"Let me guess..." Chu Qiancheng lit his lips, "Whale Kun wants "Dry Bone Town"."

With the vigorous development of cloud games, the competition for game download platforms has reached a fierce momentum. Whoever can seize more excellent games will be able to gain a monopoly position in the future game market. Strong studios have become scarce resources in the market.

Jingkun Group started from a unified online course platform, gathered the most scarce excellent teachers in the foodie country in one place, occupied 80% of the market share, and established an online horizontal learning factory.

Later, Jingkun Group transformed into quality education and turned its attention to the vast number of college students, capturing all the lecturers who were enthusiastic about education in colleges and universities, completely dominating the online course market.

When Whalekun Group took advantage of its platform to enter the game market, its momentum was unstoppable. It turned out that the popular social platform in the foodie country was almost replaced by Whalekun online course exchange platform.

As long as the Whale Kun recommends, students in the whole class will rush to download their games due to social pressure. If they want to attack their competitors, they just need to mention a word in the parent group and there will be a million reports immediately.

In addition, the Whale Kun Group has learned traditional skills from the game industry, and has copied two and changed three water army, and has stitched many excellent domestic and foreign games. As one goes up and down, the strength of the Whale Kun game platform is increasing day by day, attracting the attention of the world.

In Chu Qiancheng's view, a gaming platform with such strength must seize the fast lane and unify the 3A-level stand-alone game market at a time when cloud games are popular.

However, Cai Jue stared at him blankly, as if he was looking at a fool.

"What?" Chu Qiancheng was puzzled.

"They are interested in your "Soul Guardian"!" Cai Jue rubbed his eyes with the base of his palm, and his migraine also broke out.

"Ah?" Chu Qiancheng was surprised.

"Of course. Where did the name of millions of great gods come from? Your "Soul Guardian"!" Cai Jue didn't understand why Chu Qiancheng even forgot this, "They must change it to a krypton gold card draw mobile game."

"But... in the cloud gaming era, shouldn't we seize the commanding heights of 3A and open up the frontiers of fully immersive games?" Chu Qiancheng asked in shock.

"You...you...ah!" Cai Jue stroked his hair hard. Chu Qiancheng could see his hairline shrinking visible to the naked eye.

"The development of cloud games has indeed allowed more people to play 3A masterpieces. But who has time to play?" Cai Jue habitually spread his hands again, "I don't have time to play. Where are you?"

Chu Qiancheng fell silent.

"The domestic industry is crazy intra-recording, and 996 workers have become the norm! People who have the ability to appreciate, learn, and desire to experience new things are being squeezed out the last drop of surplus value. Playing games has become a simple decompression and venting. People need to quickly experience the pleasure in fragmented time. The krypton gold card draw mobile game caters to their retaliatory consumption needs, and a perfect closed loop!"

Cai Jue waved his arms as if he was giving a speech.

"Cloud games actually provide an opportunity to lower the 3A masterpiece into a 3A full-platform Krypton gold online game. Mr. Chu, in the near future, there is probably no one in China to play stand-alone, and everyone will be assimilated into the Krypton gold online game mode."

"Then every game finally implements the pursuit of data. The ultimate goal of krypton gold becoming stronger is to become stronger. Each character is alienated by data. In the end, each server has a finalist, a stupid loop!" Chu Qiancheng shook his head with his lips, "This is definitely not the future that the game should have."

"Young Master Chu, you are an idealist..." Cai Jue wanted to say something, but his voice was hoarse, and he turned his head.

"Son, why not be willful with your father again. Let's make "Dry Bone Town"?"

After a long silence, Chu Qiancheng clenched his fists and spoke.

"..." Cai Jue's eyes turned red, and he struggled for a moment, "Mr. Chu, do you still remember the year IG won the championship?"

Chu Qiancheng smiled, of course he remembered. The two of them ran to the balcony like madmen, shouting at the dormitory on the other side, "IG, NB!"

Youth, passionate, crazy, and unrestrained.

"Do you still remember the year that Xiao Fenghuang won the championship?" Cai Jue asked.

Chu Qiancheng sighed. Of course he remembered. The two of them stood on the balcony and waited quietly. After they shouted out in the dormitory opposite, they joined in the fun and shouted a few words.

Youth has a shelf life.

"That's it." Chu Qiancheng completely understood what Cai Jue meant, "I am willing to transfer my equity to you."

"Mr. Chu, you don't need to transfer it to me..."

"The premise is that all copyrights and related materials of "Dry Bone Town" belong to me." Chu Qiancheng interrupted Cai Jue's words.

"You're crazy! This project is not worth so much money at all. This is a castle in the air. Mr. Chu, even if you want to leave the studio, you can wait until after the merger." Cai Jue was anxious.

"I want to keep this project, and I don't want to have anything to do with Whale Kun." Chu Qiancheng looked firm.

"I will handle this matter. There is still some working capital in the company. I will hand over the money and the copyright and information of "Dry Bone Town". If you want to restart the project, you must also have the start-up capital." Cai Jue said anxiously.

Chu Qiancheng patted his knees with both hands: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Cai."

He leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes and rested without saying a word.

Cai Jue stood up heavily, feeling that he seemed to carry a mountain on his shoulder. He walked carefully and quietly left his office, whispered to the secretary to organize all the information and data of "Dry Bone Town" and completely delete the information that was still left in the company's memory.

Exciting discussions came from the work area. You can feel that every employee is excited about the final dust of the matter.

After watching the clip of Chu Qiancheng's demonstration, they did want to follow him for a moment and persevere and make "Dry Bone Town". However, this is not a film worth 5 million yuan after all.

Money is the most realistic.

"Mr. Chu, the things are packed and placed on your desk. The money is also transferred to your account. The contract is here." Cai Jue carefully pushed the contract in front of Chu Qiancheng.

Chu Qiancheng opened his eyes, looked at it sloppyly, picked up the pen, and signed.

He raised his head and looked at Cai Jue: "Don't take Whale Kun's stocks, ask for cash."

"Hmm?" Cai Jue was confused.

Chu Qiancheng patted his shoulder and turned his head to walk out of the office. Cai Jue looked at him at the door and tried to keep up, but his feet seemed to be welded to the ground.

Chu Qiancheng dragged his heavy steps towards his own desk in the work area.

All the employees were watching him.

All the information and data disks of the "Dry Bone Town" compiled by the secretary were placed in a sturdy large carton. The cartons were placed alone on the desk.

Chu Qiancheng put all the things on his desk into the carton, then opened the drawers one by one and cleaned them one by one.

After closing all the drawers, Chu Qiancheng seemed to have used up his last bit of strength. He held the table with both hands and lowered his head.

The room was so quiet that the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard.

"In the past, people described the world through painting, carving, poetry, drama, novels, animations and movies. Today, we use games." Chu Qiancheng suddenly spoke.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, nervous, cramped, awkward, but inexplicably expectant.

"Maybe, you don't think what we do is so great. But people will use the lines we write to play with memes, wear the clothes we design to be cool, and understand the world through the characters we design. Our works can shape a new trend of popularity, dominate the joys, sorrows, and joys of the future generation, control the lowest thinking patterns of their brains, and even write new languages ​​and history!"

"A hundred years later, five hundred years later, our game characters will still be worshipped by people. Our game stories will still be sung by everyone, and the gameplay we designed will still be copied and spread countless times. Through our games, people study our times, understand our country, and experience our joys and sorrows. We determine what history and the future look like in people's eyes, and we... are like gods!"

Chu Qiancheng's voice was dumb at first, but gradually became clear, powerful, and finally became passionate.

"Our career cannot be measured by money. Remember this sentence." Chu Qiancheng's voice became weak, as if he had lost confidence.

"Remember this sentence!" He quickly repeated it in a stronger tone.

"Yes!" The people in the room replied subconsciously in a faint voice as if they were moaning at almost the same time.
Chapter completed!