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Chapter 142 The investment was in vain

 Just after the last tube of nutrient solution was injected, Sang Ning felt an unprecedented strength, and she broke free from her restraints with just a little effort.

Her brain also became exceptionally clear, and she seemed to have regained her original soul. The power in her body was always roaring, and she must find an outlet as soon as possible.

"You bitch, die!"

Sang Ning looked at Li Juezhou with anger in her eyes, and she turned towards him and clapped her hands at him.

Facing Sang Ning's murderous attack, Li Juezhou was stunned for a moment.

His brain told him to avoid, but his body stayed in place very honestly, as if he could not eliminate his sins without receiving Sang Ning's palm.

He sat impartially on the chair, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Just when Sang Ning's palm was about to chop off his head, a dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes.

My brain felt like it was being shocked by countless electric currents, giving me a splitting headache.

After a while, the headache symptoms finally eased, and a rapid and sharp electronic ringtone sounded in my ears.

"Didi didi, there was a story loading failure and the game was forced to terminate early!"

Li Juezhou suddenly took off his helmet, breathing heavily like a nightmare, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. This was the first time he had lost his composure like this.

Looking up, I met Sang Ning’s death gaze.

It's over, Li Juezhou's heart skipped a beat.

Just as he was about to explain, he saw Sang Ning holding her helmet and looking at him coldly: "You kid, it's okay!"

Sang Ning almost said this through gritted teeth. Li Juezhou is a complete pervert in the game.

She gouged out Li Juezhou several times, and then shouted to the empty venue: "Director Qian Yang, what kind of bullshit game did you design? You were forced to instill the plot, and you have no sense of autonomy at all!"

Li Keyao took off his helmet and looked at him blankly: "Ah? Sister Sang Sang, have you finished playing the game? Nothing has appeared here yet!"

Immediately afterwards, several people who had just entered the game also took off their helmets.

Song Shi was also furious: "Director Qian, are you deliberately discriminating? I am the only one who co-authors the whole story, right?"

Sang Chuan knelt down in front of Sang Ning with a shovel, kowtowed three times in a row, and defended with a panicked look on his face: "Sister, my dear sister, I swear, my consciousness has also been controlled, please do not increase the behavior of the game characters.

To myself!"

Hu Zhi and Sang Youming also rushed over and massaged Sang Ning's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Baby girl, I swear, I am also being controlled!" Sang Youming quickly explained, wishing he could cut open his brain and show it to Sang Ning. He really had no such idea.

Hu Zhi also quickly proved her innocence: "Mom, too, even if I kill this boy Sang Chuan, I can't possibly hurt a hair on your head!"

Sang Chuan: "..."

My biological mother, I really thank you.

Sang Ning leaned over and grabbed Sang Chuan's arm, pulling him up hard: "Are you bowing to the dead? I'm not dead yet, and even if I were, I wouldn't need you to salute like this!"

Then, she slapped Sang Youming's and Hu Zhi's hands away respectively, and said with a calm expression: "Dad, Mom, can you be normal? This makes me look like a family bully."

Sang Youming and Hu Zhi didn't dare to say anything, but they were thinking silently in their hearts, isn't it like this?

Sang Ning was suffering from a heart attack. Playing a game made her feel all the cowardice she had never experienced in her life.

She held the helmet and walked forward slowly. When she reached Chu Tian, ​​she handed the helmet to him: "Mr. Chu, the experience of this crappy game is so bad. I suggest you invest more money to help Director Qian Yang."

Let’s engage in stadium construction.”

Chu Tian was forced to take the helmet handed over by Sang Ning, and at the same time felt her full anger.

Thinking that he was the professor who injected her with twenty tubes of nutrient solution before the game ended, Chu Tian felt inexplicably guilty.

He was unjustly accused, and he didn’t even realize it!

After Shen Yi took off his helmet, he also had a headache. He was afraid that the boat of his friendship with Sang Ning would capsize like this.

Chu Xi was the only one in the audience who was proud of her world. She covered her face with a helmet and couldn't help laughing when she recalled the scene of abusing Sang Ning in the game.

The design of this game is simply too wonderful. In reality, she can't beat Sang Ning. In the game, she can't be tortured to death to vent her anger?

Qian Yang, who had been manipulating the equipment behind the scenes, ran out at some point and hurriedly stopped Sang Ning who was about to leave the venue.

"Ms. Sang, wait a minute. I accidentally set the wrong parameters just now. Please help me. Let's do it again!"

"Thank you for the invitation. I don't want to experience the torture of being pinched in the face and shocked with electric shocks again!"

Sang Ning rejected Qian Yang mercilessly. She has not taken the initiative to seek out the habit of abuse.

This game is already unstable. What if the parameters are still wrong when I log in again?

Watching Sang Ning leave the venue, Qian Yang felt worried.

After thinking about it, he walked to Mr. Li again and asked tentatively: "Mr. Li, San Ning is gone. How about I come on the stage in person and play with you again? I guarantee that this time the game experience will be better than before."

Strong."

"Better say goodbye." With a smile on his face, Mr. Li handed the helmet to Qian Yang, with resistance written all over his body.

It seems that the holographic game is not that easy to make, and Mr. Li is already thinking about retreating in his heart, whether he should invest in this game or not.

Qian Yang could vaguely feel Mr. Li's attitude, but he still asked shamelessly: "Mr. Li, do you think this investment can be reasonable?"

Mr. Li sneered in his heart, in such a rubbish game, whoever invests will be taken advantage of.

Face always needs to be wiped out, so Mr. Li said very tactfully: "Director Qian Yang, we have a long way to go. Should we discuss the investment later?"

"That's it..." Qian Yang couldn't hide his disappointment, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Also, it is not easy for big entrepreneurs like Mr. Li to take time to conduct on-site inspections in person. How can they try games with you over and over again?

But Qian Yang still doesn’t give up. Isn’t there another investor?

So he put his eyes and hopes on Chu Tian, ​​and asked anxiously: "Mr. Chu, look..."

"Director Qian Yang, why don't you come here first today? I have other schedules." Chu Tian interrupted Qian Yang directly.

At present, holographic game technology is still immature, and blind investment will only lead to losses.

After being rejected twice in a row, Qian Yang couldn't help but sigh. It seems that the construction of AI venues is difficult!

Just as he was melancholy, he heard a deep and powerful male voice say: "Director Qian Yang, I will invest 100 billion for you, so you can develop this game."

One thousand...one thousand billion?!

Qian Yang sat up in shock while he was dying, and suddenly raised his head. His eyes were filled with joy at first, but after he saw clearly who was speaking, the light in his eyes dimmed again.

"Sir, you are just a bodyguard, don't make fun of me."

Mr. Li was so shocked that his head almost fell off. Haichuan was indeed rich, but the money did not come from the strong wind.

Is their president crazy? The holographic game technology is still immature, so no matter how much money is invested, it will be wasted.


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