First Sales Remittance

When the boy encountered enemies under the effect of spells, he switched back to god form and used the Cosmic Mirror to reflect the enemy's fireballs.

The seamless switching between the three forms made the pace of battle extremely fast, with strategy cranked to the limit.

What left the deepest impression on the boy, however, was the line that appeared at the bottom of the screen every time a transformation ended.

"What have I forgotten again?"

Paired with the distant, lingering melody played by traditional instruments in the background music, an indescribable sense of fate and sorrow rushed straight at him.

Japanese players had no resistance at all to this kind of narrative tinged with flawed beauty and fatalism.

The text, carefully polished by Sega's localization team, struck their emotional sore spots with precision.

In just a few short days, discussions about Legend of Yang Jian began increasing on major BBS forums and in the readers' mailboxes of gaming magazines.

"The smoothness of the action is astonishing. The form-switching mechanic is way too creative."

"It's a 2D game, but the artifact effects are gorgeous. It squeezes the hardware completely dry."

"The story is very restrained, and the character-building for Yang Jian is really charming. At 5,800 yen, it's absolutely worth more than the price."

The fermenting word of mouth drove sales upward. The first batch of fifty thousand copies released into the Japanese market was completely consumed within two weeks, and retailers began frantically urging Sega for the second batch.

At the same time, in Fuzhou, China.

The office of Mercury Electronic Technology was wreathed in smoke.

Fu Zan had two dark circles under his eyes and was clutching the telephone receiver tightly in his hand.

The dozen or so people in the office area did not dare breathe too