68: The importance of popularity and users

Chapter 68: The Importance of Popularity and Users

"I can still earn a little," Wu Xian said with a forced smile.

"Hmm?" Xue Lingling was surprised, "My dear disciple, is your copy scroll creation success rate very high? About how much?"

Wu Xian pondered for a moment, deliberately understating it, "Around forty to fifty percent."

In reality, he only failed once or twice at the very beginning; after becoming proficient, failures were almost non-existent.

"Your skill level is quite stable, no wonder," Xue Lingling understood.

For a Scroll Master just starting out, a copy success rate of thirty percent was already considered excellent.

"What about you?"

"Currently, I can consistently maintain a success rate of over sixty percent," Xue Lingling said with a proud curl of her lips.

"Ah? Then why do you sell them so expensively?"

"What do you know?" Xue Lingling retorted, "You're just starting out; there will be many places to burn money later. How can you improve without earning money? And if you don't improve, how can you provide better scrolls to the users who support you?"

Wu Xian's expression was strange, "Aren't you from an aristocratic family?"

"Does being from an aristocratic family mean I'm not short on money?" Xue Lingling sighed softly, "My elder brother now hides far away as soon as he hears I'm coming home. But I, your Master, can understand; haven't I come out to make my own living?"

Good heavens, even the Brahmins of a small city couldn't support a Scroll Master. It seemed he needed to find more ways to earn money.

"So, there's still a lot for you to learn," Xue Lingling said sagely, "You can sell replicas at a loss to boost sales and popularity, but copies must make money."

"Why is that?" Wu Xian asked, puzzled, "The replica market is larger, and sales will be greater. Shouldn't it be more profitable to rely on replicas?"

Xue Lingling was slightly stunned, only then realizing that her disciple had never received a proper Scroll Master education and understood nothing.

What a poor child, thankfully he met her.

"This involves the importance of popularity and users," Xue Lingling explained seriously, "You wouldn't think that those top Scroll Masters meticulously compete for users and popularity just for money, would you?"

"Otherwise?" Wu Xian was confused, "Do users and popularity have other uses?"

He only knew that when a copy upgraded, it could share experience with the original, allowing the original to upgrade effortlessly.

But this small benefit shouldn't require too much support, right?

"Of course," Xue Lingling smiled, "When users use scrolls and fight alongside them, they can generate a special power of insight, which helps us better condense divine scrolls and comprehend the Law Veins.

Especially for copies, if you can find compatible, high-quality users, this power of insight will be provided in greater and more noticeable amounts.

Therefore, for original Scroll Masters, the meaning of replicas is to expand the user base, while the meaning of copies is to screen high-quality users, because only those who truly like it will consider acquiring a copy."

"Special power of insight?"

Wu Xian murmured in surprise, feeling his heart pound and his scalp tingle.

Only now did he realize why Scroll Masters were so concerned about the popularity and sales of scrolls.

And this so-called "power of insight," to him, seemed more like a Power Of Faith, or the power of incense.

In other words, a scroll's users were not only the scroll's users but also participants in the condensation and construction of the Soul divine scroll behind it.

If he had known this, why would he have been so reserved?

Sorry, Shifu-jie.

He had originally only intended to coast along in her Club and earn a little money.

Now, he might have to become ruthless.

After seeing Shifu-jie off, Wu Xian remained unsettled for a long time.

With his memories of his past life, how could he not understand the importance of Power Of Faith and the power of incense to deities?

He even suspected that the function of "power of insight" was far from as simple as Xue Lingling described; perhaps at a higher level, it had even greater uses and value.

He took a deep breath, logged into the Ghost King Club official website, and modified the scroll prices.

The copy selling price remained unchanged; after all, it was for screening high-quality "believers."

But he drastically lowered the replica selling price to an inhumane level, emphasizing quality and affordability, with a "money back if not good" policy.

Crucially, even with this inhumane price, he still had a considerable profit.

Who told him he had such good skills?

With his complete scroll conception, the cost of the pigments he mixed was also much lower than that of other Scroll Masters.

Two words: invincible!

But as the saying goes, even good wine needs a good advertisement.

He needed to let more consumers know that his products were cheap and effective.

He immediately worked overtime to produce a batch of copy scrolls and replica scrolls, almost depleting his savings.

Then, he delivered the two scrolls ordered by Xue Qingyang and Zhou Qi to them overnight.

The next day.

Although he was dead tired from working overtime on his "manuscript" all night, he felt inexplicably excited.

Sorry, Shifu-jie.

Sorry, all Scroll Masters.

Your scroll King has arrived—!

From now on, please call me Wu Jun, Wu Jobs!

After a morning workout, he bowed and prayed to the God of Wealth.

At the appointed time, he promptly turned on the television, searched for the bronze scroll League Play-in Tournament live broadcast, and cheered for the Club members.

Of course, he was mainly cheering for Shifu-jie's grand-nephew, as he held his Black and White Impermanence.

However, the live broadcast popularity of this Play-in Tournament was truly a bit disheartening.

Conversely, the number of participants was frighteningly high.

There was no other way; the bronze scroll League and silver scroll League were both city-level events. Only by advancing to the gold League would it become a national league.

And the bronze scroll League was undoubtedly the least watched; even Wu Xian had only watched some Yaoyang City silver scroll League live broadcasts and news before.

The Play-in Tournament, moreover, was the lowest of the low, often jokingly called the "noob pecking park" or "sifting for gold in shit."

Those who participated were mostly Apprentice Scroll Masters with dreams of becoming a Scroll Master and wanting to prove themselves.

As well as countless individual players who wanted to become stars; even if they didn't advance, they still enthusiastically participated, hoping to be noticed by some Club.

Only the competitions among the "youth training" players of the major Clubs were somewhat worth watching.

After all, all professional players needed to pass the Play-in Tournament to obtain the "professional Spirit Master player" status.

After watching several matches, Wu Xian was torn between laughter and tears.

"This Play-in Tournament truly lives up to its reputation~!"

The scene was genuinely a noob pecking contest, intensely close.

Wu Xian even saw the two people he met when taking the Apprentice Scroll Master certification exam.

The older brother, the Desert Warrior, had not given up on his dream and personally brought his Desert Warrior to participate in the match, only to be crushed to the point of doubting life by an ordinary, utterly unremarkable bronze scroll painting spirit.

Conversely, the female Scroll Master who created the Seed Beast advanced two rounds, garnering some attention.

After all, the Seed Beast's image was quite appealing to girls.

Crucially, while the Seed Beast looked cute and cuddly, it was quite fierce in a fight, creating a strong contrast.

"Holy moly, why is Brother Zhuzi on stage too?"

In the live broadcast of the match, the tall and cool dump truck, Brother Zhuzi, suddenly appeared, instantly bringing a large amount of popularity to the live stream.

After all, our Brother Zhuzi's popularity is still very high at the moment.

Judging from the bullet comments flying across the screen, there were quite a few out-of-town viewers watching.

"Haha, here they come, here they come—!"

"I heard there's a Brother Zhuzi match here, so I, your buddy, came as soon as I smelled it."

"He's so damn handsome! Much handsomer than in the pictures."

"Haha, is everyone from the scroll Network comment section?"

"But seriously, is Yaoyang City's Play-in Tournament attention span so bad? Only this many people?"

"Small city, it's normal. It's good that anyone is watching."

And although Brother Zhuzi was produced by a vehicle company, his five-dimensional performance was definitely that of a high-quality combat scroll.

Without using his laser gun and energy axe, he easily defeated his opponent with just his fists and feet, causing a frenzy among the live stream viewers.

"Awesome!"

"Brother Zhuzi did great."

"This performance, this combat power, that uncle on the scroll Network really didn't lie."

"Let's see who dares to doubt Brother Zhuzi's five-dimensional data now?"

"I'm numb, the key is that it's impossible to buy one now, orders are backed up until next year."

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