Little Sister Dai and Sister Zhou stood there for the entire morning and afternoon. They didn't even eat lunch.
They watched the video game designer repair the video game seriously. They didn't disturb him and just watched quietly.
Only when he personally saw the other party maintaining the server could he understand how difficult it was.
He had been busy for five hours and had been bending over most of the time.
The blue shirt was wet and dry again and again. White salt crystals had even formed on the surface of the shirt.
"It really wasn't easy."
Little Sister Dai twisted her neck. Just standing there made her feel sore, not to mention that the man had not raised his head for five whole hours.
Sister Zhou moved her sore feet and looked a little uncomfortable.
If she had known that she would have to stand here for so long, she would not have worn high heels today!
Even so, she could tell that maintaining those servers was much more tiring than standing here like a fool. She did not dare to say that she was tired.
The one who should be complaining about being tired was fixing the server!
After the maintenance, Qiu Yaoyang stood up and walked to the next server.
Her hair was soaked in sweat and became wet. She inserted her fingertips into her hair and flipped it back casually. Her hormones were bursting.
Although he had managed to merge all the servers into one with the help of the system, the system could not allow the game to be perfectly compatible with the server. He had to modify them one by one.
The silly little sister and Sister Zhou looked at each other speechlessly.
Before they came, they really didn't expect such a big game to be supported by only one game designer!
This game designer had been living an ascetic life, working overtime to improve the game for them.
If it was a team, they would need to work overtime every day to complete such frequent updates and enhancements.
Qiu Yaoyang was alone, so he had to do everything himself. He would definitely need more time.
More and more players were calling Vigilante A the pride of China. Only they knew that behind the pride of China was a person carrying a heavy burden.
The little sister fell into deep thought while Nan Nan muttered to herself.
"At first, he said that his dream was to become a game designer. I thought that he would have to train for many years before he could make a decent game.”
"How long has it been since the Hell Version of Mario was released?”
"He is a genius."
"Although I didn't want to admit that he was my fan when I was playing Mario Hell.”
Sister Zhou also remembered the game that had tortured her many times, and her face stiffened.
"Don't mention that game. I have a psychological trauma.”
The graphics were very simple, but the gameplay was very strange. She focused on the points where the players broke their defense, allowing her to break through countless times.
Compared to that game, Vigilante A wasn't difficult, but it was shameful and hard to accept.
Every time they used their skills, they were so embarrassed that they wanted to kick their toes out of the room.
And after throwing away their shame, they experienced the joy of the game.
"Dumb girl, he seems to be a poor college student from the mountainous area, right?”
It was as if a young man had appeared in front of Sister Zhou.
He had come out of the mountains with his own dreams and passion, determined to make a game that everyone would like.
And this figure overlapped with the young man he saw in the server center.
Sister Zhou took a deep breath and smiled bitterly.
"To be honest, I always thought that your fan was just an image packaged by the game company to sell his feelings.”
"What domestic glory, what genius game designer, they are all just a cover.”
When Little Sister Dai heard this, she could not help but complain.
"The face-slapping came too fast, like a tornado.”
Sister Zhou nodded with a heavy expression.
They truly loved this game. Seeing how hard the game designer was working, they couldn't help but want to contribute to this game.
However, what could they do?
If it was an ordinary game, it would be easy to support it by just charging money.
However, Vigilante A didn't charge any money into his account!
This game was simply suffocating them to death!
He even had to find a charity organization to raise funds!
Was it so difficult to support a game that one liked these days?
Little Sister took a picture of the server center and sent it to the group of four.
PDD and Da Sima had known that they were going to visit the company where Vigilante A was located today. They were even more excited than them and urged them to send some photos.
Finally, the silly girl sent him a photo.
In the photo was a server center with neatly stacked servers.
In the middle of the row of servers, a young man was sweating profusely, his expression focused on maintaining the server.
PDD zoomed in on the photo and clicked his tongue in wonder.
"This is the game company? So many servers, how spectacular!"
Da Sima was paying attention to the young man in the picture.
"Is that the server maintenance staff?”
Little Sister Dai and Sister Zhou looked at each other when they saw this message. Their hearts were extremely complicated.
"He's the game designer of Journey of Vigor.”
"D * mn, there's only one person in this company? You must be joking!"
"To be able to make such a good game by himself, the game designer is awesome. I love you, I love you!"
Before they came, they all thought that there was a huge game design team.
But now he knew.
Behind the domestic light, there was actually a person carrying a heavy load forward!
Da Sima sighed in the group.
"It's not easy to play this game alone.”
The others agreed.
"I wanted to top up my money as soon as I entered the game, but this game doesn't give people the chance to top up their money.”
After PDD sent this message, he suddenly had an idea.
There was no way to top up money in the game, but there was definitely a chance outside the game.
What did a game need? Promotion!
He could promote the game!
If he wanted to do it, he would do it. PDD immediately contacted the social media platform to discuss the promotion.
After a while, PDD posted a screenshot in the group.
"Look at the millions of promotions I made for the game!/ It's impossible for you to stop me from spending…"
It was a receipt. Just as PDD had said, he had spent a million yuan to promote the advertisements of the Bank of Vigilante A through different channels.
Daomei and the others were dumbfounded.
Previously, they had fallen into a mindset that they could only support the game by charging money.
It was normal for them not to think of promoting a game.
They only reacted when they saw PDD's screenshot.
"PDD, you're really a genius."
"Brother, you're so unkind. You didn't even invite me to do the promotion. I wanted to invest more than 100,000 yuan in support!”
"No way, Da Sima is such a stingy person. He actually used a hundred thousand yuan to promote it?”
"Your account was hacked?"
Da Sima sent them an emoji of rolling his eyes.
"If it were any other game, I would reject it.”
"But this game is different!"
"Such a good game is actually the hard work of a game designer. It's really not easy! If we can support it, we definitely have to support it."
"However, he's still a tycoon.”
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