To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Let’s do this!

He immediately stood up to apologize, then left to settle the bill, and as soon as he returned to his own company, he made a call to implement Xu Qingling’s suggestions. The next day, he delivered a modified VR flight simulator to the first floor of the shopping mall.

The new game “Squirrel Spaceship” by Fang Cheng was already installed in it. According to Xu Qingling’s advice, the players’ privacy was very well protected within the simulator, so that players could make as much noise as they wanted without any issues.

The charge for the game was two yuan per play, with three lives to use after purchase.

After their first purchase, players could register an account, and all their information would be recorded within this account, allowing their progress to be saved and accessed online on other VR flight simulators as well.

When Gao Tianyun, who personally promoted the VR flight simulator, brought this machine to the shopping mall, the person in charge there didn’t seem very keen on keeping it.

Staring at the somewhat bulky VR flight simulator, he said with difficulty, “It’s quite big, and there may not be many people interested in playing it. It might be a waste for you to bring it here; better not spend the money in vain.”

“We’ll split the revenue, thirty percent for us, seventy percent for you,” Gao Tianyun immediately said.

Since the machine was brought for a trial run, a higher revenue share wasn’t a problem.

The person in charge gave a wry smile, “If no one plays, a high revenue share is still useless.”

“Eight hundred yuan a day, including electricity, revenue share calculated separately. We’ll rent for a month, and if it’s less than a month, it will be treated as a month.”

The person in charge quickly calculated the revenue in his head and found the deal to be good.

Part of this money would go to the shopping mall and part would be his bonus. He could easily earn extra without being responsible for anything; there was no reason to reject such a deal.

Therefore, he agreed to Gao Tianyun’s proposal, and the machine stayed.

Relieved, Gao Tianyun returned to the company, planning to rest for a while before checking on the results. But he was so tired from running around all day that as soon as he touched his chair, he fell asleep with his face on the desk.

When he woke up, he saw that four hours had passed, and it was already five in the afternoon.

As he wiped away the drool, he found his phone was burning hot. A stranger had called him more than twenty times, which left him slightly unsettled.

With confusion, he called back, and in less than a second, the other party picked up and said eagerly, “You finally answered your phone!”

“What’s the matter, is the machine broken?” Gao Tianyun also asked nervously.

“No, the machine is fine, it’s just… Do you have any spare machines over there?”

“…Yes.”

Confused and with another machine in tow, Gao Tianyun finally understood why the other party was so anxious when he arrived at the mall.

It was early spring, and the temperature was still low, but customers were lined up in a long queue, hands tucked in and necks shrunken, eagerly waiting in front of their company’s VR flight simulator.

As soon as a game ended inside, someone immediately went in to chase the previous player away and then themselves hurriedly settled into the seat.

Seeing this scene, Gao Tianyun was stunned.

In a daze, he seemed to return to last year’s Mo City Game Expo, where the same group of people was queuing to play “Doctor,” just like they were now.

Both times with new machines, both times with Fang Cheng’s games, the similar scenes made him smile involuntarily, further strengthening his determination to join hands with Fang Cheng and build the virtual reality world.

Then, he immediately took out his phone and called the production line manager, “Hurry, a big deal is coming.”