After saying that, Mule transferred 1,000 game coins and related information about a fine-quality equipment to Li Ang.

Li Ang glanced at it and found that the special effect of this equipment was to cause pure physical damage, which was relatively ordinary.

The material strength was probably not enough, and it might be scrapped after being swung by Li Ang a few times,

so he asked to change other rewards.

Li Ang looked at several pieces of equipment information that Mule sent him one after another, but he was not very interested.

Moreover, considering that the equipment transaction would require contact in reality,

Li Ang refused the item transaction and asked Mule to convert the equipment at the market price and transfer the money to him.

Mule was not ambiguous and immediately transferred 3,000 game coins to Li Ang.

After that, the two chatted for a few words and hung up the friend communication.

"He transferred the money so quickly?"

Miss Chai stuck out her tongue, "Tsk... Taking out 5,000 game coins without changing her expression, is being an information dealer really that profitable..."

"Of course."

After the friend communication was hung up, Li Ang leaned back and lay down in the chair, casually saying: "After all, the Killing Game is the only path to transcendence.

Syndicates, old secret societies, new hidden organizations, and lone wolf players are all revolving around it.

So far, a complete commercial market has been derived around the Killing Game.

The primary industry produces raw materials.

For example, werewolves sell the teeth in their mouths, mummies sell the bandages on their bodies, and florists sell the magic potions they grow with special effects.

The secondary industry processes raw materials.

For example, blacksmiths use materials to forge equipment and props, and mechanics use special metals to create sophisticated mechanical arms.

And the tertiary industry provides various services.

For example, information dealers sell information, brokers provide intermediary services, and doctors provide medical services.

In addition, there are gourmet cooking, beauty and hairdressing, tracking and investigation, finding cats and dogs, assassination, and game coin cash exchange...

I heard that in a certain place in Southeast Asia, there is a black market specifically for players.

Organizations from all over the world have planted spies there and deployed forces,

buying and selling props, trading information, and transmitting messages.

There are also many life-type professional players who settle near the black market and open shops to do business.

The Killing Game still follows economic laws, and the profit margin of the tertiary industry is still higher than that of the secondary and primary industries.

Therefore, to some extent, players who have mastered life professional skills are the most profitable people in the Killing Game.

They can use the development potential in the later stage to make up for the lack of combat power in the early stage."

"Oh, oh,"

Miss Chai nodded, "Hoeing the grass at noon, mining is really hard. All the digging is copper, and the purity is only five.

Working hard will always be a wage earner.

Only by sitting upstream can you be the boss."

"... The scissors difference between industry and agriculture, you are right to say so."

Li Ang nodded and said a little painfully: "But where did you hear this doggerel from *Legend*?"

"On the computer webpage."

Chai Chai said as a matter of course, "Fifteen years of classic Legend, come and chop me if you are a brother, let's fight Shabak together tonight, ten thousand people online city battle PK,

I think their advertisements are super exquisite."

After saying that, Chai Chai floated to the computer and tapped the keyboard a few times. A crazy, domineering, and cool web game advertisement immediately appeared on the screen—a figure wearing golden glittering cool full body armor was carrying a big knife and hunting several orcs.

"... I guess it's another cg stolen from a stand-alone game."

As Li Ang spoke, he was surprised to find that this web game advertisement was not stolen. It was really well done, and it seemed that he had spent a lot of money.

The cg was quickly finished, and the golden armored figure on the screen propped up the big knife, stood on the huge corpse of the orc, and took off the mask,

revealing a dark-skinned, middle-aged, fat man's face.

He smiled slightly at the camera and said in broken Mandarin: "Come and chop me if you are a brother. I am waiting for you in the passionate Blue Moon Greedy Legend Return world."

Wait, why is the name of this legend so long? And who is this guy?

Shouldn't this be the position of Tian Le, Zha Zha Hui, Shan Ji Ge, Bao Qiang, and Da Shu?

Li Ang was stunned for a second or two before finding the information of this middle-aged fat man from the memory bank.

This person seems to be a Siamese tycoon with both Eastern and Siamese aristocratic bloodlines. He does cruise ship business in both places.

Before the Killing Game started, this Siamese tycoon was ostentatious and had constant scandals with female celebrities. He was very famous and often appeared in the entertainment information section.

And in the lower left of the online game advertisement he starred in... a line of faint white semi-transparent writing floated.

"I am Basong Sawansuxi, the leader of the Siamese secret organization Yama. Do you want to join me? Do you want to have wealth and power? Then search for player number xv15***7841 and add my subordinate contact's friend~"

Obviously, this line of white transparent writing has been subjected to some kind of cognitive bias curse.

Only players can see it.

"... No, how can this Siamese old iron play so well?"

Li Ang couldn't help shaking his head and laughing dumbly, "He actually uses web games to advertise himself.

Aren't you afraid of being too famous and being targeted and killed by others?

Moreover, can a secret organization known to everyone still be called a secret organization?"

"However, this should have no effect, right?"

Chai Chai scratched her head and said, "If lone wolf players want to choose an organization to join, they will definitely choose the official in their area to hold their thighs,

At the very least, they have to hug the thighs of the consortium, eat and drink spicy food, have luxury cars and beautiful women, and engage in multiple sports.

They are unlikely to turn to Siamese old iron thousands of miles away."

"Who knows."

Li Ang spread his hands, "Maybe the purpose of the Siamese tycoon is to let others know that he has the capital to act arrogantly without suddenly dying.

Let the Siamese local players have confidence in him.

At the very least, as long as the reputation is spread, there will always be forces looking for him to discuss cooperation."

The conflict between the upper-class forces in the Killing Game has nothing to do with Li Ang for the time being. He just wants to raise his alchemy to the intermediate level step by step, so as to improve the level of the magic box.

"Let's take a break and go to work."

Li Ang clasped his fingers, stretched his waist, and happily opened a bottle of sugary soda to drink.

He has no malice towards Mule. The two have been cooperating happily with clear money and goods.

He also doesn't want to spend a lot of effort to dig out the personal information of the intelligence broker and pull him out from behind the scenes.

Not to mention whether he can find it, even if he finds a clue, it is likely to be a suspicious formation that Mule has set up in advance—for intelligence brokers, preparing a way out is almost an instinctive behavior.

I just don't know if the other players in the strategy team will track Mule...