Tokyo Video Game Tycoon.

Playing in the mud!

This generation is truly getting better and better.

Not long after, Zhu Youmeng created a small game similar to Mario herself.

The game is still quite rough and immature overall.

But it can run!

It can play, run, and jump.

Even though there's only one level, it's still amazing.

"Hmm, it's alright." Zhu Youmeng did a simple test of the game. After playing it, she was obviously a little dissatisfied with her performance, but she didn't linger for long. After confirming that she could indeed make the game, she ran back to Zhu Youxing.

The young man who had been lost in thought snapped out of it and looked in the direction the little girl was running. Then he saw Zhu Youxing.

Oh, that's okay.

If she is this man's daughter, then there's nothing strange about it.

Zhu Youxing picked up his daughter and asked with a hint of doubt, "Xiaomeng, when did you learn programming?"

"Mom told me to tell you that you know how to do it from the womb," Xiaomeng replied earnestly.

Zhu Youxing had a black line on his forehead.

"Alright then, Xiaomeng, so you want to make games in the future?"

Zhu Youmeng nodded vigorously: "Yes, of course, after all, I'm going to inherit the family business in the future."

Where did they learn these words and phrases? Isn't that a bit too precocious?

Before Zhu Youxing could ask anything else, Zhu Youmeng said to herself, "I have even bigger dreams."

"What dream?" Zhu Youxing asked.

"That's to become the world's number one game developer! I want to be my dad's god!"

(End of the book)