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Zhong Shenxiu, who was playing the grandfather for the first time, was fairly conscientious.

Aside from the most cheating God-tier System, the Great Director System was merely a porter for excellent works. In reality, he was still an ordinary person.

As for the Athlete System's attribute-point boosts, each use was roughly equivalent to shaving 0.1 seconds off the hundred-meter record.

In the eyes of those in the know, that was earth-shattering.

But in the eyes of the general public, it was nothing special.

Could someone who could be killed by a single pistol be called extraordinary? Could he be called a system host?

Saying that would only embarrass the cheat ability!

"The comparison group was wiped out across the board. I should see how effective this one is..."

With that thought, Zhong Shenxiu directly turned on his computer and began designing the official game website.

Wang Ziyang was a miserable medical intern. Although he also bore the title of Doctor, he was actually in the terrifying learning phase. Not only was he busy as a dog every day, even senior nurses could look down on him.

His mentality was quite good, though. His hobby was playing games. Every day, after following the big shots on their rounds, he would find an opportunity to slack off and play on his phone while browsing various game forums.

He did not like those big-budget productions. He preferred niche, hardcore games.

Games like that often had little fame and needed to be unearthed by oneself.

Although the search could be tiring, actually finding a work one loved brought an unparalleled thrill that was unforgettable for a lifetime.

This process of panning for gold in a pile of shit required nothing but patience.

Wang Ziyang was operating his game account, "Xiao Ye Wan Ling,"