"Did you find it?"
Xu Wuwang was sitting in the technology department conference room early in the morning.
"Found it, found it."
The technical director ran in, sweating profusely.
"Check the ID number. From now on, no matter who has this ID number, don't let them play this game anymore."
Xu Wuwang's order was very decisive.
Just blocking an account, how could that express his attitude?
He had to block both the person and the account.
It was also a warning to others.
After finding the account, the rest was easy.
PUBG accounts were real-name based.
The ID card number was found out in minutes.
Soon, the PUBG official website issued a notice.
【Due to xxx's xxx behavior that was verified, the account has been banned. Please behave yourself.】
"Also, don't forget the boss's account."
How could Xu Wuwang be satisfied with just dealing with an individual?
He naturally wanted to give the boss some benefits.
The supervisor wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded, "Don't worry, we will monitor it at all times. As soon as there's a problem, we'll immediately ban the account."
Xu Wuwang nodded satisfactorily, but he seemed to have thought of something else.
"Not enough. Work hard on the boss's account. Drop all the safe zones and supply drops on him. I'm not asking for ten games full of them, but at least nine out of ten."
Although PUBG was a shooting game, managing resources and running drugs were also major challenges.
The supervisor nodded and wrote it down.
"Also, no matter who the boss reported, ban them no matter if there's a problem or not."
Xu Wuwang considered things very comprehensively.
Besides, with so many cheats enabled.
Giving the boss some benefits wouldn't affect the big picture.
It wasn't a professional tournament anyway.
As for games, being happy is the most important.
In an unknown little black room, Si Hukou looked at his banned account and smiled.
Banned accounts, he had seen many.
Soon he registered another account.
Account
Password
Everything went smoothly.
Until real-name verification.
【The user has been detected using third-party software for recording. Real-name verification failed.】
What was going on?
Si Hukou couldn't believe his eyes as he wiped them.
His ID number couldn't be used?
He had never encountered this before.
Unwilling to give up, he tried several more times before finally confirming that his ID number could no longer be verified on PUBG.
What a shitty game, he was not going to play anymore.
Si Hukou angrily deleted the game.
Without cheats, what was the point of playing the game?
But soon, tossing and turning in bed, he downloaded the game again.
This time he used his mother's ID number.
Sure enough, real-name verification passed immediately.
He had wanted to use cheats again, but thinking of the consequences of having his ID banned,
he drew back his hand pointing at the cheats.
ID numbers weren't like accounts. How could they be used so casually like cabbage.
After adjusting his mentality, Si Hukou entered the game page again.
At least for the short term, he was not going to use cheats again.
He would see if his situation was an isolated case first.
Compared to Si Hukou's minor incident of getting an ID banned,
the Dian Group had truly experienced shocking storms.
In just one day, the company's stock had fallen to its lowest point.
All kinds of scandals were flying around, and the company was in panic.
The whole group was in a precarious state.
When it rains, it pours. Various government departments also started new inspection work.
Dian Family Villa
"Unfilial son, who on earth did you offend?"
Dian Zhizai glared at Dian Bei kneeling in front of him and scolded him harshly.
He had just received a phone call and found out that all of this originated from his own son.
"I didn't do anything..."
Dian Bei was already scared out of his wits.
On the way back, he had encountered all kinds of situations.
For example, while driving, someone used a car to squeeze him to the side. When he got out, it was a group of men in black.
They didn't do anything, just stood there with their arms crossed, staring at him.
It clearly told him, I'm here to deal with you, but I won't lay a hand on you.
With no power to resist, how could Dian Bei ask for compensation? He hurried back into the car and sped away.
More than ten such intimidation incidents occurred.
No matter how stupid he was, he realized someone was warning him.
But he couldn't think of anyone he had offended.
"The other party said, let you go to Ximu Company tomorrow and apologize to someone named Lizi. Kneel and apologize, you hear me?"
Dian Zhizai passed on the other party's demands to his son verbatim.
Dian Bei didn't dare say no.
"Who exactly is this Lizi?"
Dian Zhizai could make it rain in Qingjie City. He had never heard of anyone so domineering.
Also, was the Lizi family that powerful?
"I don't know... I checked on Lizi. She does have some background, but..."
Dian Bei wasn't a brainless rich kid. He investigated clearly before causing trouble.
Even so, Lizi only had some background. He didn't force her. His pursuit was completely standard.
At most, he used some small tricks behind the scenes.
"I don't care about all that. If the company goes bankrupt, with what you've done over the years, I don't need to tell you the consequences."
Dian Zhizai could protect his son in normal times, but didn't dare make trouble at critical moments.
They were clearly targeting you, yet you didn't even know who they were. Who wouldn't panic?
"I understand, I'll go kneel and apologize tomorrow."
Dian Bei was also frightened by the groups of men in black.
With his small stature, he couldn't take more than a few hits.
The overnight storm finally passed.
Dian Bei, who was sleepless all night, carefully drove to the Ximu Group.
He arrived early and waited at the company entrance for Lizi.
At 8:30 on the dot when Lizi arrived for work, seeing Dian Bei with huge black eye circles walking excitedly towards her, she was almost scared away.
"I'm sorry."
Dian Bei didn't hesitate and fell to his knees with a thud.
He had already seen several black vans with men in black staring fiercely at him.
"Wait, wait, get up, let's talk over there."
Lizi suddenly remembered the mysterious tycoon's words.
She hurriedly pulled Dian Bei aside. She didn't want to be knelt to in front of everyone.
It was too gangster-like.
Under the watchful eyes of the men in black, Dian Bei naturally didn't dare make any moves. He obediently followed Lizi to a secluded corner where no one could see them.
"You..."
Lizi still wanted to ask what happened.
Dian Bei fell to his knees with a thump.
"Mistress, please, I was wrong. I won't pursue you again."
"You're generous, please spare me. I'm kowtowing to you, kowtowing."
How could Lizi really make someone kowtow? Besides, Dian Bei hadn't done anything yet.
"Wait, wait, who was that person? What did he say to you?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
