Chen Zhao was busy in his office.
On the computer screen, a pair of hands held an assault rifle and charged forward at full speed. Someone would occasionally dart out ahead, and Chen Zhao would accurately shoot them in the head before continuing onward without pause. Before long, he had stormed into the enemy camp.
That was right, he was busy playing a game.
At Chen Zhao's level, there were very few trivial matters that required his attention. His main job was deciding the company's overall direction. But the direction was clear now: sell robots first, then explore the seabed. So Chen Zhao had nothing to do and played games to kill time.
After playing for a while, the game became lively:
"Holy shit, is Number One a goddamn hacker?"
"That instant sniping makes no sense!"
"Number One has to be some big-shot using cheats, right?"
"Number One is insane. I'm about to play this game on my knees."
Those were messages from his teammates. They were relatively friendly and at least hadn't started swearing at him.
The enemy team's insults were far nastier:
"Is Number One on the other side cheating? Reported! What the hell is that thing!"
"Is cheating in a game fun? Huh? Piece of shit!"
"I'm gonna puke! What the hell is that Number One on the other side? I got headshotted before I even saw him! Once or twice would be understandable, but what's with seven or eight times?"
Chen Zhao smiled.
You foolish mortals!
How could you possibly know how powerful a true god was?
I hadn't even gone all out yet!
He hadn't played games in a long time. Occasionally crushing some noobs was pretty fun.
After finishing one round, just as he was about to queue for a second, someone knocked urgently