Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

The man with two swords was originally very interested in games, but because the little boy just now was so addicted to games that he stopped reading, his attitude suddenly changed.

"Captain, you lose your mind by playing with things! Human beings in the apocalypse should spend their time on more meaningful things! For example, technology..."

"Shh--" The leader raised his index finger, motioning for him to look next door.

Several customers around him looked dissatisfied and yelled, but they said these unpleasant things in front of the game players. Are you deliberately looking for trouble?

"Knife, come on, come on, let's see what I do."

The double-sword man Xiaodao reluctantly sat down next to the group leader, "Isn't it just a coin pusher? It's similar to the slot machines in the casino. It plays with probability."

The group leader stroked the machine nostalgically and said to him: "I'm telling you, I grew up playing with this.

"At that time, I was a frequent visitor to the game arcade. Every time I ran out of game coins and didn't know how to spend the last one, I would play this coin pusher."

The knife was dismissive: "It's just one, you will definitely get nothing. These machines have been adjusted."

The group leader was confident, "There is a skill to it, but you don't know it."

"..." Xiao Dao pricked up his ears.

"Look at the machine that swings left and right. Most people like to adjust it in the middle, but I am different. I will place it side by side so that the coin will fall to the higher side.

"Do you think I'm just sitting here? Of course not. This machine has been fed by the people in front of it. It's ready to pick peaches at any time, and I'll get you a grand slam later!"

Xiaodao sounds reasonable.

But in his impression, every time he looked at the coin pusher, there were always many coins that would not fall out, deliberately tempting players to insert coins.

"Is it really that easy?"

"Watch my operation. I only teach this trick to acquaintances."

The leader stacked the coins neatly, threw in all his thirty-odd coins, adjusted the angle with the handle, and was about to press the button to confirm.

"Wait a moment!"

The knife almost pressed its face against the outer glass wall, and the coins inside were piled into a small mountain. It would be unbearable if no coins were pushed down in this handful!

"Captain, add my share!" He bet all his coins.

The group leader laughed and said, "Okay, we'll share it equally later."

As the saying goes, when everyone adds firewood, the flames are high. If more coins are thrown in, the coins inside will be pushed down by the impact of the coins.

This push...

Shua la la...

More than sixty were invested, and six were finally returned...

Leader:...

Xiao Dao:......

The two stood up in silent agreement, turned around and left.

Less than a minute after I left, there was a clattering sound from the machine and coins dropped!

The two of them rushed back to check.

It was actually a four-year-old girl playing!

Look at what’s displayed on the screen again——

Grand slam!

The little girl squatted at the coin outlet, grabbing a large handful from time to time and throwing them into her own small plastic basket.

The little plastic basket filled up quickly.

At this time, the considerate store employee arrived in time. It was a paper man wearing the store's uniform T-shirt and carrying two plastic buckets.

Give an empty one to the little girl to continue loading game coins.

The other one is full, waiting for the machine to run out of storage, replenish it in time, because the Grand Slam will also bring additional double rewards!

The group leader and Xiaodao pinched the average three game coins and were sore.

The leader asked the little girl: "Little girl, how many did you throw in just now?"

The little girl answered with a smile: "One! I plan to spend it all and go find my mother. I don't know how long it will take to lose it!"

What a sweet little annoyance!

The leader turned around and left. He was so confident just now, but now he is so embarrassed.

He is the dignified leader of the group, but he also embarrassed himself in front of the team members. From now on, everyone will be the base commander. Maybe even the top human beings will know about his dark history!

The knife did not leave, but stared at the paper man waiting for replenishment for a long time.

He always felt that this employee was very similar to the men in black they met.

The difference is that while people outside are wearing black T-shirts, this employee is wearing white T-shirts.

When getting along with the men in black, everyone was dirty, and the cartoon patterns on their clothes were not very clear.

Moreover, they are not in the habit of looking at the details of other people's clothes, they only have a general impression.

But if you are really serious, it is not difficult to find the connection, because they are simply trying to hide something.

Xiaodao was surprised by his discovery and ran to the group leader to report it.

Unexpectedly, the group leader knocked him on the head and said, "So, we have to feel the magic of this store first before we can talk about specific things."

Tan Zhiwen's side.

He pulled Hou Ziyao to play 1V1 Street Fighter.

Tan Zhiwen also perfected his skills, and he dominated Hou Ziyao in the first few games.

But after all, Hou Ziyao is an all-around elite, with superior fighting awareness, reflexes, and hand speed. Once he develops his hand, he quickly turns defeat into victory.

This kind of game is particularly labor-intensive and makes people unable to think about unnecessary things. Hou Ziyao gradually fell into a state of selflessness.

Excellent people always bear more burdens than others - this principle is very applicable to people in exchange groups.

Their work is extremely important and also the most dangerous.

Staying in the wild all year round, not even daring to completely relax when sleeping, the spirit is highly tense, and many people suffer from neurasthenia in varying degrees.

But this is only physical torture, mental pain is the most deadly.

Ordinary people staying in the base, with leaders commanding them above their heads, work day after day, listening to orders to move to such and such a safe area, and then looking at the wall, imagining that such and such a large base may have peaceful times. , you can send people to send supplies to support one or two...

The less you know, the easier it is to be satisfied.

But they can't.

They have been to every base and have seen too many people who cannot persevere. They also know that many technologies have failed and the situation of mankind is not optimistic.

On a smaller scale, these people's personal emotions have also been greatly suppressed.

Those who have been away from their base all year round and have parents, wives and children at home can only see them once a year, and maybe there will be no next time.

Within the team, the friendship of fighting side by side will inevitably forge a deep friendship, but in the end they have only two options, one is to say goodbye, the other is to stay in a base thousands of miles apart and be trapped in a high position for a lifetime.

For people like Hou Ziyao, it's very painful.

He and his former base director Qi Mingyu grew up in the same compound. They had an inexplicable ambiguity and were each other's most important relatives.

Before the apocalypse, they worked in an institutional unit. After the apocalypse, they supported each other along the way, and together with the surrounding people who were helping, they established the current Xihong Base.

When he was stationed at Xihong Base, Qi Mingyu was gilding the exchange team; when Qi Mingyu became the base director, he was running outside again.

He wanted to come back, but he didn't want to come back.

He came back for the sake of stability; he didn't come back because he could only come back to take over if Qi Mingyu died.

Or maybe he was transferred to a base without reserves and lost even the chance to meet him once a year.

Hou Ziyao had already expected his own ending, but when it came time to face it, he was afraid that he would lose his temper and go crazy...

Why do they have to live so hard, while ordinary people can live ordinary and mediocre lives?

They are geniuses, members of the exchange group, and reserve base commanders. However, they cannot be ordinary people who can cry out in pain and tiredness...

Thinking of this, Hou Ziyao had tears in his eyes, and they kept falling down, hitting the back of his hand.