Gu Tu had a long dream. He dreamed of many people he knew, and many people he did not know.
In the previous war, he had enslaved too many " dead ". Their memories flooded into his dreams like a tide. There were many beautiful fragments in his memories, but the more beautiful they were, the more hateful he was for trampling on them. He wanted to escape from this dream, but he could not wake up no matter what.
The dream lasted for an infinitely long time, so long that he began to curse his Death Chasing Seal. In the end, he forgot how the dream ended.
He stayed in the hospital for two weeks and signed several guarantees before he was finally discharged. His parents stayed with him for a month, but in the end, they abandoned him and went back to their hometown with the excuse of "homesickness." Speaking of which, when he had just been resurrected, they had tears in the corners of their eyes when they spoke to him. However, after living together for a few days, they could not help but dislike each other. As expected, distance was a necessary condition for a peaceful life. After they left, he transferred another sum of money to their account. I hope they are happy.
Gu Tu's company had finally started operating. Gu Tu was employee number one, and the uncle Zhang Mingshi he had interviewed was employee number two. In the process of sending Gu Tu's body to the hospital, Zhang Mingshi was affectionate and righteous. Gu Tu felt that he was a reliable person and decided to entrust him with an important task.
"I often have things to do and am not in the company. I'll leave all the big and small matters to you. By the way, my body isn't very good. If you see me suddenly vomit blood and die, don't panic. It's just a fake death. I'll recover in a few days. Just remember not to cremate me.”
Gu Tu made this decision for two reasons. First, although he and Zhang Mingshi had not met many times, they could be considered to have a "life-and-death" friendship. Second, even if Zhang Mingshi destroyed the company, Gu Tu could still earn money to save it.
However, these two reasons were not the real reason. The real reason was that he had the passion to start a company, but he didn't have the leisure to manage it. He just wanted to be a hands-off manager. All lazy people were like this.
Zhang Mingshi hired a few more employees, and they began to take care of the magic show.
"The magic show is not urgent. We can continue the detective business first.”Gu Tu said. "-not the kind of detective who looks into affairs, we only take on criminal cases.”
Speaking of which, magic performances and detectives were not the same thing! Is it really good for the company to be so scattered? -- Zhang Mingshi said.
But Gu Tu wasn't bragging. Not long after, he solved two international murder cases and became famous. Of course, no one invited him. He had to go over and provide clues to the police. However, the clues he gave were so accurate that the police even suspected that he was the real murderer.
Soon, people from all walks of life invited him to solve the case. However, Gu Tu had two principles-first, he only took on murder cases; Secondly, the body could not be found too late. If the victim had been dead for a long time, his Death Chasing Imprint would be useless and he wouldn't be able to read the victim's memories.
There were not many businesses that met the requirements, so in order to develop his business, Gu Tu had to travel all over the world. After solving the case, he would organize a magic show locally. Unfortunately, although his magic performance was novel, the experience of the entire team was still lacking. The entertainment, atmosphere creation, business operations, and other aspects were not satisfactory. In the end, he gained some fame, but he basically didn't make any money.
Therefore, he still had to find time to practice underground boxing. With the nine great seals on him, even if the other party was a polar bear, he would be beaten up by him. In order to avoid becoming too famous in the underground boxing competition, he had to wear a mask and fight under his stage name. It didn't take long for " Masked Fighter " to become a legend in the underground boxing world. He could no longer rely on " betting on himself " to make money. Fortunately, his appearances had also increased a lot. Gradually, he couldn't find an opponent. The organizers had no choice but to arrange one-on-two, one-on-five, or one-on-ten battles for him. Unfortunately, there was no suspense in such battles.
One day, Gu Tu suddenly wanted to transform the company's business.
"We need to retreat." he said. "In the past, our detective and magic clients were all over the world. We were a global company. This has led to our employees having to travel frequently, which goes against our goal of being the best employer in the world. So I've decided to limit my business scope to this city in the future.”
" But, there aren't that many murders in the city... The frequency of magic performances can't be that high..." Zhang Mingshi said.
"Then let's expand our business." Gu Tu said.
"…What business?"
" To develop a game."
As everyone knew, with the development of the game industry, the game was becoming less and less fun, but the methods of the operation plan to manipulate the players became more and more brilliant. They went further and further down the path of " using meaningless game content to waste the players 'time " and " using human weaknesses to squeeze the last coin out of the players ".
" But we are different." Gu Tu said. "We need to hire the best development team to make the best game in the world, free of charge, ad-free, and without in-app payment.”
"…Then how do we make money from this game?”
"This game is for people to play, not to make money.”Gu Tu said. "We made this game to declare war on capitalists.”
But game development was a bottomless pit. " Not considering the return on investment and focusing on making a well-made game " meant that the game's development cycle would be stretched infinitely long, and a first-class development team would need a first-class salary to support it. Very soon, the little money that Gu Tu earned from underground boxing was not enough. He began to seriously consider the matter of going to the war-torn areas as a mercenary.
Later, he felt that it would be faster to go directly to the less developed countries to rob the drug lords. Spending the money of drug lords would not hurt, but it could also benefit the people. Wouldn't it be good to kill two birds with one stone?
"I'm going out of the country for a business trip to the tropics to talk about funding.”He instructed Zhang Mingshi. "Take care of the house."
" Uh…I haven't heard of any famous venture capital institutions in those countries…"
"There are still some, but most of them have some underworld background. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
He went to a country that was famous for its drug abuse. In this country, it was common for gangs to be on the streets. From time to time, fresh corpses could be found on the ground. As long as he could read their memories, he could quickly grasp the local situation and obtain information about the drug lords.
With the information, it would not be difficult to eliminate the drug lords. Because people died every day, the 'dead' army of the ancient path never lacked people. He only needed to hide in a safe place to command, and he could constantly turn the drug lords 'private soldiers into " dead " and finally wipe out the drug lords' forces. The only thing he needed to pay attention to was not letting innocent citizens witness the scene of the " dead " getting up from the ground. Gu Tu couldn't kill good people to silence them.
After getting the drug lord's money, he could use it to hire a group of locals, set up a local venture capital company, and then let it invest in Gutu's business. This way, the source of the money would be " clean." Alright, the cash flow from the game development would not be cut off.
Gu Tu set off on his journey back to the country with satisfaction. What made him regret was that the drug lords had fallen, and the lives of the local residents would not change. The vacuum of power would breed chaos, and after the chaos, a new darkness would rule the place again.
He did not have the ability to change the world, nor would he naively think that he could save anyone. He was only here to find an investment for his game. Think about it, for the sake of this game, a gang of more than 10,000 people on the other side of the world was destroyed. This game was destined to be extraordinary.
With the funds, the game developers started to squander their money even more. Geniuses always had all kinds of wonderful ideas, and these ideas would add extra work without exception, and in the end, it would make the development of the game an impossible task. However, Gu Tu felt that their idea was really good. Since they were not short of money, he had the patience to wait for them to make the game.
He sat in his slightly more expensive office, looking at the scenery outside the French window and taking a sip of coffee.
Creating games was a delightful thing. He thought.
Then, he felt a little stuffy in his chest and a little painful.
Then, he spat a mouthful of blood onto the cup. He immediately picked up the phone beside him. "Call President Zhang to my office.”
Zhang Mingshi was here.
"My old illness is acting up. I'll probably die for a few days. Don't panic, I'll come back to life after this.”He instructed Zhang Mingshi. "Take care of the house."
With a plop, his face fell into the coffee cup.
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