You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

The desktop on the screen was still there quietly, as if waiting for Wang Laoju's next move.

Wang Laoju rubbed his chin gently, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Generally speaking, there are always good things to be found in the trash can..."

He controlled the mouse, slowly moved the cursor to the [Trash Can] icon in the corner of the desktop, and then clicked it without hesitation.

【Trash Can is Empty】

The audience in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【??? Planner, come over and explain!】

Why is it that every time I click on the trash can, a pile of documents pops up, but when I open it, it's empty?!

[Laoju, have you cleaned out the Recycle Bin?!]

Wang Laoju raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of suspicion flickering in her eyes: "No, this is the nature of this game, there must be something hidden in the trash can..."

He glanced around the desktop and suddenly his eyes fell on a squirrel icon on the screen.

This is a squirrel with a somewhat strange style of painting. It has a slightly cunning expression and seems to be biting something in its mouth.

Wang Laoju raised his eyebrows and clicked the mouse lightly.

"Click——"

The squirrel narrowed its eyes slightly, revealing a sly smile, but its mouth remained tightly closed, as if it was holding on to something important.

A line of small words appeared on the screen——

The squirrel had a key in its mouth, but it refused to let go.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly

【??? Are you a dog?!】

[This squirrel's expression looks like it deserves a beating! ]

【Laoju, try feeding it something? 】

Wang Laoju licked her lips gently and narrowed her eyes: "Well... generally speaking, squirrels' favorite things..."

He manipulated the mouse and tried to click the squirrel's mouth, but it just shook its head triumphantly, showing no intention of letting go.

A prompt popped up on the screen immediately -

【Perhaps, it wants hazelnuts.】

Wang Laoju: "..."

Studio:"……"

"Can't you just tell us you want hazelnuts?!"

[The game planner's mind is smaller than a squirrel! ]

[Look quickly, is there any hazelnut on the table? ]

However, there are no icons of any fruit items on the desktop.

Wang Laoju frowned slightly and decided to put the squirrel matter aside for the time being and continue exploring other clues.

His eyes swept across the desktop and then stopped at the clock icon in the upper right corner.

"A clock? Can this thing move?"

He controlled the mouse and clicked lightly.

[Please enter your six-digit password to access the administrator system.]

The live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[??? You actually need a password for a clock?!]

[This game's security mechanism is stricter than a bank! ]

[Six-digit password? Laoju, try 123456!]

Wang Laoju sneered and casually entered a string of **"114514", but the system did not respond at all and still coldly prompted that the password was wrong**.

"It seems that we have to look for clues to this code somewhere else."

He rubbed his chin lightly, his eyes scanning the table thoughtfully, and suddenly

Hungry Cat

The narration on the screen seemed to finally be unable to hold back and quietly jumped out:
"The cat is hungry."

Wang Laoju: “……???”

Live broadcast room: “……???”

[Wait, there are cats in this game?!]

[Lao Ju, when did you get a cat?!]

[Planner, has your logic completely collapsed?!]

However, the narrator ignored the player's doubts and continued to chatter on and on.

"Yes, your conscience says, you have a cat!"

"A hungry cat..."

Wang Laoju: "..."

Studio:"……"

[Do you think we will believe it if you say that?!]

[This AI's ability to spout nonsense is getting stronger and stronger! ]

[Laoju, check if there is a cat icon on the desktop! ]

However, Wang Laoju looked around and did not find any trace of the "cat".

He narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a meaningful smile: "...Heh, it seems that the concept of 'cat' may be some kind of hint."

But before he could continue thinking, the narrator's dirty talk continued——

"Your conscience tells you that you are an environmentalist."

"You'll turn off your devices to save power."

"You should listen more to your conscience."

"My conscience tells you..."

"Shut, shut, shut..."

Wang Laoju: "..."

Studio:"……"

[This AI is really anxious, hahahaha! ]

[Planner: Please stop playing and turn off your phone! ]

[Lao Ju, the longer you don't turn off your computer, the more I want to see you crash this game!]

Wang Laoju sneered softly, completely ignoring the narrator's nagging, and casually manipulated the mouse, starting to shake the key he had just snatched from the squirrel.

However, at the moment the key was shaken——

"Pa-ta-!"

The lid of the trash can was suddenly opened by a key!
Wang Laoju: "..."

Studio:"……"

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[Is this even possible?!]

[Lao Ju: I didn't expect it either, I just did it casually.]

Wang Laoju narrowed her eyes, the smile on her lips growing deeper. "...It seems that the 'physics mechanism' of this game is even more outrageous than I imagined."

Wang Laoju gently shook the keys in his hand, his eyes fell on the trash can icon in the corner of the desktop, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Let's see what's hidden in the trash can—"

He manipulated the mouse and clicked it lightly. The lid of the trash can slowly popped open, revealing the messy documents inside.

——Various incomplete texts, damaged images, and even some unrecognizable garbled files, like some kind of deliberately destroyed data fragments.

The audience in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Holy crap, there's actually something in this trash can?!]

[Planner, did you throw the core secrets of the game into the trash?! ]

[Lao Ju, there must be a clue here, quickly check it out!]

Wang Laoju raised his eyebrows slightly, a playful smile on his lips: "Interesting..."

He slowly dragged the mouse, searching for the files in the trash can, and finally -

Amidst a pile of garbled code and discarded data, he found a complete document.

He clicked on it without hesitation, and a text immediately appeared on the screen:

"If I forget the administrator password, I enter it in the following order:"

"1) Find the strange numbers on my ID card."

"2) My favorite number."

"3) Tokyo lady's personal number."

The audience in the live broadcast room was instantly excited——

[Holy crap?! A clue to the administrator password?!]

[What’s wrong with you planners? Why would something so important end up in the trash?!]

[Miss Tokyo...Who is it?!]

Wang Laoju licked her lips lightly, her eyes slightly brightening: "It seems that we have a new target."

However, before he had time to continue thinking, his eyes were suddenly attracted by another file in the trash can.

A 3D pinball game icon lay there quietly.

【Crazy confrontation of pinball game】

"Oh? There's a pinball game?"

Wang Laoju raised his eyebrows and double-clicked to open the game.

The next second, the entire screen switched, and the familiar 3D pinball interface appeared before my eyes. The blue background, the silver pinball, the classic paddles, and the screen-filling scoring balls—everything resembled the Windows XP game that accompanied countless people's childhoods.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Holy crap! Isn't this just classic 3D pinball?!]

[How on earth did you guys manage to squeeze this into the game?!]

【Laoju, let’s challenge for a high score! 】

Wang Laoju smiled gently, moved his fingers slightly, and skillfully controlled the baffle to start the pinball challenge.

"Bam—!"

The silver marble accurately hit a high-scoring ball, and a bonus point prompt immediately popped up on the screen, and the score soared wildly!

“Bang! Bang! Bang——!”

With Wang Laoju's precise operation, the pinball bounced around in the scene and hit the scoring targets continuously. His score was constantly refreshed and was about to break the highest score in the game's history!

However, at this moment, the narration on the screen suddenly jumped out, with a panic in his tone.

"No! The high score will be refreshed!"

The next second, the entire game interface suddenly froze, and then—

"boom--!"

All the high-scoring balls on the field were blown to pieces by the program!
The live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[This AI actually blew up the high-scoring ball?!]

[Planners, what are you afraid of?! ]

However, the narrator seemed to be relieved, with a hint of pride in his tone——

"That's better."

Wang Laoju: "..."

Studio:"……"

[This AI is really petty! ]

[Are you so afraid of Lao Ju breaking the record?!]

[This game's anti-cheating mechanism is even more severe than online games! ]

However, just when everyone thought the game was about to end, Wang Laoju's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"and many more……"

He discovered that even though the high-scoring ball had been blown up, the fragments could actually be dragged out!
He manipulated the mouse and casually dragged a fragment of the scoring ball out of the game interface, and then—

Just use it to hit the pinball!
——【The rules of the game are completely broken.】

【The ultimate puzzle to find the password】

"Okay, enough fun, let's get down to business. Let's find the password first."

Wang Laoju closed the pinball game, returned to the desktop, and opened the picture folder.

——The picture of the [ID card] lay there quietly.

He clicked without hesitation—

The garbled ID card made up of 0s and 1s appeared on the screen again, with the words "ID Card" clearly marked below it.

The audience in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Fuck, this ID card is indeed a clue! ]

[But it's all 0s and 1s, how can I see any strange numbers?! ]

[Laoju, try spinning it?]

Wang Laoju raised her eyebrows slightly, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sly smile: "Good idea."

He controlled the mouse and began to slowly rotate the ID card image, trying to find the "strange number" from different angles.

However, no matter how he rotated it, the arrangement of the numbers on the entire ID card looked normal.

Wang Laoju frowned slightly, her eyes narrowing slightly. "No, that's not right... What if 'strange' doesn't refer to the numbers themselves, but to the way they're arranged?"

He continued to rotate the picture, trying to find some pattern, and suddenly -

"and many more!"

He stopped abruptly, his eyes widening.

——When the ID card is rotated to a certain angle, some of the numbers on it actually form a clear "six-digit password"!
The live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Holy crap?! Is there really a hidden password?!]

[How did you plan this?! ]

【Lao Ju, write this down quickly! 】

Wang Laoju licked her lips lightly and quickly wrote down the six-digit password with a pen, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Great, we've found the password for the first step... Next, let's find the administrator's favorite number."

He slowly stretched out his hand, pointed the mouse at the "trash can" on the desktop, and prepared to dig deeper -

Wang Laoju stared at the screen, tapped the mouse lightly a few times, and his eyes fell on the other files in the trash can.

"I found the strange number on the ID card... Next, it's the administrator's favorite number."

He frowned and began to rummage through the remaining papers in the trash.

——Some files are completely damaged and only garbled text will pop up when clicked;
——Some files are meaningless system logs, and some even have the words "Do not delete" on them, looking like some kind of useless waste.

The audience in the live broadcast room also looked confused.

[The administrator's favorite number? This sounds like a bad joke...]

[Have you tried 666? After all, who doesn't like 666? 】

【2333, maybe 114514.】

Wang Laoju licked her lips lightly, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"The administrator's favorite number... If I were the administrator, where would I hide this number?"

He glanced around the desktop, and suddenly his eyes stopped on an inconspicuous folder -

【memorandum】

"A memo is usually a place to record important information..."

Wang Laoju's eyes lit up, and he quickly controlled the mouse and opened the folder.

However, there was only a boring-looking text file inside - [goodnumbers.txt]

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Holy crap, this file name is way too straightforward!]

[Are you serious about planning?! ]

[Hurry up, Laoju, open it and take a look! ]

Wang Laoju couldn't help laughing and double-clicked to open the file.

The content of the text is very short, only one sentence -

"The best number in the world is, of course, 42."

Wang Laoju: "..."

Studio:"……"

【Hahahaha, it’s 42 after all! 】

【Famous quote from "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"! 】

[The planner of this game is really an idiot! ]

Wang Laoju smacked her lips softly, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly. "Well, then the administrator's favorite number is 42."

He quickly wrote down the number, then clicked back to the desktop, ready to look for the last clue—

——Tokyo Escort's personal number.

【Secrets of Miss Tokyo】

"Miss Tokyo... this name doesn't sound very serious."

Wang Laoju narrowed his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and controlled the mouse to search carefully on the desktop.

However, he searched through all the folders and did not see any file named "Miss Tokyo".

The audience in the live broadcast room was also confused——

[Who is Miss Tokyo?!]

[Laoju, you're not really going to search, are you?]

【What is the planner hiding? ! 】

At this moment, the narration on the screen suddenly jumped out, with a tone of deliberate calmness -

"You shouldn't be calling this number."

"Do you really want to know?"

"Tokyo lady's personal number..."

"She'll answer your call."

Wang Laoju paused slightly, feeling something was wrong.

However, his hands did not stop at all and continued to search through the folder.

Finally, he found a strange audio file in the music folder.

——【Voice message from Miss Tokyo.mp3】

The live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[Holy crap?! There really is a Miss Tokyo?!]

[Isn’t the detail in this game too outrageous?!]

[Lao Ju, hurry up and listen!] (End of this chapter)