Chapter 5: A Piece of the Past

When he was about to graduate from high school, Zhao Heng invited Lu Shijiao to a meal, and he wanted to confess, but he couldn't say it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info But one meal cost him a month's living expenses, and then he had no money, so he had to eat instant noodles for a month.

He didn't regret it, because he didn't eat instant noodles that month. Lu Shijiao would call him every time and eat together in the school cafeteria. It's just that he didn't have the money to pay, and he swore at that time that he would definitely pay him back in the future.

How long has it been? It's been ten years.

The sunlight spilled through the glass, spilled into the house, and sprinkled on the ground through Zhao Heng's fingers. He flipped his hands, and the shadows on the ground kept changing.

He didn't play this boring game for long, and clicked on WeChat and replied: "No." In the evening, call your colleagues from the company, we can't finish the 888 meal. ā€

If you can't finish the 888 package, you can take it away! Do you know that this is the first meal for two people in ten years! Lu Shijiao was speechless when she received this reply! What kind of emotional intelligence is this person! replied indignantly: "I will pull a cart of people at night and eat you to death!"

Is this angry? Zhao Heng smiled and lit on his phone. said with a pun: "I have a project of hundreds of millions of dollars in my hands, can I do it?" ā€

A cold and arrogant expression replied, the two of them didn't have to talk anymore, Lu Shijiao was working, of course she wouldn't have so much time to chat.

On the third floor of Shangshan Building, 888 set meals, quietly waiting for a few people to come. Looking at a few pieces of paper in his hand, it was the hundreds of millions of projects he wanted to talk about.

Several people went up to the second floor with a smile, led by Lu Shijiao, dressed in professional clothes. Wearing light makeup, with a smile on his face, he chatted happily with his friends. There was a crackling on the ground where the heels were stepping.

Lu Shijiao saw Zhao Heng, greeted him, and led the three of them to sit opposite Zhao Heng together, and Lu Shijiao naturally sat next to him. After introduction, this is Lu Shijiao's friend and colleague of the company, and several of them opened a cultural company together, specializing in art outsourcing. Everybody's an artist, everybody's a boss.

Lu Ao, Lu Shijiao's brother, knows Zhao Heng, the head of the company. There are two other people, one is named Qi Ming and the other is Zhao Zhiyao.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, the atmosphere is not deserted.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Zhao Heng said a word and left the table. Mutsu also stood up and said, "Together." The two of them walked to the corridor to the bathroom, Zhao Heng turned around and pushed Mutsu to the wall, of course, not the wall.

Without much force, he lifted Mutsu in the air, walked to the windowsill, and opened the window.

He clubbed Mutsu's head out of the window, and his voice was colder than ever, and said, "This is the third floor, although you won't die if you fall." But at least you will end up with a disability. I ask what you say. Got it? ā€

Mutsu was obviously a little confused, and mumbled twice. This image of violence did not match the image he had in mind.

"Who's asking me?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about......"

Zhao Heng's other hand was not idle, and as soon as he twisted it in Mutsu's hand, Mutsu felt that his entire arm was about to be twisted off. The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but wail.

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, I don't know who he is, he asks me for your news, and every time he says something he is interested in, it's 100,000, and I don't know anything else."

The matter of Mutsu, he also just knew, it was Xiao Heijian who heard someone inquiring about him. When the Voyage was the last to leave, it gave him access to Earth's communication channels. It's just that the huge amount of information he can't handle, so he can only rely on Xiao Hei to screen and screen.

Unfortunately, the signal source time is too short, and the other party cut off before it can start tracking. That's why he temporarily changed his mind and expanded the number of people who ate to Lu Shijiao's company.

When he first found out, he was actually very angry. Strictly speaking, he and Lu Shijiao are friends, and he and Mutsu also know each other. Mutsu sold him without asking anything.

The point is, is his information worth 100,000 yuan? He's the head of M39! Anyway, it's also a character at the level of the total scoop.

Later, after thinking about it, the anger was not so big, who is who? Why can't you sell it? 100,000 was sold, 1 was sold, and they all made money. The most important thing is to find out who inquired about him.

Zhao Heng threw Mutsu back into the passage, lit a cigarette for him, and said, "Next time, if there is a phone call, no matter what method is used, increase the call to 2 minutes, understand?" ā€

Lu Ao shook his arm, still a little painful, Zhao Heng's terrifying power just now made him a little scared, and he actually carried him from the aisle to the window. He's not skinny.

He smoked one cigarette after another and said, "I was discovered by you so soon, this matter has nothing to do with Xiaoshi, don't be angry with her." Someone pays for your message. I don't really know who it is. ā€

"Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem." Zhao Heng turned his head and went into the bathroom.

When the two of them returned to the table, they didn't mention what was happening in the hallway. It's just that Lu Shijiao still felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was not quite right.

Zhao Heng took a folder out of his bag and handed it to Mutsu. "I'm going to make a game, and I'm going to leave the art to you, and if the quality is okay, there's a lot more to do for you. Nothing that can be solved with money is a problem. ā€

Mutsu, the head of their Force Culture company, took over the folder. The four of them looked at the plan, discussed the price, and quoted a price of 500,000 yuan. In fact, this price is not high, but they are a little small, and the time is still a bit long.

Favors belong to favors, and business belongs to business.

This problem was not solved, but a solution was found. He hummed a song and stalked back to the lab.

"Sir, there is good news and bad news, which one do you listen to first?" Xiao Hei's voice remembered at the right time.

Zhao Heng patted his head and asked, "You artificial intelligence are all interested in this?" A bad news, a piece of good news? Hear the good news first. ā€

Xiao Hei has a body the size of a palm, wears small glasses, and wears a small suit. said: "The good news is that the first thing you want, the next-generation game engine, I have it for you." The results are absolutely fantastic. The bad news, though, is that you don't have much money left, and the next experiment, I'll give you a simulation, and you won't be able to figure it out. ā€

Just now I was saying that the problems that can be solved with money are not problems, and the problem of money is coming head-on. He knew that there was not much money, but the money could not support the next experiment, and he didn't expect it.

He didn't spend money.

He asked helplessly, "How much money is left in the account?" ā€

Xiao Hei's little glasses actually glowed, of course, this is a special effect he made for himself. said: "At present, there is still 1.35 million yuan, and if you want to do experiments with this money, let's play virtually." In reality, the cheapest experiments on your list are in the tens of millions. Note: The unit is in USD. ā€

When he was making a plan, he studied it, and there are only a few things in this world that make money quickly, and each of them is not so easy to touch. Finally he turned his attention to the game. The cost of this thing is small, and his advantage in this area is still relatively large.

"Do what you have to do, copy me a copy of the game engine. I'm going to get some money. ā€

The capabilities of this engine are equivalent to those of Unreal Engine 4. The functions of the engine are quite perfect, the operation has also been simplified, and most of the designs of Unreal Engine III are applied in learning and use. Domestic developers will not have too many problems with it.

Grabbing a USB flash drive, he walked out of the laboratory, and Xiao Hei continued to swim in the vast sea of data. Ding dong, with a clear sound, he took out his phone and saw that it was an email. A reply from a top game planner who has never met a talent.

Ten years ago, World of Warcraft was the ruler and the king of the online game world. It sets the standard for gaming, and all games take pride in surpassing it. It received almost all the applause, all the honors, all the praises.

And a Chinese planner, in 06, roared at this terrible ruler, and began to challenge, he and his team were sincere, worked together, and came up with a work to challenge the king in 06.

This work contains the essence of ancient Chinese culture, this work contains the enthusiasm of developers, and represents the top of independent development.

The ingenious gameplay and careful design all impress the players who come into contact with this game, and they stay up all night studying the game, making strategies and videos. Soar in the world of the game and enjoy the charm of ancient Chinese culture.

It's a pity that there was a huge problem in the operation of the work, and it didn't get the imaginary profits. When players learned of the news, they began to promote the game spontaneously. In the absence of Weibo and WeChat public accounts, this kind of promotion seems to have little effect.

They questioned on their official website why there was no publicity. They pass on the delicacy of the game by word of mouth.

The creator of World of Warcraft, Blizzard came across the game by chance.

When they were negotiating cooperation with the company, they threw out the magical concept that the same type of online game cannot be operated in the same game agency, with the aim of this work that has not yet fully grown up. They want to ban or distort the game.

In this way, this game was recast during the closed beta.

Since then, like a god falling off the altar, this work has changed its appearance, and the smell of copper has appeared, and the players who love it have finally discovered that it is no longer it, it has changed.

For this reason, nearly 1,000 players jointly sued the company and went to court with the company. A game, nearly a thousand players fought with a well-known company for this, and the results speak for themselves.

Until today, 10 years later, there are still nearly 1,000 players who have built a small post bar to tell their thoughts, tell memories, and find plausible truths.

The game is dead for 10 years.

The legend ended, and the top planner left the company in discouragement, and even left the circle.

The top planner's reply was simple. "Do you know how old I am?"

Zhao Heng replied: "Let's talk about it when we meet." ā€