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Does the game "Dream World" exist in the world?

existing.

When the "Mother Planet Era" became popular, the company proposed to invest more in games, with the intention of creating the next game that could last for ten years.

"Dream World" is one of many filings.

However, if "Three Thousand Worlds", which has no name attached to it, is suddenly born, it will only be one of the company's many filings.

But who made Yuan Ziqian's game be called "Three Thousand World"? Zheng Yajun thought with a smile: This is when even God is helping me, but when he and the surname Yuan really remember.

The Internet really exploded because of this unexpected news.

Someone found information about "Dream World" from the approval of the official department in charge of the game. In a few words of inexplicable introduction, there is a surprisingly written "a super real world that has never been seen before, a place where players can experience surprises and surprises, and an ideal town for people to enjoy."

The super-real world...well, it is true that there is a system like Xiu Xian that does not exist.

Surprises and surprises... "Three Thousand Worlds" is indeed doing things every day, especially their boss, alas, it's hard to say.

An ideal town for people to enjoy... Isn't this wrong?

The crowds onlookers looked at each other suddenly: Hey, if it looks like this, everything seems to match "Three Thousand World".

Of course, there are sensible netizens who are arguing with reason-such a vague introduction, not to mention that you can match the Three Thousand Worlds, even if you can match the Mother Planet Era.

If you want to add a crime, why don't you have any trouble?

Why don't you say that the game whose core is very similar to "Three Thousand World" is called Moxuyou?

However, although these lone soldiers and brave soldiers held the truth in their hands, they were quickly defeated by well-prepared public accounts.

Public figures who have been bought off skillfully provoke the nerves of the public.

"Your whitewashing method has a logical problem. It is precisely because of the vague introduction that no one knows what the real game mode looks like.

But although the people don't know, Yuan Ziqian should know it in his heart. He was the chief engineer of the company at the time. If you dare to make this guarantee for him, it proves that he has never seen the proposal of "Dream World"? "

This is clearly a sophistry that is subordinate to sophistry. The official account has no reason to change the concept of logical preconditions and replace it with "the two games must have similarities."

But most people's thinking can't get around this threshold, so they are naturally caught in it.

Under the concerted efforts of capital, under deliberate and malicious propaganda, in a short period of time, as long as someone says something good for Yuan Ziqian, he will suffer a swarm of targeted explosions.

Especially the game fans of "Three Thousand Worlds", they are strictly guarded, as long as they dare to make a name for Yuangong, they will immediately be labeled as a "protection dog".

In this way, the public opinion scene is simply one-sided.

In addition to the flames of war, those public accounts did not forget to say two witty words to please the public. The rest of the people who eat melons like their easy-going attitude, and naturally listen to what they say.

Zheng Yajun looked at the flames of war provoked by him, with a pleasant expression, only he did not whistle and sing.

Next, public opinion will gradually turn to the direction of "resisting "Three Thousand World", resisting Yuan Ziqian, and resisting the stealers of results."

Under his control, words will soon engulf the public opinion, and Yuan Ziqian will stand up and give everyone an explanation.

Yes, Yuan Ziqian.

Zheng Yajun's purpose this time is not to expect players to consciously boycott "Three Thousand Worlds", or other netizens who choose to play "Mother Star Era" after reading these discussions.

From beginning to end, his blade was only aimed at Yuan Ziqian.

Zheng Yajun and Yuan Ziqian are too familiar. He knows the moral cleanliness and perfectionism hidden in the opponent's character, and he knows how clumsy he is. He has no knowledge but can't tell. He can only swallow this boring loss like a teapot pouring dumplings.

He wants to force Yuan Ziqian to the point where he cannot retreat, so that the person's inherently fragile and inferior soul and defense will be devastated.

Isn't that person's game pretending to be without money or money? Then this time, he was like Yuan Ziqian's intention, completely leaving him with nothing.

After no money, Yuan Ziqian won't even get fame.

Zheng Yajun is almost certain that with Yuan Ziqian’s character, he suffered such devastating blows one after another-after losing "Mother Star Era", then "Three Thousand Worlds", losing money, status and reputation, his The only way a weak mind can think of is death.

As long as Yuan Ziqian died, Zheng Yajun would feel relieved.

...

Just like Zheng Yajun's initial thoughts, what is important is never the truth.

What really matters is what the masses are willing to believe.

Zheng Yajun doesn't care how Yuan Ziqian's game is made, because the masses actually don't care.

The reason why rumors prevail is because people naturally like more legendary and sensational claims. So there is no need to worry about what the truth is, and there is no need to consider whether the rumors will be separated.

Zheng Yajun only considers the persuasiveness of the rumors he has released to onlookers.

Up to now, he and Yuan Ziqian have no possibility of cooperating anymore, and Yuan Ziqian does not have the slightest use value to him, it is just a tumor in Zheng Yajun's life to be cured.

So he doesn't care about how Yuan Ziqian made "Three Thousand Worlds" which is popular all over the Internet.

Whether it’s Yuan Ziqian, who has been doing two games in a two-pronged way in the past few years, suddenly an alien descended from the sky, claiming that Yuan Ziqian has a unique bone, so he must give him a game to play. Fortunately, even Yuan Ziqian really has dirty hands and feet and stole the company's materials and ideas...

If Yuan Ziqian really has any unique secrets, then I very much hope that he can keep it secret. Zheng Yajun thought with a sneer.

At this time, he is sitting in a wide ergonomic chair. His office is located on the top floor of the company's flying island building. If you look down from the transparent misty liquid flow window, you can see the entire flying island. All at a glance.

Zheng Yajun stood high on everyone's heads, feeling the long-lost sense of success, which made him feel like he was an ancient emperor.

The last time he gave birth to such self-satisfaction above everyone else seems to be because of Yuan Ziqian.

At that time, he brought Yuan Ziqian back to his subordinates with "dreams", "games", "our world" and other rhetoric. He sold "Mother Star Era" for a good price and cut Yuan Ziqian's shares. To almost nothing.

Yuan Ziqian is still ignorant of the change of power. He is happily compiling his game world downstairs, as diligent as a cow.

A cow who is tirelessly exhausted for the money figures in Zheng Yajun's account.

At that time, Zheng Yajun was so proud, it was almost the same as today.

He discovered early on that he could deprive Yuan Ziqian of a turbulent and distorted pleasure.

Yuan Ziqian is a genius, an innocent child, and an ideally flawless figure. An existence like him can be trampled on the soles of the feet, squeezed, deceived, and used ignorantly...

The strong sense of contrast is undoubtedly breeding the evil of human nature, and the evil thoughts that have grown crazily like being indulged have brought Zheng Yajun a bizarre joy that is almost exhilarating.

Leaving a huge footprint on the immaculate snow, tearing a piece of beautifully patterned weaving silk, disturbing a box of neatly arranged beads, using a pen to draw your name on a newly bought book... …

Destroying perfection and order will bring happiness.

Zheng Yajun hates Yuan Ziqian's excessive innocence, hates him always chanting those "ideals" with shining eyes, hates him emitting a different smell from his soul...but he doesn't hate Yuan Ziqian's pain expression.

He squinted his eyes, remembering the incredible expression Yuan Ziqian had when he was expelled from the company last time, imagining that this person might be stunned by successive blows, and a drunken sorcerer rose in his heart.

Cut off the lion king’s head, snap off the eagle’s wings, smear the saint’s white and flawless reputation, and—

Zheng Yajun thought happily: I personally destroyed a genius.

What a beautiful counterattack, and what a pleasant afternoon.

If there is no communicator sound that suddenly comes to mind, everything will be more perfect.

Zheng Yajun frowned and cut through the short message. There was only one address attached to the message and a simple request: What do you think of the next step?

He clicked on the website, authorized his portrait projection, and jumped directly to Yuan Ziqian's homepage in the next second.

Before Zheng Yajun frowned because of his subconscious disgust, the scene before him made his eyes wide open.

It was a live broadcast... the picture was like a myth.

Interstellar technology has evolved to be able to level mountains and fill the sea, but as we all know, all dramatic changes involving nature require a lot of energy and funds.

Even in the game world of holographic projection, all this becomes extremely easy, but behind the scenes of the game, between the producer and the material, programming, characters, and game planning settings, it will inevitably experience a long and hard battle.

But this one that appeared in front of Zheng Yajun now...what Yuan Ziqian was doing...

In this holographic live broadcast, everyone was projected into Yuan Ziqian's live broadcast room, and it was clear that the other party did not do anything.

Yuan Gong gently raised his hand, and the temples and halls rose from the ground; his palm pressed down, and the ground opened a step downward.

With the movement of his fingers, the small river twists and turns into the pre-reserved canal in the building. In the clear water where fish can be seen, it quickly attracts prey birds...

Oh my God, how can holographic images be made so fast, so lifelike, and so neatly for the first time?

Is it a miracle? Even the word genius is not enough to sum up the shock this scene brought them.

Or maybe, just like those magnificent and dreamy game stories blooming in Yuangong's mind, he really is so blessed by the heavens, is he a person who has been granted by the gods?

Seeing a magnificent palace no different from the Suzaku Palace in "Three Thousand Worlds" took shape, someone subconsciously glanced at the timing at his terminal.

From Yuan Ziqian's hands-on setting, to the realization of the material, it took only three minutes.

three minutes……

Everyone swallowed subconsciously, their eyes filled with dullness.

If such important materials as Suzaku Palace can be completed in only three minutes, then building a game world in seven days is not an unattainable myth, right?

Yuan Ziqian smiled, with joy and pride in the corner of his eyes, opened his hands to the audience in the live broadcast room, and said clearly and concisely: "Welcome everyone to Three Thousand Worlds. This is a big dream of mine, but It also belongs to you."

I don't know who started from, there was a sudden applause in the live broadcast room.

The props fireworks set off a beautiful background on Yuan Ziqian’s head one by one. After a subtitle fireworks, everyone used the same line of text to celebrate——

"The father of real simulation!"

"The father of real simulation!"

"The father of real simulation!"

No one knew that this "novice father" was stumbling and talking in his mind at this time, and he was very sorry to hear his tone.

"Mr. Luo, how can you let me say that'Three Thousand Worlds' is a big dream of mine? This is clearly yours..."

Another voice in his mind smiled leisurely: "Naturally I want you to say that. I think you like this game so much, don't you even want to call it a dream?"

Yuan Ziqian was anxious immediately: "No, how could it be, I naturally..."

Luo Jiujiang comforted him unhurriedly: "In fact, let alone the vague reference of'a dream', I don't mind if you claim that you are the producer of this game. But you can't Say you are the'father of three thousand worlds'."

After a short pause, Luo Jiujiang's tone became narrow and narrow: "You can only say that you are the'Mazu of the Three Thousand World'."

Yuan Ziqian: "..."

Just when he finally realized Luo Jiujiang's subtle mood all along, the turmoil that suddenly rose in the live broadcast room attracted his attention and freed him from the current cramps.

Yuan Ziqian looked towards the center of the sound, which is not far away, and immediately held his breath in surprise.

Several spectators surrounded a projection group and laughed at him without fear of the excitement: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Zheng from "Mother Star Era"? Why are you here?"

"What's the matter, you also came to watch the miracle?"

"Hahaha or are you buying shares again, intending to increase investment and reduce Yuangong shares? You listen to my persuasion, don't do it-a person's life is wicked, that is quantitative."

"Mr. Zheng answered me a question, do you especially want to see "Three Thousand World" go bankrupt?"

Zheng Yajun was surrounded by a few of them, and couldn't get rid of a few people and entered the downline zone for a while. Seeing more and more crowds onlookers, Zheng Yajun was really ashamed.

Especially when Yuan Ziqian looked over in astonishment and asked "Why are you here?", regardless of whether the person in front of him was deliberate, Zheng Yajun wanted to find a place to sew in.