The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL] Chapter 223

AFTER Luo Yan got back from school and did all his after-school ritual, he logged in the game and entered Arcadia. He appeared inside the team's headquarters. Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival was over, it's time to concentrate on the upcoming opening of his pavilion this coming Saturday.

He didn't have to worry about the pavilion itself because everything was already prepared on that end. The things he needed to prepare were mostly external stuff. Like how he would deliver the customers across the lake. Because the distance from the other side of the lake to the pavilion was quite far. He couldn't possibly let his future guests swim across the lake just to go to his pavilion. 

He was thinking of having a permanent mode of transportation that his customers could use. Like boats for example. He just had no idea what steps he should take to do that. Anyway, he would just ask Shen Ji Yun later. He was sure that that guy would definitely have the answer.

The other one was how many guests should he allow to visit on the opening night? Because of the successful effect of the advertisement, even now, its topic was still thriving in the forum, Luo Yan was certain that many players would come to visit. Just to see for themselves if the place was really as good as how it was advertised. But the pavilion could only accommodate 300 players at most. 

Luo Yan didn't want to fill the pavilion with 300 players on the its opening night. Not only would it be a headache to control the crowd, it would also be too noisy. Because he was sure that most of those players would just come there due to their curiosity. Then it wouldn't be long before the whole place became like a wet market. No- he couldn't allow that. 

Instead of numbers, what he wanted more was prestige. To make the players feel that having been allowed to enter Yuexing Pavilion made them just a tad bit special. That being allowed inside was some kind of honor that only a few could have. That kind of strategy would certainly bring him more money in the long run than carelessly letting just any players to be a guest in his pavilions. 

But how should he do that? 

The best way was to make it a membership only place. Only those who were given a membership card would be allowed to come and go inside the pavilion. Of course, it couldn't be just a simple membership. It should be divided into Bronze, Silver, and Gold. Bronze being the lowest level and had the least amount of privilege. Silver membership card would have a higher level of privilege than the Bronze. Then the Gold was for the VIPs. He would also add a rare Black card that could only be given to VVIPs.

He just had to think what kind of privilege each membership levels would have. This was something he just thought of right now. He had to at least think carefully of what kind of privilege each membership card would entail. This was his first business after all, albeit virtual. He couldn't be careless. 

He needed to think of a design for the membership card. It had to have a symbol that would represent Yuexing Pavilion. The kind that once people see, they would automatically link it to the pavilion. Then he suddenly remembered that Yu Jiao was pretty talented when it came to drawing and designing. Maybe he should ask her tomorrow if she could design the card. Yes, he'd do just that.

Now, for the opening night, Luo Yan planned to only send invitation to famous players. Like people from top teams, top players on the PvP ladder, and other players that made a name for themselves. It would probably not account for more than 100. Which was just fine. What he needed from them was their reputation and popularity. The knowledge that they were there for the opening night of his pavilion.

He was planning to record everything that would happen during the opening night. Of course, he would do some close-up of some of the most popular players. He would edit it and make a video collage, then post it on the forum. 

Luo Yan was not worried that the players he would invite wouldn't come. Everyone assumed that Yuexing Pavilion was an in-game business owned by the gaming company itself. That conjecture was only supported further because the personal Weibo account of Moonlight Media posted the advertisement he made on their account. These invited players would think that the gaming company invited them themselves. Once a rumor spread that only elite players were invited to the grand opening, the invitation they received would become an automatic ego booster. They wouldn't be able to resist thinking; 'ah, I was chosen, I am special'. Which, in the end, would make them eager to go.

There's only one problem. Another player, aside from the members of Yunyue, knew that the owner of the pavilion was in fact another player – him. It's Uriel, someone who belonged to the current top team – Celestials. The guy was literally there beside him and Shen Ji Yun when the King of Arcadia gave him the pavilion. It would be bad if Uriel suddenly spread that information. 

It had been a week since the advertisement was released. And since then, there hadn't been any speculation that the pavilion was owned by a player instead of the gaming company. Which meant that Uriel hadn't talked to anyone about it yet. But Luo Yan couldn't let his guard down just because of that. He still needed to make sure that no problem would arise from that. It seemed like he had to pay Uriel a visit. Just thinking of seeing that condescending four-eyes again was already making his teeth itch from annoyance.

It seemed like he would become extremely busy in the upcoming days before the opening.

Luo Yan was about to walk towards the main hall when a stream of black light suddenly pounced on him. He was startled and almost staggered back because of the impact. He thought he would feel pain, but he only felt something soft and fluffy on his chest. He looked down and his gaze collided with a pair of the brightest blue sapphire. It was Eclipse. His three tails wagging happily behind him, showing that he was in a very good mood.

[Mashter!]

The hand that was about to touch the little fox's head stopped mid-air. Wait- did this guy still hadn't managed to fix his lisp?