The huge wave sweeping the anime world

Lin Xianren knocked on the door twice and waited for about three quarters of an hour before he heard Boss Ma's response.

"Come in."

Lin Xianren, who was almost falling asleep while waiting, came in and closed the door. He looked at the man lying on Boss Ma's private sofa with a little curiosity and caution.

A man in a weird cosplay costume?

Not necessarily. Nowadays, it's hard to tell the gender of the characters at comic conventions. Maybe the one this guy takes out is bigger than mine, or he has two soft and weak points that are hidden.

It seems like I've gone astray. Yes, I came here to report on my work, but how come my thoughts were distracted by something else?

Could it be that my right hand has been too idle recently? It seems that I need to improve my strength. I must carefully select a few good teaching videos to judge them carefully when I go back.

"It's okay, you can tell us all your reports directly without worrying about his presence."

Ma Huayun picked up a super expensive brand of purified water on the boss's desk and took two small sips.

His original plan was to have his staff report to him one by one on their recent investigation report on "Free Fart".

In order to ensure comprehensiveness and confidentiality, he assigned specific people to be responsible for each detailed part.

Today he had a rare half day of free time, so he wanted to listen to what his subordinates thought.

But the orange cat came out from the phone again.

"Long time no see. I wonder if the low-key horse is having fun in the world I built?"

After Wuhai stepped on the sofa a few times, he found a comfortable corner for himself and lay down in his most enjoyable posture. Although Ma Huayun was not a cat lover, he had the urge to go up and take a few deep breaths.

"Very good, the world created by the immortal is very real"

Even though Ma Huayun claims to have seen many big scenes, he still feels a little scared.

After the first meeting, he immediately thought of calling some Taoist priests or monks to come and exorcise the demon, but he finally gave up.

In order to avoid suspicion, he deliberately asked others to pray for incense and help on his behalf, but those people only stared at the few taels of silver in the hands of the people he sent.

There was even a Taoist priest in a temple who asked them to call the police, saying that spirits were no longer allowed after the founding of the country.

So even though the other party gave him the impression of a mountain elf or tree monster, he still remained polite.

A normal person, no, even a normal monster, as long as you stroke the other person's hair and say a few nice words, the other person should have no reason to get angry.

At least you can't kill yourself for no reason, right?

By the way, a ginger cat shouldn’t need to absorb other people’s yang energy to become a demon, right?

Ma Huayun's thoughts wandered further and further, and one weird idea after another popped up.

“Then I’ll speak frankly.”

Just when Ma Huayun was about to complain, there was a knock on the door. However, since he had already gotten to this point, he had no time to take care of his subordinates who were reporting to him and just left them alone for three quarters of an hour.

Lin Xianren was a little surprised. When the task was first assigned, Boss Ma said it was a top secret task and seemed to take it very seriously.

Why was he left alone for three quarters of an hour and then asked to report in front of an outsider?

He was sure that the other party was definitely not a staff member of their Tencent. First, he did not have a company sign. Second, although there were many prominent managers who could enter Boss Ma’s office, he had met most of them and there was no such person.

Especially the fact that the other party actually lay on Boss Ma's private sofa unscrupulously. This is simply a fantasy. Everyone in Tencent knows that a certain game director was arrogant and proud of his achievements. He was fired on the spot for lying on the sofa for a while while reporting on his work. The company's human resources department directly threw the compensation in his face and threw him out.

“The difficulty in analyzing Free Fart is that we cannot get results through actual experience, but only understand the game through other people’s sharing.”

"So, we naturally came to a problem. The number of players is too small. As of today, there are only 20.5 players. This is simply a waste of resources. How can a fan game with a real simulation of a second world have so few people? So the limit on the number of players must be broken. Even if it is a game in the closed beta stage, our evaluation team unanimously believes that it is already ripe, like a -year-old girl. If you are picky, there will be no good fruit to eat."

"Although the game content is very novel, it lacks too many things. There is no krypton gold system, communication system, gift system, home system, character modeling, sign-in system, and other common sense content. Most importantly, I wonder if you have read their latest update announcement?"

Lin Xianren threw the question back to Boss Ma, who recalled the memory and spoke slowly.

"Conflicts within the company?"

Lin Xianren nodded repeatedly. The boss had indeed noticed the problem. It was not like he had never experienced such a contradiction before, so how could he not see it?

"In a game company, we often hear things like, 'The boss is a layman who knows nothing but lying on the bed, touching young models and talking about his wild ideas,' or 'A certain planner is such a idiot. The activities he designs every day are like those written by amoebas. There is no innovation at all and he doesn't consider whether the tasks and requirements can be achieved.'"

"Similar remarks like this are heard every few days in the game making circle. The game making circle is already very small, and some people with conflicts have almost reached the point where they see each other all the time. But a boss and producer who has started a successful business and can attract enough investment, and an experienced old planner who has planned many game activities, according to common sense, the two should not be so sharp-tongued, but in reality, they always attack each other and say that the other party "knows nothing". So let us consider these from the perspective of an outsider. Can we conclude who is the one who doesn't understand?"

"Sometimes the problem is similar to that bosses and investors prefer to make games that already have a stable track, but in the eyes of most of us practitioners, we have no intention of picking up the dewdrops that have been trampled into black edges by others, and many people want to invest some private work in the production."

"So what does this have to do with 'Free Farts'?"

Lin Xianren kept the secret and took a breath.

"From the update announcement, we can see that they are no longer maliciously slandering each other in private, but are putting their conflicts on the table."

"So, my guess is that this is a small company on the verge of dissolution, and the conflict has reached a point where it is about to explode. If we continue to invest resources, it is very likely that all our efforts will be in vain."

Although Lin Xianren was speaking to Ma Huayun during his report, his eyes always unconsciously glanced at the man.

Who is he? Why is he here? These words kept lingering in his mind.