My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

The positive word-of-mouth effect of "Storm One" spread rapidly in Shanghai like a virus.

Faced with absolute product superiority, a price difference of a few hundred yuan is simply no obstacle.

Consumers aren't stupid. Who would rather spend over two thousand on a "grandpa car" than spend a little more on a "hot hatch"?

Especially those users who had experienced the hardship of pushing a stroller uphill, almost without hesitation, took out their wallets after test driving the "Storm One".

Coupled with the relentless bombardment of TV commercials, countless citizens with travel needs flocked to major retail stores, specifically requesting to see that "miracle car that can climb hills and go fast".

In just one week, the sales of "Storm No. 1" exceeded 1,200 units in Shanghai alone.

And the profits behind this are even more astonishing.

The overall cost per vehicle is controlled at around 600 yuan. Even after deducting the dealer's markup, Fengchi Electric Vehicle Company's gross profit for each vehicle sold is still as high as 1,700 yuan.

This is practically a money printing machine.

Just as Fengchi electric vehicles were conquering Shanghai and sales were soaring, another even more frenzied moment was quietly approaching.

The "World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament," which Legend Network has been preparing for a long time, is finally entering its countdown.

......

July 6th, Storm Internet Cafe Pudong Flagship Store.

The screen flickered, and Wang Xu stared intently at the monitor, his fingers clattering on the keyboard.

With the final strike of the Fiery Sword Technique, the monster before them crashed to the ground.

A golden light rose from the game character.

It's been upgraded!

"Beautiful! Level 40!"

Wang Xu slammed his hand on the table and yelled at his two best friends, "Old Tian, ​​Old Sun, did you see that? I'm a level 40 pro now!"

Sitting next to me was Lao Tian, ​​a chubby guy with glasses, who played a mage.

He pushed up his glasses and rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Alright, alright, what are you yelling about? You're having a good time, but Lao Sun and I are still stuck halfway through level 39."

On the other side, Old Sun didn't even turn his head, staring at the screen with bloodshot eyes: "Wang Xu, don't be so smug, hurry up and help lure the monsters! There are only four days left until the deadline. If we can't reach level 40 before the 10th, we won't even be able to enter the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament."

Wang Xu chuckled, lit a cigarette, and said in a great mood, "Don't worry, I'll clear the field for you guys right away. Our trio must all be in our competition uniforms together."

"The rewards for this event are really substantial. If we team up in the competition server and can make it into the top 100, we'll hit the jackpot."

While frantically pressing the skill buttons, Old Sun chimed in, "We have to get into the top 100! The official announcement said Jay Chou will be at the Legendary Night offline event!"

"Besides Jay Chou, there's also my goddess!" Wang Xu exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes full of longing. "It's all worth staying up all night these past few days just to be able to see her live!"

It wasn't just them; the entire internet cafe, and even legendary players all over the country, were going crazy for this ticket.

In order to reach level 40 before July 10th, countless people ate and slept in internet cafes.

Even worse, some people spend a lot of money to hire game boosters who work in shifts 24 hours a day, keeping the account active even when the person is off.

......

Time flies, and it's already July 9th.

The night was deep, and the clock showed nine o'clock.

The office area of ​​Legend Network Company was still brightly lit, with the sound of keyboards being typed constantly.

General Manager's Office.

Shen Qianru looked at the report in her hand, then looked up and asked Qi Jingkang, the operations manager in front of her, "Old Qi, how many accounts have reached level 40 across the entire server now?"

There are only three hours left until midnight on the 10th.

At that time, the highly anticipated "World Martial Arts Tournament" special competition uniforms will be unveiled on time.

All players who have reached level 40 on the regular server are eligible to log in to the competition server and compete again from the same starting line.

The rules for the competition server are simple and straightforward: 100x experience points, 10x drop rate!

This is an extremely pleasurable experience.

Players can quickly return to their peak level, and then frantically grind for equipment and engage in PvP battles, fighting for the final siege of Shabak and ranking rewards.

Qi Jingkang glanced at the real-time data and reported to his supervisor, "President Shen, as of now, the number of qualified accounts has exceeded 31,000."

"Based on the current online growth trend, the last three hours are the peak of the sprint, and it is estimated that around 36,000 accounts will ultimately qualify for the competition."

Shen Qianru nodded slightly, her expression serious as she instructed, "How's the stability testing of the competition uniforms going? This event is attracting so much attention, and the top three winners will even have top-tier artifacts like the Dragon Slayer Sword. We must ensure that everything is flawless."

"Especially cheating and bugs, absolutely no cheating is allowed. Fairness is the bottom line; anyone who dares to mess around will have their account banned immediately."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen!" Qi Jingkang patted his chest and assured him, "The technical department has conducted three rounds of stress tests, the server is in perfect condition, and the anti-cheating system is monitoring it around the clock."

"Okay," Shen Qianru replied, signaling everyone to continue to stay at their posts.

......

As time ticked by, we got closer and closer to midnight on the 10th.

The atmosphere in internet cafes across the country was extremely tense.

The air was thick with the smells of smoke and instant noodles. Many players, just one step away from victory, were sweating profusely with anxiety. Some were even muttering to themselves as they hacked at monsters, "Hurry up! A few more monsters! Let the experience bar move!"

This is a race against time.

If you catch it, you'll be the star of this celebration.

If you can't catch up, you can only be a spectator.

Inside the Storm Network Clubhouse.

"Die! Why aren't you dead yet!" Old Sun's eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets as he stared intently at the last sliver of the experience bar.

I'm still a few hundred experience points short!

Wang Xu and Lao Tian, ​​who were sitting next to him, didn't dare to breathe too loudly, for fear of disturbing him.

"Old Sun, hold on, there are still five minutes left, we'll definitely make it!" Wang Xu glanced at the clock on the wall, his palms sweating for his brother.

Just then, the mage on the screen unleashed an Ice Roar, and the last red boar collapsed with a scream.

"Whoosh—"

The long-awaited golden light shone, and the level number jumped from 39 to 40.

"Holy crap! I did it! Level 40! Hahahaha!" Old Sun jumped up from his chair, his wild laughter drawing the attention of everyone around him.

Wang Xu and Lao Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and smiles appeared on their faces.

"You're something else, kid! You're all about the thrill! With four minutes left, you almost crashed!" Wang Xu punched Lao Sun.

Old Sun wiped the sweat from his brow, his face beaming with relief: "That was close! These past few days were definitely worth it! I need to go to the bathroom!"

"I've been holding my pee for almost two hours to try and get a higher rank, my bladder is about to burst!"

On the other side, Lao Tian urged, "Hurry up! The server opens at midnight, don't mess it up!"

"I'll be right back!"

Old Sun clutched his stomach and rushed to the bathroom in a great hurry.

When he ran back, looking relaxed and pulling up his pants, the clock had just passed midnight.

Wang Xu and Lao Tian had already opened the login screen for the competition server. Turning around, they shouted, "Lao Sun, hurry up! The server's open! Grab a name and create an account!"

"Here it comes!"

Old Sun rushed to the computer and skillfully entered his account and password.

The three quickly finalized their IDs, completed the account creation process, and their shirtless initial characters arrived in the newbie village.

"Brothers, grab your weapons and chop!"

Wang Xu roared, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and controlled his character to rush towards the chickens and deer at the village entrance.

With a few slashes, golden light flashed wildly.

"Holy crap! This feeling... is so incredibly addictive!"

Wang Xu stared wide-eyed as the experience bar skyrocketed like a rocket, "This is 100x experience? It's like flying!"

"It's not just flying, it's practically the speed of light!"

Old Sun was also overjoyed, clicking his mouse rapidly. "That scarecrow just dropped a top-tier bracelet! This drop rate... I wouldn't even dare dream of it in a normal server. If other servers had this kind of treatment, who would still be toiling away all night grinding for loot?"

Stop dreaming, you'll only enjoy this for a few days.

Old Tian pushed up his glasses and chuckled, "But this is still worth it! At this rate, I won't sleep tonight, and I'll be max level and wearing god-tier gear by tomorrow morning!"

Like them, tens of thousands of players flooded into the competition server, also going into a frenzy.

This extreme pleasure of breaking the balance is like receiving a high-intensity electric shock to the cerebral cortex.

Leveling up is no longer a tedious ordeal, and finding treasures is no longer a distant dream; every click brings positive feedback.

This state of excessive dopamine secretion makes people completely unaware of the passage of time.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window was already turning a pale white.

......

at home.

Chen Feng felt thirsty in the middle of the night and groggily got up to find some water.

As he passed Chen Xiaotian's room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A faint glimmer of light shone through the crack in the door.

"This kid, he sleeps with the lights on again?"

Chen Feng frowned, tiptoed over, and prepared to turn off the light.

However, when he silently pushed open the door and looked inside through the half-open crack, he was completely stunned.

Chen Xiaotian was wearing a large headset, kneeling on a chair, his hands flying across the keyboard and mouse. Under the monitor's glow, his face was flushed with excitement.

The familiar image on the screen was none other than "Legend"!

Chen Feng's lips twitched twice, his feelings a mix of emotions.

Is it a form of "approval" for your own son to be addicted to a game developed by your own family?

That little rascal...

Chen Feng took a deep breath, and was about to push the door open, grab the person, and beat them up when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, but he stopped in mid-air.

Forget it.

After all, a child has the soul of an adult inside them, and there's no need to make a big deal out of occasional indulgence.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng quietly closed the door and took a few steps back.

Then, he cleared his throat and coughed twice loudly: "Cough cough!"

He then deliberately increased the volume of his footsteps, making a "thump-thump" sound on the floor, and gradually approached the room.

The noise inside the room vanished instantly.

Through the crack in the door, Chen Feng clearly saw Chen Xiaotian turn off the monitor with astonishing agility, take off his headphones, and finally dart into bed like a startled rabbit, even pretending to snore.

This series of tactical evasion maneuvers was executed flawlessly, clearly indicating a repeat offender.

Chen Feng suppressed a laugh and pushed open the door to enter.