Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 608 For the Horde!

"Most of the 5 million yuan promotion budget we've raised will be used for offline promotions, server bandwidth costs, and initial marketing activities."

Cheng Yi played his trump card: "If UT Voice can reach tens of millions of daily active users, millions of paying users, and annual revenue of over one billion within two years, then we will go to Nasdaq and tell the story of 'China's core voice service provider for the game ecosystem,' and make a good profit from Wall Street. I think the valuation will not be less than 20 billion US dollars."

After Cheng Yi finished speaking, the conference room was quiet for a moment.

It's no longer about doubt, but about digestion and calculation.

Ma Huateng spoke first, saying, "President Cheng's analysis is very thorough. This is indeed a way to revitalize idle resources. We at Tencent will follow up on this investment. We'll provide funds if needed, and traffic if needed."

Kong Feng also laughed and said, "This thing is indeed a necessity. Momo Games will promote it with all its might, no problem."

Ding Sanshi adjusted his glasses and revealed a shrewd smile: "President Cheng has drawn up the whole picture... the blueprint. We just need to follow along and we can also share in the listing dividends. There's no reason for NetEase not to participate."

Zhu Jun, Chi Feng, and the others nodded repeatedly.

Although they are not as large as Tencent and NetEase, they also have a lot of games in their hands. For example, Zhu Jun's Eighth City has games such as "Miracle", "Tianjiao II", "Aoshi Online", "Happy Journey to the West", "Supreme", and even "Granado Espada", which has an investment of 45 billion yuan.

After the project was approved unanimously, the atmosphere in the meeting room became even more enthusiastic.

After repeated discussions, the group finally settled on the name of the new company.

Jingzhou Mochao Technology Co., Ltd.

Without wasting any words, Cheng Yi picked up his phone and connected with a leader from the Jingzhou Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce.

"Brother Li, I have a new company here. The registered capital and shareholder structure are quite clear. Could you please handle this as a special case and help me complete the formalities as quickly as possible? I will have the group's legal and financial departments send all the materials over."

"Okay, Mr. Cheng, no problem, I'll handle it personally." The person on the other end of the phone readily agreed.

In Jingzhou, matters concerning Momo Group are of paramount importance, and giving them the green light is considered basic procedure.

The bigwigs dispersed, satisfied, each returning to arrange resource allocation and fund transfers.

Wang Yan practically floated back to Xinlang's headquarters in the adjacent A1 office building, his excitement beyond words.

Although a significant portion of the controlling stake was transferred to the Momo Group, UTalk, its own child, not only survived but also gained numerous powerful backers, transforming its future from a thorny path into a golden road.

Upon returning to headquarters, he immediately took swift and decisive action.

The first step was to completely divest the UTalk project team, which was originally under Sinlang.

He spent a whole day reviewing the applications and finally selected a core team of 50 people.

These employees have officially left Xinlang and their employment has been transferred to the newly established Jingzhou Moliao Technology Co., Ltd.

The employees of this new company, backed by countless powerful sugar daddies, were grinning from ear to ear.

This excited them so much; they felt like they had suddenly reached the pinnacle of their lives.

The office is located on the sixth floor of the A1 office building. The brand-new 550-square-meter office area has been set up overnight by the administration department. It is fully equipped with brand-new computer desks and chairs, high-speed network interfaces, and a dedicated server room.

Wang Yan personally serves as the CEO of Mochao Technology.

The first thing he did was to restructure the organization.

The head of the core technology department remains the original technical director of Xinlang, focusing on product iteration, performance optimization, and underlying architecture stability. He reports directly to and collaborates with the technical advisor sent by Yu Sen.

The head of the marketing department is a senior director sent from the marketing department of Momo Group. His main job is to develop detailed online and offline promotion plans.

The head of the Business Cooperation Department was transferred from Momo Internet Cafe. He is responsible for liaising with the major shareholders' companies and implementing specific matters such as in-game promotion and event collaboration.

The head of the Operations Service Department is responsible for user growth, community operations, and customer service system development; he is a professional sent by Tencent.

The finance department was personally led by Huang Wenrong.

For a new company to go public, it must ensure that its finances are clean and transparent. Otherwise, if the listing process gets stuck at the financial stage, it will be a big problem. Just sorting out the finances can take at least three to five months.

Soon, the first payments from each company were deposited into Mochao Technology's account within three days.

With 500 million yuan in capital in place, the new company immediately exuded an air of extravagance from the inside out.

The day after the funds were secured, UT's promotional plan was quickly launched.

The top recommendation spot in the QQ client app store was immediately updated with the UTalk icon and slogan; clicking it will take you directly to the download page.

All Momo-related portal websites, gaming platforms, and internet cafe management software clients simultaneously displayed prominent promotional pop-ups.

This massive influx of online traffic had an incredibly powerful effect, and most importantly, we even secured internal promotional cost pricing.

Games under major shareholders, such as World of Warcraft (Chinese version), Honghuang Chronicles (Chinese version), Fantasy Westward Journey, and MU Online, have all incorporated UTalk promotional information into their launcher interfaces, in-game activity centers, and even new player tutorials.

On the very first day after the announcement, a major battle was taking place at the entrance to Molten Core at the foot of Blackrock Mountain in World of Warcraft.

The ground was littered with the corpses of members of a tribal guild called "Unending War Song".

"Trash tribe pigs, with this level of skill, they dare to come to Blackrock Mountain?"

"Hahaha, that minotaur warrior, yes, the one called Iron Shield, his equipment is as tattered as a rag, yet he dares to charge to the front?"

"Stay until they break up! Let them know that Molten Core is not a place for them!"

Players from the Alliance guild [Silver Dawn] rode their tall horses, swaggering and trampling over the corpses of Horde players, their white text bubbles filled with taunts and insults.

Their equipment was clearly superior, gleaming with blue and even purple light, and their numbers were nearly double.

The leader of the guild 【Unending War Song】, the Minotaur Warrior Iron Shield, was resurrected weakly in the graveyard once again. Looking at the dejected comments of his teammates on the gray screens around him, he slammed his fist hard on the keyboard.

Their small guild had been guarded for so long that he had lost count of how many times he had been killed.

Those despicable League players!
This is absolutely rubbish!
He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his chest felt tight.

This is the third time this week that we've been cornered and humiliated here by Silver Dawn.

The opposing side also has a bad reputation in the alliance, specifically targeting small and medium-sized guilds whose equipment is not yet fully developed, under the guise of boosting morale.

"President, forget it... Let's retreat for today, we can't win."

"Yes, there are too many of them, and their equipment is too good..."

"Ugh, this is boring, I want to log off."

Morale in the guild chat was at rock bottom.

Looking at the helpless words on the screen, Iron Shield felt a surge of powerlessness.

He poured countless hours of effort into organizing the guild and researching strategies to help them clear Molten Core, but now they can't even get into the dungeon. Is his painstakingly built guild going to be torn apart like this?

He slowly moved the mouse to the "Exit Game" button in the upper right corner of the screen, his fingers trembling.

Just as he was about to click, a sliding advertisement window on the client interface caught his attention.

It was a poorly designed but eye-catching advertisement: a roaring orc warrior's head against a backdrop of intense battlefield, with the bold text: "UT Voice, the ultimate team command tool! Clear communication, turn the tide of battle, say goodbye to typing, enjoy smooth gameplay, click to download for free!"

Upon seeing this advertisement, he felt like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, his heart leaping in his throat.

communicate!
Yes, every time a team fight is lost, besides equipment and numbers, the most important reason is chaotic command.

Typing is too slow, everyone is working independently, like a disorganized mess.

2D games are somewhat better, since players can still see each other, but 3D games are truly chaotic battles where you can't find your bearings.

He clicked on the ad almost instinctively, and quickly downloaded and installed UTalk.

The software interface was much simpler than he had imagined. He frantically created a channel, and then, as if grasping at a straw, typed in the guild channel in an almost pleading tone:

"Brothers, don't log off yet. I need to ask you all a favor. There's a voice chat app called UTalk on the client interface. It downloads very quickly. Please take a minute to install it, then join channel 33241. Let's try one last time, okay? Just one last time! If it still doesn't work, I... I'll never organize any more events again."

His tone was both tragic and earnest, which softened the hearts of some long-time members who were initially disheartened and ready to log off.

"Alright, President, just this once."

"Let's just pretend then, we'll see what happens."

"UTalk? I just glanced at it when I logged in. Is it any good?"

A few minutes later, voices began to come through the UTalk channel, mixed with some background noise and tentative inquiries like "Can you hear me?" and "Hello?".

"Can you hear me, brothers?" Iron Shield took a deep breath and spoke into the microphone.

His voice was a little hoarse from excitement and nervousness.

"can hear!"

"The sound is quite clear!"

"Damn, president, your voice sounds so weathered, haha."

When the familiar yet unfamiliar voices of teammates truly resonated in my headphones, a wonderful, warm connection was instantly established.

The previous text-based communication was cold, but now the voice communication is warm, making the teammates in the virtual world instantly feel real.

Everyone was chattering away, and there were even three girls' voices among them.

Upon hearing that there were girls, the male members immediately let out wolf howls, which made the three girls giggle.

After letting everyone chat for a few minutes, Iron Shield took a deep breath and turned on his microphone again. His voice was clearly heard by every team member through UTalk: "Brothers, I'm going to assign the tactics for the next few minutes."

"Warriors, wait for me to place the charge marker, then intercept their healing echelons! Don't be afraid to die, your task is to break their formation and interrupt their spellcasting. Mages, use indiscriminate coverage on the center of the battlefield to slow their movement speed. Hunters, mark and focus fire. I'll call out names via voice chat, so all hunters should use Aimed Shot to pin down whoever I call out. Pets, all of you, attack freely and bite their cloth armor!"

"Okay." Everyone listened attentively.

The humiliation they had just suffered left them seething with anger.

"Thief brothers, sneak up behind them and ambush those with low health or those casting spells. Do whatever is most annoying. Shamans and priests, keep an eye on the warriors' health and dispel any negative spells."

"Everyone!" Iron Shield's voice suddenly rose, filled with a do-or-die fighting spirit, shouting, "Remember the humiliation we just suffered! Then repay that humiliation, along with our rage, to them without mercy! For the Horde! Follow me and kill!"

"For the Horde!!!"

In the UTalk channel, more than 30 people were infected and started shouting.

The battle broke out again.

But this time, everything is different.

The tauren warrior with the iron shield took the lead, charging forward like a heavily armored tank, his target the human priest who was casting a spell.

Almost simultaneously with his action, his clear command rang out in UTalk: "Focus fire on that dwarf priest who's trying to fool you with 'Holy Light,' take him down within three seconds!"

The voice just fell.

The hunter's Aimed Shot, the mage's Pyroblast, and the rogue's Ambush arrived in an instant.

The dwarf priest didn't even have time to cast [Desperate Prayer] before his health bar plummeted to zero like a punctured balloon, and he collapsed to the ground with a scream.

"Beautiful! Switch targets to their flag-bearer, 'Glory of Lordaeron,' warrior, apply armor penetration to him, mage, steal his blessing!" Iron Shield's command was swift as lightning, without the slightest hesitation.

With real-time voice communication, the team's cooperation reached an unprecedented level of synergy.

The warrior's interception perfectly interrupted the opponent's crucial healing spell.

The mage's Frost Nova can always appear in the most tricky positions to divide the battlefield and restrict movement.

The hunters' focused fire was highly unified, instantly melting every enemy they targeted.

The healers, following Iron Shield's instructions, pre-cast large-scale healing spells, steadily raising the health of the front-line heroes.

The once arrogant Silver Dawn has fallen into complete chaos.

Their typing commands couldn't keep up with the pace of commands on UTalk.

Often, as soon as their raid leader issues the order to focus fire on the Tauren Chieftain, Iron Shield in UTalk has already called for healers to heal me.

The next second, Holy Light and Chain Heal landed precisely on the Iron Shield, allowing it to withstand repeated bursts of focused fire.

At this point, the Silver Dawn guild players also noticed that their attacks were always a beat too slow.

"Holy crap! What's going on with them?"

"We can't beat them, and the healers can't keep up."

"Their reaction speed is too fast!"

Panic began to appear in the league's channels.

Their raid leader, Glory of Lordaeron, tried to stabilize the situation, but typing speed proved futile in the face of voice communication.

"Pursue them! Don't give them a chance to breathe!" Iron Shield, caught up in the excitement of the battle, his voice hoarse with rage: "Rogues, keep an eye on those trying to mount up and escape! Mages, use level 1 Frostbolts to slow them down! Hunters, use Flares to illuminate the shadows! Damn it, we'll hold them until they log off today!!!"

(End of this chapter)