Chapter 96: Horse Racing
While Eggplant, Rusty, Winter Melon, and Benny were tearing it up on Twitch, raking in gifts and hyping the chat, Old Horse’s stream was stealing the show!
Unlike Eggplant’s wild ups and downs,
Ajal. posts
Chapter 95: No Wife in Wife Cake, No Quality in Quality Square
“We’re done! Let’s roll!”
8 PM! PUBG went live!
After wiping his mouth with a curtain—a classic Eggplant move—Liu Peijia tossed his bowl, ditching chopsticks to dive into his somatosensory cabin.
In the Twitch voice channel, Rust...
2025-08-09 03:03:57 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 94: It’s Broken! Am I a Traitor?
This wasn’t just wrong—it was catastrophically wrong!
Zoey Parker stood at the factory door in PUBG’s virtual world, eyes wide as saucers.
The skydiving rush, the butter-smooth movements, the gut-punch recoil of roaring gunfire, the immersive chaos!
The mountains, trees, wind—every detail screamed perfection....
Chapter 93: I’m the King of the Hill!
“This is freaking awesome!”
“What kind of game is this? Where’s the ethics? Where’s the demo? Where’s the full release?”
“Bless their hearts, this’ll last forever.”
“What hairpin turn?”
“Steal their gear and bury ‘em.”
“Watch out next time—my 40-foot blade’s hard to sheathe....
Chapter 92: Guns and Cannons! Promo Video Online!
Click, click, click…
Chloe Quinn’s heels rang out in the quiet Tech Tower corridor.
She kept her steps measured, not daring to speed up or stop.
Over a dozen pairs of eyes followed her in silence.
Her knees felt weak.
Almost there…
Zoey Parker’s office loomed ahead. Chloe held onto that thought.
B...
Chapter 91: We Invisible or What?
Hulala—
The crew’s gone.
WindyPeak Games’ office in Tech Tower, Seattle is a ghost town.
Only Luke Bennett and Jake Rivers linger, awkwardly eyeing Zoey Parker.
“What’re you staring at? Scram!”
Zoey tilts her head:
“Waiting for me to buy you dinner?”
“Nah, nah, we’re good…”
They...
Chapter 90: You Treat Me Like a Hero, I’ll Repay Like One!
“…One last time: No overtime without my sign-off! Meeting’s done!”
Zoey Parker’s all action.
This is make-or-break for her piggy bank rescue mission.
So, the day after jetting back from Tokyo, Zoey storms WindyPeak Games for an all-hands meeting.
Two agenda items:
First, PUBG’s production kicks off....
Chapter 89: Yo, Prez Dropping Genius Takes!
Hah!
Gus Harper’s question has Zoey Parker cackling inside.
Why am I stunned?
How’s that coming out of your mouth?
You stabbed me in the back, and you’re asking why I’m frozen?
Why not ask a magic 8-ball?
Your promise, huh? Your cooking game… no, battle game?!
We had a deal!
How’s a cooking...
Chapter 88: Ten Minutes Onstage, and You’re Already Stunned?
The crowd’s going wild!
“What a crazy setup!”
“Upgrades usually buff you, but this game nerfs you!”
“It doesn’t tank the vibe—it amps the challenge!”
“Classic Kintuo Games, always dropping fresh heat.”
“The higher you rank, the dopest the kill feels. Pure rush!”
“This is insane!...
Chapter 87: A True Smorgasbord Slam!
Sunday, 9 AM, Tokyo.
Sunlight floods the Tokyo International Exhibition Center, a colossal hall with a slick inverted-triangle roof, towering 200 feet over a lush plaza.
Built in ’96 by Sato Design, this beast is a Tokyo icon, hosting epic expos yearly.
Today, it’s the heart of the Asian Esports Game Developers C...
Chapter 86: I Don’t Wanna Work Hard, But She Calls Me Family!
That night, Jonah York spilled his heart to his wife, Jenna York.
He said he wanted to quit. Start fresh.
He admitted that, with a wife and kid to support, he still craved one last shot past 30.
Jonah braced for pushback, expecting Jenna to worry or flat-out say no.
But—
She smiled, soft and relieved.
“Y...
Chapter 85: Expired Graduates
Three days later!
Portland University, Wisdom Plaza.
Banners fluttered, crowds swarmed!
The annual campus job fair kicked off at Portland University.
Big, small, and mid-sized companies from across the U.S. set up booths, with job-hunting students packed shoulder-to-shoulder.
And among them!
A tiny booth nea...
Chapter 84: You Say Skyscraper, I Say Rocket Booster
“Abstract? Nah, it’s solid.”
Gus Harper set down the dividend agreement, following Zoey Parker’s gaze to the notebook.
A round frying pan, tilted, with four letters etched on the base:
PUBG
Nice!
Gus had poured serious brainpower into picking the Asian Esports Development Conference project.
To avoid...
Chapter 83: This Game Logo is Too Abstract
That night.
Portland Heights, Building 8.
Zoey Parker sprawled on a plush sofa, head against the cushions, binging a TV series on the laser projector.
A long straw stretched from a Coke can on the coffee table to her mouth.
Her chip-crusted hands dug into a snack bag, mechanically feeding her face.
Crunch—cru...
Chapter 82: I, Zoey Parker, Invested in This Project!
Holy crap—
Time to get serious!
Even with Gus Harper’s experience, he couldn’t help but shiver at James Carver’s pitch!
This was a massive game dev event!
Continental level!
If WindyPeak joined, win or lose, they’d be stepping out of the U.S., reaching for the global stage!
But that wasn’t all!<...
Chapter 81: Important Guests
“I’m Radiant Games… Hello? Dang it!”
Meanwhile, in the chief planner’s office at Radiant Game Studio!
Felix Warren roared, slamming his phone on the desk!
I’m not a freaking telemarketer!
“No thanks” my foot!
What a slap in the face!
Felix, fuming in his boss chair, had nowhere to vent, so he...
Chapter 80: A Little Rebate Shock
Monday night, WindyPeak Game Company, Director’s Office.
Gus Harper gripped his controller, deep in Vampire Survivor.
Per WindyPeak’s rules, work ends at five.
But Gus liked chilling in the office ‘til seven or eight.
Not working—just vibing. Scrolling his phone, sipping tea, watching clips, or, like tonig...
Chapter 79: A Little Song of Healing
Ugh!
A pop-star zombie latched onto Winter Melon’s head!
Blasting brainwashing pop tunes, it dragged Winter Melon around, stumbling like a drunk!
Chat exploded—
“This is freaking wild!”
“Mod author’s getting a court date!”
“No one resists a slam-dunk zombie!”
“Point and laugh!”
...
Chapter 78: The Game Can Be Unpopular, But Not Weird
Numb!
Yin was straight-up numb!
He raged for two minutes, hopping mad.
If those bouncy twin ponytails didn’t have ShuBro, Jada Brooks, and Pineapple dying of laughter, this stream would’ve crashed.
What a scam!
Yin gritted his teeth, itching to swap his Hatsune Miku model.
But chat and his squad shut it ...
Chapter 77: Chu Yin Future
“Alright, thanks for the call. Catch ya later, peace—”
Done!
After his last pitch, Wesley Moore, grinding all day, sighed in relief.
A cubicle drone, he cold-called, pushing insurance.
Day after day, his life was as dull as dishwater.
Only gaming after work sparked joy.
Wesley wasn’t a gaming nut, bu...
Chapter 76: Let Players Help Us Make Games
Zoey Parker felt a pang of guilt.
In her eyes, Boss Harper was always steady—bright as noon sun, calm as a spring breeze.
Gentle, yet unbreakable.
In game dev, nothing fazed him.
Weird demands? Odd feedback? He’d whip up genius ideas, crafting epic game worlds for all.
But this supernova, born for gaming…...
Chapter 75: Is There Any Way to Make Up for It?
“Rating system down for maintenance?”
Tonight!
Yin was ready to stream.
He’d linked up with Jada Brooks, ShuBro, and Pineapple, set to finish yesterday’s brutal map.
But when he tried setting the Twitch stream to 17+, he hit a snag—
No matter how he tried, the system spat back: [Setup encountered issu...
Chapter 74: Treat, Behead, Accept as a Dog
“This… am I screwed?”
Across the table, Felix Warren, chief planner at Radiant Games, eyed the chessboard and chuckled:
“Boss Kane’s still the sharpest.”
Felix’s double entendre earned a thumbs-up from Dylan Kane.
Dylan waved it off, grinning:
“Gotta strike at the right moment to pull off a clut...
Chapter 73: You Disturbed the Witch
“Tank! Tank! Tank!”
Three shouts rang out!
P.J. Larson, gripping an M4 rifle, fired at the zombies while yelling to Winter Melon nearby:
“Winter Melon! Tank! Tank!”
“I’m getting wrecked!!!”
The next second, Winter Melon’s cursing echoed!
He was caught in the Tank’s grip, slammed to the grou...
Chapter 72: I Slide!
Of course, the internet ain’t a free-for-all. Yin got nabbed by the super admin, and the other three weren’t getting off easy either.
About five minutes.
The four finally sorted their bans and regrouped in the game.
Lucky for them, it was early in the run, or they’d have to restart without hitting the next safe...
Chapter 71: You’re More Awesome Than a Mythic Hero
Good!
After months of development and polishing!
Just two and a half months after the grand promotion at the USEA’s 10th VR Game Design Media Conference, which Zoey Parker was completely unaware had succeeded!
Left 4 Dead 2 finally completed all projects, fixed all known bugs as much as possible, and passed the U.S...
Chapter 70: For WindyPeak!
“Well…”
“That…”
“How about we…”
After the expo clearance, Zoey Parker brought her group to PiloBum, a high-end barbecue buffet in San Francisco.
Then!
Zoey witnessed what it meant to build a towering feast from the ground up!
Tomahawk steaks? Devoured!
Wagyu beef? Gone!
Lobster? Inhal...
Chapter 69: Make FPS Games Even Greater!
Outside the booth!
Yin frowned and looked at Pineapple, Jada Brooks, and ShuBro, who stood with embarrassed faces before him, his tone dripping with disbelief and mock anger!
“I have 100 HP, and the zombies took 24 HP, leaving 76 HP.”
“Pistol magazine, 15 rounds.”
“One bullet damages a friendly by 1 HP....
Chapter 68: Shut Up and Take My Money!
The WindyPeak booth, once a forgotten corner of the San Francisco International Convention Center, was now a chaotic hotspot. The USEA’s 10th VR Game Design Media Conference roared around it, but all eyes were on the tiny 100-square-foot setup. The $1,000,000 Left 4 Dead 2 trailer looped on the LED, its visceral gunfire and...
2025-08-06 04:52:05 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 67: A Spark in the Corner
The San Francisco International Convention Center buzzed with energy as the USEA’s 10th VR Game Design Media Conference hit full swing.
Apex Interactive and IndieVibe Tech’s booths at the entrance stole the show, their massive LED screens blasting Fearless Sniper and Ford Rally 3. Crowds of media, streamers, and critic...
