Game Development Mad God

Just as Lin Yan was thinking about which plan to use to take the pseudo-rebirth Tan Wenxuan for his own use, the call bell suddenly rang.

Two incoming calls, dial in at the same time.

One is from Alex Mercer.

The other comes from Pei Zhiming of Sanming Game Company.

...

Chaoyue Country, Jinshan.

SSG company.

"Mr. Lin Yan? Hello, I'm Pei Zhiming from SSG company. This is the case. I am a loyal player of "Prototype"..."

"Out of my feelings for "Prototype", I am very willing to inject funds to adapt it into a novel, anime or even a movie. I hope to cooperate sincerely with you..."

"For the sake of me being your most loyal fan, please be sure to sell me the original copyright..."

"Yes, full copyright..."

"There are indeed many people in the Sanming Group who have a prejudice against the East, but I am different from them. I yearn for and admire the vast and abundant East..."

"Speaking of which, the Easterner I admire most is Tang Taizong Li Shiming, and the other is Mr. Lin Yan. You..."

Pei Zhiming leaned against the office chair, his words were extremely respectful and humble, but his expression on his face was extremely contemptuous.

The disdain and playfulness in his eyes were beyond words.

At this time, Li Canxuan opened the door and heard what he said.

As one of the Four Heavenly Kings and Pei Zhiming closer together, Li Canxuan knew him no more.

Even in the Sanming Group, which is known for its hatred of the East, Pei Zhiming can be considered quite an extraordinary one.

He would use honorifics to an Eastern client?

The surprised Li Canxuan lip-synched and asked in a low voice, "Is it an important customer?"

Pei Zhiming smiled contemptuously, scribbled a sentence on the writing board, and then erected the cardboard.

I saw that it was written on the cardboard-"It's just a fool who gave money."

"Okay! Okay! Mr. Lin, I'm here today. I hope you have a good day and travel to Chaoyue Country in the future. Please be sure to let me know. I will do my best to be a landlord! There is something wrong now, I'll call you later!"

Pei Zhiming hung up the phone, clutching his stomach and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! I can't hold it anymore! This stupid nouveau riche in the East is laughing to death! He might think that I really admire him now. And Dongfang?"

Li Canxuan shook his head. Before leaving the office, he turned sideways and said softly, "Don't overplay."

"Don't worry! It's just a garbage with no background. I don't even need to use my strength to eviscerate his thin skin, eat his flesh and blood, and absorb his marrow. Dongfang is just a fat and oily domestic pig. Worthy to be slaughtered by us!"

When he said this, Pei Zhiming's eyes flashed with green cold light, like a hungry wild wolf.

He can go to the present, relying on his strong ambition and action.

Lin Yan will become his promotion resource!

Bang bang bang...

The door was pushed open and then closed tightly.

Entering the room is Pei Zhiming's closest and most trusted guardian—Maklov, a human extreme man from the Siberian training camp.

But today's Makaroff, his expression and demeanor seem to be somewhat different from the past.

"Wait a moment!"

"When I finish the call just now, I will molest the eastern idiot nouveau riche and talk about other things."

Pei Zhiming picked up the phone, with mocking and joking colors on his face, and dialed Lin Yan's number.

...

Recently, Alex Mercer was stimulated by the alien. In order to express his own value and ability, his subjective initiative was so strong that he was admired by Andu.

But apart from scientific research, Alex is only good at one thing-

Kill!

As the head of the Umbrella Security Company’s South Korea branch, Alex can’t have the ability to incarnate like the dark and appear in any civilized country on earth instantly, but he will actively explore all potential and possible Lin Yan poses a threat to the opponent.

The hapless Pei Zhiming, because of his recent actions, was happily on Alex's list.

Among Pei Zhiming's bodyguards, the strongest is a human body extreme man trained in Siberia. The opponent's strength, speed, will, and reaction speed have reached the level of human extremes.

The extreme fighter named Makolov was also the only one who noticed the existence of Alex.

The so-called "good riders fall on horses, good waterers drown in water, good drinkers are drunk, and good warriors die by killing", Maqlov's strength has become his way to death.

It took Alex nine seconds to kill and swallow Makarov's memory, simulating the appearance of the opponent.

Although he personally killed the ultimate fighter Makolov, Alex still retained the most basic respect for his belief in the pursuit of strength.

Makolov is the 04 champion student from the Siberian training camp.

The Siberian training camp has a death target of 80%, which means that if ten people enter, at least eight will die!

It is the world's top training camp for black market boxing training fighters. All trainees of this training camp are voluntarily enrolled. The school system is three years and requires an annual tuition of more than 40,000 US dollars.

The entire training camp was surrounded by power grids, landmines, and guards carrying live ammunition to prevent the trainees from fleeing because they could not stand the cruel training.

It had been destroyed once in 1998 because it was too inhumane.

Because of this, after its reconstruction, it attracts more BODY-BUILDERs who think they are strong to enter it, trying to win the title of the strongest human on earth.

From day one, fighters have to face the choice of survival and death-complete 600 100 kg squats in two hours, kick off 30-inch stakes in four hours, use their bare hands in a closed room, and 6 A wolfdog wrestled, unarmed and several coaches armed with swords and clubs.

The cruel and inhuman training wiped out all the weaknesses of all the students who successfully graduated from the training camp, leaving only pure coldness, cruelty and death.

However, no matter how cold and tough a guy, how can he compare to the existence of Alex who has the will to cluster the black light virus?

Every ray of his thoughts are thoughts gathered by hundreds of millions of black light viruses. The thoughts of ordinary people can only disintegrate in front of him like a chicken.

Alex's ability allows him to perfectly imitate any life form that he has swallowed.

When he stood in front of Pei Zhiming, the other party didn't seem to notice any abnormalities, and was still conducting the self-entertaining transnational call.

"Mr. Lin, you are really brilliant, if I had half of your ability, it would be great!"

Having said that, Pei Zhiming covered the microphone and shrugged to Alex.

Pei Zhiming even mistaken Alex for his most trusted confidant, Makarov, and laughed at this moment: "I'm not telling a lie. This stupid oriental nouveau riche is indeed capable, but he has no foundation. Worthy of being used by me! Playing around!"

Hearing this, the corners of Alex's lips rose slightly, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and his body slightly buckled.

From extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, but in an instant!

Huh!

Black and red gore rush!

In the blink of an eye, the black light prototype appeared in front of Pei Zhiming and pinched the opponent's neck severely.

The phone fell, and Pei Zhiming could hardly breathe because of the force of Pei Mo Nengyu.

He was raised with one hand in the air by Alex, and a few words were squeezed from his throat with difficulty:

"Maclov! You bastard, how dare you betray me? You are not afraid of your parents and son..."

As Pei Zhiming was talking, Maqlov's face in front of him suddenly changed, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it twisted and changed into another appearance.

A sickly white face, black eyes gleaming among scarlet, hooded jumpsuit...

"Ah...Alex, Mercer!!!"

At this moment, Pei Zhiming's worldview completely collapsed! broken!

Why does the protagonist of the game in "Prototype" appear in the real world and appear in front of him? !

Although I don't understand what the other party wants to do, but looking at this menacing appearance, I know that it is not a good thing...

Just when Pei Zhiming thought he would die because of the shattered throat cartilage, Alex suddenly let go of his hands. ,

Bang!

Falling to the ground, Pei Zhiming panted heavily, his heart rate suddenly reaching its limit.

"Huh...ha..."

He felt like he was being targeted by a predator standing at the top of the food chain, trembling all over, unable to control himself.

Don't even call the police, even with a scream, he dare not.

The black light prototype picked up the mobile phone that had fallen on the computer desk with his pale and sick left hand and sent it to Pei Zhiming's ear.

In the microphone, Lin Yan's indifferent and usual voice came out, warm and peaceful, like a gentleman from the east.

However, no matter how gentle the tone is, it cannot conceal the coldness in the words:

"After playing with you for so long, it's time for a good show to end."

"Alex, smash his face."

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