Travel: Guangzhou Arc (Twenty-Two): Press △ to Launch an All-Out Attack

Solon Lee, whose real name is Li Songlun and nickname is Muscle Jinlun, is the chief person in charge of "Wuthering Waves" and its sister game "Punishing: Gray Raven".

Looking back, he even dressed up as a woman to gain attention when promoting Punishing: Gray Raven, and personally stood up to accept criticism and blame from players when the game made serious operational mistakes. Now, he and his team have grown into figures who can stand on the TGA podium and receive cheers from players.

(So where can I get a photoshoot of Muscle Jinlun?)

Back to the present, the KG Carnival is in full swing, and Songlun, as the head of KG Games, naturally wouldn't be absent from such a grand event.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, a white short-sleeved shirt, dark trousers, and sneakers, he doesn't look like a CEO at all, but rather like a fresh-faced college student.

He was currently in the outer area of KG Carnival main stage, watching the players below the stage interact warmly with the voice actors and singers on stage. His lips curled up slightly, and he nodded his head from time to time.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Songlun?"

"Um?"

Songlun turned his head and saw a man of about twenty years old walking towards him with a big smile.

"It's me, is there a problem?" Songlun asked in Mandarin with a slight Cantonese accent.

"Nothing much, just came over to collect some photos with you, a big shot." Xiao Ling waved his phone.

"No problem."

"Then look at the camera."

With a click, Xiao Ling and Songlun took a photo together.

"To be honest, I've admired you, Brother Songlun, for a long time," Xiao Ling said, adopting the expression of a fan meeting their idol. "I thought you were incredibly handsome just from your photos, but seeing you in person makes me realize you're even more dashing!"

"You're not bad either, you have the energy and spirit of a young person." Songlun gently patted his shoulder.

After a rather dubious exchange of compliments, Xiao Ling naturally got to the point.

"Hey Brother Songlun, you've written so many angst-filled stories, aren't you afraid that one day your characters will actually break through the dimensional barrier and come after you?" Xiao Ling said half-jokingly.

"Hmm... I must say, that's a good question," Songlun nodded. "Let me think about it for a moment..."

After pondering for a moment and carefully choosing his words, Songlun slowly began to speak.

"Actually, I think that compared to the operational mistakes at the time, this kind of 'breaking the fourth wall' is nothing."

"Whether the characters will break through the dimensional barrier and come after me is still unknown, but that operational mistake really dampened the players' enthusiasm for our game."

"And think about it, if those characters really break through the dimensional barrier and see their own stories, and then want to settle scores with me, the instigator, wouldn't that just prove how well-written our story is? Even the characters themselves would want to send us razor blades after reading the plot."

"Brother Songlun, your perspective on things is truly extraordinary..." Xiao Ling exclaimed. "No wonder you're the 'Hand-cutter' who led the team to write storylines like 'Scissors Become Butterflies' and 'Voyage to the Far Star.'"

"Furthermore, no one would want their beloved players to suffer during the Lunar New Year; that's inhumane."

"Oh dear, I didn't want to give everyone a taste of Aemeath's cruelty at that time either," Songlun said, sounding rather helpless. "But the copywriting team felt they'd given away too much sweetness, and judging from the feedback we received, quite a few players were hoping for some heartbreak, so it turned out like this."

"That was great. After that part of the story, I was depressed until after the Spring Festival," Xiao Ling sneered. "Luckily, I was saved in the end."

"Right? Well, the story still has a happy ending!" Songlun laughed heartily.

"What about Dania?" Xiao Ling abruptly asked, "When do you plan to bring her back?"

"Well... let me borrow her words," Songlun smiled, "As long as we persevere long enough, the story will have a happy ending. Keep your faith, Rover, we will definitely bring her home."

"You've finally said something sensible," Xiao Ling teased.

The two stood side by side and watched the performance on the main stage for a while. Brother Songlun was enjoying himself when, for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Why do I suddenly feel a little cold?" Songlun muttered.

"Because it's time to snow." Xiao Ling revealed a meaningful smile.

"Do you remember what I just told you, Brother Songlun?"

"Wait...?! Masaka...!"

"They're here."

Just as Songlun was about to fly away on the wind, he was pressed down to the spot by two strong and powerful hands.

He looked to both sides in horror. On one side was Roccia, who had entered a state of reminiscence, and on the other side was Crimson Snow, who had entered a state of Prevision.

(How did you manage to open the Prevision if you didn't agree to Crimson Snow's request?)

"No wonder that rebellious disciple described you as a ' Lament '," Roccia sneered. "What she just said certainly didn't sound like something a human would say."

"Come on, choose the way you want to die." Crimson Snow drew her sword with a fierce aura.

"Uh... ladies, I think we still have a chance to discuss this..." Songlun said weakly.

"Discuss? What's there to discuss?"

Songlun was turned around by the two powerful figures of Frostfall, and his pupils dilated in shock at the scene before him.

No way?! I thought you were joking?! You're really doing this?! And that Dark Yaya you're showing off with special effects, right?! It must be special effects, right?!

"That's easy for you to say. How about I let you experience firsthand what it feels like to be banished by the Exostrider?" Dania's tone was laced with anger.

"How could they treat Yaya like this! Unforgivable!" Sigrika's eyes were also filled with anger.

"Yeah~ I really wanted to celebrate the New Year with everyone, but you locked me out of the tunnel with just a piece of paper and a pen. Whose fault is that?" Aemeath said with a dangerous smile.

"You're quite adept at orchestrating our fates, but have you ever considered that one day we, these two-dimensional characters, might jump out and confront you?" Iuno elegantly tossed her ponytail, her arm armor transforming into a crossbow, poised to fire.

"I know a few good insurance companies. Would you like me to fill out an insurance policy for you right here? That way, they'll probably reimburse a lot of your medical expenses if you have an accident," Suisui said with a sly smile. "Oh, I almost forgot, you're a current director of KG Games. You shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"Uh, am I really going to get beaten up?" Songlun tried to get away with it with a simple and honest smile.

"What do you think?" Chun's alluring voice held a chilling danger. "We came here for this very reason. You don't really think you can escape today, do you?"

"Perfect timing, I also want to test what voltage a healthy, average adult male can withstand." Morning said the most terrifying thing with the most innocent expression.

"No! Stop! Let me go!" Songlun tried to send a distress signal to Xiao Ling, "Brother! Help me! I've never even been in a relationship! I don't want to die!"

"Good luck, Brother Songlun ~" Xiao Ling shrugged helplessly. "A woman's anger is uncontrollable, even I can't stop it. You'd better pray that you have a strong enough destiny."

"Girls, go easy on him, don't really cause any harm. Just make him suffer a little. I'll excuse myself for a bit."

Xiao Ling took a few steps toward the door, then suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Songlun.

Songlun thought the other party had finally changed their mind and was going to help him out, but Hajiling just threw one sentence at him.

"Let me leave you with one last piece of advice, Brother Songlun: it wasn't me who ruined you, nor was it Wuthering Waves or Punishing; it was Blue Star Online that ruined you!"

Ignoring the thunderous noises coming from behind, Xiao Ling walked out of the exhibition hall to the door, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.

The sun shines brightly outside, the streets are bustling with people, and the flowers, plants, birds, and trees are vying for attention in their vibrant colors. Everything is still thriving and full of hope.