Chapter 2
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As a video game designer, Chen Mo felt like his life was perfect.
Every game he created was recorded in the history of video game development.
Wind Traveler won 'Best Visual Art', 'Best Game Design', 'Best Sound', and 'Innovative Game of the Year' at the World Game Developers Conference.
"League of Legends" was now in its seventh year, and it was still firmly at the top of the PC MMORPG market. The popularity and viewership of the S Series World Finals reached new highs.
US Apocalypse, Uncharted Sea, and GTA 5 took the world by storm, selling tens of millions of copies and breaking many records.
The VR games Outlast, Glory, and Thriller Paradise turned the VR gaming industry upside down. Countless video game designers saw them as classics and studied them over and over again.
Even the casually created Kings of Glory and Onmyoji dominated the mobile game market, and it was hard to find a worthy competitor in his lifetime.
Not to mention the tabletop gaming platform that he created in two months, he earned so much money that his hands were sore from lying down.
There was also Streetcar, fine, I've never done that before.
If there was any regret in his life, it would be the habit of daydreaming when he worked overtime. He had never been able to get rid of it.
That's right, that was all Chen Mo's imagination. He was actually the chief planner of a domestic mobile game startup company, and after working overtime for two months, he couldn't help but develop symptoms of daydreaming.
Like other game designers, he entered the industry with a dream. However, after working overtime for a few years, if he had any dreams, they had long been worn away by reality.
But even now, Chen Mo still insisted that he was a 'video game designer' and not a 'video game planner', that was probably his last stand.
Chen Mo looked at the programmer sitting next to him. The instant noodle box from last night was still on the table, his hair was a mess, and he had two huge dark circles under his eyes.
He couldn't help it, the programmer stayed up even later than he did.
Chen Mo didn't know what kind of creatures programmers were, Chen Mo felt like he would die if he stayed up for another five minutes, but the programmer could stay in a state of near death for a few months, and even after he raised the flag that he could go online after fixing the bug, he was still alive and kicking.
Sigh, they're all bitter people.
"I'm so tired, no, I need to lie down for a while."
Chen Mo didn't know if he fell down or fainted. He only felt his vision go black and he lost consciousness.
White Night didn't know if he was hallucinating, but he heard a voice in his dream.
"Game loading."
"Main objective: To become the greatest video game designer in the parallel world."
"Side objective 1: More than 2 billion monthly income in a single game."
"Side objective 2: Have more than 100 million monthly active players in a single game."
"Side goal three: Develop games that involve PC, mobile, and VR platforms, and have a masterpiece on each platform."
"Side Goal 4: Enter the International Celebrity Hall of Fame and become an S-list celebrity."
"New Player Reward: None."
"Game difficulty: Highest."
"Game Guide: Closed."
"Countdown to Parallel World Switch"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
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