To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 600 - 345 Youre Viral (Part 1)_1

Chapter 600 -345: You’re Viral (Part 1)_1

Chapter 600 -345: You’re Viral (Part 1)_1

The next day, Fang Cheng arrived at his studio only to find Huang Ping happily handing out candy to everyone.

Even Sanmiao’s desk had a can of cat food on it, making the little cat very happy as it licked away.

Peeling a hard candy and popping it into his mouth, Fang Cheng said, “Congratulations.”

“Oh, thanks… Boss, how did you know I got married? Oh, look at me handing out wedding candies, it must be obvious I’m married.”

With an embarrassed smile, Huang Ping continued, “But we haven’t gotten our marriage certificate yet. I am planning to take some time off later to get it. It still feels a bit strange to think of myself as a married man.”

He claimed to feel unaccustomed, but Huang Ping’s face was filled with a blissful smile, showing no sign of discomfort at all.

With the candy in his mouth, Fang Cheng sincerely added, “Congratulations again. When are you planning to have the wedding ceremony?”

“My wife doesn’t like weddings; she didn’t even want to take wedding photos. So instead, she plans to take some time off, and we’ll go on a round-the-world trip together. By the way, you seem like someone who travels abroad often—any suggestions?”

Fang Cheng didn’t have much experience traveling abroad, but he had plenty of experience traveling off-planet.

However, that didn’t stop him from giving some advice, “Just avoid Sakura Country and Korea, those places have been quite unstable these past few years.”

“Really?… I got it. I’ll take your word for it.”

As the studio’s employees gradually arrived and discovered the candies on their desks, they quickly understood Huang Ping’s news and began offering their well-wishes.

Seeing the joyous atmosphere filling the studio, Fang Cheng felt happy for Huang Ping.

Keenly aware of the shift in his own emotions, Fang Cheng found that he was beginning to understand human feelings a little better.

Humans are beings that need to experience things firsthand. He knew that people could be happy for various reasons, but having never experienced it himself, that understanding was only abstract, something confined to theory.

But now, he realized he truly felt happy for Huang Ping, and this emotion was both novel and pleasant to him.

Leaning back in his chair, Fang Cheng chuckled softly to himself and mused, “How fascinating.”

Basking quietly in his emotions, Fang Cheng began his work.

Their gaming exhibition would be held on January 3rd next year. This would be the first large-scale gaming convention they were hosting themselves, which posed a great opportunity for the studio’s reputation, but also a significant challenge.

Nevertheless, Fang Cheng wasn’t worried about it. In fact, he felt that even without his intervention, his employees would be able to handle it beautifully.

Gong Gong could set the factory in motion, and all kinds of cosplay and prizes could be handled through the plant, all made from environmentally friendly Spirit Grass, so there was no need to worry about quality issues.

After all, Gong Gong’s factory was capable of processing warships. Making memorabilia and costumes was certainly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

The only restriction was that the costumes couldn’t be too risqué, or else a report to the authorities could land them in trouble.

In terms of experience, Wang Xiaoying had learned a lot from Hoffman at Cayman Company, and when this gentleman learned that Fang Cheng Studio was planning its own gaming convention, he translated his years of written notes into Chinese, scanned them, and sent them to Wang Xiaoying.

Although the old man and the young had only met a few times, it seemed they had formed a friendship that transcended age, and a mentor-apprentice relationship had blossomed between them.

The Monkey hadn’t been idle either; he had secured a collaboration with Dimensional Club. Coach Lin readily agreed to Monkey’s suggestion to have a gaming contest at the exhibition and whispered to him that the club had recently acquired a few geniuses, some of whom might be even more talented than him.

Upon hearing this news, Monkey excitedly headed to Dimensional and, in front of Coach Lin, proceeded to crush those geniuses into a state of dejection.

After the contest, the young talents broke down in tears, while Monkey looked at his hands and murmured, “So, I’ve become this powerful.”

Apparently, the Monkey, having awakened the Sword Immortal Talent, hadn’t realized just how formidable he had become.

Having gained confidence from his juniors, the Monkey immediately went back to challenge his boss, only to be put into a state of dejection by Fang Cheng once again.

There was no helping it; Immortals are just that powerful.

And with the lure of prize money and fame, “Spirit Vessel” sparked the creation of numerous outstanding games through its MODs.

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Games created through MODs began to surge, and simple operations meant that ordinary people could get the hang of it after some basic learning.

Creating blockbusters still required some study, but plain-vanilla games were now within reach for many.

The first round of the game competition required player voting, with those reaching a certain threshold of votes advancing to the next round.

This process effectively weeded out a majority of half-hearted attempts—after all, with such a large player base, not even getting a thousand votes really wouldn’t cut it.

The competition offered substantial prize money, so several competent game planners snuck in to participate behind their boss’s back, only to accidentally discover their own bosses competing as well.

Qiu Yu was one such former game planner who joined the contest.

From the moment she saw the notice, Qiu Yu cut her sleep to four hours a night. Her daily routine revolved around pondering her game in front of the computer, and then meticulously refining her ideas into the game, bit by bit.