On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

When they woke up in the morning, they both avoided talking about the people they met and the things that happened before they returned home last night. They kept silent about it and pretended that nothing had happened.

Chen Qian no longer thought about these things because of trust, so even if the unknown danger was right in front of him, he could let it go.

Anyway, compared with the Chi family's strength, his strength is just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. His lack of experience will only cause more trouble. Why should he rush to the front and give the sword a chance to pierce him through?

As for Chi Mu... perhaps it was because of the feeling of inferiority or regret that kept blocking his view. He had clearly borrowed the light of the sun, but sent it to the edge of a black hole.

It was rush hour right now, and Chen Qian, having left home ten minutes later than usual, was stuck on the road, unable to move. Traffic was jammed in front, behind, and on both sides, and it took him several minutes to move forward less than half a meter. The gradually rising temperature irritated Chen Qian, so he closed the car windows and enjoyed the air conditioning.

Since there was nothing to do anyway, Chen Qian browsed his phone for a while in boredom and decided to call Chen Tian to settle some accounts and kill some time.

The call was made at the right time. Chen Tian hadn't left the house yet when the call was made.

"Xiao Qian? Why did you think of calling me today? Did you two have a fight and want to come back to live with me?" Chen Tian's voice was scattered and a little sleepy.

"I have something else to talk to you about. For example, some... transactions between you and Chi Mu." Chen Qian organized his words, trying to make the matter sound more respectable. "Things related to me."

"What kind of deal is this? He's in the game business, and I'm in real estate. Should I deal with your favorite 'Xiaguang' pain zone or Painxia?" Chen Tian had a three hundred-round battle with his client at the dinner table yesterday and was still hungover. A familiar thing flashed through his mind and he just threw it out.

"Pain zone, pain tower? You'd better have one, otherwise I'll call my uncle at dawn and tell him you sacrificed your brother's body for resources!" Chen Qianyi said righteously. Whether or not to be exposed is the criminal's business, why should the victim care about it? "You vicious capitalist!"

"What do you mean by capitalist? Chen Xiaoqian, I was just doing a small favor for my best friend, and he reciprocated by helping me through a difficult time. Can you understand how love is stronger than gold? I'm so lovesick!" As soon as Chen Tian opened his mouth, it was no wonder that Chen Qian had never asked for favors from Chen Tian since he was a child.

He is the kind of person who can play hundreds of rounds of qualifying matches with Ji Xiaolan. Confusion of right and wrong is his basic skill, and raising the topic is just an appetizer.

"Without a love-brain, can you reciprocate? Don't look down on the love-brain!" He tapped his finger on the phone a few times, and after the call ended, he threw it to the back row.

"Baby, Chen Tian took you away." The person in the driver's seat stroked Chen Qian's head gently while waiting for the red light, and said lightly.

Finally, the gas cylinder, nearly overflowing, was quietly detonated. Criminal No. 1, who had been let off, had, with a single sentence, become the primary target of Judge Chen Qian's punishment.

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Chen Qian sat on a chair in the technical department, scratched his head in confusion and said, "No, brother, what are you going to show me?"

He'd simply been in an awkward silence at the office for too long, so he'd gone out to the tea room for a quick coffee. There, he'd bumped into Wu Zhefan, the studio's underboss, who was also slacking off. Then, Sun Cheng suddenly showed up and dragged both of them, along with their cups of coffee, to the technical department.

Wu Zhefan's thermos, the same one that old cadres had, was fine, but the whole time he was being dragged along, he was worried about the coffee in the mug splashing around.

"Haven't you been optimizing the modeling recently? What happened? Has the modeling finally gone wrong?" Wu Zhefan sat on the chair behind Chen Qian, at a perfect angle to see the computer.

"No... Mr. Wu, are you expecting something from me?

"When we first started, we had to do a lot of modeling, so when we ran out of ideas, we'd just stare blankly at the people in the office. Back then, just to model the water, a few of us secretly used everyone else to create a lot of NPCs." The person sitting at the side of the table, controlling the keyboard and mouse, was cheerful and excited. "But there's an offline event coming up lately, and to prevent players from noticing that the favor recipients look so similar to the on-site staff, we're mainly working on this optimization. This means these models will be gone forever if we don't look at them now."

"Huh?" The questions came out of each other's open mouths at the same moment, as if they had been rehearsed.

Chen Qianda didn't understand the modeler's water injection method. Was this good technology or just very good technology? Did he call them here to listen to his bragging?

Of course, the modeler had no idea what they were thinking and was just flipping through the file column. Then one of the groups stopped.

"Our favorite characters at the time were the brother and sister at the village entrance. Xiao Qian should know this since you've played it before." He looked at Chen Qian several times while speaking, and then opened the corresponding file.

"Why do I think it looks so familiar..." In the past, Chen Qian, a real game player, only occasionally felt a sense of familiarity because the model was small and the details were unclear. But now, at the first glance of the enlarged model, he immediately knew who the prototype was. Wasn't it Chen Tian and him?

But...what's the purpose of this design of wearing a skirt? "Why am I a little girl? Is this necessary for the plot?"

"No, it was to fulfill Chen Tian's last wish. He said he was destined to have a sister, and since there wasn't one in reality, he just created one in the data." The young man's expression when talking about this was more joyful than pious. He continued to share happily, "He was so stingy, but he actually said he would double his investment for this sister. You know, I don't like money, I just like to help others. I will help my brothers if I can."

For the first time, Chen Qian felt that Chen Tian was such a stranger... He had never seen anyone who could mix so many interests in friendship. There was no emotion, only gold coins, right?

"Who else?" Wu Zhefan also became interested after watching the first group. After all, he studied in college abroad. When they started making games, they probably almost forgot what he looked like. Now was the time when he could only see his friends making fun of him, so of course he cherished it.

"Let me show you Zhexianha." The modeling guy was very pleased with his initiative. He moved his hands a few times, and an NPC who looked very similar to Wu Zhefan appeared on the page.

"What is he wearing... Is he a beggar?" Wu Zhefan looked at the ragged character in silence. Twins are no different from a community in a place like this. If you are embarrassed, I am embarrassed.

"No wonder you're a top student, you know all this!" The young man's tone was so exaggerated that it was hard not to suspect that he did it on purpose.

"Even though I'm not a top student, I still have eyes." Compared to the young man, Wu Zhefan sounded very powerless.

"And then there's our renowned star—Boss Chi! Anyone who wants to see it, please raise your hand. I couldn't even bear to delete the first abstract version."