"I acquired miHoYo?"
Su Luo rubbed the bridge of his nose, his face etched with utter astonishment.
Waking up, he, an adult-oriented game designer, found his mind inexplicably flooded with a host of unfamiliar memories.
He realized he had probably transmigrated.
This world was largely the same as his original one, but with some distinct differences.
For instance, in this world, the Huaxia nation was the undisputed number one global power, leading the world in every aspect.
But the game industry here was extremely underdeveloped, with simplistic gameplay and a severe lack of entertainment value.
And he? He had spent his entire fortune, even taking out loans, to acquire the all-female, soon-to-be-disbanded miHoYo.
As for why he was willing to bankrupt himself to acquire miHoYo…
It was supposedly because he liked everyone at miHoYo?! And wanted to help them achieve their dreams?
"Is the cost of wooing girls this high nowadays?"
Su Luo couldn't help but roast his original self.
Although, perhaps due to the sudden influx of memories, he couldn't quite recall what everyone at miHoYo actually looked like. He only remembered that his predecessor had been utterly awestruck, as if seeing celestial beauties, after looking at their photos.
That's right. Just by looking at photos, without even meeting them in person, his predecessor had decided to invest in miHoYo.
The moment he thought about his predecessor's outlandish decisions, his head throbbed.
"That was ten million! And for that ten million, I now owe the bank eight million."
"A life of financial freedom instantly turned into one of a negative-millionaire, drowning in debt."
"The crucial part is, even if I suck up to them like this, the miHoYo crew might not even acknowledge it. They probably think the previous owner was some naive idiot with too much money, easy to fool."
Su Luo felt a pang in his heart. He didn't get it! What was so great about real-life beauties? Could they be more beautiful than 2D ones?
Durandal is indeed… Elysia is number one under heaven!
"Fortunately, fortunately, I still have knowledge from another world…"
"Honkai Impact 3rd, Genshin Impact, Sekiro, Resident Evil… if I can just make one of them."
Saying that, Su Luo wasn't overly optimistic. After all, developing a game was no simple feat.
[Ding~ Game Creation System binding successful!]
A clear, loli-like voice suddenly resounded in Su Luo's mind.
Su Luo's gaze froze. He stared at the translucent letters before his eyes for a long moment before realizing…
The golden finger had arrived!
He had been so stunned by his predecessor's bizarre actions that he had almost forgotten the most important thing.
He was a transmigrator.
How could a transmigrator not have a golden finger?
"System, how do I use you?" Su Luo asked.
[This system will provide the Host with various outstanding games from your previous life, helping the Host achieve the status of a global gaming tycoon!]
A global gaming tycoon?
A fire ignited in Su Luo's heart.
With the system's existence, it might actually be possible!
By then, a mere eight million would be chump change.
[Ding! Host is binding with the system for the first time and will receive a free game draw. Do you wish to draw a game?]
"Draw! Draw!"
As his voice fell, various game icons from his previous life appeared before Su Luo and began to spin wildly.
Voom!!
[Successfully drawn the game
[Ding! Main Quest issued: Achieve ten million registered users for
A series of notifications chimed.
Following that.
All sorts of numerical data, game level designs, and character designs related to the game Honkai Impact 3rd flooded into Su Luo's mind.
He was instantly thrilled.
In his previous life, he had been a loyal player of this game, spending a considerable amount of money on his in-game 'waifus'.
He knew all too well about this game's money-making capabilities.
In his opinion, achieving the main quest issued by the system in this game-barren world wouldn't be too difficult.
"Starting with a royal flush, how can I lose?"
Su Luo's heart surged with excitement. He eagerly opened his computer and, using the various game data provided by the system, compiled a simple game design document.
That smooth, flowing inspiration was no less joyful than having his Honkai Impact 3rd waifus appear in reality.
After finishing all this.
"Right, it seems I have to go to miHoYo today."
Looking at the brief design document on his computer, Su Luo suddenly remembered his original schedule for the day.
It was time to take over miHoYo.
A game studio full of beauties, huh?
Damn!
It just screamed unreliability.
Su Luo, who only wanted to make money, pay off his debts, and ultimately live a comfortable, lazy life, now felt a deep sense of disdain for this world's miHoYo.
Beauty was like a fleeting cloud to him!!
…
…
Nancheng CBD was the city's core business district, filled with high-end office buildings.
And the Nancheng-famous miHoYo studio was located here.
Of course, miHoYo wasn't famous for producing many great works, but rather for its abundance of beauties.
This caused countless men to scramble desperately, trying every means to get in.
However, up until now, the number of male members in the miHoYo studio had always been zero.
And today, miHoYo's first male member had finally appeared!
Su Luo stepped out of the taxi holding a portable Apple laptop, looking as if he was questioning his very existence.
Then he rubbed his eyes, observed half a second of silence for his "poisoned visual cells," and said with deep emotion:
"The people at miHoYo are a bunch of freaking geniuses!"
After all, it was his company now, so Su Luo's first step was naturally to understand it.
Thus, he had quickly gone through all the games miHoYo had made.
At first touch, not bad.
The games were incredibly smooth and fluid; clearly, miHoYo's programmers were very skilled. Bonus points.
But as he delved deeper, his feelings became incredibly complex.
Apart from their first game, Nonsensical Hero's Great Adventure, which had some merit, the rest of miHoYo's titles were simply hard to stomach.
Even if the controls were far smoother than other games on the market, it couldn't hide the monotonous, dull, sleep-inducing gameplay.
The plotlines were so frustratingly bizarre they made you question the game scriptwriter's sanity.
It was as if the person who wrote the scripts was a single-celled paramecium.
It would be a cold day in hell before such works could attract anyone.
Moreover, he didn't know what the people at miHoYo were thinking. Despite producing such garbage, they had invested heavily; the character art and models were all exquisitely crafted.
It was clearly one of those money-burning projects.
To end up losing everything and going bankrupt, one could only say they had played themselves to death.
Otherwise, if they had continued to develop pixel-style mini-games like their first one, with low investment and high returns.
The miHoYo of this world might have actually flourished.
"Not a huge problem. At least miHoYo's technical capabilities are sufficient."
Su Luo, holding his laptop, pressed the elevator button and then stepped into the empty elevator.
"As for that scriptwriter, she's simply dragging the entire miHoYo down. I'm considering whether to fire her."
"Hmph, miHoYo doesn't raise paramecia."
Meanwhile.
At the miHoYo studio on the sixth floor.
If Su Luo were here, he would undoubtedly be astonished to discover that he was exceptionally familiar with all the girls present.
He had once controlled them through one difficult battle after another.
The vibrant and energetic Kiana was the game scriptwriter.
The somewhat 'sanwu' Bronya was the sole programmer.
The gentle-tempered, black-haired Mei was the game artist.
The broad-minded Himeko, with her dyed red hair, was the lead game designer.
And there was also Fu Hua, and Rita, dressed like an OL secretary…