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On the plane, all invited colleagues were visibly excited, catching up and venting their frustrations.

Of course, all were chatting in a newly created WeChat group.

"Hey, did you hear? After we left, due to the severe decline in game data, the idiotic leaders above finally realized that the problem lay with those planners."

"I really don’t understand why, after we launched the game, sales data led by a large margin for several years, yet the higher-ups still didn’t trust us.

They always had to trust those so-called ’outstanding’ planning teams. Haven’t they seen how these planners ruined several games with their own eyes? "

"I’m saying, when Master Pu was here, although he was slow to release new versions and very demanding, overall sales data was really good.

All players, despite complaining about the high difficulty he set, kept playing enthusiastically.

Not to mention, the monthly sales figures were solid.

I don’t know what happened, but those so-called industry planners came over to critique, saying that the game would go ’sunset and west wind’ if it continued like this, fooling those brain-dead investors with just a few words. "

Ziyue was lying down and resting on the plane, silently watching her familiar colleagues vent in the group, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Maybe now, nobody could imagine how magical their lives would become in the future.

As for those stupid planners who came later, she could somewhat understand them. In truth, many times they were not unaware of how important the original designers were; their actions were simply motivated by a lust for power.

Technical personnel are usually straightforward; whatever the boss demands, they’ll say this won’t work, that won’t work, explaining from a technical standpoint the repercussions of such actions.

But planners are different. Nowadays, those seasoned planners always cater to the wishes from above, agreeing with whatever is said, claiming it’s more in line with the market.

They actively cooperate with the higher-ups who want to make quick money.

After all, when one game is over, there’s always the next game.

Being involved in such major projects is a precious experience for them, and as for whether the project fails because of them. .. well, it actually doesn’t.

Mostly, it’s because the bosses are incompetent and insist on meddling.

Some things get better with habit, and she had now come to terms with that.

Initially, she was irritated by the two-faced nature of those planning personnel, but actually, without the higher-ups’ consent, how could a group of newcomers have the power to drive away Pu Yunchuan and oust the old timers like herself?

"Exactly, even Master Pu was chased away, not to mention the chief designer..."

"Yeah, really don’t know what they were thinking. With the chief designer gone, do they plan to let that bunch of crap planners make games?"

Chief designer...

Ziyue was startled. She suddenly remembered that there were two important figures in Demonic World, one was Pu Yunchuan, who crafted the monsters, and the other... was the overseer of the entire game’s structure.

"The overseer didn’t come?" Ziyue quickly asked.

If they invited even the most basic coders, there was no reason not to invite the chief designer who was most instrumental in the original design.

"I don’t know..." Wenshanshan carefully replied in the group: "I just paid attention to look, and it seems like the overseer isn’t here, maybe in business class?"

"Could be... But it could also be that Master Pu deliberately didn’t call him. I remember Master Pu left, largely because he had a different vision from the overseer on some backgrounds, and there was a row."

"A row is a row, but after working together for so many years, how could they possibly have a complete fallout? It was those damn planners who pressured Master Pu to leave."

Watching everyone argue, Ziyue’s brows furrowed. Could it be... the overseer wasn’t involved at all?

With these doubts in mind, the group arrived in America the next day at noon after a long flight.

Because of the time difference, it was nighttime when they arrived, but Ziyue was still shocked when the person picking them up approached.

That face, that familiar smile...

"Hello, everyone. My name is Chen Qing. I’m one of the project managers for this time. The hotel has already been prepared for you; please follow me."

"Oh oh..."

"So, you’re Master Pu’s brother? Man, you don’t look alike at all."

"Right, Master Pu is so chubby, while his brother here turned out quite handsome."

"Not at all..." Chen Qing replied with a warm smile: "Actually, my big brother is quite good-looking too; he just doesn’t care much about his physique. I got my looks from my mom..."

"Really? ...By the way, how is Master Pu doing now?" Wenshanshan suddenly asked, and everyone eagerly looked over.

Honestly, after not seeing him for two years, they all somewhat missed their former somewhat rigid boss.

"Um... My big brother?" Chen Qing’s expression grew complicated, but he still calmly said: "He’s doing quite well now. You’ll find out later, just follow me for now."

As they were about to lead everyone to the hotel for placement, Ziyue suddenly spoke up, "Chen Qing?"

"Hmm?" Chen Qing turned around, looked at Ziyue, and after comparing her with a photo said, "It’s Sister Chen, right? Haha, we’re practically family. Sister Chen, hello. Your resume was highly valued. Rest assured, with this project, you will definitely be able to participate deeply."

"Is that so?" Ziyue’s expression was complex. The Chen Qing before her did not recognize her at all, but that familiar way of dealing with people and that familiar smile.

It couldn’t be wrong; he was Chen Qing!

Then why does he have Pu YunChuan’s memories?

The Chen Qing from Demonic World... was it this man before her... or...

"Can I talk to you alone?"

"Ah?"

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In the hotel, after arranging accommodations for everyone, Chen Qing came to Ziyue’s room. Looking at this somewhat plump middle-aged woman, Chen Qing was curious as to what she wanted to talk about.

"Chen Qing..." Ziyue glanced outside at the sky, knowing that the time in her memories did not align with the outside world, but even so, saving any amount of time was good.

A fight could break out at any moment outside, and she must clarify some issues before that.

Watching the other person call her name so naturally, Chen Qing felt vaguely strange but still politely said, "Does Sister Chen have something she wants to discuss? "

"Has Pu YunChuan already become a data life?" Ziyue asked directly.

A group of game designers being invited to participate in such a project – the only possibility was Pu YunChuan!

She had also researched data lives on regular days, and many failed examples of data lives were due to their inability to withstand the onslaught of big data.

Previously, many labs had proposed that setting up a familiar environment within a certain data structure capacity would allow the data life to gradually adapt.

If her guess was right, the place where Pu YunChuan’s experiment took place was likely within the game he designed, because that guy had been fully focused on that game from the start of his work.

"Sister Chen has been informed in advance?" Chen Qing was taken aback.

"No...." Ziyue shook her head: "I guessed it. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been invited over."

"Is that so..." Chen Qing looked at her curiously: "Then what does Sister Chen think is the reason we were invited over?"

"What else could it be?" Ziyue smiled: "Of course, it’s about the game. If Pu YunChuan has succeeded, then naturally, they would want to create more successful cases in an environment he’s familiar with to prove the project’s feasibility.

The best way is to replicate his experiences.

The programmers who participated in that game from the beginning are perfect examples. "

"You say we were invited to participate in the project, but you never said how. Those guys are all stubborn, thinking that their programming skills would be used. But they don’t think about how a financially strong experimental organization wouldn’t need excellent coders?"

"You invited us here because you want us to join the experiment, right?"

Chen Qing gazed at Ziyue, then became serious: "Sister Chen... you’re different from the other technicians, huh."

"Is that so... or is it not?"

"It is!" Chen Qing nodded.

That’s how it is... Ziyue felt she understood now. The reason why these designers’ genes were preserved was that they had all participated in the creation of the earliest data lives. It was even possible... that these people were the first batch of data lives!

But if that was the case.... why would they wait so many years before cloning their genes?

What was the reason?

Ziyue’s mind kept working, quickly coming to a possibility...

But that possibility was somewhat terrifying; if it was true, does that mean that all of them are now merely...

"Sister Chen...." Chen Qing looked intently at her: "You’ve already guessed what the situation is, so will you still participate?"

"I will..." Ziyue raised her head and smiled.

Chen Qing was startled, then curiously asked, "Why?"

"Because... I really want to witness some things..."