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Chapter 404 Technological Power
In the era when excellent games were emerging one after another, their money-making ability was already terrifying. Chen Wei couldn't imagine how much his ranking on the wealth list would jump once it was released in this world.
Although there are games similar to PUBG in this world, there are very few other games that can be considered truly outstanding and have lasting appeal. Most of them are mobile games that rely on in-game purchases and gacha mechanics.

Recently, the popularity of PUBG among gamers has been declining significantly. Now is definitely a good opportunity to take over and seize the top spot in terms of traffic.

Judging from the sounds, Yang Huilan was still busy in the kitchen, and breakfast was not yet ready.

Chen Wei plans to take advantage of this time to find a suitable game publishing platform and put Minecraft up for sale.

However, after looking around, it became clear that without exception, these gaming platforms, relying on their large user base, severely exploit game developers.

Taking half or even two-thirds of the profits is not uncommon.

Chen Wei didn't want to be exploited.

I raced through the code, producing a detailed set of code in just over ten minutes. After renting a cloud server and testing it, the website ran perfectly.

After uploading the installation package, set the price...

Now all that needs to be considered is how to attract traffic?
After thinking it over, I realized that I myself am a massive traffic hub!

What was the lesson learned yesterday?
They had long forgotten about it; it was their own traffic, so why not take advantage of it?

Log in to your forum administrator account, share the website link, and title it: "[Highly Freedom Sandbox Creation Game; Check it out if you're interested]".

As for what happens next? That depends on whether the fans buy it or not.

Game enthusiasts aren't as widespread as cosmetics enthusiasts, but the good thing is, in this world, games aren't known as opium.

After breakfast, Chen Wei asked his maid to drive him to the Super Film City.

Wang Feng, Wang Jia, and Ye Liluo were waiting at the door early on.

"Brother Wei, you're way too slow! If this were a date, you'd definitely get points deducted for being this slow," Ye Lilu complained.

"And what about me? I was the first one here."

Upon hearing Wang Feng say that, Wang Jia couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

Looking back on this morning, Wang Jia knocked on Wang Feng's door seven times, and finally had to use brute force to wake him up.

Now, this guy is shamelessly taking all the credit for himself.

Speechless, utterly speechless!
"You?" Upon hearing this, Ye Liluo looked Wang Feng up and down. "Are you sure someone would want to go on a date with you?"

"..." Wang Feng was stunned, his smile froze.

She immediately turned and lunged at Chen Wei, "Brother, I'm reporting her! She's discriminating against people based on their appearance!"

Chen Wei placed his hand on Wang Feng's shoulder and said earnestly, "Sometimes, a white lie may offer temporary comfort, but isn't it also a kind of slow poison?"

“…” Wang Feng.

"Sister, let's just forget about him." Wang Feng was very sensible, and Wang Jia knew perfectly well that he was definitely on Chen Wei's side.

It is said that daughters are like birds that cannot stay at home once they grow up, and isn't that also true for older sisters?

"Sigh, this heartless world," Wang Feng sighed. "Back when I lost weight, I had girls chasing after me, you know."

"Yes, there's a campus heartthrob at your university named Wang Feng. He just mistakenly put his love letter in the wrong cabinet, and you actually have the nerve to show it off?" Wang Jia frowned, looking at Wang Feng with disdain.

"You, you're trying to kill me!" Wang Feng's face was ashamed, and he didn't know what to say.

Why are these words getting more and more hurtful?
"Mr. Chen, let's talk about business. When did a film studio suddenly appear here? I hadn't heard a thing about it." Wang Jia looked at the huge city wall in front of her, feeling puzzled.

"Maybe it's because I kept it a secret enough?" Chen Wei said with a forced smile.

His answer may sound unreasonable, but when placed among a group of unreasonable answers, the result is different. Chen Wei took out the key, removed the huge iron lock, and slowly pushed open the city gate.

During the day, this place is even more breathtaking, as if you've truly stepped back into the Tang Dynasty, though it's rather desolate.

Along the way, Ye Liluo and Wang Feng were like a pair of curious children, looking at this and that, showing great curiosity about everything.

Wang Jia's gaze also had nowhere to rest.

She has visited many film studios around the world, but none have achieved such a level of realism as this one.

It's shocking, truly shocking.

Afterwards, the group made their way to the projection area.

"Is this place used for filming large-scale battlefield scenes? It's so empty." Ye Liluo's voice echoed in the space for a long time before finally stopping.

"World War Z was born here," Chen Wei explained.

"Impossible, right? There's clearly nothing here." Wang Feng expressed his doubt.

He had not seen the promotional footage featuring special effects.

Even Ye Liluo, who had read the article, thought it was unlikely.

Chen Wei snapped his fingers, and all the doors and windows were shut, plunging the room into darkness instantly.

After another snap of the fingers.

"Oh my god!" Wang Feng was so frightened that he quickly reached out and hugged Chen Wei. Looking down, he saw zombies frantically climbing up the city wall.

And they stood atop the city wall.

When she saw the blood-soaked zombies charging towards her, Ye Liluo quickly raised her hands to shield them.

However, the impact did not materialize as expected.

"Don't worry, all of this is just pre-made images projected onto the site by hundreds of thousands of machines."

Hearing Chen Wei say this, the group tried to open their eyes. Sure enough, the zombie passed right through their bodies, fell off the city wall, crashed onto the car, and then onto the ground.

Even if his body was broken in two, he would still use his hands instead of his feet to quickly approach the survivors, like a mad dog.

This scene seems familiar.

"I remember now, this is a scene from a movie where the survivors sing recklessly, which triggers a zombie horde," Wang Feng said in a flash of inspiration.

"Yes."

Snapped!
After another snap of the fingers, the screen disappeared, the doors and windows opened, light shone in, and everything returned to normal.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Chen Wei holding his hands and looking at him very carefully, Chen Wei was a little confused about his intentions.

"I want to see what's so special about your fingers, brother. Why did nothing happen when I snapped them?" Wang Feng looked them up and down, twisting them left and right, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

Chen Wei forcefully pulled his hand away, speechless. "Idiot, of course I used the remote control. Snapping my fingers was just for show and to add atmosphere. You actually believed that?"

“Uh…” Wang Feng was speechless.

This man is absolutely terrifying!

"Mr. Chen, how did you develop such a surreal virtual projection device?"

(End of this chapter)