Chapter 4: Spend the rest of your life in a federal prison

Shen Qinghan widened her eyes, looking at Zhao Ming in shock.

Creating a game that lets people experience war in the "Anti-War Competition" organized by the six major federations.

Will it be popular?

No need to ask, it will definitely be popular.

After all, Zhao Ming is the only one doing this; how could it not be popular?

Even if it's not popular.

Those nosy war-mongering fanatics will also strongly support Zhao Ming's game, dying to watch the fun.

But what happens after it becomes popular?

I'm afraid he'll be sent in...

Is he crazy?!

After a long time, Shen Qinghan came back to her senses, her voice gritted:

"Are you crazy?"

"If you want to die, don't drag me into it."

She is the company's second-largest shareholder; if something happens to the game, she won't be able to run if Zhao Ming gets sent in. She would be fine, but she's afraid of implicating her family.

Her family has people in all sorts of positions; if they really provoke the Federation's fury.

It's possible that the elders in her family will be implicated. The Shen family has many political enemies; once they are caught by enemies for political reasons because of this... the consequences would be unimaginable. This is something Shen Qinghan cannot tolerate:

"No, absolutely not."

"Even if all the money is lost, you are not allowed to participate in the competition."

"The idea of promoting war is too dangerous."

Zhao Ming looked at Shen Qinghan, who was facing a formidable enemy and was extremely nervous, feeling it was inexplicable.

It's just a game... is it necessary to be like this?

Thinking that maybe he hadn't explained it clearly, Zhao Ming said:

"It's not promoting war, it's letting players 'experience' war."

Shen Qinghan's brows furrowed tightly:

"Is there a difference?"

"The main purpose of the 'Anti-War Competition' is to appease the public and oppose war."

"Other people's shooting games are mainly about competitive confrontation, but you come up with a game that lets players experience war."

"Those war fanatics might not know how to celebrate."

"When those war fanatics mock the Federation, you will be recorded by the Federation along with them."

Zhao Ming's expression was strange, and he touched his chin:

"Celebrate?"

"They probably... won't be able to celebrate, right?"

Players play as cannon fodder, where would they celebrate...

However, Zhao Ming also understood the difference in communication with Shen Qinghan; the angle of entry was different. Zhao Ming thought for a moment and explained:

"The game I'm making might be a bit different from what you think."

"According to the thinking of normal people or those war fanatics."

"If war starts."

"I will command thousands of troops, I will become a lucky one who survives a hundred battles, I will become a hero who kills countless enemies."

"Right?"

Shen Qinghan listened and nodded, saying:

"Right."

"What's wrong?"

"Is there a problem?"

War... shouldn't it be like this?

A flash of doubt crossed Shen Qinghan's eyes.

Hearing Shen Qinghan's words, Zhao Ming curled his lips and said:

"The problem is huge."

"You think this way, and others think this way too."

"Then the question is..."

"Who is going to die?"

"It's impossible for everyone to be a general commanding thousands of troops, for everyone to be a lucky one who survives a hundred battles, for everyone to be a hero who kills countless enemies."

"These achievements must have someone dying to set them off."

Blue Star has no history of world wars, so it can only stay on the surface of fantasy regarding war. Even if the six major federations have occasional border friction and conflicts, they try their best to suppress them. In such a situation, it is impossible to understand the cruelty of war.

"Bullets are very light, only ten or twenty grams."

"But they are also very heavy."

"So heavy that a bullet head of just a few grams can destroy a child raised by a mother for eighteen years, destroy the pillar of a family, destroy a happy family of three, and cause the white-haired to send off the black-haired."

"What I want to do is let players experience the cruelty of war."

"And the cruelty of their own flesh and blood being destroyed under gunfire."

"Only by understanding the cruelty of war will people resist war from the bottom of their hearts."

"How can this not be considered anti-war?"

After listening to Zhao Ming's words.

Shen Qinghan was greatly shocked; this was an angle she had never imagined before.

Past games were mainly about competition and confrontation; if you died, you respawned, and there was no feeling at all.

According to this sophistry of Zhao Ming.

This is indeed a kind of anti-war.

Shen Qinghan was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, her expression solemn:

"If that's the case."

"Then it is indeed feasible, but is there enough time?"

"Can it be made in nine days?"

Although the idea is good, according to Shen Qinghan's understanding, apart from shoddy games, no good game can be made in a few days.

There are only nine days left until the competition starts, isn't there not enough time?

But in reality.

What Zhao Ming lacks now is emotional points. He can download a segment from the system's film, render it into a game, and use it on the spot; he doesn't even need much computing power, just set some gameplay and rules.

Zhao Ming said:

"There's no problem making it in nine days; the game CG is almost done."

"Now it's just lacking attention."

"We need to use the fact that Emperor Penguin Group plagiarized our game, plus some other things, to hype up the heat."

"It's best to get a lot of attention before the competition starts."

Actually, Zhao Ming mainly wants to get some emotional points; he just researched it.

Redeeming films and data like "Normandy Landings" and "Battle of Stalingrad" requires tens or hundreds of thousands of emotional points. The game hasn't been released yet, so where can he get emotional points?

However, if you just take out text data or a certain segment of a film, it doesn't require many emotional points.

As long as you hype up the heat and trigger discussions about him.

The emotional points obtained should be enough to redeem them.

After hearing Zhao Ming's request, Shen Qinghan said:

"I'll handle the attention part."

"I'll get some internet water army to post it online."

Zhao Ming nodded, thought for a moment, and said:

"Can you get a few reporters over?"

With Shen Qinghan's energy, it shouldn't be a big problem.

And that was indeed the case.

But Shen Qinghan didn't agree immediately:

"What do you want reporters for?"

"To do an exclusive interview?"

"Just write it directly, no need for them to come over."

Zhao Ming smiled:

"No, there's something else."

"To hype up the heat."

"Just the game thing isn't attractive enough."

Seeing this, Shen Qinghan didn't continue to probe:

"Fine, I'll arrange it."

"Is the money still enough?"

Zhao Ming said:

"There's still over 1 million Federation Credits' worth of computing power, enough to make the game."

Hearing this.

Shen Qinghan's mouth twitched...

"Over 1 million?"

"Isn't that too little?"

"Are you sure you can beat Emperor Penguin? Even if they plagiarized, they spent 500 million to make the game."

Zhao Ming waved his hand:

"Those are all flashy things, useless."

"What I want is to bring players the most realistic experience; over 1 million is more than enough."

"I'll send you the game CG after I'm done."

"If there's no problem, we'll release it while the heat is up."

Shen Qinghan agreed, and she was a decisive person by nature.

After Zhao Ming finished speaking and confirmed there was no problem, Shen Qinghan left to arrange for the water army and reporters to come over.

And after sending Shen Qinghan into the elevator.

Zhao Ming walked back to the company, looking at the many employees in the office, looking at them one by one.

Recalling the original owner's memory, Zhao Ming already had some suspects for the leak. As Zhao Ming's gaze swept over, the others had no problems, only Hao Wen, who designed the game's core plot and gameplay, had dodging eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming confirmed it.

After all, there weren't many people in the company, only nine people including Zhao Ming himself.

Everyone was responsible for a part.

There were voice actors, modelers, painters, and only Hao Wen was involved in the game's core mechanics.

Although it could be pieced together from other aspects.

But he was the biggest suspect, plus his dodging eyes, there was no need for words to know who the mole was.

He hadn't felt much when he was thinking in the office just now.

But now that he saw this guy, he didn't know if it was the original owner's instinct or the fact that 50 million Federation Credits had gone down the drain.

The anger in Zhao Ming's heart was rising.

Perhaps it had to do with the original owner's resentment.

Zhao Ming wanted to kick this guy to death right now, but he tried to suppress his anger and looked at the receptionist, Xiao Wen, and said:

"Xiao Wen, reporters will be coming in a while, lead them to my office."

"Hao Wen."

"Come to my office."

The company receptionist, Xiao Wen, nodded:

"Okay, Boss Zhao."

Hao Wen was a bit uneasy, and under the strange gazes of everyone, he gritted his teeth and followed Zhao Ming's back into Zhao Ming's office.

Bang!

The door closed.

Inside the office.

After Zhao Ming closed the door, he walked to the window and took two deep breaths of the cool breeze blowing from outside, but the anger in his heart didn't subside at all. He had almost been saddled with tens of millions in debt just after transmigrating; it was hard to calm down.

Zhao Ming turned around and looked at Hao Wen:

"Is the salary I pay you low?"

Hao Wen understood immediately and gritted his teeth:

"Sorry, Boss Zhao, I... plan to resign."

"The breach of contract fee and compensation will be paid by Emperor Penguin Group."

This was his confidence.

Emperor Penguin would pay his breach of contract fee and compensation, and it was a signed contract; Emperor Penguin couldn't default on it.

After saying that.

Hao Wen wanted to go out, turned around, and was about to open the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming picked up the vase on the desk and rushed to the door in a few steps, looking at the terrified Hao Wen, and raised the vase in his hand.

Crash—!!!

Splashing fragments exploded from Hao Wen's head.

Zhao Ming's furious voice rang out:

"I'll kill you!"

"You caused me to owe tens of millions in Federation Credits, and you still want to run?!"

Punch after punch, hitting Hao Wen's body:

"Breach of contract fee? Compensation?"

"Even if I don't want any of it, I have to send you in. You'll spend the rest of your life in a federal prison!"

"Damn!!!"

Boom.

The office door shook violently, as if something had been kicked against the door, causing a loud noise.

It scared everyone into a shiver.

But no one dared to go up and check.

Not long after.

The two reporters arranged by Shen Qinghan arrived and explained their purpose.

The company receptionist quickly led the two reporters to the door of Zhao Ming's office and knocked on the office door:

"Boss Zhao, the reporters arranged by General Manager Shen are here."

Zhao Ming's voice came:

"Come in."

As soon as the two reporters entered the room, they were startled.

The room was a mess, and there was a person covered in blood lying on the ground struggling and rolling, looking like they had been beaten badly. There was a small knife on the ground, and Zhao Ming was sitting on the sofa, gesturing for the two to sit down.

Because it was arranged by Shen Qinghan, the reporters didn't dare to disobey Zhao Ming's order, walked to the sofa, and sat down, looking at Hao Wen groaning on the ground in the distance:

"Boss Zhao... this is..."

Zhao Ming pressed the button on the coffee table, a small knife scratch appeared on the back of his hand, and two glasses of water rose up. After drinking two glasses, he suppressed some of his anger.

After venting, his thoughts were much clearer, and he felt his body was a bit lighter. Zhao Ming said:

"This guy is a mole; he's the one who leaked the game's core."

"He even wanted to attack me with a knife, but I fought back and subdued him."

"It's a pity that I was working on the computer today, and the camera's power was accidentally unplugged, otherwise there would be video evidence."

"I've already called the police."

"You guys just use this to write headlines about Emperor Penguin plagiarizing, game company mole, boss furious, beating people, threatening to send him in, and so on."

"Hype up the heat for me and try to draw the traffic over."

Zhao Ming was lying through his teeth, and the two reporters were stunned.

Looking at Hao Wen, who was groaning on the ground and couldn't get up, are you sure he attacked you?

How much did he not want to live...

But this saved them a lot of trouble, and they directly picked up their computers and started writing. ===== CHAPTER 5 =====