Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Tang Yu held a weighty red envelope in her hand, her ears reddening slightly. Her voice also lowered a few notches as she muttered, "What…nonsense are you talking about…"
"Alright, let's go home. Mom has already gone back, so we should go back too." Yin Zhao-an said as she put her arm around Tang Yu's shoulder. Then, as they returned, she discreetly swapped their positions to shield Tang Yu from the sun.
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During their sophomore year, Yin Zhao-an found several senior students and Zhao Yu from the Academy of Sciences to create a multiplayer online game based on the xianxia genre.
With Yin Changcheng as the financial backer, the game quickly entered the market. Although the game launched with some hiccups, it eventually became finely animated and smoothly executed. The feature of character creation without gender restrictions also attracted many interested players.
The small studio in the apartment gradually transformed from Tang Yu's recording studio into Yin Zhao-an's game development studio. Different brands of computers were lined up on the desk, running on a network to observe the game's launch speed on different devices.
One day, at 2 a.m., Tang Yu was awakened by a sudden thirst. Groggily opening her eyes, she found that the spot next to her was still cold; Yin Zhao-an hadn't come to sleep yet.
Putting on a coat, Tang Yu slipped into her indoor slippers and went to the living room to get some water. The door to the studio was not fully closed, and warm yellow light spilled out, casting a glow on the floor.
Helplessly pursing her lips, Tang Yu brewed a cup of warm honey water and brought it to the studio for Yin Zhao-an. However, Tang Yu did not knock for fear of disturbing Yin Zhao-an. Instead, sat down quietly on a nearby chair and watched Yin Zhao-an's slender fingers swiftly typing on the keyboard and occasionally moving the mouse to click on the screen.
At some point, Yin Zhao-an's eyes started to sting, so she closed them to rest and pinched the bridge of her nose. Then, all of a sudden, a pair of warm an
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