After crossing over, the plug-in is only your own chat group

[Pokémon World Gao Muming: I heard Candlemon say that you not only moved all the Xiaomi games here to attack people, but also showed off in your personal blog, company blog and major related forums. To be honest, you'd better be more restrained, otherwise you will be put in a sack and beaten in the street as Candlemon expected.]

[Anime World Gao Muming: Don't worry, you also know that according to the top introduction of the chat group, every time someone joins, our body and soul will be strengthened, and this superposition will continue until it reaches the limit of the world we are in. ]

[Pokémon World Gao Muming: Indeed, I experimented and my strength has more than doubled. I should have the opportunity to become a super rookie in the future, and a strong soul may even awaken superpowers. (The panda with its hands on its hips makes me so awesome.jpg)]

[Pokémon World Gao Muming: But this has nothing to do with you being put in a sack. After all, in the daily world, your physical limit is there. You can only handle three or four with your bare hands at best with your physical fitness.]

[Anime World Gao Muming: (Ip Man waved his hand, I want to fight ten.jpg) I practice boxing every day, and I also carry a special magic stick with me. (Thumbs up.jpg)]

[Pokémon World Gao Muming: Have you been prepared to be beaten? ]

[In the world of anime, Gao Muming: I can’t help it. Before I traveled through time, I saw a well-known comic book author being beaten up in the street by readers who were dissatisfied with the plot. I’m so crazy that I have to learn some self-defense skills. 】

[Anime World Gao Muming: I'm not that jumpy at first, but you see, as the saying goes, when you have special skills, you will naturally want to kill. Isn't it a pity that I have nowhere to display my strong physical fitness and hard-trained martial arts? And the one I'm fighting is a chicken with a foot basin. If someone really comes, I'll be very happy. ]

After Gao Muming finished sending the message, the chat group fell into a long silence.

"Even if it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to react for a while."

Gao Muming smiled and shook his head.

“It’s time to update today’s blog.”

Gao Muming then skillfully took out his phone and took a photo of the box full of razor blades, then posted it on his blog with the caption "This is today's batch of razor blades, a little disappointing, there are fewer than yesterday's. So you guys send me razor blades every day, don't you have anything else to do?"

Then Gao Muming decisively switched to his own account "Blade Porter" and left a message under the blog he had just posted.

"Dear families, are you still worried about spending time sending razor blades to 'Takagi the Thief' every day? In line with the attitude of serving families with a people-oriented approach, our store now launches the latest package activity - sending razor blades exclusively for Takagi the Thief."

Not long after the small account left the message, a large order was received.

Looking at the rapidly increasing number of orders in his backend, Gao Muming smiled and nodded in satisfaction with his behavior.

"I just used my left and right hands to shuffle the useless blades that filled the warehouse. Not only can I make a small profit, but I can also recycle the useless blades and reduce waste. I am worthy of this."

"The version will be updated in two days. I think the orders will be overwhelming by then."

Thinking of this, Gao Muming rubbed his chin with his hand, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he couldn't help but laugh in the office.

Time passed slowly and it was time for lunch break.

"Dengdengdeng..."

There was a knock on the door, and Gao Muming couldn't help but frowned, a thoughtful look on his face.

"No one came back to disturb me during lunch break. Is there something wrong in the company? But the knock on the door is not urgent, so there should be no problem. Let someone come in and ask and we will know."

Thinking this, Gao Muming spoke to the office door.

"Please come in."

As Takagi Akira finished speaking, a blonde girl named Hikari Yagami, wearing a plaid skirt and a white T-shirt, pushed the door open. As the chief character designer of the game production company "Eagle Jump" that was acquired by Takagi Akira two years ago, she is now involved in the development of the latest game project "Genshin Impact".

Takagi Akira, who was originally curious about what the visitor was about, gave up the idea of ​​exploring the matter the moment he saw Yagami Mitsuru coming in. After all, as a workaholic who stayed in the company at least half of the time, Yagami Mitsuru would never come to see him unless it was work-related.

Before Yagami Hikaru spoke, Takagi Akira spoke first.

"It's Yagami. You came to me to confirm the character's settings, right?"

Hearing what Takagi Akira said, Yagami Hikaru quickly waved his hands.

"No, no, it's not work related. The microwave in the work area is broken, so I came to borrow your microwave to heat up my lunch box."

"I see. No problem, you can use it."

Takagi Akira retracted his gaze as he spoke, and immediately posted a notice in the company's chat group, asking anyone who needed heated lunch boxes to come to the president's office.

Soon, many employees came in with lunch boxes. Looking at the employees who filled the president's office waiting for their lunch boxes to be heated up, Takagi Akira frowned.

"Isn't it said that people like to eat cold lunch boxes? There are so many employees who need to heat up their lunch boxes. It seems that we need to notify the purchasing department to buy a few more microwave ovens to be placed in the office area and the rest area."

Rubbing his temple, Gao Muming looked at the bustling president's office, stood up and walked out under the gaze of all the employees.

As Takagi Akira left, the employees in the president's office couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"As expected of the president, I feel like he has an indescribable sense of majesty that is even stronger."

"Do you feel the same way? I thought it was just my illusion."

"This is what is called the president's aura."

"By the way, this is my first time in the president's office."

"Look at that wall of figurines. They're all collectibles."

"No, there are quite a few that are limited to the global market."

"Really? Let me see."

Song Muzen, a hardcore figurine enthusiast who was waiting for his bento to come out of the microwave, heard everyone's discussion and didn't even bother to look in the direction the speaker was pointing.

After seeing the entire row of limited edition figures, Song Muqian's eyes began to light up. He walked straight towards the figure cabinet and accidentally bumped into the computer desk. When he was about to fall, he held on to the desk with his hand.

The computer screen lit up instantly, and on the screen was a chat room titled "Captains, assemble and fight for all that is good in the world."

Looking at the messages flashing in the chat room, Song Muqian swallowed subconsciously. There was no way to "Captains, assemble and fight for all the good in the world." The name of the chat room is well-known within the company.

As the largest gathering place for black fans of Akira Kogi, the general manager of the Honkai series, you can 100% see their presence in any online comments targeting Akira Kogi.

Song Muqian's pupils shrank as he looked at the latest news in the chat room.

Give me back Teacher Jizi: "Comrades, after organizational discussion, we have decided to organize a holy war."

I am Alicia's dog: "Is it the so-called 'Tokyo Honkai Fighting Group' again? Didn't they give up because no one responded?"

It’s not Paramecium: “Yes, I remember that there were a few people who responded and were ready to take action, but in the end, nothing came of it.”

Teacher Himeko: "We couldn't help it. The main reason was that we received inside information. We did run into that damn 'Honkai Will - Takagi Akira' when we arrived at the gym. But that guy performed a show in front of us where he could smash a sandbag with one punch."

Repeated sit-ups: "Good guy, I just said good guy, from the photos I saw he looked chubby and not very good at fighting, I didn't expect he was such a hunk."

Give me back Mr. Himeko: "After seeing the difference, I was ready to give up, but then you look at that guy's latest interview."

'Some players call me "Honkai Will - Ming". After all, I am the one who brought Honkai to this world. I think calling me Honkai Will is quite descriptive.

You asked me what I think about the many people on the Internet who are calling for me to beat me up and change the plot of Honkai Impact 3rd? Of course I just sit back and watch. You know, when I decided to make the Honkai Impact 3rd series, I started practicing boxing to avoid this kind of situation. Now, three or five ordinary people are no match for me. '

Give me back Mr. Himeko: "I have decided to restart the 'Tokyo Anti-Honkai Will Group'. Gather the heroes and resist the atrocities of Honkai. It is our duty to resist."

Seeing this, Song Muqian forced an ugly smile on his face and looked at his colleagues who were surrounding him.

"Well, I won't be fired tomorrow for knowing too much, right? "

Katagiri placed a hand on Song Muqian's shoulder, looked at the lit computer screen, his pupils shrank suddenly, and after a slight silence, he spoke to comfort him.

"Don't worry, that won't happen. Even though our president is a little eccentric, petty, and vindictive, he won't mix personal matters with official ones. Just pretend you didn't see anything."

"Thank you for your comfort, Assistant Katagiri." Song Muqian showed a smile that was uglier than crying. "Although I was not comforted."

Soon after, a new message suddenly popped up in the chat room: "Captains, assemble and fight for all the good in the world."

Give me back Teacher Ji Zi: "(Comrades, there is a traitor, stop the transaction.jpg) I received the latest news from the traitor. That old thief has quietly lurked into our chat room. In order to ensure the success of the operation, we will have a single line of communication."

After lunch, after Gao Muming had instructed the purchasing department to buy a few more microwave ovens for the office area, he returned to his computer and saw 99+ unread messages in the chat group. He clicked on it and saw the screen was full of "Fight for all the good in the world!"

Give me back Mr. Himeko: "Fight for all the good in the world!"

Repeated sit-ups: "Fight for all that is good in the world!"

My wife Xi'er: "Fight for all the good in the world!"

I am Alicia's dog: "Fight for all the good in the world!"

……

Gao Muming flipped through ten or so pages and saw the same sentence all over again.

"Looks like I've been exposed. It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have instigated a rebellion and planted an insider, don't you think so, Katagiri-kun?"

Takagi Akira looked at Assistant Katagiri who was standing next to him with a smile, and then showed an unhappy expression.

"Do you really think I don't know that among the thousands of people who curse me every day, at least a quarter are my company employees. I really don't know how many people will come to beat me up this time. No matter how many, I can vent a little of the anger of being cursed all the time."

"How many of those who came to my office to heat up their lunch boxes today do you think were here to scout out the area and attack me in the company? Today, a microwave oven that is usually rarely used has people lining up to use it. Can't they be as steady as I am and plan before they act?"

Hearing Takagi Akira's somewhat dissatisfied words, Katagiri also held his forehead helplessly.

"Boss, when you were doing those hateful things, I really didn't see that you were stable."

"And even if there were people who wanted to attack you in the company before, they should have stopped now. After all, you asked me to spread the video of you practicing boxing. Everyone is not stupid. If they know it is impossible, they will definitely not attack you in the company."

"I was originally thinking about whether I could catch one or two to relieve my boredom, but who knew there would be so many? Why don't you contact a few privately and try again? What if you succeed this time? Don't worry, I won't hold you responsible afterwards."

After hearing what Takagi Akira said, Assistant Katagiri smiled bitterly and then complained.

"Besides, you have such a bad taste, don't you? Can you change a sheep to pull? I am lurking to help you pass on information and help you manage the blade shop. I am really afraid that I will be beaten if I am exposed."

Hearing Katagiri's complaint, Takagi Akira looked up at his assistant and then chuckled.

"This is a compliment for your brave behavior. Since the update of the Honkai series of games, countless people have said online and in private that they want to beat me up. I never expected that the first person to take action would be my assistant. Unfortunately, his martial arts skills were a bit low, so I subdued him in no time."

"Despite this, I admire your abilities and I haven't punished you. What are you dissatisfied with? Besides, even if I'm exposed, it's not a big deal. There are many people who want to beat me up anyway."

After hearing this, Katagiri was so upset that he frowned and became a little worried about the future of his own game company. He then spoke to try to get Takagi Akira to change his mind.

"President Takagi, I think it's better not to do this. If this matter is exposed, the company will be boycotted on a large scale."

After hearing what Katagiri said, Takagi Akira waved his hand without caring much.

"Don't worry, I've already made a plan. The foot basin has a traditional art called 'bowing spirit'. There's nothing that can't be solved by bowing. If there's something that can't be solved, I'll just bow. If it doesn't work, I can perform a kneeling performance and give away 1000 crystals. The players will definitely have collective amnesia."

"We can then arrange for a monster representing the person to randomly refresh on the map every day, so that they can have an outlet to vent their grievances."