Chapter 74 Waiting for the Rabbit

late at night.

Qin Chuan was sitting in the bedroom playing games.

To him, it's a job, if anyone asks him about it, but no one ever asks him about it, so he'll quietly admit that he's really just doing it for fun.

There is a law in this world that once people have tasted the joy of making money, they will never look back. It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

To put it in a cruel way, this law means that gamblers are doomed to die. To put it in a milder way, people who start their own businesses will never go back to work for others.

Qin Chuan sometimes feels that this is also the tragedy of his life.

That short after-school assignment brought him unexpected and huge wealth, which changed his entire life.

Originally, his plan for his life was very conventional and conformist.

Although they are twins, Qin Mengmeng is the one who is different from the ordinary. He has always been ordinary. His grades are average, not the worst but not the best. His athletic talent is definitely not excellent. In interpersonal relationships, he has always been the kind of person who doesn't matter whether he is there or not.

Therefore, when he applied for college entrance examination, he thought that if he could find a job in a medium-sized private enterprise in the future, where he could work in an office and not have to work too hard or be exposed to the sun and rain, that would be good enough.

If you are lucky, and work hard enough, you can get a promotion and a little salary increase, meet a gentle girl, and start a family. That would be the best thing in life.

That was his thought before he received the 600,000 yuan dividend.

Later, he resolutely gave up this stable, moderate path that seemed to be suitable for him.

Since it's just a small game, if he gets a license and a channel, plus a certain amount of luck, he can get a dividend of 600,000 yuan a month - then why should he go to work?

As a person who graduated from an unknown second-rate school, even if you choose the current version of the t0 industry and go to work in a company step by step, at most you can only get a monthly salary of about 10,000 yuan in three years, after deducting rent and food expenses in a big city.

Six hundred thousand would take him at least ten years to save.

Two million would take at least twenty years.

And if he hadn't been able to come up with so much money when one of the most important people in the world was lying in a hospital bed, she would have died.

Sometimes he felt that he had finally hit the jackpot and got the ticket to financial freedom for the whole family, but Qin Mengmeng spent it all at once. She did it on purpose because she couldn't stand the change in her status among the twins.

Sometimes I feel lucky from the bottom of my heart.

Anyway, it was a windfall, just enough to cover the exorbitant medical expenses. It was just like fate had arranged it.

If he had just dealt with the homework casually, or if he had not included that crucial friend when recruiting people to join the group, or if that friend had not been that kind, the final result would have been disastrous.

Qin Chuan doesn't often recall the past. The ups and downs of that period of memory are sometimes too painful for him.

But because of that experience, he gave up looking for a job after graduation, returned home with his computer bag, and started working on games full-time.

The life of a full-time game producer is just as he had imagined when he would never take this path. It is boring, risky, and very unstable, and the difficulties he faces are simply unexpected.

Two years later, he could earn 50,000 yuan a month by making a few shoddy and unrefined small games, but in the first six months, he not only did not make a single cent, but also had to pay for water, electricity and living expenses every month.

If anyone in his family had disapproved during the first six months, he would not have chosen to continue on this path, but no one opposed him.

This most rebellious decision of his twenty-plus years of life did not cause the slightest ripple among the other three members of his family.

He didn't understand at the time and was very grateful to his family. Later, he slowly discovered why.

Because even though he is so unorthodox, compared with Qin Mengmeng, he can still be considered law-abiding.

At least he had never been arrested at home because of an online spat with someone.

Although he had received death threats from many people as a game producer... no one had opened his box yet. After all, he majored in computer science and knew a little bit about how to do anti-human flesh searches.

Qin Chuan stared at the computer screen in a daze. Several colorful controllable characters on the computer kept mechanically attacking the BOSS under the control of the script.

He turned his head slightly and moved his gaze to the secondary screen.

The secondary screen is a 27-inch vertical screen display, which is now divided into twelve sections, showing the cross-viewing of a total of twelve panoramic high-definition cameras installed inside and outside his home.

After graduation, when he was working on games full-time, he spent every day on the Internet and actually learned much more than he did in school.

The change in goals has led to a change in his demand for knowledge. In today's era, knowledge is free and abundant. The only question is whether people themselves have the awareness of learning.

When he received many negative reviews and decided that he needed it, he naturally learned how to do personal security protection on his own.

But he didn't expect that before he could use it, Qin Mengmeng's enemy arrived first.

From camera No. 7 in the lower left corner, he saw a hooded figure with his face concealed, leisurely and seemingly unintentionally stopping under a street light and leaning back against it.

He looked around, lit a cigarette, then took out his cell phone, slowly lowered his head and began to scroll through the screen.

Qin Chuan glanced at the time.

Eleven o'clock at night.

It seems to be a normal time when there are still people strolling around outside.

Qin Chuan dragged the camera image to the main screen, occupying the entire field of view of the 32-inch main screen.

Then he stood up and walked to a corner of the bedroom where there was a full set of armor.

He had previously casually told Qin Mengmeng that he bought it for cosplay as a general, so it couldn't be said that he had told it all falsely.

This piece of clothing can indeed be used for cosplay, but if a zombie outbreak suddenly occurs one day, wearing such an armor and holding the Han sword that he bought and sharpened before, he will have no problem killing his way in and out of the zombie horde.

In the era of cold weapons, privately possessing bows and crossbows might not be considered a crime of treason, but privately possessing such armor would definitely be enough to cause the entire clan to be exterminated.

Fortunately, this is a modern society and things have turned upside down.

Nowadays, swords, bows and crossbows are strictly controlled, but there is basically no control over all-steel armor.

Qin Chuan dressed neatly and thought for a while. Instead of taking the sword, he took a small hammer from where Qin Mengmeng placed the red bucket in the living room.

He then sat back in front of the computer, ready to go. He saw the figure typing on the phone screen with his head down, and then suddenly disappeared.

He had seen the little ghost at Xintian Hotel, so he was not surprised. He immediately went downstairs and waited patiently at the place where the man disappeared.

Sit back and wait.