With the conclusion of the press conference,
News about various games, as well as the pricing of VR helmets and gaming pods, instantly dominated headlines across major news platforms.
It was a nationwide sensation.
The online discussions never stopped throughout the night.
Each game had its supporters,
but Great Wuxia was undoubtedly the one everyone was talking about.
After all, it was a game under Young Master Cao's banner…
The secrecy surrounding it was unprecedented—no leaks or hints before the press conference.
After the event, the game division released an official announcement along with promotional trailers.
At the same time,
E-commerce platforms almost simultaneously announced pre-order timelines and reservation campaigns.
The first batch of 500,000 helmets would be allocated via lottery in ten days.
Users could now participate in reservation activities across platforms.
In essence, it was a sign-up followed by a lucky draw.
The first batch only had 500,000 helmets, with each major platform getting around 100,000 units.
The odds of winning depended entirely on the number of reservations.
If only 100,000 people signed up, everyone would have a 100% chance of securing a helmet.
But…
That was just wishful thinking.
Within a single night of pre-orders going live, the average reservation count per platform had already surpassed two million.
Some people signed up on every platform they could.
Scalpers emerged, with many roping in friends and family to boost their chances.
It was clear that anyone who secured a helmet in the first batch could flip it for an instant profit of 100,000 yuan or more.
……
"Damn, each platform only has 100,000 helmets, but reservations have already hit two million. Liu Jingdong’s platform has 2.1 million, Ma Ali’s is over 2.5 million… and it’s only been one night."
"By the time sales open in ten days, won’t the number hit ten million?"
"Wait… so the odds are one in a thousand?"
"??"
"Are you dumb? That’s one percent."
"It’s one in a thousand if there are ten million people."
"Bro… you’re an idiot."
"Who are you calling an idiot?"
"Whoever responds is the idiot. And I’m not just talking about you—everyone here is an idiot."
"……"
After that night, many felt a chill in their hearts.
This was going to be tough.
The major e-commerce platforms at least had 100,000 slots each,
but smaller platforms only got around 10,000, some even fewer.
……
Over the next ten days, the hype only grew, showing no signs of slowing down.
It wasn’t just domestic, either.
The international community was buzzing about it too.
The craziest part? Miracle Group’s press conference and pre-orders were exclusive to the domestic market.
They didn’t even mention whether the product would be available overseas.
So,
once clips from the press conference spread abroad, people worldwide started demanding fairness, insisting they deserved access to the first batch.
The issue even made headlines on major international news outlets.
Short videos amplified the outcry.
Some young protesters even staged sit-ins outside Miracle Cosmetics stores.
Fans found it hilarious.
"Why Miracle Cosmetics?"
"Because Miracle Entertainment’s gaming division doesn’t have branches or stores in many foreign cities. So… any place with the Miracle logo gets targeted. I’m in Canada right now—even a local real estate company partnered with Miracle Properties got mobbed by protesters."
"That’s insane."
"Wait… doesn’t anyone find this weird?"
"What’s weird?"
"Every previous press conference by Young Master Cao was global, but this one was domestic-only. Even the pre-orders are just for the domestic market. It’s like they’re not planning to sell the helmets abroad at all."
"Hey~~ Now that you mention it…"
"If you’ve got something to say, say it!"
"Yeah, now that I think about it, you’re right."
"It makes sense, though. Our country has a massive gaming population—last year’s report showed nearly 600 million users. And they’re only releasing 500,000 helmets in the first batch."
"Exactly. We’ve got our own queue to worry about. Selling abroad? Not happening."
"Right, right. Let’s wait until we all have one before exporting."
"I heard production is super limited—only two factories, with a monthly output of a few hundred thousand at most."
"That’s just a few million a year. To meet demand for even 100 million units, it’d take a decade."
"Damn…"
"So if I don’t get one now, I’ll have to wait ten years?"
"No way, man."
"Just buy from scalpers. Trust me, they’ll pop up worldwide. Even if they’re not officially selling abroad, within a month, scalpers will be flipping them overseas at insane prices."
"Totally. Get one for under 30,000 yuan, sell it abroad for 30,000 dollars—maybe even 50,000 if someone’s desperate enough."
"Damn… I kinda wanna be a scalper now."
"Good luck with that. You’d still have to ship it out. Plus, these helmets require 5G networks. How many foreign cities even have 5G coverage? Only a few major hubs."
"Speaking of which, I’m dying laughing. One country installed 5G, then tore it all down to ‘block’ us…"
"HAHAHA, that’s hilarious!"
"Wait… was Young Master Cao trolling them? That country’s screwed. Even if they get helmets, they can’t play… total waste."
"……"
……
Amid the heated discussions,
Miracle Group dropped another announcement.
This one addressed international sales.
Short and to the point.
Classic "few words, big impact."
As many fans guessed, the helmets require stable 5G connectivity.
Therefore,
No sales will be conducted in any foreign markets for now.
The global fanbase is asked to understand.
Once your country has 5G—or 6G—that’s when sales become feasible.
In other words:
Even if we sold these to you now, you couldn’t use them.
Only a tiny fraction of people overseas would have the infrastructure.
And it’s not just abroad.
Even domestically, 5G isn’t fully rolled out everywhere.
Unstable signals could, hypothetically, cause neurological harm.
Of course,
That’s just a scare tactic.
Disconnections would simply log you out—no actual harm done.
But why would Cao Cheng admit the truth? That the real reason for withholding sales was to let their own players dominate first?
Think about it.
In a game like Great Wuxia, a few months’ head start turns you into a martial arts legend.
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