Mail Delivery (In Celebration of Brother Zhao zq!)

Qin Ge was the owner of a game company.

When the gaming industry first rose to prominence, he had been one of the pigs standing in the path of the wind, raking in his first pot of gold.

Those had truly been the industry's golden years. Even crudely made Web Games had possessed astonishing money-making power.

It was said that back then, the most popular guests in bars and clubs had, for a time, changed from coal bosses to programmers and planners—because they had an absurd amount of cash flow on hand.

Then, as players' tastes grew more and more demanding, the gaming industry became increasingly difficult to work in.

The company's crudely made Web Games were being propped up by a few tycoons, while several game projects they had invested in had also gone belly-up one after another.

By now, the entire company had taken on a somewhat listless air.

And a game company couldn't exactly switch to just any other line of work. It could only keep making games!

After the concept of VR Games began to take off, Qin Ge despaired.

This was clearly the industry's rat race, with the big crocodiles entering the arena, preparing to swallow everything whole.

Develop virtual-reality games? Could a small company afford to burn that kind of money?

Yet this year, he had seen a glimmer of hope!

"Boss Qin!"

There was a knock on the office door, and a white-collar worker entered nervously. "We've tried all kinds of methods and sent out tons of emails, but the company behind that Game Isekai isn't replying at all..."

In truth, she was highly skeptical that this little game even existed.

Looking at a few forums, the praise was Heaven Flowers Falling, yet there wasn't even a single image!

"Xiao Huang, you have