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"There is only one requirement, that is, the virtual host's box can perfectly display the 3D model, motion capture system, VR game system, AR game system provided by them. When they need it, they can cooperate perfectly."

"By the way, there is one more point, the contract to form the box can also be designated by me. They can provide me with an activity fund of about 3000W in the first phase. At the end of this year, they will continue to provide me with 1 million according to my development. A separate capital injection to 10 billion yen.”

After listening to Sato Ming's words, Otome sighed in surprise: "I have indeed heard of this kind of plan. The purpose of HOLOLIVE's initial establishment of a virtual anchor was to promote his family's technology. But this kind of separate capital injection was given to There are too many, and there is no requirement to make a profit? Even the founder of the virtual anchor, the company where Miss AI Kizuna works, has not reached the valuation of one billion yen.”

"They have requirements for market share, but there are no requirements for the profitability of virtual anchors." Sato Ming reminded: "Many large Internet companies and capital in Huaguo and America like this kind of burning money on a large scale to occupy the market first. After the share, the model of harvesting and making money, this company may also have the same idea."

"It's indeed possible." Otome put her arms around her chest and rested her chin lightly with one hand, thinking and said: "After a large company occupies a monopoly, the profits that can be made are too much. But I have a question. ..."

"What?" Sato Ming asked back.

Otome raised her head with distrust in her eyes: "Can the industry of virtual anchors really accommodate the entry of large companies? Or is the total annual value of this industry worth the entry of large companies?"

"Yes!" Sato Ming clapped his palms fiercely: "Miss Otome is really smart, as expected of the famous singer in Niconico ten years ago. I also asked them the same thing as you."

"What about their answer?" Otome leaned forward slightly, as if she was very interested in the answer.

"I didn't answer the specific content." Sato Ming spread his hands: "They said it was a corporate secret, and there was no X comment. However, I think they are optimistic about the virtual anchor industry, after all, they are willing to invest so much money."

"It makes sense to think this way, but maybe they are just a few dozen dollars less? 3000 million yen is less than 30W dollars. For a large company, 30W dollars may be less than a year for an ordinary senior technical employee. Salary." Otome still felt a little weird.

"Yes, but no matter what the other party thinks, it is an opportunity for me to be optimistic about the future of virtual anchors, or simply to play." Sato Ming said bluntly: "As long as I promise them, I can transform myself into one. It is impossible for me to give up this leap-forward development as the head of an independent studio attached to a large company.”

"Well...Although I am very worried, but I support you, Ming-jun." As the older sister, Elliot patted Sato Ming's shoulder firmly, his eyes gave support: "You can definitely do well, woo Wow~~ Thinking about it this way, Ming-jun, you are so amazing, you can become the president of a company at the age of 16!"

"It's just a small company with a registered capital of 3000W yen." Sato Akira shook his head gently.

"But it's also the president." Elio tapped Xu Ming's chest lightly: "Don't underestimate the 3000W yen, President Sato, your sister and I have not earned 3000W since I was a social animal for five years. what!"

"I understand, I understand. I'm not proud." Sato Ming smiled, and naturally reached out to hold Elio's palm on his chest, and put it back in front of her own: "Is it true? Not sure, just wait until the dust settles."

"But before that, I actually had a rough idea in my mind." Sato Akira turned his gaze to Otome.

In his opinion, the one who can really decide things in his sister's small circle of virtual anchors is the slightly older aunt in front of him.

"Miss Otome. Chocolata is a personal situation right now, right?"

"Yes." Otome frowned, and she could already guess what the child who was less than 16 years old was thinking about.

After that, Sato Ming did not surprise her, his eyes swept over the three women who were at least five years older than him: "Miss Otome, Miss Qian Lingming, and sister. If you want , maybe you can sign a contract with this company. If I come to be the planner, the contract for you will definitely be the most free."

To be honest, this sentence really made Otome shake a bit.

She lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Qian Lingling's eyes lit up at the side, she stood up abruptly with her palms on the table, leaned down and reached the center of the table, the swaying softness was facing the steaming heat from the barbecue, and she opened her chest a few times. Drops of warm sweat.

She completely forgot about this, and asked Sato Ming eagerly: "Then....Is there a chance for me to become a voice actress?"

"If there is a chance, I will definitely provide support for you." Sato Ming nodded: "This can be written in the contract, if you want to become a voice actor, I can provide you with voice actor training. Then when appropriate It's time to push you into the seiyuu industry."

"Okay, I agree!" Qian Lingming quickly raised his hand, trotted and sat next to Sato Ming, with a flattering smile on his mouth: "Aiya, aiya, Mr. Producer, I would like to ask you to give me more advice in the future. As for me, there are a lot of things I don't understand, and the producer Sang Duoduo has to give advice, in various senses."

"Don't use a pillow for my business, rely on your own abilities and work hard to become a seiyuu!!" Otome couldn't help shouting.

"The modern seiyuu industry has long been introverted, idolized! Singing! Fan business! Those who are not good-looking are not even qualified to become seiyuu! In addition, those old people who have been prosperous for more than ten years are still diligent. Foul, if I don't work hard, I don't even have the qualifications to enter the seiyuu industry, it's just a business, let me break it!" Qian Lingming shouted back, not to be outdone.

"It's not right to talk about broken things! Don't use pillow sales as a selling point!" Otome couldn't help but complained loudly again.

"Hey~~!" Qian Lingming tilted her cute little head and tapped lightly.

"Hey what do you mean!" Otome couldn't help it again.

"Ha~~~~ Hu~~~!" She took two deep breaths, her expression suddenly became serious, she stared at Qian Lingming for two seconds, and did not speak.

Qian Lingming pouted, walked back to Otome's side obediently, and sat down obediently.

Otome took two more deep breaths, looked at Akira Sato, and responded to the invitation just now: "I don't have this plan at the moment. At least before you, Sato-san, really set up a company and come up with a sincere contract. , I won't make any promises."

"Right now, everything has not yet been settled. It is impossible to say whether the game company is lying to you. In this case, it is too advanced to discuss Choco Lala joining your company. already."

"That's right!" Sato Ming still agreed with Otome's words. Everything he said now seems to be nothing more than a castle in the air, but a piece of cake drawn, which really has no practical significance.

Although he knows his own situation, others don't. Even if he says it, without proof, others will only think that he is lying.

"Then I'll wait until those people contact me later and the new company is actually established, then let's talk about this." Sato Ming smiled and wanted to end the topic.

As a mature social person, Otome will naturally divert topics maturely.

"Well, let's stop talking about this. Speaking of which, Sato-san, you seem to be a light novel writer, right?"

"Yes." Sato Ming took a sip of his tea and nodded slightly.

"It's amazing, Sato-san is just 16 years old this year, and you can be so mature, and you are also a light novel writer, and you can chat with two foreigners. I just heard that your English seems to be pretty good." Qian Lingming broke Counting fingers one by one.

"Ming Jun also cooks Chinese food. Mapo tofu is super delicious." Elio interjected at the right time.

"It's too powerful, Sato-san, where are you from?" Qian Lingming said with sincerity, and then she asked curiously, "Then what's the name of your light novel, Sato-san? No? Do you know if I've seen it?"

"The name that is not worth mentioning is called [From the New World]." Sato Ming was a little embarrassed-----the novel he copied was really embarrassed to mention it in front of acquaintances, even if others didn't know it, but he himself I can't get through.

Of course, bad money should be just right, after all, it's not bad money.

"Huh?" Qian Lingming was stunned. After a while, she suddenly screamed: "Is it that super scary sci-fi book? Are you the Dvorak thief?"

"No, I've only published this set of books, so I can't be called an old thief." Sato Ming sipped his tea and shook his head with a light smile.

"Tell me, what happened to Mariya in the end? Why did she leave?!!!" Qian Lingming shouted excitedly.

"I'm sorry, only this point has no X comment." Sato Ming is unmoved: "As a real reader, you should know that not spoilers is the best quality, even if I am the author."

"That's what I said, but the author of the book I'm chasing is right in front of me, how can I endure it!" Qian Lingming whispered.

"Just to practice my endurance, I think it's a good practice." Sato Ming responded seriously.

Qian Lingming gritted his teeth a little: "You old thief~~!!!"

Just as they were talking, a cheerful laughter suddenly sounded.

Elio covered his mouth and looked extremely happy: "Hahaha~! Hahaha~~~! Ming-Jun and Ming-chan, it's great that you can become friends after only a short time of acquaintance!"

〇 Festival An Yi Lun Ye's Green Tea Life (1)

"Let's play a game together."

An Yi Lun also patted his hands on the table at the same table, and said with a serious face.

"Playing games?" Although she had a good face, the unexpectedly inconspicuous girl looked around in embarrassment. She looked at the podium, then An Yilun, and muttered softly: " It's the last day of class for this semester, but An Yi-san, I'm on the way to class now."

"Don't worry about him, do you want to play games?"

An Yi Lun also opened his arms, as if to bring the sky into his embrace.

"Games---the ninth art. The treasure of human beings in modern society, the savior of human civilization."

"In this poor society, the class society is becoming more and more stable, and the electronic toffee of games is getting more and more attention from everyone."

"You should have played the game too."

"You have also fought for the love of Mario who repaired the sewer and the princess, played the role of a brave man to fight against demons, and killed evil vampires in a dark castle. You have also idylled in the pastoral, planting flowers and grass in the pastures, and raising cattle. Grazing, and marrying your carefully chosen companions; you also once incarnated as Amelica's world police, shot a zombie in a spooky town, and saved the world from extinction."

"Have you never experienced these?"

This impassioned comparison and questioning did not arouse the young girl in front of her. She scratched her cheek with her green magnolia-like fingers, tilted her head, and did not look behind An Yilun, she just said softly:

"I've played a bit, but, An Yi, let me remind you again, it's on the way to class now."

"I know!"

An Yilun didn't waver at all. He pressed his hands on the girl's table again and looked into the girl's eyes sincerely: "Student Ghana, would you like to play games with me?"

"Hey~~?! The name is Kato, and the math teacher is behind you, An Yi."

"Get out! An Yilun too."

The math teacher's roar interrupted An Yi Lun's thoughts and actions.

......

Standing in the corridor outside the classroom, ignoring the admiration or ridicule of his classmates, An Yilun was also thinking of other things.

A book that only he could read came into view.

[The Book of Thousands of Games ---- Wanjie Chat Group Special Edition]

Yes, the An Yi Lun in front of him is not the former An Yi Lun. A human from an unknown universe and an unknown planet merged with his thoughts to make him what he is now.

He can now be said to be either An Yi Lun or that alien human being.

The human from another planet was originally an independent game producer, but the game he developed was neither applauded nor applauded. When he died of cardiac arrest in the rental, he came to this world with great resentment. Yi Lun's thoughts were mixed together, and he was the brand-new him he is now.

I don't know if it was a joke from the gods, or a gift from an unknown existence, such an unreasonable thing appeared in the souls of the two people.

It's the so-called "gold finger".

In the process of fusion with An Yi Lun, most of the autonomous thoughts of the human beings on the other planet have dissipated, and only one deep-rooted idea has entered An Yi Lun's mind.

That is to make games, to make countless and countless fun games, to make countless players happy, and to make countless young people cheer his name, this is his only thought.

And this idea was also inherited by An Yilun, and An Yilun himself has the willingness to transition from a consumer otaku to a production otaku.

So it can be said to be one shot.

Do what you want, and get real motivation An Yi Lun also has a very strong action force. Just like he once persuaded his teacher to let him work part-time, the second is reluctance and never give up.

He first opened the [Book of Thousands of Games - Special Edition for Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group] and checked his attributes.

Name: An Yi Lun

Occupation: Independent game producer (apprentice, no badges allowed)

Special subordinates: none

Assets: 340K yen

Games made: none

Good reviews: none

Blades Obtained: None

Earned sincere likes: none

At present, he is in such a state, there is nothing, and everything is displayed as nothing, so basically all the content in the [Book of Thousands of Games] cannot be used.

However, he was not too discouraged and continued to flip through the pages.