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Chapter 388 Intentionally Creating a Game

Penguin was naturally unwilling to be Du Mu's henchman.

He was, after all, a powerful figure in Gotham's underworld.

Why would someone give up being a big shot to become someone else's employee? If word gets out, how will he save face? He'll be too embarrassed to even look up and greet other colleagues in the future.

The penguin took a deep breath, pondering how to refuse without offending the other party.

However, before he could speak, Du Mu suddenly took out a tablet, tapped the screen twice with his fingertips, and handed it directly to him.

"This is a future project for the company; please take a look."

The penguin took it with a hint of suspicion, glanced at it, and froze instantly.

His small eyes widened, his fingers began to frantically swipe across the screen, scrolling faster and faster, and his breathing became increasingly labored.

He flipped through the pages for several minutes before suddenly raising his head, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at Du Mu.

"Officer Du Mu, are all the projects listed here... real?"

"certainly."

Du Mu calmly nodded, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.

The taste is so-so, not as good as soda.

The penguin swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

Although he came from a gangster background, he had a keen business sense and could see at a glance just how terrifying the commercial potential of these projects was.

It's no exaggeration to say that if any one of them succeeded, they could create several billionaires in America.

Compared to these projects, his shady businesses are simply insignificant.

Don't assume that making money quickly through shady means is actually very lucrative.

When it comes to making money efficiently, even his flattery can't keep up with those capital giants. Take Wayne Group for example, the ill-gotten gains he's accumulated over the years through working day and night are probably not even a fraction of Bruce Wayne's.

Seeing such enormous profits laid out before them, it would be a lie to say they weren't tempted.

The penguin gestured with its eyes for the long-legged creatures around it to step back, and Du Mu did not stop them.

After everyone else left, only the two of them remained in the hall.

The penguin leaned forward and tentatively asked, "Officer Du Mu, if I may be so bold as to ask, where did you get these projects from?"

If Bruce Wayne had come up with these projects, he could understand. Wayne Group is a large and powerful company, so it wouldn't be surprising if they had any technology.

But Du Mu is just a Gotham City police officer, so why would he have these things?

Du Mu did not answer immediately. A faint light flashed around him, and the silver-blue Ultron armor instantly covered his entire body, leaving only his head exposed.

What do you think?

Penguin: ∑（°A°）

News about the All-Round Hero is now everywhere.

Even someone who had just been released from Arkham Asylum had heard of the Omniknight's terrifying exploits.

First, he wiped out the alien army that invaded Earth, and later even legendary angels and demons died at his hands. It was so outrageous that it was like a fabricated fake news story.

Penguin had seen Omniknight's image in the news, and the Ultron armor he wore was exactly the same as the Ultron armor Du Mu was wearing now.

He never dreamed that Du Mu in front of him was actually the All-Round Hero himself.

That's as ridiculous as hearing that Bruce Wayne is Batman.

Penguin initially thought that Du Mu single-handedly slaughtered half of Arkham Asylum, which was already an exaggeration. Now it seems that Du Mu had already restrained himself. If he really went all out, I'm afraid not a single prisoner in Arkham Asylum would be able to escape.

Pfft!

The next second, the penguin slid down to his knees, the movement as fluid as if it had been rehearsed.

"Officer Du Mu... I mean, boss, I, Oswald Copport, will be at your beck and call from now on!"

The penguin didn't hesitate for a moment; to be even half a step behind would be to disrespect his own future.

Unlike his peers who were obsessed with causing trouble, his thoughts were very simple: he only wanted money and power.

The business projects that Du Mu is currently presenting are far more profitable than his current illegal businesses. More importantly, these are all legal businesses, and the money earned is clean and protected by law, so there is no need to worry about being investigated.

As for power, that goes without saying.

In front of Du Mu, this all-around hero, status and position are meaningless; even the President of the United States is just a figurehead.

With this powerful backer, who would dare to mess with me in the future?

Du Mu was not surprised at all by the penguin man's instant kneeling.

As long as you have power and influence, and offer enough benefits, it's not difficult to win him over as a lackey.

It's just that Bruce doesn't think much of the Penguin. Otherwise, with Wayne Enterprises' wealth and Batman's status, he probably wouldn't refuse to let the Penguin be his Robin. It's just a bit cringe-worthy.

Du Mu smiled and raised his hand, intending to pat the penguin man's shoulder, but the man was too short to touch his shoulder while kneeling, so he simply placed his hand on the top of the penguin man's head.

"From now on, you'll be in charge of the company. As for those unprofitable and risky businesses of yours, get rid of them as soon as possible, lest that Batman is watching you every day and finds an excuse to beat you up and throw you into Arkham."

"clear."

The penguin nodded quickly.

His resolve to clean up his act and go straight to a better life grew stronger. Once he changed careers, that persistent Batman would have no reason to beat him up again.

Penguin thought for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Boss, which project should we push forward first?"

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Du Mu thought for two seconds: "Let's make games first, I'm personally more interested in that."

"game?"

The penguin man hesitated: "Boss, if I may be frank, games are all one-off deals. If the price is too high, no one will buy them; if the price is too low, the profit margin is too thin. I probably won't make a lot of money, right?"

He doesn't usually play games and has no idea about this industry.

In his view, games are just something ordinary young people use to pass the time. They sell one copy at a time and can't be repurchased like daily necessities, so the profit is really limited.

Du Mu chuckled: "Who said we're going to make money by selling games? All the games we make are free."

The penguin was stunned: "How can you make money if it's free?"

"You don't understand, do you? What's free is often the most expensive."

Du Mu explained slowly, "First, we'll attract all the players by having zero barriers to entry. Once the user base is large enough, we'll introduce in-game purchases to get players to spend money like crazy, such as selling skins, skill effects, or even items that boost combat power."

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He went on and on about the tricks and tactics used by game companies in the real world.

In short, it can be summarized in one sentence.

We create games with our hearts, and players create happiness with their money.

The penguin was dumbfounded.

The gaming industry, though small, actually hides so many twists and turns?

The gaming industry in the world is still in its development stage, and Du Mu's free-to-play plus in-app purchase strategy is simply a game-changer.

The penguin was quick-witted and instantly sensed the astonishing profit potential involved; the more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

He was all too familiar with this pattern.

They'll let you taste the sweetness for free first, then charge you once you're addicted, eventually squeezing you dry.

What's the essential difference between this and him selling ice cream?

No wonder the game has a code name: Electronic Heroin. It's in his area of ​​expertise.

Being a cyber drug lord sounds pretty exciting.

With this in mind, the penguin's aversion to the game vanished, and he became even more enthusiastic.

"Boss, I have an idea."

Within his comfort zone, the penguin's mind began to work unusually fast, and he excitedly said, "Why don't we tie all the games to the same account system, where accounts can add each other as friends, and then create a set of membership levels? The money players spend can be exchanged for exclusive virtual currency, and the amount spent directly corresponds to the membership level. The higher the level, the more benefits and privileges in the game."

"In this way, players can not only compare themselves in the game, but also in their account levels. Once the competitive spirit is aroused, the motivation to spend money will be even stronger."

"I've already thought of a name for this cryptocurrency: Penguin Coin! It matches our company name perfectly!"

Du Mu:

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No wonder he's involved in organized crime; his heart is truly black.

"You can handle it as you see fit."

Seeing the penguin's energetic appearance, Du Mu was immediately relieved and decided to let him do whatever he wanted.

"Now that you've become my henchman, I won't treat you unfairly."

Du Mu took out the bottle of Dwarf's Le and casually tossed it over: "This is for you, just drink it."

"Thank you, boss!"

The penguin was both surprised and delighted, and quickly reached out to catch it steadily with both hands.

Without hesitation, he eagerly unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Less than two seconds later, a feeling of soreness and swelling spread from the bones of my limbs, followed by a dull pain that spread throughout my body.

"Aaaaaah!"

The penguin let out a painful scream, his legs buckled and he collapsed to the ground. His bones cracked and popped, and his body slowly stretched and lengthened to a visible degree.

Five full minutes passed before his screams finally stopped.

When the Penguin got up from the ground, his expensive, tailor-made tuxedo was stretched taut, two buttons on his coat had popped open, and his trousers had rolled up to his ankles, revealing his calves.

Clearly, the penguin has grown considerably taller.

Unfortunately, given his starting point, even if he grows 10 centimeters taller, he will only be 168 centimeters tall.

But the penguins didn't care at all.

He stumbled to the mirror, looked at himself, and his eyes welled up with tears: "I've grown taller! I've really grown taller! I'm 170 centimeters tall now!"

Du Mu was very disdainful: "You are not honest at all. You always try to round up the height. Can't you learn from me? I am 1.82 meters tall. I never report that I am 1.85 meters tall."

The penguin exclaimed in surprise, "Boss, are you that tall?"

"certainly."

Du Mu remained calm and composed.

He didn't explain that this was his height with his shoes on, which were three centimeters high.

Since the penguin didn't ask, he didn't need to say anything.

The penguins' execution ability is truly remarkable.

Not long after, a game company called Penguin was registered in Gotham City.

With the help of Ultron, a super artificial intelligence, Tencent launched its first game at lightning speed: a massively multiplayer online game with a superhero theme, clearly riding the wave of the current superhero craze.

This game boasts incredibly detailed graphics, unique gameplay, and most importantly, it's permanently free to play.

The news caused an uproar throughout the gaming industry.

Then, Tencent dropped another bombshell: the Seven will be officially included in the game, and they have already obtained the official license from the Seven's creator, Omniknight.

This not only drove gamers crazy, but also made Super Seven fans go wild.

Major media outlets rushed to report on the game, and it accumulated a huge number of pre-registrations even before its official launch.

Bruce even asked Du Mu what he was up to.

Du Mu told him with a righteous expression that all of this was for the long-term development of the Super Seven.

Using games to promote the positive image of the Seven and gain more public trust in them, while also generating operating funds for the Super Seven, who hope to establish their space base outside Earth as soon as possible.

After all, in DC Comics, the Justice League has a space base, so how could its Super Seven be without that kind of prestige?

Bruce felt that Du Mu was definitely up to something, but the other members of the Super Seven had already been successfully persuaded by Du Mu and all expressed their willingness to hand over their portrait rights to Du Mu.

Looking at his teammates who were being sold out and were even helping him count the money, Bruce sighed, indicating that he couldn't carry them at all. He then turned to Diana and Arthur to continue extracting information and constantly revising his response plan.

Du Mu was not idle during this period.

Although the number of demons on Earth did decrease significantly after Mammon's plan failed, sporadic incidents of evil spirits still occur every now and then.

While listening to people's confessions in the church, the Ultron robot also took the opportunity to get an exorcism commission for Du Mu, even though the reward for the task was meager.

It's a pity that Du Mu and Constantine had a falling out, otherwise he could have easily dumped all these trivial requests on Constantine to run errands for.

Du Mu tried to find a replacement, but found that professionals in this field were even rarer than pandas. Unable to find a suitable candidate for the time being, he had no choice but to take the job himself.

His method of handling commissions was extremely simple and brutal. If he was in a good mood, he would go through the motions, recite a spell, and then exorcise the commission. If he was in a bad mood, he would skip the lines altogether, burn the commission with hellfire, and leave not even ashes.

Over time, many demons in Hell came to know this wicked star, to the point that later, whenever a demon saw Du Mu, it was as if it had seen a ghost, and it would tumble and crawl back to Hell.

Not long after, Bruce received an urgent call.

"Something has happened. A terrorist attack occurred not long ago under the subway in Midway City. According to eyewitnesses, the attacker was not an ordinary human, but a creature with obvious non-human characteristics. The number of casualties is still being tallied, but it has been confirmed that at least dozens of citizens have died."

"Based on my investigation, this is very likely related to one of Amanda Waller's subordinates."

Du Mu checked the intelligence sent by Bruce, which was about a woman named Joan Munn, an archaeologist known for causing trouble.

Intelligence indicates that Munn is possessed by an ancient soul known as the Enchantress.

Later, Amanda Waller found the heart of this ancient soul somewhere, and would shock its heart whenever it disobeyed, thus controlling the enchantress to serve him.

Goodness, this scene looks kind of familiar.

It looks like I've seen it in a plantation.

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