At this moment, inside the YR Company’s office:
Glen stood vigilantly in front of the computer, monitoring the game data in real-time. Yancy, on the side, was anxiously playing through the new levels of ‘Glory’.
Zane sat in the corner, calculating Evelyn’s losses with a calculator, secretly lamenting that she was quite extravagant. More than five million; that could have bought him so many pieces of equipment.
Tension filled the office.
Zane stood up, unable to see what Evelyn was doing in the blind spot. He approached her with some concern.
Evelyn was leaning back in the chair, sucking on a lollipop of the latest flavor, tapping the phone screen non-stop, appearing busy.
Zane sighed and whispered, “I warned you not to invest in ‘Glory’. Working day and night for three days. What’s the point?”
Taking a step forward, when he looked at her phone screen, “Candy Crush?”
“What’s wrong?” Evelyn raised her head, displaying displeasure at being disturbed. “Can’t I play?”
Zane muttered, “… You can play.”
Sure, she can play. But at this moment, she doesn’t worry about the new game at all?
Evelyn shot him a glance and lowered her head again.
In just ten minutes, Logan’s post sharing ‘Glory’ had been reprinted hundreds of thousands of times. Logically, there should have been some movement by now.
Suddenly, Glen stood up. “It’s… it’s exploding.”
“Miss Taylor, the server is about to explode. The emergency program in ‘Glory’ can only maintain for five minutes.”
Evelyn frowned, “Didn’t I tell you to choose a server that wouldn’t explode even with a million people?”
“Well…” Glen hesitated, looking at Zane.
Zane nervously explained, “The cost of a server that can accommodate a million users is too high, so I opted for one that can handle a hundred thousand users…”
“Anyway, there aren’t that many people. It’s definitely a problem with the game settings. Mr. Glen, could it be that there is a loophole in this game?
Glen stomped his foot anxiously. “Absolutely not. It’s because the number of players suddenly surged to three hundred thousand that the server alarmed.”
Zane looked shocked. How could that be possible?
“You said what? Three… three hundred thousand?”
Glen hadn’t answered yet when Yancy, nonchalantly added, “It’s nearly five hundred thousand now.”
“Boss, figure out a solution quickly. I’m about to win this round, and I really don’t want it to crash.”
Evelyn glanced at the time, three minutes and forty seconds left –That’s enough. She opened her computer, accessed the backend of ‘Glory’ and began adjusting the server.
Zane was still in a daze. It wasn’t until he opened the game and refreshed the webpage that he realized a monumental change had occurred on the internet during the time he was doing calculations.
“Logan, the master…” Zane, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn’t resist joining the game. While starting the game, he complained to Yancy, “You secretly followed Logan to play the game and hid it from me so tightly…”
Yancy looked disdainful. “Haven’t you always been pessimistic about ‘Glory’?”
After three minutes, Evelyn finally connected to the new server. The speed of the server increased, and another five hundred thousand online players flooded in.
“A million.” Glen stared at the scene, not daring to blink. He was afraid that when he opened his eyes again, he would find out that all of this was just a dream.
Evelyn walked to his side, and said with a smile, “Mr. Glen. This million players are just the beginning.”
Glen turned his head and looked at Evelyn, seeing the firm and clear glow in her eyes. In an instant, his confidence skyrocketed. At that moment, he seemed to have glimpsed ‘Glory’ surpassing the glory of ten years ago, or even reaching a higher level.
Logan consecutively played ‘Glory’ for ten hours, directly pulling the player base from a few thousand to tens of millions.
From the initial shock to the dreamlike state, Glen had become completely numb by now.
Throughout the day, Mia did not leave her computer. She even continuously hired a water army to discredit ‘Glory’ and Evelyn. However, amidst the overwhelming positive reviews, those malicious words were like drops in the ocean, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.
“Buy, buy another fifty thousand water army…” Mia commanded her assistant.
The assistant, with a helpless expression, whispered, “Miss Taylor, it’s useless. The number of ‘Glory’ players is growing at a rate of a million per hour. Even if you buy fifty thousand water army, it won’t change the situation.”
“Bitch!” Mia pushed away the computer with a fierce expression. “She deliberately competed with me for Connor’s project, wanting to deplete my funds and then take over ‘Glory.’ If not for this bitch, ‘Glory’ would have been mine and Jasper’s.”