Our Game Sold!

This is pure entertainment gold!

The rocket water pipe suddenly takes off, climbing higher and higher like it's carrying the audience's laughter!

'Hahahaha liftoff!'

'Water pipe: Keep acting cool and I'll send you flying!'

'So it's a manned water pipe called the Black Hand'

'WTF Black Hand hahahahaha...'

'You gotta admit: Nice moves, kid!'

'I imagined a million traps, but never thought this thing could be launched'

'The boss is just stunned hahahaha'

'This is insane hahahaha'

'If the water pipe ate the boss, I'd call it a good trick; but since it launched him, I call it a masterpiece'

'This game is too ridiculous...'

Staring at the screen full of hahas and mockery, then at the cat on the display with its innocent, smug grin.

A Yin felt his dignity was insulted.

"Fine! You've got some skill!"

A Yin gave a thumbs up, putting on a restrained look of a worthy opponent:

"That was just a warm-up. From now on, I'm getting serious!"

And getting serious!

Meant a full thirty-plus minutes!

During that time, Comrade A Yin endured a baptism of trials including but not limited to—clouds eating people, bricks slapping faces, ground collapsing, and invisible bricks hitting his head into traps.

His state went from bold boasts in the early stage, to silent brooding in the middle, to incoherent rambling in the late stage.

But!

The livestream room's atmosphere was pure joy the whole time!

Though it's a bit immoral to build happiness on others' pain.

There's no denying that watching a streamer break down is really fun.

Gifts kept coming!

And!

Aside from one or two "carry him out" comments at the very start of the game.

Throughout the entire stream, no one typed the words "carry him out" on the public screen!

In fact, when A Yin almost gave up several times, the audience even cheered him on!

'Don't give up, Jinmen's Finest! You can do it!'

'Keep it up boss! You've got this hahahahahahaha...'

'Bro above, you're hurting my eyes'

'Feels like the boss is about to explode in silence'

'You're late bro, that explosion phase is over, now he's almost dying in silence'

'I'm crying from laughing so hard'

'Don't switch games boss, we'll crowdfund to send you planes'

'[Just Play This: Sent a 'Super Rocket']'

'[This Monkey's Not for Sale: Sent 'Sub Card' x99]'

'Looks like the big spenders want the boss dead today (lol)'

'Hahahaha...'

'......'

......

Meanwhile.

Watching A Yin on screen, scratching his head, red-faced, struggling with the traps.

Gu Sheng, watching the stream simultaneously, grinned.

Too cruel.

In this world where game genres were extremely scarce and gameplay designs were painfully simple, releasing a game like this right off the bat was indeed pretty inhumane.

After all, before Cat Mario, there wasn't a single game in the entire gaming circle designed specifically to 'break players'.

Too evil.

But the effect was outstanding.

In just thirty minutes!

The Emotion Points in Gu Sheng's system had visibly increased to a considerable amount.

[Emotion Points: 1975]

Opening his Game Treasure Trove System, Gu Sheng roughly browsed the Emotion Points required to unlock games.

Those AAA titles were temporarily out of his reach.

Because those big productions demanded hundreds of thousands or even millions of Emotion Points.

What he mainly browsed now were games in the 5000 Emotion Points tier.

After all, he already had nearly two thousand Emotion Points; with just another half day of fermentation, getting five thousand would be a breeze.

"What should I do?" Gu Sheng murmured as he scrolled through the games.

There were quite a few games in the five-thousand range.

Gu Sheng immediately spotted the famous "Getting Over It," also known as "Swinging the Big Hammer."

But he wasn't planning to release another game of the same frustration-inducing type in a short time.

After all, the accumulation of Emotion Points included "joy, anger, sorrow, and fear"—there was no need to fixate on one game genre.

Otherwise, players would easily get aesthetic fatigue.

"Let's find a more lighthearted game."

Thinking this, Gu Sheng's gaze landed on a quirky game cover—

In the image, there were two figures, one big and one small.

The adult wore a shirt and suit, while the child was in a diaper, clearly a father and son.

However, the modeling of these two 3D characters was truly abstract.

It had that "learned 3D animation design for three years" kind of beauty.

Looking at this game, Gu Sheng nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad."

"Once I have enough Emotion Points, I'll unlock you!"

The next morning!

The rising sun shone warmly and gently.

Bright sunlight spilled through the window onto the balcony, casting onto dreamlike, light gauze curtains.

Mottled light streamed into the bedroom, falling on snow-white, jade-like smooth skin.

Elegant, silky leg lines stretched all the way to slender wrists, and a delicate pink foot playfully rested on the mottled silk quilt, trembling slightly.

The owner of that foot was sleeping soundly with her mouth slightly open, drool soaking into the pillow as she murmured softly:

"Hehe... ten thousand arrived... rebate... hehe..."

Buzz.

Buzz—

Suddenly, the vibration of her phone pierced the girl's blissful dream.

"Mmm—"

Letting out a soft moan, the girl rubbed her eyes, fumbled toward the pillow, and grabbed her phone in a daze.

Lazily opening one sleepy eye, she saw the caller's name on the screen—Sister Chuchu.

"...Hello, Sister Chuchu, what's up?"

The girl was none other than Shen Miaomiao.

Answering the call, her sleepy, milky voice sounded through the receiver.

And on the other end of the line, Senior Secretary Chu Qingzhou seemed very excited:

"CEO Shen! Wake up! Our game has been sold!"

Game... sold...

Holy crap!

The game was sold!?

Shen Miaomiao snapped awake instantly and shot up from the bed!

"How is that possible!?"

"Huh?"

On the other end, Chu Qingzhou seemed to sense the panic in Shen Miaomiao's tone and was a bit puzzled:

"Do you have some concerns?"

"Ah... no... not at all..."

Realizing her emotions were getting a bit stirred up, Shen Miaomiao quickly composed herself while reassuring her own heart.

It's fine, it's fine, Shen Miaomiao, steady!

A game selling a few copies is perfectly normal, right? After all, the price was only two yuan—not even enough to buy a bag of gummy candy.

There's bound to be one or two unlucky saps who buy the game.

And besides, since the game's price is so low, even if they find it boring, they won't bother refunding a measly couple of bucks.

Normal. No need to panic.

After this round of self-reassurance, Shen Miaomiao nodded.

Selling a copy or two—no big deal.

Even!

Be bolder!

Suppose Gu Sheng sold ten copies of the game—that's only twenty yuan!

Ten thousand minus twenty, times ten, that's still ninety-nine thousand eight hundred—the profit is still impressive!

Thinking this, Shen Miaomiao took a deep breath, and a confident smile returned to her face:

"I'm just pleasantly surprised, haha,"

"But no need to make a big deal out of it—after all, we make games to sell them, right?"

"It's a good thing that the game can sell, no matter how many, it's always good."

"Oh, and if you see Director Gu, tell him too—say that we've already taken the first step in sales, and that's a success. Even if the sales figures aren't ideal, don't get discouraged!"

Shen Miaomiao put on the air of a considerate boss, speaking cheerfully.

In reality, the little abacus in her heart was already clacking away!

But then!

Over the phone, after a brief silence, Chu Qingzhou's tone carried a hint of confusion:

"Uh... CEO Shen, I'm not quite sure I understand. What do you mean by 'even if the sales figures aren't ideal, don't get discouraged'? Did someone report the sales data to you?"

Faced with Chu Qingzhou's question, Shen Miaomiao was taken aback: "No, I guessed."

As if!

Did she even need someone to report it?!

With that crappy game, having ten suckers fall for it was already the limit, okay?!

Was she expecting it to be a blockbuster?

Was she supposed to guess it sold hundreds of copies?

But through the receiver, Chu Qingzhou paused again for a moment before speaking slowly:

"Actually, CEO Shen, the sales data for this game..."

"Might be a bit..."

"Different from what you guessed."