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 Early the next morning, Ming Yan got up and made breakfast.
 Very simple egg fried rice with ham sausage added. The eggs and rice are fragrant, golden and crispy in color, with an enticing aroma.
 Ming Yan poured a little sauce on the side, and the umami quickly penetrated, wrapping the ball of fried rice with eggs.
 Soon, his nominal parents went downstairs, still a little flattered to see breakfast.
 Mingyan kept a nodding distance from them, sat at the end of the dining table by himself, and ate silently.
 The adoptive father was a little hesitant to say anything. After a while, he asked, "Ming Yan, you are about to graduate and get your certificate. Do you have any plans in the future?"
 Ming Yan was already prepared, and said calmly, "I joined a small project, and I'll talk about it after I'm done watching the game go live."
 "Minecraft" was his first game in this era, and all the income was decided to be donated to the Blue Star Institute.
 I hope this institute can dig out a few more fossils after it has sufficient funds, and make myself less lonely in this era.
 Also, wish they watched less of their own lives.
 And Ming Yan paid himself a salary planned by a fresh graduate.
 And after the project is over, 1% of the total profit will be used as a bonus.
 The above is the income he left to himself - this bonus ratio is considered to be very low in this industry.
 Ming Yan is not a person who loves money, but he is already preparing for his next work.
 The production cycle of a game is quite long, and it may be slightly shortened in the interstellar era.
 Ming Yan will look at this income to decide what genre and style to choose for the next game.
 If he was really short of money, he would have to sacrifice that "dragon-slaying sword"...
 After breakfast, nothing happened today.
 Ming Yan continued to look at the alumni circle, and then accidentally discovered that a video suddenly became popular!
 Overnight, the number of broadcasts reached tens of thousands, and it seemed that everyone was forwarding this video.
 When I clicked it, it was an edited clip of a live broadcast of "Minecraft". The anchor's little face was placed in the lower right corner of the video, with a particularly vivid expression.
 Holding a diamond sword, the protagonist rushed out of the door with great interest—
 One accidentally fell to his feet and fell to his death.
 Zhou Liye: "Ah, ah, ah, I blame this cliff for attacking me!"
 The protagonist took out the second diamond sword and rushed out of the back door with great interest—
 bar.
 Zhou Liye: "Baba, you're poisonous! Why did you build our house on the top of the mountain! Your son, I've been tricked to death by you! Ah!"
 The third time I went out, only an iron sword could be used.
 As soon as I went out, I saw a Tintin monster head-on.
 Zhou Liye: "The shape of holding the grass is a bit too much! I'm going to get cold when this thing appears in the live broadcast! Later, Ye, please PS it off!"
 A subtitle pops up later: lazy, black screen.
 As soon as the screen went black, before the audience could see what Tintin looked like, this monster banged... exploded.
 Yes, this is a self-propelled self-exploding monster in the shape of a penis, which not only does huge damage, but also destroys terrain.
 This is the creeper!
 When you see it, it is either on its way to detonate itself, or it is on its way to rush towards you and then detonate itself!
 The diamond sword was gone, and a pit exploded in front of the house.
 The protagonist took out a diamond pickaxe with low durability and decided to explore the mine first.
 When he sees a wall that is different, he happily lifts up the manuscript and digs.
 The clinker dug directly through a closed tunnel and fell down.
 Looking left and right, the surrounding is actually full of magma, and you know with your feet that stepping in will turn into a golden crispy chicken.
 "…"
 There is no way to heaven, no way to enter the earth.
 He drew his sword and looked around at a loss.
 Although some people are still alive, they are actually dead.
 The diamond pick is gone, and the precious diamond products in the family seem to have all been blasted out.
 Zhou Liye said with a sad face: "It's over, I've ruined my family. Before Dad finds out, I'll move bricks and pay off the debt..."
 However, after thinking about it, the mine did not dare to go down.
 Then, reluctantly, he picked up a wooden manuscript and prepared to go out to find an open-pit mine.
 Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he turned to meet love - a green face stared at him quietly, and made the sound of the lead being about to be detonated.
 Zhou Liye: "Hold the grass! Late stage! Mosaic this J [beep-] strange!"
 Instant black screen.
 bang.
 The living room of the house was blown up.
 Unconsciously, he died like this until it was dark.
 Outside the hut, several little monsters were refreshed.
 Zhou Liye licked his lips: "Everyone in the audience, I have to be serious! Have you seen that skeleton? I'm going to kill it tonight to vent my anger!"
 He is full of pride and ambition, but when he looks around, he has nothing to do, and he is also a family member.
 In the end, he had to hold up that white and tender rectangular hand, ready to go and fight the monster closely.
 However, if you look closely, in the dark night, in addition to the skeleton monster, there is also a familiar...
 Hmm, black screen.
 Zhou Liye: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, help! The hero spares his life! Don't ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah - please don't come here - "
 bang.
 The will of fate has so cruelly run over this weak, pitiful and helpless little cube boy.
 When the screen lights up again, the protagonist is already standing in a broken wall, looking up at the moon alone.
 The hut was completely blown up.
 Zhou Liye said in a deep voice: "It should come, it will come. This house... it should have this disaster."
 As soon as he finished speaking, the camera in the lower right corner showed that in addition to his small face, there was an old dark face behind him.
 These two seconds of silence were the gaze of the **** of death.
 Zhou Liye: "...Dad, Baba, I love you, I know I'm wrong..."
 Teacher Zhou: "Nianzi! You use my computer in the middle of the night! Play my games! Don't worry! You, father, I spent nine hours working so hard to build a house—ah! And my password box! You This prodigal son, this has ruined Laozi's life savings! If I can't kill you today, I will give you your surname!"
 After watching the video, Ming Yan bent the corner of his mouth and gave it a like.
 I have to say, this little anchor is really unlucky to meet three Tintin monsters in 20 minutes...
 This popular video spread in the same city circles overnight. In addition to the frenzied laughter of "Hahahahahahahahaha", there are two types of people in the comment area:
 The first one is asking "what game is this", most of them are interested in this cute looking game with rich gameplay.
 Maybe there are people who think Zhou Liye is too naive, so they roll up their sleeves to prove themselves and play a trick.
 The second is asking "what the **** is a mosaic monster". Most of them are people who can't get the download quota of "Minecraft", but they accidentally see Tucao.
 The consequence of being overly curious is that I wish I could hang myself in the comments for others to see.
 "I can't breathe! I'm going to die! If you don't tell me what the Mosaic Monster is, I'll hang quietly at the gate of the Royal Academy!"
 "Damn it Juliet! What are you doing with such a black screen!"
 "I beg your uncle to be kind, let me privately tell me what the mosaic is... I promise to take this secret to the grave. (Picture: tearful
 After a few days of fermentation, the popularity of "Minecraft" in the self-media has slowly reached 22,000 points, and it has already ranked in the top three in the local popularity.
 This is also thanks to the spread of Miss Juliet's video, funny, light-hearted entertainment content is always easy to conquer idle netizens.
 Basically, after reading the hottest news in the local area, every netizen will see the hashtag #MinecraftJuliet#.
 Traffic is still pouring in.
 Some people can't sit still.
 Just as Ming Yan continued to read the comments, his communicator rang.
 Mingyan continued: "Hey, I'm Mingyan."
 "Hello, Mingyan. This is the IPP platform marketing department, and I'm Wiles, the manager."
 Ming Yan sat up slightly, and he waited for the big fish he wanted.
 Ming Yan said: "I know that you are here to introduce "Minecraft". I declare in advance that I will not accept the buyout model, only the share. In addition, the A family has contacted me two days ago. Now you can Offered."
 There was silence on the other end of the phone, obviously not expecting Ming Yan to have such a neat and tidy attack from a student.
 Wiles was stunned for a while, and said, "Please wait a moment."
 He obviously discussed a few words with the other person next to him, then reopened the communication and said, "We can give you the first place in this year's 'New Works' column, as well as editors' demo recommendations and comments. Sign an A-level contract, and the simple profit share ratio is 21%."
 His offer was quite straightforward, but he was clearly not satisfied.
 "Close to 20%, I will not accept this outrageous price." Ming Yan said, "You have not realized the value of this game."
 Wiles said: "Of course, we believe that this work can have an excellent performance, and the current player praise rate has explained a lot of problems. But I also hope that you can realize that the results of "Minecraft" are now based on the school. On the basis of the Internet, its players are all college students. From the perspective of the art style of "Minecraft", we are not optimistic about its attractiveness and market performance among other player groups."
 Ming Yan raised his eyebrows: "Since you are evaluating like this, there is nothing to say."
 "Wait, you can give your psychological price point," Wiles said.
 Well, this shows that Aijia still wants to get "Minecraft", and also accepts a certain degree of bargaining.
 but…
 "No, thank you. My psychological price is a 10% commission." Ming Yan said.
 Upon hearing this, Wiles blurted out, "This is impossible!"
 What is the concept of a 10% or so commission?
 Even if it sells hundreds of millions of copies, the channel is close to no profit. After all, they have to pay for follow-up staff, maintenance, and server traffic.
 Who is this price usually paid to?
 It is the top game manufacturer, and the god-level architect has come forward to lead the high-end team, and has made a 3A masterpiece after a few years of sharpening a sword.
 At the same time, it must have a very high media rating, as well as millions of players' expectations.
 This kind of work is no longer a buyer's market. It is no longer necessary to contact the platform everywhere to go online, or to tug-of-war in the conference room to negotiate a percentage.
 But if the platform does not introduce it, users will slap the table and scold the platform - it is that level of IP masterpiece.
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 This novel is also known as The Strongest Game Architect
 Game designer traversed to the interstellar era, let’s continue to make games.
 Ming Yan: Should I first use magical beast, sword three circle a hundred million fans, or dragon slaying treasure sword to make me one hundred million dollars? This is a problem.
 After that Ming Yan created two accounts, problem solved.
 “There are two kinds of game otherworldly architects, one call Ming Yan, and one called others.
 “Joint protest against the inclusion of Blue Star Studio’s works in the ranking list of best games! This is a genocidal massacre of our architects!”
 “Being born in the same era as such a great architect is simply the greatest happiness of being a player”
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 As a great swordsman who had reached the top level of 999, Lin Feng was hailed as the best swordsman cultivator that the World of the Nine Continents had seen in a thousand years. His sword techniques were exceptional and exquisite.
 However, just as he was about to able to enjoy a leisure life, he welcomed another transmigration.
 This time, he had transmigrated into a female-dominated world. Women were responsible for providing for the family while men just had to look pretty.
 On his first day of school, Lin Feng received confessions from two rich, beautiful and wealthy girls. The first even promised him a comfortable life as long as he obeys her.
 A max-level swordsman in his previous life, Lin Feng would never allow himself to depend on a girl. Thus, he set out on his cultivation journey once again. He would forge a world for men in this matriarchal society.
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 In this town, Lu Chu’s the only one who can’t see.
 Before him, there was no one here that had such a symptom.
 A suspicious stalker, escaping a room, the school legends, a life and death group fight…
 Survival and killing.
 Struggling and resisting. Swimming in the deep and dark waters of despair, merely wishing for a chance to survive.
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 Heaven and Earth serve as the guesthouse for all living things, with Time being the sojourner since time immemorial. 
 As with the difference between dreaming and awakening, the distinction between life and death is diverse and confused, and changing. 
 What awaits us beyond time, once we have transcended life and death, heaven and earth? 
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 Majiatisi Lei En, the sole Descendant of the Heroes is the nightmare of his entire town.
 The apprentice of a proud Warlock, Lei En works hard to learn his trade unknowingly causing mayhem for those around him.
 So when he stood on the tower of the Supreme Wizard, shouting with a heroic flair:
 ”I want to be the greatest of the alchemist of the Shenji Continent!”
 A resounding roar of, “Boos” from the townspeople was the only response he got.
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 When Fang Yuan was transmigrated into a world where Gu Breeder was the main profession, he found that he was not gifted.
 Not only that, the Gu in his body could cultivate on their own.
 [Your Iron Skin Gu has trained profoundly and has achieved the Gold-grade!]
 [Your Bloodthirsty Gu has begun to multiply itself into a swarm of Bloodthirsty Gus!]
 [Your Sunlight Gu has been absorbing the power of the sun for years and has gathered the Truth Flame of the Sun!]
 [Your Drunken Gu has evolved into a Soul-reaping Gu. Your control over it has risen by 100 folds!]
 [Your Flying Sword Gu was hurt in battle. Amid its desperation, it has evolved into a Sword God Gu!]
 “Heck, even Gu undergoes involution as well now?” Fang Yuan let out a sigh.
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 Jiang Chen, a young gaming genius, took his team to seize first place in the Wandering Dream Professional League Tournament, and became the consecutive champion for both the first and second season.
 He should have had boundless prospects, but his body, to no avail, suffered from a terminal illness, forcing him to retire at the pinnacle of his career.
 Unreconciled, smashing a cracked pot, at an impasse…… Jiang Chen decided to take a gamble on his life, choosing to freeze himself.
 Thirty years later, Evergreen Alliance’s 《 Wandering Dream 》 brazenly took the first step and became the first virtual reality game in the entire world.
 Numerous players flared with passion — those withdrawn into holes, those retired, new fans, old fans, one after another, they came pouring into the game.
 Jiang Chen awakened from his freezing, his hot blood having not yet cooled down, and stepped forward as well.
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 [Alien Grave Robbery] [Deep Sea Shipwreck] [Deep Space Adventure] 
 In 1405, Zheng He led his fleet to sea. On the way back, he encountered pirates who pretended to surrender. Ten thousand people killed five thousand thieves in a naval battle. The leader of the bandits, Chen Zuyi, fled to the East. 
 Zheng He pursued, and reached the depths of the Eastern Ocean. There was a heavy fog on the sea. Through the fog in March, it suddenly became clear, and he saw: two red suns hanging in the sky, and the stars were changing and everything was in confusion. 
 … 
 In the 21st century, Zheng Yun dug up an ancient sea chart that recorded the secret method of immortality, and went to the deep space outside the system to track down the traces of immortals, demons, gods and ghosts. 
 Fairy and ancient buildings, divine objects, strange legends, metaphysical relics, records from historical corners, unknown figures, mysterious and mysterious ancient doubts, horrifying metaphysical tragedies... Lift the fog and peek inside, the world is actually so mysterious. vast. 
 [Science fiction that is not hard but is indeed science fiction] [Completely fictional after the Ming Dynasty] [Mainly focused on exploration and not involved in anything else]
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 This novel is also known as My Apocalypse Domain
 On doomsday, Tang Yu unexpectedly got the Lord of the End System, he remained very calm.
 Lack of experts? I will construct a pub so I can make ten draws in a row; 　　
 Lack of food? I can’t be too cheap with the large pack full of food supplies sent from the market;
 Lack of safety? Arrow Tower, Mage Tower Artillery and all kinds of automatic defence buildings. Having many isn’t too many;
 Lack of equipment? Workshop production must produce high-quality items. Sir, would you like one? We are having a 20% discount special at nine!
 …………　
 In short, this is a story of Great Lord Tang building up his territory, attacking some monsters, and ripping off…… Cough, making some money at the same time.
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 In the castle named Crystal Palace, a panic-filled voice shook the sky.
 “It’s too long! My father is going to jump off the building again after 300 draws of NOBU!”
 Skaha heard the words and sighed: “It seems that the practice is still not enough…”
 Saying that, Skaha turned his head to look at the two vacant seats beside him, and sighed again: “The action is really fast, I hope you can catch up, Chief Okita, Joan of Arc Alter…”
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 “When you see this line of words, the world game has begun.” 
 “This is the [Live Action Global Live Game] to redeem Zhai Xing.” 
 “Here, all players travel through the world together. You can become hope in the crisis-ridden apocalypse, witness reincarnation in the future controlled by androids, and fight for the camp in villages where werewolves and gods confront each other…” 
 “I’m Su Ming’an, and I have the only death rollback skill.” 
 “The eliminated players became viewers. In the hundreds of millions of live broadcast rooms, they said that I was the strongest [number one player], and that I was the one who existed forever.” 
 “Some people say that I am a traitor sent by the organizer, an incompetent leader.” 
 “…but it doesn’t matter.” 
 “Those who hold wages for everyone should not freeze to death in the wind and snow. Those who open the way for freedom should not make them suffer from thorns.” 
 “—I will bring [Brilliant Future] to all those who have looked at me.” 
 … 
 “…whether they were well-meaning or malicious.” 
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 Labels: original world, heaven, infinite flow, human nature flow, long-term foreshadowing, reverse plot, HE, BE, TE and more short endings. 
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 [Fake Game Begins: Prologue, Real Game Begins: Chapter 14] 
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 With the flick of sleeves, it overturns. 
 With a thrust of punch, it shatters! 
 It’s a vast world filled with adept martial artists!
 The ancient clash of the titans brings forth the wrath from heaven. 
 “They send down the thunder, they send down the fire! ” 
 They bolted the continents separating them into a land of 9 countries covering the 18 provinces, and the world therefore, ushers into the era resonating with the Dark Ages.
 However, as the things run downhills, rise forth the cultivator team comprising the big deals.
 Ye Shang, a young villager with a cinder burning in his heart thus, set off into the world of cultivation. A life-changing mystery! A competition for the throne! The winner becomes king!
 What’s in store for him?
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 That year, Lin Yi crossed. 
 In the world of the second dimension, living an ordinary life, I still like to do something. 
 He once pinched a dragon ball out, and summoned the magic dragon, which brought joy to the world. 
 He took a tortoise and took a nickname called Turtle Immortal. Later, the other person trained a super Saiyan named Sun Wukong. 
 He once planted a batch of miraculous fruits, and the people who ate did not dare to go to the sea, but instead became a strong man at sea, known as EM fruit. 
 He once created the most popular dolls, they saved the world in New York, and also formed a superhero team named Avengers. 
 He built a mechanical planet with building blocks, and later reproduced many robots, claiming to be Transformers. 
 And these legends are just props, dolls and building blocks in Lin Yi’s hands.
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