Throughout their Lumina City tour, Brandon had steadfastly refused Adam's prodding about a sale, insisting solely on investment opportunities. Yet now, after a few words from Mr. Smith, he capitulated?Unknown to Adam, Evan had swayed Brandon's resolve with but a glance."Hmm." Evan acknowledged their displays, reclining leisurely in his office chair. "Very well, Brandon Green. Take two hours to persuade your Bluehole colleagues. I had intended to discuss this matter with you this afternoon, but it seems already settled, so we shall convene a meeting instead. You can announce the news then." "Adam, extend invitations to the media. I want all Elysia to learn of our Bluehole acquisition—it shall serve as our first salvo against Tencend!" "Finally, Adam, prepare the venue. Place a small box beneath each seat; I have something to distribute during the event."Adam gasped, realization dawning—Mr. Smith's words and deeds aligned seamlessly, each step unfolding with meticulous precision!
"Hold on, what was I thinking? Shouldn't I be replicating these gaming glasses instead of pondering over gold and diamonds?""Come to think of it, I have the Super Rich System, which grants me unlimited wealth. With an abundance of dollars at my disposal, why would I covet precious metals and gems, unless in times of turmoil? In general, the almighty dollar reigns supreme in its practicality!"With this realization, Evan's gaze fell upon the vacant spot on his desk where the alien computer once stood, now reduced to particles and reassembled into the two gaming glasses in his hands."If one computer could only replicate two pairs of glasses, wouldn't I need over fifty computers to produce a hundred pairs? Such wastefulness! These material-based glasses would be unaffordable for the common folk.""Hmm, since this replication process can reorganize particles, why not utilize discarded plastic instead?"After a brief contemplation, he exited his office and summoned Adam. "Do we have any
Thud! Adam fell heavily to the ground, bowing his head in reverence.Mr. Smith was truly a divine figure, capable of crafting such high-tech marvels from mere refuse, and in under an hour, no less – an inconceivable feat!"Hmm?" Sensing Adam's silence, Evan probed again. "You were about to say something earlier. Finish your thought.""It's like this, Mr. Smith. Mr. Pony learned about our afternoon press conference and took the initiative to invite a group of gaming tycoons to disrupt and sabotage the event!" Adam quickly scrambled to his feet, reporting solemnly."Disrupt? Sabotage?" Evan's eyes narrowed, his gaze turning chillingly piercing."Very well, let them come and cause disruptions, let them try to ruin the event. I'd like to see how they plan to do so – perhaps they'll end up being the ones slapped in the face!""Mr. Smith, you mean to let them in without obstruction?""Yes.""Then, Mr. Smith, should I still attend the press conference on your behalf this afternoon?""Yes.""
Another rev of the engine, and the Aston Martin One-77 shot off like a loosed arrow!At one-fifty in the afternoon, though the Clark Hotel was already teeming with people, Evan's estimation proved accurate – just over a hundred attendees had arrived for the press conference.Of course, this count excluded Pony's group, still en route via public transportation!Meanwhile, the seven remaining core members of the Bluehole Studios, having learned of the event, swiftly chartered a flight to Lumina City. Accompanied by Tiktoc's top executives, they occupied the front row at the press conference.However, Brandon Green, the primary Bluehole representative, stood at the edge of the stage alongside Adam, engaged in a lively discussion about the upcoming event details."Click, click!"Camera flashes flickered incessantly, with over seventy reporters present, representing nearly every major news outlet in Elysia!Naturally, various gaming companies had also dispatched representatives, seated in
Pony's declaration elicited another wave of astonishment. Tencent had built its empire through imitation, unabashedly replicating popular games since establishing its gaming division, utterly disregarding intellectual property rights. Yet now, to thwart Tiktoc's entry into gaming, they sought licensing from Bluehole? Truly unprecedented!The attendees' shock clouded their judgment, failing to grasp Pony's true motive – not a newfound respect for copyrights but a desire to safeguard his slice of the battle royale pie from Tiktoc's encroachment. Businessmen, ever the ravenous sharks, would pursue any profitable venture!"Mr. Pony speaks the truth!" Pony's gaming magnate entourage chimed in approvingly, with the NetEase CEO, holder of World of Warcraft's domestic rights, chiming in, "Once Mr. Pony secures the deal with Bluehole Studios, today's press conference will become a laughingstock!"Emboldened by their confrontational stance, the previously seated gaming executives with ill inten
The assembled guests suddenly felt their cognitive faculties overwhelmed, while Pony's countenance contorted with shock and dismay, his eyes reflecting sheer horror as he gaped at the unfolding scene in disbelief. His entourage, too, regarded Evan with the same awe reserved for deities and demons – this youth possessed an undeniable capacity to instill dread, exuding a regal aura through his ruthless machinations."Does anyone still doubt Mr. Johnson's words?" Evan surveyed the stunned faces with disdain."Oh, I nearly forgot one crucial detail!" His lips curved into a perfect arc, a frigid smile etching his features. "Admittedly, we have yet to enhance this game, as we've only just finalized Bluehole's incorporation. Unlike certain enterprises that relish plagiarism until the fire becomes inextinguishable, only then pursuing licensing, we do not operate that way!""However," he transitioned smoothly, his tone softening ever so slightly, "although we've made no gaming enhancements thu
After their exclamations subsided somewhat, Evan provided a brief tutorial before fixing his mocking gaze upon the slack-jawed Pony. "Since you're curious, Mr. Pony, why not give it a try? No harm in it for a fellow gaming colleague!"Pony's frame trembled slightly as he leveled an intense look at the sneering youth before mustering his resolve. Striding towards an unoccupied corner, he retrieved and donned the visor."Whoa!"Pony tumbled from his chair, sprawling upon the floor, motionless save for the murmured words escaping his lips. "Such otherworldly technology truly exists in this world? I've lost, suffered a resounding, utter defeat.""Hmph."Evan's derisive chuckle cut through the air. "Acknowledging your loss is quite an admirable feat, for against me as an adversary, no one has ever emerged victorious!""Don't linger too long on the visor's home screen; I haven't the time to indulge you all!"Perceiving the audience's awestruck reactions, Evan let out a lazy yawn. "Connect t
Only Pony, at this moment, was utterly bewildered, clutching the gaming glasses tightly in his hands, frozen in place, immobile.Regret welled up within him now. As a businessman, he knew the immense value of these glasses; just as the youth had said, they could transform human habits, a veritable milestone in the gaming realm. He yearned to collaborate, yet could not bring himself to set aside his pride. Moreover, he knew that even were he to humble himself, Tiktoc would grant him no opportunity.All he could do now was seethe with resentment - resent his own lack of capacity, the shortcomings of his team, resent Tiktoc's prowess."Well, since you've all experienced it, allow me to impart a few final matters," Evan said, surveying the gathered crowd with a light scoff. "First, on behalf of Tiktoc, I shall invest $2 billion in collaboration with Bluehole to recreate 'Survival Island' for the Elysia market!"A collective gasp arose as mouths fell agape. Never had they witnessed an Ely