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Chapter 976: One boss became a spirit (23)

 Because the previous stall was too big, several shareholders were in bad luck.

Not only did he lose all his money, he even owed the bank and employees a lot of money.

In the end, I had to declare bankruptcy and return to the original small studio, hoping to have a chance to make a comeback.

Although money comes quickly in the gaming industry, by the time they develop the next profitable game, it will probably be many years later.

Jin Qing was sitting happily in her system space at this time, groping for the gold in front of her. These yellow and orange golds were so beautiful. They were all typed out by her hard work! .??.

But having said that, the money in the game is really easy to make.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing said to 707 next to him, "Next time I have a chance, find a game world for me!" The key is that the money comes in too fast.

707 "" Destroyed a game by itself, it is crazy to find another game world for Jin Qing.

Thinking of the powerful destructive power of the host, 707 couldn't help but shudder. "Host, do you want to watch the mission plot." It always felt that there was something wrong with the boss in the previous world.

Who would have thought that Jin Qing just waved his hand to it and said, "Watch it yourself!" The task has been completed. What's the point of watching the plot? Don't bother me with my money.

Seeing Jin Qing's disinterest, 707 didn't force it. He just clicked on the task and started reading it alone.

It turns out that the protagonist of the mission is not the dark princess, but a person, a frail boy.

The reason why I say he was a boy is because he was just twenty-four years old when he died.

His name is Mou Xing, and he planned this game.

No one can imagine how much energy an otaku has.

Perhaps the most terrifying thing in the world is the persistence of time.

Mou Xing is an otaku who likes to think very much. He has a serious heart disease.

For this reason, he has been restricted from running, jumping, getting too excited, and even going out to school since he was a child.

Fortunately, Mou Xing's family conditions were very good, so he invited teachers to his home for classes, which did not delay his studies.

The most exciting thing Mou Xing has ever done is to play games with his father. Watching the characters jumping up and down in the game, Mou Xing can often put himself into the game.

He imagined that one day he would be able to live as healthy and brave as these game characters.

But such a situation is basically impossible. After leaving the game, he is still a poor guy who may get sick even if he takes two steps.

When Mou Xing was sixteen, his parents died in a car accident and left him a large inheritance.

Mou Xing, who was severely mentally stimulated, almost had a heart attack. Fortunately, the nanny beside him found out in time and saved his life.

After losing his parents, Mou Xing became even more obsessed with the only thing he had left, games.

He even began to crazily study the data codes of the game, apprenticed to teachers everywhere, and wanted to develop and produce a game by himself.

At the same time, he also opened a studio and recruited several like-minded rookies from top universities to specifically cooperate with him in making games.

Mou Xing's troubles lasted for years.

From the age of sixteen to twenty-four, Mou Xing devoted himself entirely to games, which actually led him to produce a set of game source codes.

But Mou Xing didn't notice that while he was ecstatic about the new game that was about to be completed, the eyes of several other people had changed.

The big stone that had been weighing on his heart for a long time fell to the ground, and Mou Xing just wanted to take a good rest.

Mou Xing is the oldest among these people and has been with them for so many years. Mou Xing also trusts and respects these people very much.

Therefore, he handed over the source code and operation of the new game to the people around him.

Mou Xing felt like his heart was going to jump out when he thought that countless people would be amazed by his game.

In order to prevent himself from getting too excited when the game was released, Mou Xing found himself a well-equipped nursing home and moved in directly.

Now, he just wants to be a happy homebody.

But who would have expected that Mou Xing waited until the end, and even though the game was released, it caused a sensation in the gaming industry as he had hoped.

But in the list of producers, Mou Xing's name is not at all.

Even the name of the game studio is not the one founded by Mou Xing.

Mou Xing was so excited that he almost threw himself over on the spot. Fortunately, the nursing home where he lived was reliable and rescued him in time, which saved his life.

After learning that he could get out of bed, Mou Xing immediately ran back to his studio. He had to know what happened.

But who would have thought that the studio, which was always bustling with activity, would now be empty of people, only the cold computers.

Mou Xing hurriedly called his former colleagues, but their phones were all turned off.

I finally got through the phone call of a colleague's girlfriend, but I only got the other person's sincere persuasion, "Xiao Xing, don't bother me. We have been coaxing you to play these years because you are not in good health. You need to be sensible."

The game is the hard work of all of us, and it is now recognized by the market, which is naturally the credit of all of us. Of course, considering your contribution to our studio before, we will also pay you dividends in the future."

Mou Xing was stunned by this man's shameless words. He just felt his head buzzing. He yelled into the phone with all his strength, "I have evidence to prove that I invented the source code independently. Just wait."

I will sue you!"

Hearing what Mou Xing said about prosecution, the man on the other side of the phone obviously stagnated in breathing, and then asked Mou Xing cautiously, "Xiao Xing, where are you now? I'll go find you. You probably don't want to ruin the game, right?"

After hearing the game, Mou Xing softened his heart. This was not only his spiritual sustenance and reliance, but also the only thing in his life that was born. So after thinking twice, he gave the other party his address.

A few days later, the cleaning lady came to the studio to look for Mou Xing, only to find that he had died in front of the computer, and the images on the computer were the games produced by Mou Xing.

After diagnosis, Mou Xing died of a heart attack.

But only Mou Xing himself and those who carried out the attack knew that he was deliberately stimulated and induced a heart attack, and then he died while being watched alive.

From then on, Mou Xing's soul was trapped in the game and could never get out.

The few people who robbed his game actually didn't like the game. Their purpose was just to get money.

Seeing that the direction of the game was going further and further away from what he had imagined, Mou Xing's depression and anger could no longer be described in words.

In the end, with full of despair, he chose to ask the taskmaster for help. Because the previous stall was too big, several shareholders were in bad luck.

Not only did he lose all his money, he even owed the bank and employees a lot of money.

In the end, I had to declare bankruptcy and return to the original small studio, hoping to have a chance to make a comeback.

Although money comes quickly in the gaming industry, by the time they develop the next profitable game, it will probably be many years later.

Jin Qing was sitting happily in her system space at this time, groping for the gold in front of her. These yellow and orange golds were so beautiful. They were all made by her hard work!

But having said that, the money in the game is really easy to make.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing said to 707 next to him, "Next time I have a chance, find a game world for me!" The key is that the money comes in too fast.

707 "" Destroyed a game by itself, it is crazy to find another game world for Jin Qing.

Thinking of the powerful destructive power of the host, 707 couldn't help but shudder. "Host, do you want to watch the mission plot." It always felt that there was something wrong with the boss in the previous world.

Who would have thought that Jin Qing just waved his hand to it and said, "Watch it yourself!" The task has been completed. What's the point of watching the plot? Don't bother me with my money.

Seeing Jin Qing's disinterest, 707 didn't force it. He just clicked on the task and started reading it alone.

It turns out that the protagonist of the mission is not the dark princess, but a person, a frail boy.

The reason why I say he was a boy is because he was just twenty-four years old when he died.

His name is Mou Xing, and he planned this game.

No one can imagine how much energy an otaku has.

Perhaps the most terrifying thing in the world is the persistence of time.

Mou Xing is an otaku who likes to think very much. He has a serious heart disease.

For this reason, he has been restricted from running, jumping, getting too excited, and even going out to school since he was a child.

Fortunately, Mou Xing's family conditions were very good, so he invited teachers to his home for classes, which did not delay his studies.

The most exciting thing Mou Xing has ever done is to play games with his father. Watching the characters jumping up and down in the game, Mou Xing can often put himself into the game.

He imagined that one day he would be able to live as healthy and brave as these game characters.

But such a situation is basically impossible. After leaving the game, he is still a poor guy who may get sick even if he takes two steps.

When Mou Xing was sixteen, his parents died in a car accident and left him a large inheritance.

Mou Xing, who was severely mentally stimulated, almost had a heart attack. Fortunately, the nanny beside him found out in time and saved his life.

After losing his parents, Mou Xing became even more obsessed with the only thing he had left, games.

He even began to crazily study the data codes of the game, apprenticed to teachers everywhere, and wanted to develop and produce a game by himself.

At the same time, he also opened a studio and recruited several like-minded rookies from top universities to specifically cooperate with him in making games.

Mou Xing's troubles lasted for years.

From the age of sixteen to twenty-four, Mou Xing devoted himself entirely to games, which actually led him to produce a set of game source codes.

But Mou Xing didn't notice that while he was ecstatic about the new game that was about to be completed, the eyes of several other people had changed.

The big stone that had been weighing on his heart for a long time fell to the ground, and Mou Xing just wanted to take a good rest.

Mou Xing is the oldest among these people and has been with them for so many years. Mou Xing also trusts and respects these people very much.

Therefore, he handed over the source code and operation of the new game to the people around him.

Mou Xing felt like his heart was going to jump out when he thought that countless people would be amazed by his game.

In order to prevent himself from getting too excited when the game was released, Mou Xing found himself a well-equipped nursing home and moved in directly.

Now, he just wants to be a happy homebody.

But who would have expected that Mou Xing waited until the end, and even though the game was released, it caused a sensation in the gaming industry as he had hoped.

But in the list of producers, Mou Xing's name is not at all.

Even the name of the game studio is not the one founded by Mou Xing.

Mou Xing was so excited that he almost threw himself over on the spot. Fortunately, the nursing home where he lived was reliable and rescued him in time, which saved his life.

After learning that he could get out of bed, Mou Xing immediately ran back to his studio. He had to know what happened.

But who would have thought that the studio, which was always bustling with activity, would now be empty of people, only the cold computers.

Mou Xing hurriedly called his former colleagues, but their phones were all turned off.

I finally got through the phone call of a colleague's girlfriend, but I only got the other person's sincere persuasion, "Xiao Xing, don't bother me. We have been coaxing you to play these years because you are not in good health. You need to be sensible."

The game is the hard work of all of us, and it is now recognized by the market, which is naturally the credit of all of us. Of course, considering your contribution to our studio before, we will also pay you dividends in the future."

Mou Xing was stunned by this man's shameless words. He just felt his head buzzing. He yelled into the phone with all his strength, "I have evidence to prove that I invented the source code independently. Just wait."

I will sue you!"

Hearing what Mou Xing said about prosecution, the man on the other side of the phone obviously stagnated in breathing, and then asked Mou Xing cautiously, "Xiao Xing, where are you now? I'll go find you. You probably don't want to ruin the game, right?"

After hearing the game, Mou Xing softened his heart. This was not only his spiritual sustenance and reliance, but also the only thing in his life that was born. So after thinking twice, he gave the other party his address.

A few days later, the cleaning lady came to the studio to look for Mou Xing, only to find that he had died in front of the computer, and the images on the computer were the games produced by Mou Xing.

After diagnosis, Mou Xing died of a heart attack.

But only Mou Xing himself and those who carried out the attack knew that he was deliberately stimulated and induced a heart attack, and then he died while being watched alive.

From then on, Mou Xing's soul was trapped in the game and could never get out.

The few people who robbed his game actually didn't like the game. Their purpose was just to get money.

Seeing that the direction of the game was going further and further away from what he had imagined, Mou Xing's depression and anger could no longer be described in words.

In the end, full of despair, he chose to ask the missionaries for help.


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