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Proteger ballenas: Monopoly se une para la conservación

Autor : Madison Actualizar : Feb 23,2025

Marmalade Game Studio se asocia con Whale and Dolphin Conservation (WDC) para lanzar una edición especial de monopolio que apoya la conservación de la vida marina. Una parte de los ingresos del nuevo paquete de WDC se donará a WDC, asegurando que su tiempo de juego contribuya a una causa digna.

El paquete de WDC presenta un tablero de Atlantis con temática marina, una ficha de ballena azul y una token de delfines plateado. Se donará un mínimo de £ 1,000 desde las primeras £ 3,000 en ventas, con el 10% de todas las ventas posteriores también a la organización benéfica.

Radu Rovin, jefe de estudio de Marmalade Game Studio, expresó emoción por la colaboración, destacando la oportunidad de apoyar la misión de WDC de proteger ballenas y delfines con la ayuda de la comunidad monopolio.

Las actividades humanas, como la contaminación y la caza, representan amenazas significativas para la vida marina. WDC trabaja incansablemente para mitigar estas amenazas y crear un mundo donde todas las ballenas y delfines son seguros y libres.

Este nuevo paquete de monopolio ofrece una forma divertida de apoyar este esfuerzo de conservación vital. El juego está disponible para su compra en la App Store y Google Play por $ 4.99 (o equivalente local). Manténgase actualizado sobre las últimas noticias siguiendo la página oficial de Twitter, visitando el sitio web oficial o viendo el video integrado. Para obtener más opciones de juego de mesa, consulte nuestra lista de los mejores juegos de mesa en Android.

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