Xu Dan said, "Before you came here, you should already know that my products are not sold to those greedy people, nor are they meant for any of you to stir up wars and let me profit from them."
"I'm not interested in money."
"Not long ago, what happened in New Mexico—everyone here already knows about it, right? Who knows whether tomorrow it'll fall on your own doorstep?"
"Is there only one such incident, or are they as numerous as an ant nest?"
"Therefore, my weapons are meant to deal with outsiders."
"Add twenty percent to the original selling price."
"Buy if you want to buy. If you don't, leave. I'm done speaking. Who's in favor, and who's against?"
As soon as Xu Dan finished speaking, one contract document after another automatically rose from beneath the conference table.
The crowd was astonished by the technology, but no one said a word.
They picked up the contracts and examined them carefully. The listed conditions almost completely negated the original purpose of these weapons!
...
A long silence followed.
A middle-aged man with a closely cropped flat haircut and a square, dignified face pulled out a lighter.
Click.
He lit a cigarette. "I'll sign."
At that moment, a short man seated opposite him suddenly stood up. "Sorry, I need to take a phone call."
Xu Dan nodded in approval.
The short man hurried out of the conference room and into the restroom. Speaking into his phone, he said, "Hai! Hai! That's everything Xu Dan-san said! His agreement goes like this…"
Soon, a cold snort came from the other end of the line. "Hmph! Ridiculous! Why should we comply with his terms? Who does he think he is? When it comes to weapons, we have the final say!"
"Hai!"
After ending the call, the man silently returned to the conference table and signed the seemingly outrageous agreement without the slightest hesitation.
In the end, all nine of them signed.
Faced with Xu Dan's words—and the reality they clearly understood—because of their differing "wisdom" and "vision," they simply could not refuse the weapons Xu Dan was offering today.
One month later.
The first batch of weapons departed from the warehouses of Antarctica Military Industries and flew toward the Far East.
The second batch followed shortly after.
Island Nation.
They received the second shipment.
Greedy to the extreme, they even entertained the idea of seizing the massive transport drone!
However, a Red Queen–controlled unmanned transport aircraft was something they could only fantasize about.
Looking at the neatly arranged crates on the ground, a rather ugly man walked over.
He eagerly opened a box and picked up a firearm.
The weapon vaguely resembled an AK47—Fire Qilin edition.
But after processing by Antarctica Military Industries, this automatic rifle was now brimming with advanced technology.
Whether in ammunition or power, everything had been greatly enhanced—even stabilizers had been installed.
The ugly man raised the gun, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
"Hahaha! Our great island nation finally has a weapon like this!"
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"Dan, why did you sell weapons to the island nation? I remember you clearly hate that place."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xu Dan's mouth as he sat back. "Although I'm not interested in money, I am interested in making it. Why shouldn't I take money that's being handed to me for free?"
"But… weapons…"
"All the weapons have safety restrictions built into them. It's clearly written in the contract—if anyone tries to use the weapons I sold to attack humans, they'll be the ones crying in the end."
After this month-long buffer period, Xu Dan also needed to carry out his previous plans.
Earlier, when he was trading weapons, he had already realized that guns and missiles alone were far from sufficient to deal with an alien invasion.
Therefore, he planned to develop two games: Reverse War and Overwatch.
On one hand, he had his eye on the mecha designs in those games; on the other, he could also expand Antarctica's game library.
Producing these two games was actually not difficult.
For Xu Dan now, it was extremely simple.
The establishment of Nanji Technology Co., Ltd. had essentially solved the problem of advanced hardware. As for the rest—it wasn't a problem at all.
He could even hand these two projects over to his team.
Without realizing it, they had already become seasoned veterans. Creating these two games would merely be a breakthrough for them.
Xu Dan's role would simply be supervision and later-stage optimization.
Now, after a month of contemplation, another spark of inspiration appeared in his mind.
Let's ask—what would Earth be facing in the near future?
An interstellar invasion!
The Chitauri army would descend!
So what genre comes closest to this scenario?
StarCraft, of course!
But as everyone knows, what kind of game is StarCraft?
A classic bait-and-switch!
That's right—how many people saw screenshots of StarCraft and thought it was a game where players would pilot spaceships, command space battleships, and fight epic battles in space?
Only to discover after playing that it was actually an old-school strategy game!
Paying tribute to the classics was fine—Warcraft already did that.
There was no need for StarCraft to continue with that style of gameplay.
Or rather, he wanted to create the StarCraft that players had always imagined!
A vast universe, space fleets like torrents of steel, dense networks of firepower, and advanced, devastating weapons everywhere!
Players would plunder cosmic resources and compete for true interstellar supremacy!
What a magnificent vision!
Xu Dan turned on his computer and placed his hands on the keyboard—yet he had no idea where to begin.
This imagined game was simply too grand!
From a game-design perspective, the map alone would be enormous.
And a massive map meant an enormous game package.
Games like World of Warcraft already occupied dozens of gigabytes. If the StarCraft in his mind were created, it would probably require one terabyte!
One terabyte—1,024 gigabytes!
Whose computer hard drive would be that large nowadays?
At least not the average user's.
Besides, who doesn't have a few movies saved on their hard drive?
Just as he was about to abandon the idea, he suddenly remembered the super server stored in the warehouse of the Nanji Technology Branch.
"Could cloud technology be used?"
Cloud technology wouldn't take up space on the player's local computer—the server would bear the burden instead!
In that case, a group of true "cloud players" would emerge!
However, this approach introduced a new problem!
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