CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 68: IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY MIND?_3

Zhou Bai was racing against time, even after work he couldn’t let Old Zhou think he had any hope of rescue, so he quickly opened his favorite gaming forum.

Unexpectedly, he was hit with explosive news.

["Storm Company’s blockbuster game ’Fourth Calamity’ will officially launch on September 30th!"

Zhou Bai: "!!!"

Really? Is ’Fourth Calamity’ coming out? How is it so soon?! The last I heard, they were just buying the rights... How long ago was that, it better not be a rush job!

Is Storm Company planning to follow the pay-to-win route like Blue Moon Adventure?

Zhou Bai felt both startled and apprehensive.

He looked again at the game, and the forum had already exploded.

...

Zhu Lie never expected that the all-purpose game code given by a good friend would be so powerful.

As everyone knows, the hardest part of making a large online game isn’t the story or the characters... but writing the code, writing the program, writing the algorithm!

Oh no, and constantly fixing bugs...

In short, utterly miserable!

But when he hesitantly ran the core code on the company’s internal machines and had the programmers fill in the framework, every time a character was generated, there was immediately a corresponding plot and complete dungeon line...

The entire process took only 5 hours.

Not only were the programmers dumbfounded, but Zhu Lie also suddenly felt an illusion of "I want to be the richest man in the world" at that moment.

After all, the profit brought by a large game’s popularity is definitely not small.

Most importantly, the current level of games is significantly different than before. Isn’t Deep Blue Game going to be crushed by their Storm?

With this magical feeling of black technology, the entire game development department immediately re-signed various confidentiality agreements, and the core code was stored on Zhu Lie’s USB drive, which he carried with him.

He drove a low-key car, moving slowly through the congested roads of Beijing, yet even being stuck in traffic couldn’t dampen his spirits.

——Why care about these trivial matters when there’s money to be made!

...

Just as Zhu Lie was about to hum a tune while holding the steering wheel, a young girl suddenly walked through the congested traffic.

In the scorching heat, she wore a light green dress, like sunburnt willow leaves.

——No way, this reckless?! This is the main road!

Zhu Lie instantly sobered up.

He looked around again, confirming — indeed, he was stuck halfway with no sidewalks.

Yet, amidst the congestion ahead, the girl stopped right beside his car, standing still.

The traffic police were stuck at the other end; what was this girl doing by his car?

If the cars could move later, he’d... be blocking a whole bunch of people behind him because of her.

Zhu Lie rolled down his window.

"Miss, this is a motor lane, please don’t walk around here."

But the young girl turned back to him blankly, her face suddenly turning pale, and then, large tears started falling.

To be honest, being so close, Zhu Lie could even see the tears falling — oddly enough, they were quite evenly sized.

Yet the young girl knew nothing, wiping her tears while saying with grievance:

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to... It’s just that I put in so much effort but got no recognition, it’s just really upsetting."

Zhu Lie couldn’t help but feel a surge of absurdity.

Does effort always have to be acknowledged?

What if the effort was in the wrong direction?

He’s a capitalist; he only cares about results, not effort.

And... isn’t there something strange here?

——There are barriers on both sides of the road, meaning she either jumped over them to enter the traffic, or came from the nearby sidewalk by the barriers.

But... if she was really upset, would she walk so methodically?

Could it be...

He cautiously looked at his relatively humble car — could it be she was looking for a luxury car for a hit-and-run?

No matter how wealthy you are, such a thing is always a hassle; Zhu Lie didn’t want his good mood disturbed, so he cautiously said:

"I see, well, let me call a policeman for you. The police serve the people... don’t worry, it’ll be okay."

He said while immediately calling the traffic police.

The girl watched him dial swiftly without even giving her a chance to stop him, momentarily stunned on the spot.

The next second, she looked around and finally, sniffling, quickly left.

Zhu Lie watched her hurriedly departing figure, finally releasing a sigh of relief —

Tsk, clearly mentally unstable.

He closed the window again, wanting to pick a song on the car’s control screen, but unexpectedly, a flurry of snow flashed on the screen, revealing large blocks of text.

[Zhu Lie suddenly felt a rush of pain in his forehead.]

[Deep Blue Company is about to launch a large online game called ’Wine Sword Immortal’, putting a lot of pressure on him and his Storm Game Company, which hadn’t released a new game in two years.]

[At that moment, a girl in a pale green dress was walking slowly through the traffic.]

[The green seemed like a breeze, instantly clearing Zhu Lie’s mind from his worries.]

[The traffic jam didn’t seem to matter anymore.]

[He rolled down the window: "Miss, this is dangerous, please return to the sidewalk."]

[The girl wrinkled her eyebrows at him, then smiled again.]

[You look really unwell, is something bothering you?]

[The girl boldly reached out her hand, pressing it onto Zhu Lie’s forehead: "Just so happens my luck has been great recently, let me share some with you."]

[The soft and cold palm touched his forehead, and although Zhu Lie wanted to be cautious, he couldn’t help but feel his brows relaxing.]

[The next moment, the girl withdrew her hand, quickly returning to the barriers — "The police are coming, I need to escape first."]

[Zhu Lie sat dazed in the driver’s seat, his gaze fixed on the rearview mirror, refusing to move until the congested traffic slowly began to flow again, and the driver behind him had already started honking impatiently.]

...

"Beep— beep—"

A sound came from outside the car window.

The next moment, Zhu Lie suddenly snapped back to reality, and the screen in front of him had returned to the Bluetooth page, as if everything earlier was just an illusion.

Outside the car window, the vehicle slowly started moving, and the car behind, having waited impatiently, was honking to notify.

Zhu Lie’s face turned pale, his forehead covered in a cold sweat.

He hazily thought—

What the hell was that?

The car moved only a bit before getting stuck in traffic again, and with his unsettled mind, Zhu Lie took out his phone.

——The history news record had a notification from three hours ago, but he was too overjoyed to notice it.

[Deep Blue Company to release the large-scale online game ’Wine Sword Immortal’...]

A gust of cold air from the air conditioner swept over, and Zhu Lie instinctively shivered, then frantically kept pressing back and forth on the console, trying to retrieve the previous story.

He thought—

Have I gone crazy?

...

Meanwhile, Qin Manman was also furious.

On a midsummer evening, the leftover heat was particularly terrifying, the ground steaming hot, and the leaves drooping languidly without spirit.

She stood under the street trees beside the road, her face inexplicably ugly.

——Lately, nothing has been going right.

She put in so much effort, wasting so much time, even having to humor someone like Lu Ran, who would only work as an employee in the future...

But in the end, the result was not what she wanted.

It’s all the fault of that spoiler!

And Lu Ran, don’t know what madness hit him, changing the name of the paper returned for revision on the night after the competition!

Even went to report the mistake to the professor and called Hu Sisi, claiming he wanted to solemnly apologize...

This action left Qin Manman’s whole summer as worthless as water down the drain!

How could Qin Manman not be angry, not take risks!