To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 892 - 489: The Situation_2

Leon: "Hmm."

---User Leon ended the call---

---User Leon gave a five-star rating---

Alice covered her face and let out a long sigh before wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then, she pulled herself together and continued with her customer service duties.

Watching Alice’s humane actions, Gong Gong picked his nose and commented, "The Great Heavenly Lord might have misjudged, seeing how fast things are progressing—just a few years perhaps. I always knew the Great Heavenly Lord was behind the times; highly powerful individuals rarely understand human emotions."

"I agree," Fang Cheng said from the side, "The progress is indeed faster than I anticipated."

Gong Gong silently watched Fang Cheng, who had suddenly appeared, and then he sighed deeply.

Afterward, she arranged a bunch of tasks for herself at the sewage treatment plant and went off to eat the sewage.

Having reviewed the situation here, Fang Cheng returned to the studio to think over the future work.

Although this attempt failed, the reason for the failure was not him personally but rather Guixian’s unique situation.

And even Guixian felt a risk of falling into devilment, which meant that his game development skills had significantly improved—Guixian even felt romance.

Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but feel a tad smug.

Upon returning to the studio and greeting others, Fang Cheng had just returned to his workstation when he saw Leon coming toward him with red, swollen eyes.

He seemed to have just cried, his shoulders were still twitching occasionally, but his eyes were resolute.

Handing over the leave request he had just written, he solemnly said, "Boss, I would like to take a month off."

Fang Cheng signed the request right away, handed it back, and said, "I can see you’re really not in good shape, you should definitely take some time off."

Finding Fang Cheng’s ready agreement, Leon was stunned.

He had braced himself for rejection, considering he had just started not long ago, and it was for an entire month.

But unexpectedly, Fang Cheng was more straightforward than he thought, approving the leave without even asking why.

Hesitating, he asked, "Boss, aren’t you going to ask me what I am going to do?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"It doesn’t really matter, but if you want to tell me, I’ll listen."

"I plan to find the Living Immortal," Leon said seriously. "Just now, I experienced the most profound emotional moment of my life. I can hardly believe a game developer, after delisting a game, could still give players hope in customer service—that Easter egg truly moved me. I want to spend a month finding him and helping him through his tough times."

"Oh," Fang Cheng responded calmly.

"He might be facing some financial issues or possibly unsolvable programming problems. No worries, though, I have my connections; I can help him."

"But, my problems you might not be able to solve," Fang Cheng said. "’Heartbeat City’ has complicated issues that only slowly resolve themselves."

"Boss, I am talking about the Living Immortal."

"I am the Living Immortal."

Leon stared at Fang Cheng, hoping to see a hint of joking on his face, but he saw nothing.

Fang Cheng’s expression was very calm, his deep eyes completely unruffled, lacking any trace of jest.

Turning his head, he found the three planning jesters laughing so hard they were doubled over, unable to stand up.

Laugh to death, really couldn’t get up.

In that moment, Leon grasped the unique office politics of Fang Cheng Studio and the quintessential Huaxia culture of pulling pranks.

Suppressing the rising fury inside him, Leon turned back to Fang Cheng and ingratiatingly said, "Boss, why didn’t you tell me earlier that you were the Living Immortal?"

"You didn’t ask."

"That makes sense."

Knowing now that Fang Cheng was the Living Immortal, Leon finally gave up completely.

After all, Fang Cheng was the most impressive programmer he had ever encountered.

The programming techniques were beyond belief, the effects achieved in the games incredible, and the games produced were fast, high-quality, and bug-free.

If such a figure stated there were issues that could not be resolved, then they truly were unsolvable issues.

He sighed, just as Leon was about to return to his desk to continue working, he saw Sanmiao elegantly walking over to his computer.

Seeing Sanmiao pawing the power switch, Leon turned sharply and looked at Fang Cheng, letting out a distressed cry:

"Boss, you’ve got to be kidding!"

"You have three minutes to pack up your things, then go on a vacation."

"But I..."

"No buts, see you in a month."

Hearing what was in store for Leon, even Lin Nan and Wang Xiaoying couldn’t contain themselves.

Repressed laughter broke out in the room and reached a climax after Leon stormed off, filling the place with a lively vibe.

However, Fang Cheng quickly remembered something and called Leon back.

Feeling hopeful, Leon turned around and expectantly asked Fang Cheng, "Boss, is there still some work I need to do?"

"No, I just suddenly remembered you haven’t had a team building since you arrived. Let’s have one together, and then take a couple days off."

Hearing Fang Cheng’s plan, the studio staff immediately felt unhappy.

But according to the law of transference of smiles, the happy vibes returned to Leon’s face, making him laugh cheerfully.

Serves you right!

Although "Heartbeat City" was taken down, the game’s popularity not only didn’t decrease; in fact, it increased.

Players who hadn’t played it sighed in longing, while those who had now had bragging rights.

They described the game as incredibly fun. Some players, like Leon, were lucky to receive assistance from a split entity and witnessed the wonders of the AR world.

Through word of mouth, rumors about the game grew more and more, until it became an urban legend.

But after watching some AR videos posted by players, they quickly realized there was a big story to uncover.

The next day, Fang Cheng received a phone call.

The person on the other end spoke meticulously but sounded very polite, and after confirming Fang Cheng’s identity, introduced themselves.

Lei Peng, the legal person of Heavenly Troops Policing Equipment Company.

Afterward, the person asked about Fang Cheng’s schedule, and upon learning Fang Cheng was on vacation, he immediately asked if they could meet to discuss some business.

Upon meeting, Fang Cheng saw that the man was a rather burly middle-aged male.

He stood there like a steel pillar, with a height of 1.9 meters providing an imposing presence, his muscles unusually developed, definitely the type you’d call the police on if seen walking at night.

Seeing Fang Cheng, he grinned showing a smile that could soothe a child’s night crying.

However, despite the terrifying appearance, his voice was very gentle, reminiscent of a broadcaster’s.

"Mr. Fang, right? I am Lei Peng."

He invited Fang Cheng to sit down in the cafe, Lei Peng looked at him and then nodded saying, "Mr. Fang, you are so young; truly promising."

"Thanks. May I ask, Major Lei, what business do you have with me?" asked Fang Cheng, puzzled.

"How did you know I’m from the military?" Lei Peng exclaimed, startled.

"Guessed," Fang Cheng picked up the menu, "Latte okay?"

"That’s fine," Lei Peng replied instinctively, then realized he had been inadvertently led by Fang Cheng in the conversation.

The other had no power to lead, but Fang Cheng naturally made one feel compelled to follow his commands, which surprised Lei Peng.

Indeed, those who make a name for themselves are all remarkable.

Softening his demeanor even more, Lei Peng said to Fang Cheng, "Mr. Fang, since you’ve already guessed, I won’t beat around the bush. We highly value your AR technology. AR can help soldiers better adapt to extreme conditions, allowing them to respond better to emergencies. And it’s not just for defense; industries like firefighting and surgery could also benefit. So..."

"Sure, I agree," said Fang Cheng.

"Ah? But we haven’t discussed the price..."

"It’s free. No need to talk about money for such things."

Watching the composed Fang Cheng, Lei Peng felt the man’s mindset was too expansive.