Chapter 22: Is It Possible Players Don

After the official website went live, Cai Qiu and Chen Wei couldn’t help but feel inexplicably excited. Their minds already pictured players frantically reserving spots, breaking records.

Their eyes never left the backend data, manually refreshing it almost every few seconds.

But.

After half a minute passed, Cai Qiu and Chen Wei were completely stunned.

Something doesn’t seem right…

Not only was there no explosive surge, but the reservation data on the backend was alarmingly quiet.

After all this time, not a single player had reserved the game!

Is the website broken, or has the game failed?

“Fish Brother, our game might be doomed… It’s been nearly minutes and not a single reservation? Who’d believe this?!”

Cai Qiu turned to look at Qin Xiaoyu, his voice brimming with disappointment.

Qin Xiaoyu, busy editing the PV, didn’t look up, responding calmly:

“Is there a possibility players don’t even know our website is live?”

Qin Xiaoyu wasn’t surprised by the situation Cai Qiu described.

The past two days, many players, after watching Tonghao’s mother’s video and that streamer’s cosplay livestream, likely searched for the game out of curiosity.

But back then, the website hadn’t gone live; after trying a few times and finding nothing, they naturally stopped searching.

Besides, they were just a small studio with no real backing—having a flood of players Yongru within minutes of launch would’ve seemed suspicious to Qin Xiaoyu.

“You’re just too nervous. Haven’t you heard ‘let the bullets fly’?”

Qin Xiaoyu shook his head, then sent the two revised PVs to Cai Qiu and Chen Wei, continuing:

“I’ve finished editing the earlier PVs. Register an official account on Bilibili and upload them…”

“I hope that’s the case!”

Cai Qiu and Chen Wei nodded, but both still felt uneasy inside.

“I’m stepping out—back soon!”

After giving his instructions, Qin Xiaoyu immediately rose and left the studio; just as he spoke, he received a message from Gaohe.

It said the exchange agreement had been delivered and someone was waiting for him at a café across from their studio to sign it.

Though Qin Xiaoyu wondered why the person didn’t come directly to the studio, he figured the café was just across the street—only a few minutes away—so he didn’t press it.

Although Qin Xiaoyu was slightly puzzled as to why the man hadn’t come directly to the studio, he figured the café was just across the street, only a few minutes away, so he let it go.

Qin Xiaoyu arrived at the café entrance. Before he could step inside, he saw a tall, elegant young woman with refined features walking toward him with a smile.

“Let me introduce myself—I’m Qinya, General Gao’s secretary.”

Qinya casually sized him up, then spoke confidently: “General Gao sent me here to sign the exchange agreement. I hope you don’t mind, Mr. Qin.”

Qin Xiaoyu paused, studying the woman before him.

Refined, graceful, mature, composed.

Her smile was alluring but not vulgar—comforting to look at, reminding Qin Xiaoyu of Lisa, the librarian in the game.

Her smile was alluring but not seductive, giving off a pleasant feeling; to Qin Xiaoyu, she reminded him of Lisa, the librarian in the game.

Qin Xiaoyu couldn’t fathom why Gaohe had sent such a woman to sign the agreement. The terms were already settled—was Gaohe planning to add drama?

If that were true, Qin Xiaoyu would turn around and leave immediately.

But since he was already here, he decided to see what game she was playing, and replied: “I don’t mind.”

But since he had already come, he decided to see what scheme the other side was up to, so he replied, “I don’t mind.”