Mr. Comming had lost count of how long it had been since he had slept a full night, and he hadn't seemed to get up from his computer desk much since he got home last Friday night. Many of the fragments of life in the middle seem to have been erased from his brain, and he can't even remember what he ate yesterday and what time he slept last night.

He only remembered that it should have been yesterday at noon or afternoon, or maybe in the evening, You Yu suddenly sent him a string of numbers. After getting the string of numbers, he didn't even ask what that thing was for, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, and directly entered the "cheating recharge input box". He probably hasn't closed his eyes since.

Because the moment he saw the result of that string of numbers, he immediately reset the game that seemed to have been played for half his life back to its original state again - just because this time, the game resources were so much that he couldn't resist at all, and wanted to try how sour it would be if he started from scratch again this time.

Since six or seven o'clock last night, Kang Ming has been frantically clicking the mouse. At some point in between, he seemed to have lost his memory for about two hours, but after "waking up", he immediately picked himself up and threw his life into it.

The kind of psychological advantage that has unlimited energy and infinite game currency in his hand and crushes the game designer has further strengthened his paranoia that seems to be in the middle of a demon, and the feeling of having to penetrate this seemingly extremely mentally retarded and no fun game at all has reached the level of "revenge in the sea of blood", which is by no means understandable to normal people.

After three days of sleeplessness, Kang Ming completely lost his ability to manage his emotions.

Even if he knew that what he was pursuing was just artificially created and meaningless data, he still couldn't stop. All the time in my head, all I want is to fill in that damn data.

Even if the process of filling in the data is so boring, tedious and time-consuming, in terms of difficulty, it seems so easy, but every minute and every second, it gives him a mistake that can be completed in the "next second".

It's just "next second" and then "next second", endlessly......

But the problem is that the number of levels in the game itself is not much. Every time Kang Ming wants to give up, he can't help but continue to press the mouse a few more times, and tells himself in his heart that he has come to this point, why give up?

If you give up halfway, isn't that a surrender to this mentally retarded game?

I'm Kangming! Outstanding graduates of W Middle School! Top students who graduated from Z University! Dongfeng Group's admired senior investment advisor and probationary board member! The dream of thousands of girls! A role model for students in the city! Officially recognized as the city's outstanding youth!

How could I! Losing to a ragged, brain-dead, low-level browser game?!

Kang Ming was not convinced, so he finally gritted his teeth, relying on the infinite amount of game currency and energy, and relying on the deep insights he had formed into this game in the past three days, he was stunned that last night, all nine prop upgrade systems were upgraded to the full level.

Lacking prop upgrade parts, he keeps piling up cheating recharge resources, using unlimited game currency to fill up props from the game store by brushing probability. Items have a limited cooldown for quest items, so he keeps stacking more items......

For three or four hours, he was stunned to brush out three sets of props that produced all the task items. Then, relying on these props, it only took him half an hour to clear all the main quests easily.

Half-hour! It only took half an hour!

It turns out that as long as there are enough resources, this broken game can be done in half an hour!

The moment he cleared the customs, Kang Ming was extremely excited, and he screamed three times in the study at night.

But after shouting, his whole person immediately withered again.

After an extremely brief period of excitement, even though that refreshing interface had undoubtedly soothed his near-collapsed mind and healed the mental trauma caused by his severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, he still only felt empty in his heart.

It took so much time and effort, but it was just a meaningless job.

There's no sense of accomplishment, let alone any fun......

He stared at the screen, empty, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, as if life had lost its meaning.

But just as he was about to turn off the computer and take a good rest, a red dot suddenly popped up on his screen.

Kang Ming suddenly realized that he still had a quest to do......

He's done it twice, and each time he's almost on the verge of clearing, but he's repeatedly reset a copy of the game's data at the moment before he cleared it......

"Grass mud horse!" Kang Ming's sluggish spirit suddenly perked up, and he almost didn't hesitate to start the task of this "last level" again, and the desire to break through the game also returned to his body.

From night to day, he forgot to sleep and eat, he didn't sleep, he didn't even know when You Yu fell asleep, let alone when she got up and went out. It wasn't until around eight o'clock this morning that he suddenly received a call from the group, and he suddenly woke up from that inextricable state.

But even so, when he came out of the house in embarrassment and rushed to the side of the group, he was still calculating in his mind how much the game progress of the dungeon would be slowed down if he worked outside for more than two hours......

Cumming was in pain and couldn't get rid of it, and it felt like it was-

"Opium! Spiritual opium! Kang Ming pointed at Liang Xin and shouted loudly, but people couldn't tell whether he was scolding or praising him. He hadn't slept well for hundreds of hours, and his brain at this time was almost short-circuited.

Even though he had tried his best, he still couldn't control his emotions and spirit.

In the large conference room on the 16th floor of the headquarters of Dongfeng Investment Group, dozens of old men looked at him with strange eyes. Some people have even remembered the scene of a certain corporate executive going crazy on a similar occasion a few years ago.

"Mr. Kang, calm down." Li Yongke couldn't help but remind again.

Teng Zengsui even wanted Li Yongke to call the security guards in.

Fortunately, at this moment, Kang Ming sat back by himself, and the whole person seemed to be deflated, and his eyes instantly lost his perennial pride from the sky.

"Thank you Mr. Kang for our dedication, it is not easy to fall into the devil." Liang Xin stood on the stage, smiled and clapped his hands.

Below the stage, there were also a few sporadic applause.

Kang Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head, finally coming out of that damn demonic daze.

On the stage, Liang Xin suddenly quit the PPT, opened the classmate network, and logged on to an account in the background, while saying, "Let's take a look at how much money Mr. Kang has spent on this game in theory in the past few days." Hmmm......"

"Spend money?" Kang Ming looked up blankly.

Everyone in the audience looked at the projection screen behind Liang Xin seriously.

Liang Xin moved the mouse, called up the data, and said lightly: "Mr. Kang started at 4:46 yesterday afternoon, and filled the first point card with a market price of 368 yuan...... Then, ten minutes later, a second one was recharged, and until 10:03 p.m. last night, he had recharged two thousand and fourteen times. Then there was a pause for about half an hour, and since half past ten last night, he has recharged twelve more times, for a total of one thousand and twenty-six times, and we will calculate ......"

As he spoke, he pulled up a calculator.

On the screen, Liang Xin pressed the button unhurriedly: 368*1026=377568......

"Three hundred and seventy thousand, seven thousand five hundred and sixty-eight yuan." Liang Xin said, "In order to quickly clear this game, Mr. Kang spent so much money in one night. Of course, this is the closed beta version, and the money here is all just pure numbers. However, if it is put into reality, I think it is still possible for users like Mr. Kang to exist, and the number is not rare. ”

The old men in the audience showed slightly surprised looks.

Teng Zengsui said lightly: "Yes, there are such people, I have heard of them." I've heard of the situation of playing games and recharging one or two million. Your game is not the most expensive. ”

"Yes." Liang Xin nodded, turned off the interface of the calculator, switched back to his PPT, and said lightly, "And let me repeat, such a game is just a means we use to attract users, and making money is just a convenient thing."

Our goal, of course, is to make a profit, but it is by no means to make money through the specific way of games, but to achieve profitability by creating a closed loop of our own business ecosystem. These two ways of making profits, in terms of magnitude and social significance, are not the same. And the lifespan of such a game will not exceed two years at most, about eighteen months, which is almost the limit. And the release time of this game, I will also put it in half a year, because the topic bonus and traffic bonus of the vegetable stealing game have not been eaten yet, and then we have to attract social attention through beauty pageants.

In short, all the efforts made by Peer.com are essentially to attract the attention of young user groups mainly college students by creating hot topics, and at the same time spread its influence to the whole society. Ten years from now, when these college students develop the habit of staying on the Internet, the main working class of society will be our main user group. And in the process, we are still cultivating a steady stream of younger new users.

The goal of the Peer Network is very simple, to serve two to three generations of Chinese netizens, I hope that this website, preferably 30 to 50 years to live, of course, in terms of the speed of change in the world, the possibility of achieving this goal is very small, but even if it is discounted?

Fifteen to twenty-five years.

If we can lead the mainstream in the Internet industry for 20 years, the profits it can bring to us will be far beyond our imagination now. I would venture to say a figure, the average annual net profit, 10 billion yuan. In 20 years, we have earned 200 billion yuan! ”

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

Liang Xin continued to say in a voice of exclamation: "This is not my nonsense, because behind this judgment is the improvement of China's overall economic strength, the leap in the productivity of the global information industry, and the expansion of the production capacity of domestic strength industries.

What we do is just to take the Internet as the form, conform to the trend of the development of the times, and take a big bite of the dividends of the development of the times before others react. We are not betting on the Internet, we are betting on the future of the country! ”

"That's a good point."

"There's a pattern to this idea."

"Didn't we say we were going to do real estate......?"

The old men in the audience nodded their heads and exchanged ears.

Only Kang Ming, in his red eyes, his gaze was glazed.

Slightly open, dumbfounded.

At this moment, there was only one thought floating in his mind: This kid has been playing games for a long time, but he is talking about the future of the country, I have been pretending to be forced for so many years, but in the end, I am thinking about how much time there is left to complete the copy.

"Woo......" Kang Ming covered his mouth, his eyes filled with tears of remorse.

I really want to kneel down for Liang Xin.

"I lost, I lost......"

(End of chapter)