Facing the submarine with 30 blood left in the last tube of blood on the screen, Zhao Nuo and Xia Xiaoling stood still, did not fire at all, but kept dodging the various attacks of the boss, and entered a strange state of "peace" for a while.

And then...... They started chatting.

"How many copies do you think our game will sell?" Xia Xiaoling whispered.

"I don't know, what do you think?" Zhao Nuo replied.

-- Now he really doesn't know whether anyone pays for a genuine domestic game in this increasingly impetuous society. In fact, this game planning seems to be a gamble.

"Mm-hmm, I don't know." Xia Xiaoling's answer was powerless, but it was in line with her usual style.

"I didn't expect you to be able to not only make zuò games, but also play games so well, you are really a genius." Zhao Nuo expressed his heartfelt admiration while letting his fighter dodge the dozens of balls of light that flew quickly.

Judging from the experience of this personal battle, Xia Xiaoling is definitely an out-and-out game genius. I'm more interested in her now.

――How far can this genius who lacks common sense go? Zhao Nuo is happy to be a witness, but ......

It's better to destroy her naïve, self-righteous delusions that she can win.

As a game maniac, Zhao Nuo belongs to the kind of "public and private" storage zài. In the game, even if the opponent is a friend or family, he will not show mercy.

Because...... It's just a game, after all.

"Bang!"

There was a small explosion on the submarine, Xia Xiaoling finally couldn't hold back and shot first, seeing that the boss's HP had dropped to 26, Zhao Nuo immediately controlled the blue fighter and rushed forward, dropping the bomb and firing two missiles at the same time.

“BOOM！”

After the final earth-shattering explosion, the submarine that had already caught fire broke into two and sank to the bottom of the sea, and the score of 2P immediately increased by as much as 50,000, and then a prompt appeared on the screen to pass the level:

“VICTORY！”

"I won." Zhao Nuo made a V-shaped gesture to Xia Xiaoling.

"Well, let's go play something else, it's not interesting." Xia Xiaoling stood up as she spoke, put the remaining game coins on the machine into her pocket, and then easily lifted the black suitcase.

“…… Didn't you want to play anymore, so you deliberately lost to me? Zhao Nuo stared helplessly at the girl's back.

Sure enough, it is still the Xia Xiaoling I am familiar with, and she is extremely off-line as always, but such a guy is not annoying.

"I really can't beat you, Zhao Nuo is too strong." Xia Xiaoling calmly admitted her defeat, and she still had her usual silly smile on her face.

Then, she raised her hand and pointed to the "King of Fighters 13" machine in front of her: "Let's go play that." ”

Accompanying Xia Xiaoling to play a few more games, seeing that the time was close to ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Nuo asked, "You should also go home, right?" ”

"Yes, yes." Xia Xiaoling is still as obedient as usual.

drove the girl home, and Zhao Nuo washed up and went to bed immediately after returning home, directly ignoring Christine, who was still playing "Battlefield".

Lying on the bed, he began to think about his next steps.

――Due to the wrong clues provided by Zhou Yan before, the identity of the traitor cannot be found out for the time being. So I can only ask the planning team to continue to monitor it first, and once it is found that it is leaked again, just ask a legendary hacker to block the website.

Luckily, since the first block, the full version of the game's assets has not reappeared online.

When I go to work on Monday, I can go to the company again to investigate and see if there are any new clues. As for what to do tomorrow......

It's time to make some real extra money.

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ON SATURDAY AFTERNOON, ZHAO NUO DROVE THE DODGE CHARGER TO THE "YOUTH RUNWAY" IN DONGCHENG DISTRICT.

Although the name sounds like some kind of athletics field, the Youth Runway is actually an airport plan that was abandoned a long time ago.

In the year Zhao Nuo was born, the small city had planned to build an airport, but the plan was shelved due to lack of funds, but one of the runways had already been built. Since it is in the suburbs and does not occupy any important land, the runway has been left until now.

For straight-line racing, the track full of curves at the North City Circuit is completely unsuitable, and the "Youth Runway", which can allow planes to take off and land, is the first choice.

Parking the car in the open space next to it, Zhao Nuo walked into the runway quickly, and what caught his eye was the long straight runway that had been renovated at some point, as well as the temporary stage and big signboard next to it:

"Racing legends, wild straight line racing."

At this time, many people had gathered on the track, divided into several small circles and chatting, among which there were many racers wearing colorful driver uniforms and helmets.

Against the backdrop of these professional-looking guys, Zhao Nuo felt that he was a bit like a host or something, and he looked around and finally found Ronald in the corner. Yang's figure.

"Viper, you're here! Come on, come on! ”

The two men spotted each other almost at the same time, and the racer, who had just returned from Canada, waved at Zhao Nuo.

After walking over quickly, Zhao Nuo saw a lot of people in white clothes and blue hats standing next to him, who should be repairmen of the convoy or something, as well as a few middle-aged white people in suits and leather shoes, looking at him with a stern expression.

"This kid is too young, can he do it? Are you sure you're not looking for the wrong person? One of the middle-aged men said in English to Ronald . Yang asked, and at the same time glanced at Zhao Nuo.

Ronald. Before Yang could speak, Zhao Nuo had already spoken in standard English:

"If you don't think I'm a good fit, you can go to another driver, I won't care."

“……”

As if they didn't realize that Zhao Nuo understood English, the middle-aged people were stunned for a moment, and then the person who spoke just now spoke again, with a momentum of ambition in his voice:

"I'll just put it bluntly, our team's goal is only to win the championship, and it is not tolerated to get any other term, even if it is the runner-up."

"What a coincidence, we're all on the same page." Zhao Nuo smiled.

Hearing this, several middle-aged people walked to the side and whispered an exchange of opinions. Yang gave Zhao Nuo a thumbs up and bared his teeth to show a bright smile.

However, at this time, Zhao Nuo was not in the mood to pay attention to the communication of the team leaders, because he found an unexpected audience.

"Lin Shuang? Why are you here, okay? ”

I didn't find it just now, but when those guys got out of the way, Zhao Nuo found that a wheelchair was parked less than five meters away from him, and the tall figure in the wheelchair full of bandages and wearing a hospital gown was the "drag racing queen" who was still recuperating in the hospital.

"How could I not watch this kind of game." Lin Shuang said with a smile.

"But doesn't the game start tomorrow?" Zhao Nuo asked.

"The schedule has changed, it has started tonight, and now it's test time." Ronald. Yang was caught off guard by the facts.

"What are you kidding? I need time to get used to high-speed racing......"

Before Zhao Nuo could finish speaking, he heard the shrill sound of jet engines coming from the runway next to him, as if a plane was taking off and landing.

"It's okay, I'm sure you can." Ronald. Yang said. R1152