Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 609 Another School Year Begins
The situation has completely reversed.

The Silver Dawn players who were just moments ago taunting the corpses are now running away in fear.

They tried to organize an effective resistance, but in the face of UTalk's "Unending Battle Song," any resistance seemed futile.

In the end, the Silver Dawn left behind more than a dozen corpses, and the remaining members, dragging their remaining health, either used their Invincible Hearthstone or bravely endured the attacks to force their way into the Molten Core dungeon, completely losing their will to fight.

At the foot of Blackstone Mountain, a brief period of calm returned.

Iron Shield was squatting on the corpse of the Silver Dawn guild leader, grinning from ear to ear.

What an exhilarating battle!

A deafening cheer erupted in the UTalk channel.

"we won!"

"This is awesome! UTalk is simply a miracle!"

"The guild leader is awesome! Brothers, you've got it!"

"Hahaha, let's see if they still dare to be arrogant!"

Iron Shield looked at his jubilant teammates on the screen and the corpses of the Alliance players on the ground, letting out a long-suppressed rage. Just as he was about to make a statement, someone in the voice channel said, "Guild leader, if they also use UT, will we be unable to beat them?"

"Huh?" Iron Shield was taken aback.

Before long, he saw the Silver Dawn guild return once again. This time, the coordination of the Silver Dawn guild members was on a completely different level.

"Holy crap, they've started using UT too." someone shouted in the channel.

……

A dozen minutes later, the guild leader of Silver Dawn squatted down next to Iron Shield's corpse again and grinned.

What an exhilarating battle!

UTalk's explosive popularity has exceeded everyone's expectations.

As if overnight, UTalk's blue microphone icon took over the computer desktops of online gamers across the country, becoming another phenomenal software after QQ.

Its popularity has even led to the formation of a unique internet cafe culture.

Step into any internet cafe, and you'll no longer hear the simple sound of keyboards clicking, but rather a cacophony of excited shouts:
"UTUT, fucking UT, fucking, how many times do I have to say it? No BOSS salary if you don't use UT!"

"Left! Left! Oh my god, Tianya Wenqing, are you deaf?! How many times have I shouted that on UT, didn't you hear me?"

"Healer, heal me, he's going to die! Ah! Beautiful! That was a great heal! Little Red Riding Hood, I call you the number one healer in Warcraft!"

"Everyone, listen to my command! Next wave, focus fire on that mage! 3! 2! 1! Why the hell am I the one attacking? Are you all dead? Are you all dead?"

……

Not just World of Warcraft, but almost all mainstream online games that require teamwork have made UTalk a standard feature.

The first requirement for recruiting members by major gaming guilds has become: "Be able to use UT and follow voice commands."

The aggressive promotion of games by shareholders such as Momo, NetEase, Tencent, and The9 has created a terrifying channel dominance.

QQ's one-click login and relationship chain import solved the biggest problem of user source, which also made UTalk's daily active users soar almost vertically upwards. The server room was constantly expanded, and the technical staff were extremely busy.

All of this left Waters, who was in Microsoft's Asian headquarters office in Beijing, completely bewildered and caught off guard.

On the table in front of him was a report that had just been urgently delivered by the market analysis department, detailing UTalk's terrifying growth data over the past two weeks and its phenomenal impact on the online gaming industry.

Waters' face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.

He was holding a manual for the MSN+TeamSpeak plugin solution, which their technical team had just completed the initial integration of.

TeamSpeak is a popular voice software from abroad, with mature technology.

Waters' plan is to leverage MSN's existing user base and integrate TeamSpeak's technology to enter the Chinese gaming voice market.

He believes this is a good move, as it leverages MSN's technological advantages while addressing its shortcomings in gaming scenarios.

Once they overtake others on a curve, they will have absolute say in the gaming industry.

If your players need to stay in my software, then this becomes a platform for promoting online games and a place for players to vent their frustrations. Whenever a game company makes any moves, I can incite players to attack them on this platform, and even decide the life or death of these game companies.

However, their internal testing wasn't even fully finished yet, and the other party's UTalk had already swept the whole country?
It feels like you've painstakingly built a decent-looking small boat, ready to launch it, only to look up and see an aircraft carrier roaring past you, with "Made in Jingzhou" painted on its hull.

"FACK!" Waters couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, crumpling the brochure in his hand into a ball and throwing it into the trash can.

At this moment, he was filled with confusion and a sense of being spied on.

"How is this possible?" he muttered to himself. "Their reaction speed and timing are just like..."

It was like a thought that popped out of his head uncontrollably, and even he himself found it absurd.

"As if they knew I would make this move all along?"

He recalled the development history of Momo Group, and it seemed that the other party always managed to hit the mark perfectly.

The feeling wasn't like a competition, but more like competing against an opponent who knew all the standard answers.

"Could it be that the mysterious chairman of Momo Group can predict the future?" Waters was getting annoyed by his Hollywood movie-like idea. He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the absurd thought.

"Impossible! It must be a coincidence, or their industrial espionage capabilities are too strong..."

But whatever the reason, a cold, hard fact was laid out before him.

His carefully prepared MSN + TeamSpeak combo was already at a disadvantage before it could even be unleashed.

UTalk has achieved a de facto monopoly thanks to its extreme simplicity, stability, and deep integration with the Chinese online gaming ecosystem.

Waters shook his head forcefully, forcibly suppressing the absurd idea of ​​prophecy.

The business world is like a battlefield; doubting that your opponent is a superman won't solve anything.

"So what if they got there first?" Waters' eyes sharpened again, and he regained the composure of a top capitalist: "The rules of the market are never just about first-mover advantage, but also about capital and resources."

He pressed the call button and ordered, "Notify the TeamSpeak integration project team to shorten the internal testing period to one week. After one week, the TeamSpeak voice module built into MSN must begin small-scale public testing. At the same time, have the marketing department immediately develop a subsidy plan. I want to see the most aggressive and user-attracting plan."

He firmly believes that no user loyalty is unbreakable in the face of Microsoft's financial power. UTalk's rise was due to its distribution channels and early advantage, but Microsoft possesses a deeper technological foundation and stronger financial resources.

This is a war of attrition, and globally, there are fewer than ten companies that can afford to go toe-to-toe with Microsoft.

Momo Group is clearly not qualified.

Once the order was given, the massive machine of Microsoft Asia Group began operating efficiently once again.

TeamSpeak itself has mature technology, and with the MSN team's strong optimization and the adoption of some localized designs from UTalk, the integration process is progressing very quickly.

A battle to target UTalk began simultaneously with the MSN and QQ war.

Just as Waters was deploying his troops, the sycamore leaves at Handong University in Jingzhou City turned green, the osmanthus flowers along the roadside bloomed, and the air was filled with their fragrance.

It's the start of another school year.

The freshmen dragged their suitcases, curiously looking at everything.

In the past two years, the admission scores for all majors at Handong University have been rising steadily. In particular, this year, the lowest admission scores in various provinces have reached as high as 611-654 points, which is almost on par with the admission scores for Yenching University.

It's not just Handong University; the admission scores for all the colleges and universities in Handong University Town have risen to varying degrees. The most outrageous increase is seen at Jingzhou Vocational College, a national computer science and technology innovation center. Their minimum admission score for computer science has risen from 284 to 473, far exceeding the undergraduate admission score.

Most of the students who are admitted to universities in Handong University Town, such as Handong University, have good plans for the future. From the very beginning, they came here with the goal of visiting the Momo Technology Industrial Park.

Around 1 p.m., a brand-new Giant multi-speed bicycle slowly drove into the gate of Handong University.

The security guard at the gate immediately stood up straight and looked extremely serious when he saw the person riding a bicycle.

Cheng Yi wore a light blue mask and pedaled his bicycle lightly, the cuffs of his white shirt casually rolled up to his forearms, his posture very relaxed.

In the back seat, Lin Qingyin sat sideways, one hand gently around his waist, the other hand pressing down on the hem of her floral dress that was being fluttered by the autumn wind.

The beige dress with small daisy patterns made her skin look as white as snow, and she looked as fresh as the heroine who stepped out of a campus romance drama.

A faint smile played on her lips as she watched the familiar scenery on either side flash by, her legs swinging gently.

The autumn breeze was gentle, just enough to brush against her hair and also to stir the stray hairs on Cheng Yi's forehead.

This simple, tranquil, and even somewhat nostalgic and romantic scene creates a strange sense of disconnect with his usual strategizing, mobilizing hundreds of millions of dollars, and deciding the direction of the industry.

Occasionally, when familiar classmates pass by, they will look surprised and even hesitate to greet them.

The freshmen, on the other hand, cast curious glances at the handsome and beautiful senior couple.

Unbeknownst to them, this young man, riding his bicycle and carrying his girlfriend through the campus, had just casually orchestrated a nationwide voice-based internet storm in the impressive Momo Technology Building next door.

Since becoming a celebrity, Cheng Yi has rarely returned to school.

He wouldn't have wanted to come back if it weren't for attending graduate school registration.

The last time, at that eye-catching annual meeting, Cheng Yi and the other three officially appeared in the public eye.

This also makes him easily recognizable when walking on campus.

Both he and Lin Qingyin, two of his most prominent figures, were recommended for postgraduate studies at Handong University. They didn't even have the right to refuse. Cheng Yi wanted to refuse, but Lin Shengjie, who had just been promoted to assistant to the president, insisted on kowtowing to Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi could only nod in agreement to pursue graduate studies.

He also knew that he and Lin Qingyin were now considered part of Handong University's admissions brochure, so how could the university easily let them go?

Besides, Lin Shengjie had worked hard to get the position of assistant principal and become one of the school leaders in name and in fact. He had helped me a lot back then, so I should give him this much face.

The wheel rolled over a withered leaf, making a crisp, delicate sound.

As he pedaled his bike, feeling the autumn sunshine and breeze, he suddenly realized that wandering aimlessly around the campus felt more like real life than listening to those multi-million dollar promotional plans and IPO schemes in conference rooms.

"Want to go see a movie later? I heard a new cinema opened on the school's commercial street," Cheng Yi asked with a smile.

"Okay." Lin Qingyin's voice also carried a hint of anticipation.

The bicycle continued to move slowly forward, carrying the two of them, blending into the warm light and shadow of the autumn campus, like a beautiful silhouette.

It was as if the ups and downs of the business world were happening in another world.

The bicycle stopped under the shade of a tree near the graduate school registration area. Cheng Yi put one foot on the ground, and Lin Qingyin lightly jumped off the bicycle, straightening her skirt that had been ruffled by the wind.

The sun was shining brightly, and the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms filled the air, making everything seem so peaceful and beautiful.

At least, things were beautiful before Jiang Yuxi appeared.

Just as they were about to go over to report, a deep and powerful engine roar came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the area.

Soon, a Hummer H2 with a rugged design and massive size came to a steady stop in a temporary parking space not far away.

The imposing military green body and the eye-catching license plate Han A22886 have almost become a symbol of that person in the Jingzhou city circle.

Cheng Yi and Lin Qingyin looked over at almost the same time.

Sure enough, the driver's side door opened, and a long leg wearing work pants and ankle boots emerged first. Then, a petite figure wearing large sunglasses that almost covered half of her face and a leather jacket jumped out.

It's Jiang Yuxi.

She seemed to want to maintain a cool and stylish way of getting out of the car, but whether it was because the Hummer was too high or her sunglasses were obstructing her vision, she slipped and cried out, almost tumbling head over heels.

If she hadn't frantically grabbed the car door, she would have already had a real, intimate encounter with the grass in front of her, which had just been washed by the autumn rain.

"Pfft..." Lin Qingyin couldn't help but chuckle softly, quickly covering her mouth with her hand, but the smile in her eyes was hard to hide.

Cheng Yi also had a smile on his face; you could feel his joy even through his mask.

Jiang Yuxi's impulsive personality is truly ingrained in her bones; she'll never change it in this lifetime.

Jiang Yuxi hurriedly straightened her sunglasses, which she had almost dropped, a clear look of embarrassment and annoyance flashing across her face.

She wanted to pretend nothing had happened, but when she looked up, she met two smiling eyes not far away.

Although Cheng Yi was wearing a mask, she was all too familiar with his figure and his eyes.

And the woman next to him, wearing a floral dress and smiling radiantly, who else could it be but Lin Qingyin?
Oh no! The most embarrassing moment was witnessed by the person I least wanted to see! Jiang Yuxi wailed inwardly, but on the surface, she immediately straightened her back and tried to salvage her dignity.

(End of this chapter)