Nagao A was soone who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.
At the sa ti, he was also a very obsessive person.
The harder it was to find this mysterious ga developer, the more he wanted to find them.
Just like how he had never been able to acquire Gastar Electronic Entertainnt—yet he still pestered them from ti to ti, hoping for a successful acquisition.
Over ti, he realized that was unlikely to happen, so he shifted gears and began buying up as many ga studios as possible. After all, he had the money, and he didn't want it to go to waste.
His platform's userbase was still growing, and as long as it kept growing, the Wall Street investors were willing to keep paying up.
Other internet portals were in a similar phase—rapid growth with a promising outlook.
Now, after running into a dead end with this mysterious ga developer, his obsessive nature flared up again.
"You're just a tiny indie developer, probably with no team at all—completely alone—and I still can't get a hold of you? Then how the hell am I supposed to beco a world-class internet giant?"
So even if hacking a platform was a bit illegal, he was still willing to give it a shot.
Following his employee's suggestion, he instructed his company's top network engineers to attempt an intrusion into Battlenet—the digital platform owned by Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
Targeting a rival's online platform like this was completely out of line, but he didn't care.
As long as they hid their tracks well and pretended afterward like nothing happened, it would be fine.
He'd been in the internet industry for years and hadn't seen any company with tech more advanced than his own. Gastar was just a ga company. Their internet services probably weren't all that developed, and likely didn't have much security.
Of course, you couldn't just do sothing like this in broad daylight, so the intrusion was planned for the middle of the night.
That was when security would likely be weakest.
And in fact, that seed to be true.
Midnight in Japan wasn't much different from midnight in other big cities. At Gastar's headquarters, a few night shift server maintenance staff were still on duty.
In most companies, employees hated working the night shift—unless the pay was really good.
Gastar, fortunately, paid well. But that wasn't the only reason these employees didn't mind. Night shifts weren't boring. So of them were single and didn't enjoy sitting at ho, so they actually preferred hanging out at the office, playing gas with colleagues. Most nights were quiet anyway, and it felt more like a casual hangout than work.
In one lit-up office, eight employees on night duty were gathered, playing gas together.
It was a break room—with gym equipnt, and of course, plenty of gaming consoles.
The place basically looked like a free arcade.
And because Takayuki didn't mind rival companies' products, there were all kinds of consoles and gas from other companies here too.
So of those companies had already gone under, but their consoles were still preserved here in perfect condition.
In fact, the place resembled more of a mini gaming museum.
Naturally, the most popular consoles were their own, since only those had the best gas. Other consoles were just for occasional fun.
"Hey hey! Rathalos is almost dead! Quick—use the tranq bombs! ...Ahh! You idiot, you killed it again! I told you, capturing gives better rewards!"
"Sorry, sorry! I just instinctively went for the kill. That Rathalos gave so much trouble before, and seeing it this weak in front of ... I couldn't resist."
"Sigh, whatever. One more try, yeah?"
"Of course! We finally got a four-man squad—no way I'm missing this!"
Four of them were playing Monster Hunter together on GSL handheld consoles.
Even though the ga had crushed many players with its difficulty, once you got into it, the pain turned into pleasure—like so twisted human instinct being activated.
At this point, Monster Hunter was very popular within a niche community—about 300,000 players globally.
That wasn't a huge number for a top-tier ga, but it was enough to break even. From there, it was just about growing the playerbase. The foundation was solid, and the goal was to dominate the genre.
In Takayuki's original world, Monster Hunter had beco the undisputed king of co-op action gas. He hoped for the sa status here.
Elsewhere in the room, two others were seated in front of an arcade-style gaming machine.
They had a large button controller setup—just like old-school arcade cabinets.
In fact, most arcade machines in this world were Takayuki's creations, and fighting gas like Street Fighter were best played in this format. Takayuki believed it was the ideal showcase.
In Japan's entertainnt venues, many such Street Fighter arcade machines existed and brought in steady inco for store owners. They loved the ga.
These two employees looked like they were fighting seriously, but on closer inspection...
"Hey, hey—attack already."
"Sure. How do you want to hit you?"
"Just use light punch. When you hit , Mai Shiranui leans back—and you can see her deep V."
"Heh heh. I like that."
"Heh heh. Heheheh."
Their faces were suspiciously creepy. Anyone outside the company would probably mistake them for ex-cons and steer clear.
But here, they could be themselves—nobody cared.
Everyone here was basically the sa.
In another corner, two others were doing light workouts and chatting.
"Hey, did you play the president's new Stardew Valley yet?"
"Of course I did. Man, I really admire the president—he always cos up with gas in ways we'd never expect."
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