My capital is quite large.

The bullet flew across the vast expanse of the internet for a while before finally detonating the first deafening thunderclap.

As March arrived and universities across the country began their new semester, the highly addictive social phenomenon of "Happy Farm" finally exploded on Renren.com.

At first, it was just one or two bored college students who clicked on this simple pixel game and planted a few radishes.

But when they woke up the next day and found that their roommate had stolen all the vegetables they had worked so hard to grow, everything changed.

"Holy crap! Third brother, you got up at 3 AM to steal my cabbage?!"

"Damn it, who fed me my dog ​​food last night?"

"No way, I'm setting my alarm for 2:30 AM. Tonight, I'm going to plunder the vegetable garden of the prettiest girl in the next dorm!"

It started in one dormitory, spread to one class, and from one department to the entire university town.

In just one month, the daily active users (DAU) of "Happy Farm" skyrocketed from a few hundred to a terrifying geometric increase—100,000, 500,000, and 1 million!

Countless college students were frantically refreshing 2G networks on their feature phones during class, just to "sneak in" on their friends' crops the instant they ripened.

Li Feng, the instigator of all this, was sitting calmly at the worst feng shui workstation in Tencent, typing away on his keyboard, as if the traffic storm sweeping the entire internet had nothing to do with him.

For the past month and a half, he lived like an ascetic.

In order to develop the second game as soon as possible, he even volunteered to stay at the company to work overtime during the Spring Festival holiday in February, instead of going back to his hometown for the New Year.

He only called his parents and told a lie, saying that the company had a big project that couldn't be done without him.

But to Zhao Peng and his lackey team leader, this became a perfect source of amusement.

"Hey, Li, still running tests?"

The team leader, a sycophantic lackey, appeared at the printer right on time, carrying a water cup. Looking at Li Feng, who had dark circles under his eyes, in front of the screen, he raised his voice eight octaves, as if afraid his colleagues wouldn't hear him:

"I heard you didn't even go home for the New Year, spending all your time in the office working overtime fixing those stupid bugs? What, trying to stay by using this self-pitying, self-sacrificing tactic?"

Upon hearing this, several colleagues who were slacking off nearby cast glances at him, some trying to suppress their laughter and others watching the spectacle unfold.

The team leader scoffed, leaning closer and lowering his voice: "Don't waste your time. The internet doesn't believe in tears. Your D grade in the probationary period is a sure thing. In two or three months, you'll be packing your bags and leaving. What's the point?"

Li Feng stopped typing and turned to look at him.

Looking at that smug face, Li Feng didn't even have the desire to refute it. He just nodded in agreement: "The team leader is right. I'm not smart enough to be a good person like you or General Manager Zhao. I can only rely on hard work. I'll stay as long as I can."

"At least you have some self-awareness."

The team leader, like a rooster that had won a battle, shook his water glass and walked away contentedly.

In their eyes, Li Feng, this lamb to the slaughter, had been tortured to the point that he no longer had the strength to resist.

Watching his departing figure, Li Feng smiled silently.

In just one and a half months, he completely finished all the underlying code of "Parking Wars"!

Moreover, in the past month and a half, with the explosive popularity of "Happy Farm", the game's simple in-app purchase monetization system has begun to show its power.

Although the average order value is extremely low, the sheer number of daily active users (DAU) is terrifying.

With the small portion of the revenue he had just received, Li Feng had already registered the software copyrights for all the art assets and core code of "Happy Farm" and "Parking Wars" through the expedited channel.

Now, even if a god came, he couldn't take away the ownership of these two games.

LF_Studio is now legally protected by an impenetrable shield.

……

At this moment, on the upper floors of the Tencent building directly above Li Feng's head.

The atmosphere in the independent business meeting room of QQ Space, part of Tencent's Internet Social Networking Group, was somewhat somber.

"Can anyone tell me where this suddenly appearing 'Happy Farm' came from?!"

A senior director of QQ Space's business line slammed a data report heavily on the conference table, his face turning ashen.

The product managers below fell silent, trembling with fear.

"Director, this...this is a third-party web-based mini-game that we just got onto Renren.com last month."

A data analyst stood up with a stiff upper lip. "Its user retention rate is terrifying, with a day-two retention rate of over 70% and a seven-day retention rate of over 50%! Moreover, its core gameplay perfectly aligns with social relationship chains. Now, many of our QQ users are migrating to Renren.com just to 'steal vegetables'..."

"I don't need you to explain to me how popular it is!"

The director slammed his fist on the table. "What I need is this person! This development team called LF_Studio! Either poach them with money, or acquire the entire game! If neither of these is possible, the Space Technology Department needs to create a pixel-perfect replica for me this week!"

"Director... we can't poach anyone."

The data analyst wiped away a cold sweat. "We tried to investigate LF_Studio through the campus network interface, but their registration information only included a virtual overseas email address and an anonymous prepaid mobile phone number; they didn't even have a real office address."

This group of China's top internet elites, earning annual salaries of millions, are currently racking their brains over an unknown individual developer.

They never dreamed of this.

The ghostly genius product manager they admired was currently sitting in the peripheral testing department downstairs, being forced by a low-level team leader to run the most idiotic button tests.

Just as the upstairs neighbors were making a huge fuss about "Happy Farm".

"Buzzing—"

Li Feng's Nokia phone, which was on the table, vibrated; it was a new text message.

That was a notification from the bank that the monthly bank statement had been credited to the account.

In order to retain this phenomenal hit, Renren.com readily opened up the revenue sharing settlement channel for in-game items and offered an extremely high revenue sharing ratio.

Even though Li Feng had controlled his spending in the game, only selling the most basic items, he still held his breath for half a second when that number was actually displayed on the screen.

【尊敬的客户，您的尾号为xxxx的帐户于3月25日14时15分汇入人民币 428,500.00元，当前余额为 431,215.50元。】

Li Feng stared intently at the string of numbers, his thumb gently rubbing the rough phone casing.

The plight of being laid off and unable to pay rent in his past life, the heartache of his parents digging out 500 yuan from the mud and sending it to him, Zhao Peng's arrogant face in the conference room...

At this moment, it was completely shattered by this first pot of gold!