229: Chapter 229 Official PK Tournament? Lin Chen Changes the Rules and Gives It Away for Free

The remnants of the Chaotic Stone Valley had just been wiped out, and the pale gold patrol line at the border of the Dragon Domain was still glowing.

Players were lining up to buy magic crystals at the original price while flooding the world channel.

"The Dragon Domain is safe! Keep digging, brothers!"

"We've got dungeons, mines, food, marriage, and fishing... can we get something a bit more exciting?"

In the Official Operations Department, Zhou Ming's eyes lit up as he stared at the backend popularity stats.

The number of online players in the Dragon Domain was terrifyingly high.

Pickaxe sales were exploding.

Stamina potion sales were exploding.

Dungeon ticket sales were exploding.

The planner beside him immediately pushed forward a light screen.

[Dragon Domain Peak PK Tournament Planning Proposal]

[Registration Fee: 99 maple coins]

[Champion Reward: Blue-tier weapons ×3, Title "Dragon Domain Warrior"]

[Runner-up Reward: Blue-tier armor ×2]

[Third Place Reward: Blue-tier accessory ×1]

[Equipment will drop normally upon death during the tournament; experience will be deducted normally]

The planner said excitedly, "Manager Zhou, with the Dragon Domain's popularity so high right now, a PK tournament will definitely blow up! Once we collect the registration fees, our revenue will skyrocket!"

Zhou Ming glanced at the registration fee, then at the rewards.

He was tempted.

But he also felt a bit uneasy.

Now, all events had to be sent to Lin Chen for review.

He cleared his throat. "Send it for review."

Ten minutes later.

The earthen slope of Luofeng Village.

Lin Chen sat in a small rattan chair, holding half a piece of Spirit Honey Cake in his hand.

Lin Yueyao sat beside him holding Xiao Jin, who was pawing at a glowing ball with his claws.

A light screen popped up.

Lin Chen scanned it, and his small face instantly tightened.

"Registration fee of ninety-nine maple coins?"

"The champion only gets a few pieces of Blue-tier equipment?"

"Losing even drops equipment and deducts experience?"

Xiao Jin looked up and let out a "howl."

Lin Chen nodded. "Xiao Jin thinks it's excessive too."

Snap!

He tapped with his small hand.

[Review Rejected]

In the official meeting room, the planner's face turned pale.

Before he could speak, the new rules had already been revised by Lin Chen and sent straight back.

[Dragon Domain Peak PK Tournament Revised Rules]

[Registration Fee: 0]

[Free registration for all players]

[Death during the tournament will not drop equipment, deduct experience, or consume durability]

[Champion Reward: Dragon Race Exclusive orange weapon · dragon blood battle blade]

[Top Ten Rewards: mid-grade dragon crystal ×10]

[All participating players will receive a participation prize: 500 suppression points]

[Malicious teaming for points, boosting, and cheating are prohibited; violators will be permanently banned from tournaments and have their Dragon Domain welfare privileges revoked]

The meeting room was dead silent.

The planner's lips trembled. "Manager Zhou, this... this won't make any money!"

A vein throbbed on Zhou Ming's forehead.

But looking at the words "Approved by Lin Chen," he immediately slapped the table.

"Launch it according to this!"

"Right now!"

The next second, a server-wide announcement exploded.

[Server Announcement: Registration for the Dragon Domain Peak PK Tournament has officially opened!]

[This tournament is free to enter, with no payment threshold!]

[Death in the tournament will not drop equipment, deduct experience, or consume equipment durability!]

[Champion Reward: Dragon Race Exclusive orange weapon · dragon blood battle blade!]

[Top Ten Rewards: mid-grade dragon crystal ×10!]

[All participants will receive a participation prize: 500 suppression points!]

[The rules for this event have been reviewed and approved by the Archon of Luofeng Village, Lin Chen!]

As soon as the announcement ended.

The world channel completely exploded.

"Holy crap! A free PK tournament!"

"No equipment drops or experience loss? Then what's there to be afraid of!"

"A champion orange weapon? dragon blood battle blade? Warrior players are rejoicing!"

"Even losing gets you five hundred points? It's basically a giveaway!"

"Lord Lin Chen is awesome! The official's original plan definitely wasn't this generous!"

The registration screen was instantly swamped.

Ten thousand.

One hundred thousand.

Five hundred thousand.

In less than an hour, the number of registrations exceeded three million.

Ten temporary arenas were generated directly in the Wanlong City square.

Crimson-gold platforms floated in mid-air, surrounded by Rule Shields. Upon death, players were automatically teleported out of the arena with their health restored to full.

On the day the tournament started, the number of viewers in the official livestream room skyrocketed.

Fifty million.

One hundred million.

Two hundred million!

The bullet chat was like an avalanche.

"It's starting!"

"That assassin's mechanics are so fast!"

"A Shield Warrior counter-killing a Mage, sick!"

"Who will the dragon blood battle blade belong to in the end?"

The players were fighting like crazy.

The audience was watching like crazy.

The mall was also going crazy.

Sales of Intermediate Life Potions quadrupled.

Sales of temporary enchantment scrolls quadrupled.

Repair coupons, teleportation talismans, and arena spectating fireworks all surged.

At the operations backend, the technician's voice trembled. "Manager Zhou! Even though there's no registration fee, the mall's revenue has tripled!"

Zhou Ming froze for two seconds, then grinned so wide he couldn't close his mouth.

"I knew it!"

"Lord Lin Chen has long-term vision!"

Half an hour later.

Zhou Ming personally brought a large box of Spirit Honey Cakes to the earthen slope of Luofeng Village.

With a fawning smile, he respectfully placed the box before Lin Chen.

"Lord Lin Chen, this is a small token of appreciation from the officials."

"Thanks to your rule changes this time, the event's popularity has exploded, and the players are satisfied."

Lin Chen glanced at him and picked up a piece of Spirit Honey Cake.

"Next time, don't think about fleecing the players first."

Zhou Ming nodded repeatedly. "Of course, of course!"

Xiao Jin leaned over to take a bite of the Spirit Honey Cake, his tail wagging happily.

Far away in Wanlong City, Lin Zhe watched the constantly ticking viewer count above the arena with a calm expression.

System notifications sounded accordingly.

[Ding! Official obedience has increased!]

[Ding! Player support has risen!]

[Ding! Lin Chen's authority over official event reviews has been further solidified!]

In the arena, the countdown for the next match had already lit up.

[Next match starts in ten seconds.]