The police and medical staff arrived quickly, along with the two reporters sent by Shen Qinghan.
Soon, a news piece hit the hot search list.
[Expose Emperor Penguin Company's new work "Ruins of the Future: 2100" suspected of plagiarism, the original creator Polestar's boss violently beat the mole...]
Next was a photo with the entire body pixelated.
However, it was faintly visible that it was an adult male, covered in blood.
Soon it shot to the top of the Federation's largest news website, Federation Headline's hot search number one.
The comments below were scrolling incessantly.
[66666, I knew it, those Emperor Penguin Group folks are up to no good again.]
[Is that Emperor Penguin group plagiarizing again?]
[What's "again"? Have they ever stopped?]
[Gotta admit, this boss does have some guts, beating up the mole.]
[LOL, what's violence going to solve? Weakness is weakness, wasting good ideas, might as well let Emperor Penguin Group do it, their capabilities are undeniable, and the final product is way better than the original.]
[Now we're in the era of computational power, as long as there's money, the best can be achieved, so why not let Emperor Penguin Group handle it? They're really spending big bucks.]
[Exactly, playing finished products directly is better than those cheap, poorly made games, saves the hassle of frequent updates, not better to achieve the best directly?]
[6666 promoting like this, how many Federation Coins per message? Introduce me to your friends?]
[I clean you *****]
Many netizens kept arguing back and forth.
The online environment isn't much different from Earth, possibly even worse.
After all, in this era with new energy, humanity has grown too idle.
So idle that they keep advocating for war....
Night falls.
Celestial Shark Live.
As the largest gaming live broadcast platform within the Great Xia Federation, it's also the platform with streaming rights for "Anti-War Competition", always being the most beloved platform for gamers in the Great Xia Federation.
And as the mainstay for this ancient type of gunfight game, Mo Xiaomo's channel suddenly lights up.
A young, energetic cosplaying girl dressed as a police officer appears:
"Hello hello, everyone, good evening~"
"Welcome to Mo Xiaomo's live channel~"
"Let's kick off today's journey of battle~"
"Today we're playing 'Ruins of the Future: 2100', a game participating in the 'Anti-War Competition', however, due to my efforts as the main host, I've secured an experience slot~"
"Hahahaha, are you guys excited~"
As Mo Xiaomo's words finished, the barrage in the channel went wild:
[6666, have you gotten cocky, calling yourself the main host now?]
[Did you really get it? I heard lots of folks next door are streaming this game today too.]
[Tsk, another plagiarized game by Emperor Penguin.]
[LOL, host don't play it, it's a copycat, be careful the original creator sues you.]
[Exactly exactly, not watching Emperor Penguin games!]
[Guys? Aren't you following the news? It's all over the headlines, the game's plagiarized and still streaming?]
[Really not afraid of ruining your reputation?]
The barrage didn't get as excited as expected; even the playful water friends were drowned out by curses towards Emperor Penguin Group, leaving Mo Xiaomo somewhat at a loss, staring at the barrage and said:
"Ah... well, hold on a moment."
"I'll go find out."
Then promptly stood up, glanced at the equally anxious assistant, and asked:
"What's going on? Is the game plagiarizing others?"
"How come I didn't know earlier?"
The assistant, somewhat confused, flipped through the online news:
"I don't know either."
"This only blew up this afternoon."
"But there's been no response from Polestar Company."
"It's just the online opinion, overwhelmingly saying Emperor Penguin Group plagiarized, and Polestar Company's boss violently beating the mole."
"Should we... stream as usual?"
"Emperor Penguin Group's copying isn't a one-time or two-time thing, every time the original author ends up dead."
"This time is probably no exception."
Mo Xiaomo frowned:
"No."
"Streaming can't happen now; wait till others have done it, and the public accepts it before we stream."
The assistant wore a wry smile:
"But we already accepted the money."
"Acting this way would offend them, wouldn't it?"
Mo Xiaomo glared:
"Anyway, we definitely can't be the first to stream a plagiarized game."
"They breached the contract first."
The assistant sighed:
"I got it."
The assistant here went to contact the staff from Emperor Penguin Group.
Mo Xiaomo quickly returned to the camera in the live room:
"Sorry guys."
"I didn't know about this, only just found out through my assistant."
"No streaming of this game today."
"Let's just randomly browse the internet today."
"Find some fun games to check out."
Approaching the start of the 'Anti-War Competition', many games started promoting themselves.
This is also a mandatory regulation; otherwise, if time is too early for promotion, some strong companies will wipe out all small workshops, any breaches of premature promotion will lead to disqualification, promotions are only allowed ten days prior to the competition start.
At this moment.
The barrage rolls crazily.
[Go check Polestar Games' official website, tell us if it's plagiarized?]
[Well, this Polestar Games boss is in for big trouble, prepare for bankruptcy.]
[Hahahahaha, delighted to hear +1.]
[Emperor Penguin Group's another day of ungentlemanly behavior, but they never were gentlemanly.]
Mo Xiaomo helplessly looks at the barrage.
These people curse tirelessly, but this matter does have some heat, then spoke:
"Alright, at the request of many water friends."
"Let's go check out Polestar Games' official website~"
Subsequently opened search, entered Polestar Game Company, clicked gently on the mouse.
A search interface appeared.
The first thing that jumped out was Polestar Game Company's official website; Mo Xiaomo clicked in to see a sci-fi futurescape CG animation appear, with the screen zooming from far to near, Blue Star had already become a wasteland.
The city was shrouded in darkness, humans fused with machines, a strong sense of sci-fi.
This made Mo Xiaomo involuntarily click his tongue.
Crude!
It really is a copy.
Since he had to live stream, Mo Xiaomo definitely knew about the game "Ruins of the Future: 2100."
The CG on the Polestar Games Official Website is almost identical to "Ruins of the Future: 2100," except the visuals of Emperor Penguin Group's "Ruins of the Future: 2100" are more exquisite and delicate, which is their old trick.
But... they don't even try to hide it?
Even the transition times and angles in the CG are almost the same...
Mo Xiaomo silently mourned for Polestar Company's boss in his heart, copied by Emperor Penguin, just unlucky.
Suddenly.
The CG playing on the Polestar Game Company's official website disappeared, leaving Mo Xiaomo a bit stunned:
"Huh?"
"Why is the video gone?"
Refreshed twice, still nothing.
Mo Xiaomo's gaze shifted elsewhere, the top promotion for "Cyber Blue Star: 2077" on the website had been moved to the second position.
And the first position was replaced by "World War II: Empire's Rise."
This instantly piqued Mo Xiaomo's interest:
"Eh—"
"This title? A bit interesting, huh?"
"Is it a new game?"
"Polestar Company acts so quickly, found a replacement already?"
Clicked twice, couldn't get in.
But his curiosity was definitely piqued.
The comments were also buzzing with exchanges.
[Holy moly? Empire? Such an old-fashioned term.]
[Empire represents conquest and slaughter, it's not in line with the current mainstream Federation ideology, isn't the Polestar Game Company boss afraid he might want to get in trouble?]
[Could it be that Polestar Game Company is a war-promoting fanatic?]
[I think he's gone mad, giving up on himself.]
[What? Haven't you noticed the blind spot?]
[Why is it World War II? What about the first one?]
[Yeah? What about the first one?]
[Whoa, now that you mention it, I'm really curious!]
[Polestar Games is going big.]
[Waiting online for the news of Polestar Games' boss being arrested, hahahaha.]
Curiosity kept building in the live streaming room, whether it was World War II or Empire's Rise, it made the viewers restless with itching curiosity, but there's nothing they can do, Polestar hasn't said a word.
The matter with Polestar's website was quickly discovered by netizens, many came to check it out.
The hype quickly occupied the Federation Headline's trending searches.
At this time.
Zhao Ming, causing the netizens to be agitated.
Was in the office, tinkering with a virtual helmet.
After an afternoon of propaganda, many knew about his company's matter, providing plenty of Emotion Value, Zhao Ming first exchanged it for a clip of "Normandy Landing," and then used the computing power purchased from the photon supercomputer cluster for rendering.
He has now created the clip into a virtual game, linked to the virtual helmet, just lacking an experiment.
Based on memory, Zhao Ming put on the helmet and pressed the button.
His vision went black, and when it lit up again.
He saw himself on a landing boat.
The vast, boundless sea.
Surrounded by warships and landing boats, planes whizzing toward the islands in front.
The sound of the landing boat's roar filled his ears.
This is the opening scene of "Normandy Landing," exactly the same. If he didn't know it was a virtual game, Zhao Ming might have thought he had traveled back in time.
The virtual helmet can achieve this level?!
Immersive.
Doesn't that mean every Earth movie could be turned into a game?!
This is an experience impossible on Earth.
The wobbling of the landing boat, the surging waves, the squeezing of soldiers around him, the wet salty air from the sea all felt so real, Zhao Ming pinched his arm, weaker than real pain was felt:
"Hiss—"
"There's something here."
This is just the virtual helmet, according to his memories, the Virtual Body Sensing Pod can simulate it perfectly.
Thinking of this.
Zhao Ming's expression turned strange, perfect simulation, will the pain be the same...?
Click.
Using the Virtual Body Sensing Pod to play, better add a warning statement later.
In case it becomes too painful.
While he was thinking, suddenly urgent whistles sounded in Zhao Ming's ears.
Toot———
Toot———
"Everyone! Form two lines, avoid the craters!"
"Get ready to land!"
"May the Lord bless you!"
As the words fell, the ramp at the front of the landing boat was lowered.
Zhao Ming reacted, remembering the following scene; seeing the steel ramp lowered made his scalp tingle:
"Dang!!!"
Zhao Ming thought of dodging sideways, just as he lifted his foot.
Heavy machine-gun fire swept across.
The four or five NPCs in front of Zhao Ming were instantly mowed down, blood and flesh flying, followed by Zhao Ming.
Bang!
The helmet was directly blasted, a chilling sensation spreading from the forehead to the back of the head.
The body was also being shot by machine gun fire.
Unable to exit in time, the screen fell into darkness.
In the office.
Zhao Ming, wearing a virtual helmet, shivered and quickly took off the helmet, heart pounding:
"Damn... too real isn't good either."
"Better not try it anymore."
"Let the players suffer instead."