Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 94: Damn! Did I Become a Traitor?!

This isn't just fishy, it's super fishy!

Shen Miaomiao stood at the factory entrance, her eyes wide in disbelief.

The parachuting experience, the smooth movents, the powerful recoil of gunfire, the imrsive ga atmosphere...

The mountains, the trees, the wind—everything here!

Where's the “rough prototype” she was promised?!

You’re telling this was “too rushed to polish”?

This d*** thing looks like a fully-finished ga!

Panic surged through her heart.

No doubt about it.

This ga's level of completion had far surpassed her expectations. Hell, it wasn’t even close to being a "prototype" anymore!

Ever since she took over Golden Wind a year ago, Shen Miaomiao had been coasting along, doing the bare minimum.

Still, she’d learned a thing or two about the ga industry.

She knew what those rushed-to-market gas looked like:

The slightly better ones would still have clipping issues, weak rendering, slight input lag...

And the bad ones? Ha, so didn’t even have working features—it was basically just a shell that could barely run.

At first, that’s what she thought PUBG would be too.

In her mind, the parachuting in the trailer was probably fake. The full-body feedback system? Untuned at best. The motion capture? Probably super laggy, characters moving out of sync.

But now?

Parachuting—Gu Sheng made it happen.

The full-body feedback system—Gu Sheng calibrated it perfectly.

The visuals and animations? Flawless, imrsive down to the last pixel.

And to think, she was once wondering how much “at” was actually in that trailer...

Turns out?

No crust. All at.

D*** it, I didn’t lose a single cent!

With a grunt, Shen Miaomiao crawled out of the haptic pod, her face pale as a sheet.

It was obvious.

Unless Gu Sheng had the power to stop ti, there was no way he pulled this off without so underhanded tricks!

Otherwise...

There’s no way he could’ve cooked up a full-course al like this in just five months of normal work hours!

The thought made Shen Miaomiao’s teeth grind with rage.

Sitting down in her boss chair, she snatched up the phone.

Beep—beep—

After two rings, a middle-aged man’s voice ca through:

“Hello? Miaomiao?”

“Hey, Uncle Li,”

Shen Miaomiao took a deep breath and said,

“I’d like to pull the surveillance footage from our floor. Is that okay?”

Uncle Li, the owner of Binjiang Tech Tower and an old friend of Lao Shen, chuckled warmly.

“Of course! No problem at all! Hold on, I’ll have soone bring it up to you.”

Soon after, the tower’s deputy general manager arrived respectfully with a copy of the footage.

After a polite thank you and seeing the manager out, Shen Miaomiao plugged the USB into her computer.

Usually, places like malls and office buildings kept footage for a week.

At Binjiang Tech Tower, they saved it for a month.

She opened the earliest video file...

Fast-forwarded to 5:00 p.m. sharp.

Click.

The project departnt doors opened, and the employees filed out, all eager to leave, not staying a second longer.

In fact, the last one out that day was herself—at 5:01 p.m.

The company fell quiet.

Exactly the outco she’d hoped for.

But...

An hour later—

Rumble—

The company’s automatic doors, printed with the Golden Wind logo, slid open again.

In ca Da Jiang, broad and stocky, and Jiang Yun with his tattooed arms, each holding a cup of coffee, chatting and laughing.

Three or five minutes later, Ka Lang strolled back in, alone, wiping his mouth and checking his phone.

Then ca Gu Sheng and Jiang Yun, each with a rolled-up jianbing, eating and chatting as they walked.

One, three, five, eight, ten...

Groups of employees trickled back in, like high schoolers returning from a break. So had just finished dinner, others had been playing ball downstairs.

Shen Miaomiao’s thumb slowly moved to press against the philtrum beneath her nose...

She knew—the project team had 16 mbers.

Add the three execs, and that made 19.

Now?

18 had co back.

Only Lu Bian hadn’t shown up yet.

But there was no way Lu Bian wouldn’t co back. Shen Miaomiao knew that much.

Wherever Gu Sheng went, his two lieutenants—Lu Bian and Da Jiang—would always follow.

Her fear...

Rumble—

Before she could finish that thought, the doors slid open again.

Sure enough, in walked Lu Bian.

And right behind him...

A tall, elegant figure—none other than her personal assistant, Chu Qingzhou!

Screeeeech—!

Shen Miaomiao couldn’t hold it anymore.

She jamd her prepped fingernail hard into her philtrum.

S***... I’m screwed...

Chu Chu, you big, honest-looking traitor! You betrayed the revolution?!

One company!

Top to bottom!

Even counting the janitor auntie, that made 23 people!

And the janitor and the finance lady didn’t touch the project at all.

So that ant...

21 people had direct or indirect involvent with the PUBG project.

And now?

20 had co back!

That day... only she had actually gone ho after work!

S***!!!

Shen Miaomiao let out a silent, desperate scream in her heart.

Did I... did I just beco the traitor?!

20 people working behind 1 person’s back!

What kind of operation was this?! Boo hoo hoo...

Shen Miaomiao was on the verge of tears.

No wonder, on the first day of the project, Gu Sheng had gone full tyrant, chewing everyone out left and right!

Playing the sympathy card, staging a secret coup...

A whole freaking sche!

D*** it all!!!

Shen Miaomiao was so mad she almost rolled on the floor.

Gu Sheng!!!

You b******!!!

I can’t believe I felt guilty before, thinking I was in the wrong, even planning to go easy on you next ti!

You d*** well deserve this!

With that thought, Shen Miaomiao slapped a fifty onto the table and grabbed it in her fist.

With a furious growl, she declared:

“Fifty, we have to make that scumbag Gu Sheng pay for his cris today—this is for your brothers and sisters!”

“Sheng-ge.”

As the project room door opened, Da Jiang ca in and called out to Gu Sheng.

“Yeah?”

Gu Sheng was chatting with Lu Bian when he heard Da Jiang and looked up.

“What’s up?”

“I ran into Boss Shen in the hallway,” Da Jiang tilted his head.

“She said you should go to her office.”

“Oh, okay.”

Gu Sheng nodded, snubbed out his cigarette, and strode off to Shen Miaomiao’s office.

Knock knock knock—

He knocked, and Shen Miaomiao’s voice ca from inside:

“Co in.”

Gu Sheng pushed the door open and saw Shen Miaomiao seated behind her desk, face unreadable.

“You called ?”

Gu Sheng didn’t think much of it and sat down across from her.

“So... what’s—”

Bang!

Before he could finish, Shen Miaomiao yanked a giant high-pressure water gun from under the desk and slamd it down in front of him!

Her gaze turned icy in an instant.

Gu Sheng flinched.

“Hey... hey, let’s talk this through, alright? No violence, okay?”

“Hmph!”

Shen Miaomiao snorted coldly.

“When a gun goes off, soone dies.

When soone dies, soone cries.

And when soone cries, they speak the truth.

So, spill it.

You’ve got at least three things to say.”

Gu Sheng glanced at her, then at the massive water gun on the table, swallowing hard.

“...We’ve been slacking off in the project room.”

Shen Miaomiao shook her head. “Not that one.”

“...I ate the last lollipop in the lounge.”

Shen Miaomiao shook her head again. “Not that one either.”

Hiss—

Gu Sheng spotted the surveillance footage playing on her tilted screen, and his face stiffened. With a sheepish smile, he mumbled:

“About the overti... everyone was totally fine with it...”

“Ha.”

Shen Miaomiao let out a cold laugh.

She picked up the water gun, grinning like a maniac.

“Hahahahahaha—oh, Gu, my dear.

Have you had breakfast?”

Gu Sheng blinked, not sure why she was asking that.

“Nope.”

“Ha! Bad idea!”

Shen Miaomiao nodded, then her expression twisted into sothing feral.

Grabbing the water gun, she leaped onto the desk and sprayed the hell out of Gu Sheng!

“Then let feed you a taste of this!”

Pssshhhh—!

“Ah! Ah, sh**! It’s freezing!”

Caught completely off guard, Gu Sheng took a full face of water, jumping back and shrieking.

“Holy crap, this is ice-cold! What kind of water is this?!”

“Tap water!”

Shen Miaomiao, like a demon queen, stomped onto the desk and kept spraying.

“I told you no overti! No overti! And you had the nerve to pull so Sun Tzu strategy on , huh?!”

“You tricked the whole project team! Even took down Chu Chu!

You’re not Gu the Designer—you’re Gu the Master Manipulator!”

“Today—I’m taking down this evil scher who spreads lies and deceives the masses!”

Pssshhh—!

Water sprayed everywhere, soaking Gu Sheng as he scrambled around the office.

“Ah! F***—this is so cold!”

“You can’t do this to !”

“Everything I did was for the good of the company!”

“I’ve shed blood for this company! I’ve earned rit!”

“You tyrant! Killing loyal ministers! Blind fool—!”

Those words only made Shen Miaomiao angrier.

“Silence! Shaless scoundrel! How dare you bark like that?! I’ll drown you right here and now—prepare to die!”

Pssshhh—!

Outside the door...

Over a dozen employees stood silently, listening to the chaos inside.

After a long pause, Jiang Yun finally couldn’t help but whisper to Lu Bian:

“Director Lu... do you think Boss Gu and Boss Shen are...?”

“Cosplaying, maybe?”

Lu Bian smacked his lips, unsure.

“Sounds like a corrupt emperor executing a loyal subject kind of scene.”

“So... should we go in and stop them?”

Ka Lang grinned.

“Maybe not.

Sounds like they’re having fun.”

PUBG Launches Today! Special events across Shark, Longya, Black Flag, and more streaming platforms!

8 PM tonight! The battle royale wave hits Asia!

The wait is over! Golden Wind announces PUBG goes live at 8 PM!

Shark Newsflash: Tonight at 8 PM, Qiezi and Lao Ma invite you to join the battlefield!

Is it a surprise or a letdown? PUBG launches tonight, quality to be revealed!

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday!

Under the joint announcent of the “Asia Esports Developer Conference,” the “Huaxia International Digital Entertainnt Association,” the “YiYou Platform,” and “Golden Wind Gas”—

PUBG went live at exactly 8 PM on the Asia Esports Official Platform!

The gaming community exploded!

dia outlets scrambled to report, streaming platforms opened special streaming channels, and even Shark launched a PUBG newbie strear recruitnt campaign!

Countless players eagerly waited:

“It’s finally here! I’ve been waiting so long!”

“Shark’s servers are gonna lt down tonight!”

“Got my haptic pod and my wallet ready—just waiting to buy it the mont it drops!”

“Not gonna lie, 98 yuan—at that price, I don’t even care if there are no guns. If they’ve got parachuting, I’ll play all night!”

“Hahaha, bro, you’re crazy!”

“Rich dude throwing 50 to get a chicken dinner!”

“Yo, look at the FPS section—every big strear is going live at the sa ti!”

“Official support, man. With Huaxia backing them, who dares not follow?”

“Wait, hold up... wasn’t there another ga from Huaxia in this event?”

“Huh? There was? What?”

“Polite Rage: The hell you talking about?”

“Hahahahahaha...”

Shen Miaomiao’s molars were practically cracking from the pressure!

D*** that dog Gu Sheng!

With this level of promotion, if they’d only had a half-baked prototype up, the disappointnt from players and dia would’ve been catastrophic!

All this massive hype would’ve backfired!

But now...

After playing PUBG herself, she knew the ga was solid.

Flawless quality, incredible experience, and now an all-out promotional blitz across every platform!

Her only hope left... was the sales ceiling.

With a total investnt of 50 million yuan, and the Asia Esports Platform taking a 10% cut, they’d need to hit 55 million yuan in gross sales within the first week to break even.

And that wasn’t easy.

After all, PUBG had ho field advantage in Huaxia, but in other Asian countries, other FPS competitors would be splitting the market.

“So... it’s not totally hopeless for !”

She clenched her tiny fists, cheering herself up:

“Even if I lose a million, five hundred thousand would still be fine. I’ll take whatever I can get—half’s not too bad!”

With that, the clock struck 8 PM sharp.

A system notification echoed in her mind—

Ding! Investnt Round Initiated!

Project: PUBG

Project Investnt: 50 Million Yuan

Estimated Return: 500 Million Yuan

Settlent Countdown: 6 days 23 hours 59 minutes 59 seconds...