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Heatwaves Amv

I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend. As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System! Players could get the ultimate reward of the "Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes" without spending a single cent! Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits! Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals! My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right? Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day! Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible? Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion! "......" At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me... Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!
Chen Tang Resting on the Moon · 1M Views

Ode to Sorcery

Six centuries passed since the end of the Profane War. The Gods are dead, violently dragged from their thrones by accursed beings whose name is only uttered in fearful whispers. The atmospheric Mana became too dense for the human populace, now forced to live inside protective domes throughout the known world. However, dreams blossom everywhere. Spellcasters, skilled individuals capable of taming Mana itself, are able to brave the countless dangers outside. From wretched Nightmares to twisted phenomena, only they can survive nature’s cruelest hurdles. Follow Aeden, a Homunculus hybrid, as he attempts to prove himself with his adventuring party, unknowing of the waves his abnormal birth stirred. Through brutal trials and traumatic ordeals - perhaps they will learn - that when flirting with death, tomorrow is a hope, never a promise. _ She exhaled. And then, the world turned red. Heatwaves scorched the earth as he struggled to take a simple breath. Flaming tendrils snaked around them, rapidly coiling towards her in a frenzied dance. It was no mere spellcast, for she hadn’t even uttered a single incantation. Her golden eyes fixed on him, burning with the truest essence of hatred. The blaze roared once more, mirroring her emotions. It devoured living and nonliving objects in a show of terrifying equality. The fire, ruthless and unforgiving, had already engulfed the whole forest. Still, before him, it only waited. It swayed and spun, whirled and twirled as if taunting him. Its influence was but torture, and he felt like his very life was being singed. The heat charred his skin, and his body screamed from the painful embrace, yet it couldn’t even compare to the fiery madness that slowly crept into his mind. The inferno parted akin to hellish curtains, revealing her silhouette, regal and solemn. At that moment, his wits could only spare a thought: “So this is.. a true Sorceress...” _ Release Schedule: Monday -> Friday (5 Chapters/week)
Apoqliphoth · 44.3K Views

In Hollywood With A Simulator System: Start As An AMV Maker

[Year 1 - Age 23:] [You spent most of the year diving deep into creative projects. AMVs had always been your thing, but now your mind worked differently. You started producing content with a unique flair that had people buzzing.] [Year 2 - Age 24:] [Your creativity continued to skyrocket. You started collaborating with small content creators and indie filmmakers like King Chris, Dave Ardito, etc... helping them level up their production quality. Word of your talent spread quickly.] [Year 34 - Age 56:] [Virtual reality technology reached its peak, transforming every industry from healthcare to defense. The systems you helped develop allowed users to experience things once thought impossible.] [Year 35 - Age 57:] You kept pushing the limits of what was possible, even at 57. But something bigger was on the horizon. Governments from around the world were pooling their resources to launch a satellite into space. The project was massive, and they wanted you on board as a consultant. It was a huge step, one that would shape the future of humanity. You accepted the challenge. [Year 36 - Age 58:] The satellite was launched. It was a monumental achievement, and you were part of it. The satellite was meant to monitor space for any signs of alien life, among other things. You didn't think much of that part—after all, aliens? But as time would tell, it would be the most crucial aspect. [Year 37 - Age 59:] Strange signals started coming in from space, but nothing conclusive. You continued to work, unaware of the storm that was brewing. [Year 38 - Age 60:] The invasion came suddenly. Aliens descended upon Earth, and humanity wasn't ready. The chaos was unimaginable. You tried to use your skills to help in any way you could, but it wasn't enough. In the end, you were killed like 97% of the world's population. Your journey, and humanity's, had come to an abrupt and tragic end. [Simulation Over.]
Al_Azzidine_Barka · 2.6K Views
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