The next day was Monday. Chen Mo got up in the morning, washed up, put on his clothes, grabbed his bag, grabbed a sandwich and left the house. He still had classes today.
He was now a second-year computer science student at the University of London, so he still had to attend classes. Otherwise, his mother, Lena Devonshire, would kill him. In his memory, his mother had to work two jobs in order to pay for his education. She didn't even have the time to have a boyfriend.
Although Chen Mo wasn't Lena's son, he had completely accepted all of William Devonshire's memories and emotions. The two of them had completely merged. His feelings for his mother hadn't changed at all. Instead, he admired and appreciated Lena from the bottom of his heart.
He was now William Devonshire, and also Chen Mo. He didn't want to see Lena sad. Besides, he could only stay in school and learn. There were too many technologies in his head that he didn't understand. He could still ask the professors or go to the library to look for information. Plus, he hadn't decided what to do yet.
It was now the year 2000. Even if he knew which companies and which technologies could make money, he had no capital and no skills. He was still a poor loser. If he suddenly took out a super technology, he knew he couldn't keep it. His capital and competitors would definitely try to suppress, threaten, and buy the technology in his hands. He also didn't know if the government would catch him and dissect him.
As for magic, he didn't dare to use it in front of people. He couldn't protect himself with his current strength. Guns were still very powerful. Besides, if he wanted to be a millionaire and enjoy life, he couldn't be an enemy of the government and society. It was better to keep a low profile and develop.
He didn't study magic to rule the world. He couldn't rule the world. He should think about how to improve his and his mother's life.
January was the second semester of the year at the University of London. Chen Mo carried a backpack and rushed to the computer science classroom. Not long after he entered, he saw Professor Roy Stephen walking in with a cup of coffee in his hand and a few books under his arm.
In the year 2000, there was no cloud computing, no big data, and artificial intelligence was still in its infancy. What Professor William Stephen talked about was still basic to Chen Mo, who was reborn in 2019. Furthermore, Chen Mo was only in his second year of university and had fully accepted the memories of his predecessor, William. His brain was smarter than before.
Throughout the whole class, Chen Mo listened to the knowledge in the Marvel Universe System without any difficulty. When the professor finished, Chen Mo still felt a little unsatisfied.
Chen Mo still hadn't figured out how to change his current life. It couldn't be too difficult or too advanced. It would be best if it was a game. That way, it wouldn't affect him too much. No one would do anything to him because of a game.
After a day of classes, Chen Mo sat on a bench by the school's grass and stared at the grass in front of him in a daze, thinking about what he should do to earn some money.
While thinking, Chen Mo heard two female voices behind him.
One said that the zombie movie she watched yesterday was so scary that she didn't dare to sleep alone after returning to the dormitory. The other said that she was also so scared that she couldn't sleep the whole night and didn't have the energy to go to class.
Chen Mo turned his head and looked at the two hot beauties. His eyes lit up. It was still January and they dared to wear skirts. English women were really bold and unafraid of the cold. But their figures were really good. No wonder they wore short skirts.
After the beauties walked away, Chen Mo turned his head and looked at the dry grass. Suddenly, he thought of something. Damn, what am I thinking of? After thinking for a while, he looked at the grass in front of him, the trees in the distance, and the zombies in his ears.
Chen Mo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and slapped his forehead. Yes, Plants vs Zombies. I can do that.
Although Plants vs Zombies only appeared on smartphones, it shouldn't be a problem to put a game from 2008 on a desktop in the current year. At most, the pixels would be lowered. Counter Strike could be played on a local network, so it shouldn't be a problem to run a small game.
The end of the 90's was the time when standalone games were the most popular. Moreover, Europeans and Americans preferred standalone games, unlike the Chinese who loved online games.
Standalone games had a huge market in Europe and America. Eight years later, Plants vs Zombies proved the popularity of this game.
Chen Mo could totally develop a standalone version of Plants vs Zombies himself. With Chen Mo's current skill level, it might be a little difficult to develop the game, but who was he? He was someone who had the system. If he had any problems, he could directly learn from the system. He could also ask the professor or go to the library to look for information.
Chen Mo shouted happily. The surrounding people hurriedly avoided Chen Mo as if they were looking at a lunatic.
Chen Mo didn't care at all. He grabbed the bag on the chair and ran back to his dormitory.
After entering the dormitory, Chen Mo turned on the computer and started writing a proposal. Chen Mo checked the proposal that he had just finished. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he started programming. From time to time, he would stop to learn from the system.
He was busy for more than ten days. Chen Mo kept going back and forth between the library, the classroom, and the dormitory. The number of times he went to look for the professor was more than the number of times he went to his first year in university. His knowledge had increased over the past few days. After completing a game alone, Chen Mo had a better understanding of this knowledge.
Finally, the game slowly took shape in Chen Mo's hands.
Chen Mo looked at the document on the computer proudly. He was very happy. However, the problem in front of him now was how to promote Plants vs Zombies. Firstly, he didn't have the money. Secondly, he didn't have the channels. After thinking for a long time, Chen Mo felt that the most important thing now was to register the copyright.
First, he had to register the story and game copyright of Plants vs Zombies. This way, he could be more at ease when promoting the game. When promoting the game, he wouldn't have to worry about being attacked by others. Don't think too highly of capital. Capitalists wouldn't reason with you.
Chen Mo found a phone booth in the school with a yellow page number. He found the number of the copyright owner and called it.
"Hello, is this the copyright owner?" Chen Mo asked after the call went through.
"Yes sir. This is the copyright owner. How may I address you? How may I be of service to you?" A female voice came from the phone.
"My name is William Devonshire. I have a game that I would like to register the copyright for. May I ask if you can register the game copyright and story copyright?" Chen Mo asked.
"Yes sir. You can call me Katie. May I ask if your game is your own creation? Is it an original or an adaptation?" Katie asked.
"It's my original creation," Chen Mo replied.
"If it's your original creation, then there's no problem. You can register the story copyright with us first before registering the game copyright. It's best if you can arrange the original story and game design draft and bring them here. This will help with the copyright review."
"Thank you. I understand, Miss Katie. May I know the address of the copyright owner?"
"London, 11 Catherine Street. We accept applications from Monday to Friday. You can find out what you need to pay attention to on our official website. Also, you can make an appointment over the phone now. The earliest you can make an appointment is the day after tomorrow," Katie reminded.
"Okay, thank you Miss Katie. I'll make an appointment now," Chen Mo said happily when he heard that he could make an appointment.
"Okay sir. May I know what your full name is?" Katie asked.
"My full name is William Devonshire."
"Okay sir. I've noted it down. You can come to the copyright owner at 8am the day after tomorrow. We'll send someone to receive you after you give us your name."
"Thank you Miss Katie. Have a good afternoon."
"Thank you. Have a good afternoon too. Goodbye sir."
"Goodbye." Chen Mo hung up the phone. Chen Mo went back to his dormitory and turned on his computer. He looked at the copyright owner's official website.
On the third day, Chen Mo sorted out all the documents according to the registration requirements he copied down yesterday. He took the bus to 11 Catherine Street since he didn't have any classes in the afternoon.
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