The time came to November.

Chen Fan no longer had time to care about how far Luo Wenjie and Zhou Honghai's 늌鎖 studio had developed.

He even rarely went to the club, and most of his energy was focused on Extraordinary Technology.

Feifan Technology's next product, Safety Guard, has reached its final stage.

The product development was completed last week and is currently in the intensive debugging process.

In addition, Starry Sky Game Studio's first game, "Blood Battle on Shanghai Beach", has also been developed.

It took less than two months.

The reason why it took so little time is because this game is really not that difficult.

There is almost no plot, not even any cutscenes. From beginning to end, it's just a guy shooting at the Japanese devils that appear on the screen from time to time.

To use the studio staff's own words, this thing is really a bit stupid.

Dogs don't play.

But Chen Fan takes it very seriously.

As soon as the game was developed, he took Liang Shichu to experience it personally.

After playing for a whole morning, Chen Fan had at least five or six pages of questions written on his paper.

I spent the whole afternoon meeting with the R&D staff, talking about the bugs and problems I had found, and also sharing some of my suggestions for adjustments.

After the meeting, a group of R&D personnel had to return to the tense R&D modification process again.

After coming out of the conference room, Liang Shichu asked Chen Fan when he was going to launch the game.

Chen Fan thought about it and talked for a while.

"By the end of the year. We'll try to release the game before the Chinese New Year, especially before the winter break."

"As for the security guards... I'll bring them together with the game when the time comes."

Seeing Liang Shichu seemed to be hesitant to speak, Chen Fan couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

Liang Shichu smiled embarrassedly.

"As for security guards, to be honest, I have no worries."

"I am engaged in product research and development. I am confident that once this product is launched, it will definitely beat all other products on the market. It will be at least two or three versions ahead."

"But for this game..."

Liang Shichu looked at Chen Fan and said truthfully: "I'm still not sure. Can it really work? Are you too confident in this game?"

Chen Fan smiled and shook his head without further explanation.

"Here, Lao Liang, let's make a bet. I bet this game will be very popular. If I win, you will treat me to a meal. How about that?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Shichu suddenly laughed.

"Okay. Although I really hope you win, it looks like you've already won this meal."

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "Then let's wait and see."

In the next few days, Chen Fan no longer paid attention to the game.

He has more important things to prepare for.

Because SARS is coming.

Chen Fan still clearly remembers that SARS started in November 2002, first breaking out in southern Buddhism.

It did not attract widespread attention at first, until the epidemic swept across the country, causing the sensation of the SARS incident.

As someone who has experienced it once, Chen Fan knows what preparations should be made in advance.

These past two days I've been driving Ma's handsome car around the streets and alleys.

He visited all major pharmacies, clinics and even hospitals, and bought a batch of masks and isatis root granules, which filled the trunk and back seats, and then moved them into the teacher's apartment one box at a time.

After buying all these, Chen Fan was still not satisfied, so he thought about it and drove out to buy a DVD player and a Sony game console.

Before leaving, Chen Fan ran into a stall owner downstairs in the electronics mall.

At first glance, I saw the QQ Bawang learning machine on the other side's booth.

Hey, this is good stuff.

For Chen Fan, this is simply one of his most fond memories.

Chen Fan's family conditions were not good, and he could not afford this thing at the time, but Guo Shuai bought one for him.

At that time, Chen Fan and Guo Shuai played this game console every summer vacation.

"Super Mario", "Contra", "Double Dragon", "Adventure Island", "Tank Battle", "Ninja Gaiden"... Well, these games made up Chen Fan's best childhood.

Chen Fanxiao has been eyeing this game console for too long.

Chen Fan threw the Sony game console and DVD in his arms directly into the car, then came back, squatted on the stall, picked up the PlayStation 4 and began to appreciate it.

The stall owner opposite came over with a smile.

"Handsome guy, I can see you're knowledgeable. How about it? Do you want one?"

Chen Fan looked at the familiar buttons and handles and couldn't help but asked with a smile, "How much?"

"Two hundred and sixty..."

Chen Fan looked up and said, "Are you kidding me? Are you really stupid?"

"When this thing was first released, it was only over a hundred yuan. Now no one wants to play with it. How dare you sell it for so much?"

The boss didn't get angry either, and explained with a smile: "Handsome brother, this thing is expensive because no one plays it anymore."

"Scarcity makes things valuable. Those who are still willing to buy these things now are basically those who were born in the 1980s and have grown up. Why do people play with these things? It's for sentimentality."

Chen Fan was stunned, then laughed.

"Okay. I'll take it because of your sentimental words, boss."

The boss's face lit up and he said, "Hey, the handsome guy really knows what he's doing."

"Don't worry." Chen Fan stopped the boss and asked with a smile, "Do you have a game card?"

“It must be there.”

The boss dragged a box over from the side.

"Look, almost all the most popular game cards on the market at that time are here. Since you are a real person, I won't lie to you. How about two dollars a card?"

Chen Fan glared at him and said, "I didn't even bargain when I bought your learning machine. Can't you give me a game card as a gift?"

The boss opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but Chen Fan pointed at the stall next to the boss.

"Are these DVDs yours too?"

"Yes."

"How about this, boss? If you buy a few more discs from you, these game cards will be given as gifts."

The boss thought about it and raised five fingers.

"Then you have to buy at least five."

"How much do you sell them for?"

"Two dollars a piece, five dollars for three pieces..."

Chen Fan smiled, "Then you want all these discs."

The boss' eyes widened, wondering if he had heard it wrongly.

"You want all... all?"

"Are you sure?"

Chen Fan urged, "Yes, I want them all. Hurry up and count the total amount."

"Hey, brother, you have guts."

The boss was immediately overjoyed and excitedly stuffed the box in his hand into Chen Fan's arms.

“These game cards are for you.”

"I'll find you a box to put these discs away."

The boss quickly found a cardboard box from the side and began to put the discs into the box while counting them.

"Brother, I'm not bragging. There are many rare discs in here that are rare in the market. I won't ask you for more money. I'll sell them all to you at the normal price."

After collecting the discs from the stall, the boss mysteriously dragged a box over from the side.

"Here are about 40 or 50 more exciting pictures... I won't ask for more money from you. How about I sell them all to you for one dollar each?"

"I can see that you are a man of taste, handsome man."

"I have collected these films for a long time. I must sell them to someone who knows how to appreciate them."

Chen Fan was looking down at the game cards in the box and didn't notice what the boss said at all, so he spoke casually.

"Okay. Let's calculate the money quickly."