First,

Xu Meng thought that Game Observer had published a new article.

But clicking on the link, it wasn't; it was just the author of the previous article posting an update.

The content of the update was indeed as the little assistant had said, a clean and decisive surrender—

[Prediction failed spectacularly!][I was wrong! I'm sorry! @Dream Building Game is awesome! @Frost Snow Project is awesome!][Tomorrow, when Frost Snow Project updates, Fire Knife will livestream an apology.]—Looking at the comments section, the official Game Observer account had also reposted Fire Knife's update, admitting their previous prediction error.

They not only retracted their previous statements and expressed their apologies, but also expressed their admiration for the courage, decisiveness, and execution of the Zhu Meng boss.

Xu Meng shook his head, not feeling any great joy of revenge.

If he hadn't taken over Zhu Meng, the company would indeed have gone bankrupt, and Game Observer's prediction wouldn't have been wrong.

Their prediction was based on the revenue difficulties of Frost Snow Project and Zhu Meng's financial difficulties.

There were no personal grudges here, nor any malicious curses.

At most, Game Observer had secretly inquired about the company's situation, which made him slightly unhappy, but it wasn't a big deal.

As for Fire Knife's apology livestream...

There was even less reason to pay attention to it.

There were already streamers and up hosts everywhere announcing that they would be livestreaming Frost Snow Project tomorrow, and they didn't need Fire Knife, a fossil who had been out of fashion for over a decade.

He replied to the little assistant with "Got it" and threw his phone aside to go to sleep.

The last night of May passed.——June 1st.

The day that would determine Zhu Meng's fate had finally arrived.

The Frost Snow Project client started automatically updating at eight o'clock in the morning, while the employees of Zhu Meng started praying to the gods early.

Some were praying to Yongzheng, who specialized in curing bugs, some were praying to Zhou Wenwang, who hand-wrote the sixty-four-bit YiJingOS operating system, and some were praying to John von Neumann and Alan Turing, the fathers of computers.

In short, they prayed to everyone they could think of.

It wasn't their fault for engaging in these mystical practices; they were genuinely uncertain.

——The construction period was too tight, and the testing time was too short.

Zhu Meng's tight financial situation also didn't allow them to continue testing slowly. At this point, besides engaging in some mystical practices to seek psychological comfort, there was no other way.

Xu Meng was different.

He didn't engage in these mystical practices.

He directly hired a stunt performance team.

The employees watched as a group of strangers carried cameras into the office, adjusted desks, replaced them with old computers, turned off the fire alarms, and laid down a layer of "carpet" made of strange material.

The boss was chatting with the leader of the group.

After chatting for a while, he took a bottle and a box of matches from the leader, as if practicing lighting a fire and splashing water on someone.

After waiting a while longer, several firefighters also walked in with fire extinguishers.

Then the boss came over and asked everyone to cooperate and sit further away.

Everyone did as he asked, puzzled.

Ten minutes later, everyone saw a man in a bloated plaid shirt walk out of the crowd, sit in front of the old computer, and start typing on the keyboard.

After typing a few times, the boss, Xu Meng, also entered the frame, pouring the unknown liquid in his hand on the man's clothes.

Then he threw away the bottle, took out a match, struck it, and threw it at the man with a flourish.

In the next second, raging flames erupted!

The office employees were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, exclaiming in alarm.

The man engulfed in flames instantly stood up, screaming "Ahhh!" as he ran wildly along the laid-out "carpet."

Everyone along the way gave way in panic.

Finally, in the horrified eyes of all the employees, he screamed and flew out of the office, rolling and disappearing into the corridor.

"1120! Call 120!"

Everyone was terrified, their legs turned to jelly, and they couldn't even speak properly.

But in reality, the moment the stuntman disappeared from the camera's view, team members waiting outside the door rushed in, each armed with a fire extinguisher, and sprayed him relentlessly.

The terrifying fire was completely extinguished within seconds.

Except for his wig, the stuntman was unharmed.

--The stuntman not only had fire-resistant gel on his skin and clothes, but also wore rainproof fire-fighting clothing and padded clothing under his plaid shirt, and fire-resistant underwear underneath. All these layers of clothing were soaked in flame retardants, providing maximum protection.

Of course, even so, it was still a highly dangerous job, and the filming time was usually very short.

Like this time, from the moment the stuntman was set on fire to the moment the flames were extinguished, it took less than 10 seconds.

Xu Meng watched the whole process and was amazed.

The performance team was very professional and quickly came over to show Xu Meng the video effects, acting as if they would burn another one on the spot if Xu Meng didn't nod.

Xu Meng looked at it, didn't find any obvious flaws, and quickly nodded.

The stuntman then began to take off his clothes one by one.

This kind of "self-immolation performance" is extremely dangerous and expensive in stunt performances.

--At least more expensive than hiring those low-level little models before.

But Xu Meng still gave the stuntman an extra bonus.

He roughly knew that the expensive quote was for the entire team, but the actor who actually performed the dangerous stunt wouldn't get much more money.

The stunt team packed up the scene and left quickly.

The firefighters who supervised the scene after reporting also left.

Only the Dream Building Game employees were left looking confused, not understanding what had happened at all.

Or rather, they roughly knew what had happened, but didn't understand why they had done it.

Xu Meng didn't explain, just told everyone to do what they were supposed to do.

Everyone was already disturbed by the update of the Frost Snow Project, and now they couldn't help but speculate wildly, waiting and chatting in small groups.

This atmosphere continued throughout the morning until the Frost Snow Project update maintenance was over. --Orange Juice, the P Station up master who was ganked by the Frost Snow Project trailer yesterday, was not one to hold grudges. He started broadcasting early today, planning to challenge it again.

Anyway, yesterday was only the first time he was banned, and it was only for 10 minutes, so it wasn't a big deal.

After the update was complete, the Frost Snow Project launcher needed to be restarted.

Orange Juice was not surprised and confirmed it casually.

The next second, a brand new launcher popped up.

The new version of the launcher had a major UI overhaul, completely different from the old version.

The old login UI was very conventional, with a static image background, plus automatically rotating news banner images, and a few text links below the banner images.

Now, the entire background of the new UI had become dynamic! A strong wind swept through, He Yin's skirt fluttered, the golden chains and jewels on Tong Que's body danced on her skin, and He Yin's snow-white thighs and Tong Que's towering breasts complemented each other, vividly before their eyes! The camera slid, and behind them, Xiao Ningxi jumped out holding flowers and pulling Bu Erxi.

Bu Erxi staggered unexpectedly, and the breasts that the front armor of the bunny girl costume could barely contain shook violently, almost making people worry that they would spill out...

The visual impact was so strong that Orange Juice subconsciously leaned back.

But the next second, he immediately leaned forward again to observe the details.

The entire launcher was full of dynamic images, with only a yellow login button in the lower right corner.

After 3 seconds, an activity image half the size of the old UI appeared on the left.

There was even a [Hide UI] option in the lower left corner.

Orange Juice decisively hid it and continued to admire.

The viewers in the live broadcast room also became excited:

"Awesome!!!"

"I declare this is the most awesome game launcher I've ever seen!"

"As expected of Zhu Meng Dairy!"

"Suddenly, I'm so hungry, what should I do?"

"Speaking of which, how did Dream Building Game do it? Can the launcher even play videos?"

"It should be an animated image effect, right?"

"Just put a hundred or so pictures and switch them in order, that should do it."

"Bullshit!" Orange Juice suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "With animation this smooth, a hundred pictures? I'll eat shit if it's less than 800!"

Amidst a barrage of "trying to get free food and drink" comments, one viewer jumped out and said, "Wanna bet? If it's less than 800, you eat shit. If it's more than 800, I'll subscribe to your channel!"

"Bet!" Orange Juice said without hesitation, as she opened her computer's storage drive to find the folder where the launcher's background images were located.

"Bro, you might not know, but I used to be somewhat of an industry insider!"