Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
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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