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40: Chapter 40 Yang almost gave himself away.

Staring at the pitch-black screen, the crowd seemed to jolt awake as if from a dream.

Silence fell over the scene, as if everyone was lost in thought or savoring the experience.

"I felt like I was right there in the middle of it."

"Yeah, exactly! I felt like I had just lived through my entire life."

"Sigh, brothers, I feel like I saw myself through Danny. My parents expected the same from me when I was a kid, but after I graduated from college, I ended up just tightening screws in a factory."

It was as if everyone had seen their former, striving selves through Danny—the versions of themselves that their parents had once pinned so many hopes on. Many began to choke up on the spot.

"Brothers, I've noticed something. Every time Brother Gao releases an animation, he manages to move us to tears. Since when did our thresholds for laughter and tears get so low?"

A certain system muttered from the corner: "Nonsense, if it weren't for me, the system, would you have such strong empathy?"

Meanwhile, after the event concluded, Yang Gao sighed: "I got carried away and almost exposed everything, down to my underwear."

Just as he stepped out the door, he was surrounded by players, packed tight. Just when Yang Gao thought he was about to be mobbed by the players, the next words put him at ease.

"Brother Gao, when is the new dungeon coming out?"

"Huh? Oh, oh, very soon, very soon! Don't be impatient, brothers."

"That's good, just don't keep us brothers waiting too long!"

"Won't happen, won't happen. Brothers, can't you trust me to get things done?"

The players, however, wore expressions that said they "understood everything," as if to say, "Don't we know exactly what you're like?"

"In any case, the 'Shield of the Underworld' campaign has to come out in the next few days, Brother Gao!"

The players began to chime in one after another, discussing the plot with Yang Gao.

"Brother Gao, what's the relationship between the Omnissiah and the Machine God, whom the Cult Mechanicus worships, and the God-Emperor? And what's the relationship between the God-Emperor and the Emperor?"

"Brothers, can I not talk about this?"

The players immediately showed expressions that brooked no argument.

"Alright, alright, brothers, don't get excited, don't get excited! The next dungeon will definitely be the 'Shield of the Underworld' campaign. At that time, the Primarchs, Roboute Guilliman, whom you've all been longing for, will make an appearance—he definitely will!"

"Brother Gao, you'd better be telling the truth, otherwise you're definitely going to suffer for it."

After "threatening" Yang Gao, the players finally left, satisfied.

Meanwhile—

"Director Wang, our anti-war promotional game launch event has finally yielded results!"

Director Wang jumped up from his chair in excitement and stood on the table.

"Director Wang, what are you doing?"

"Ahem!" Director Wang cleared his throat, climbed down from the table, and sat back in his chair.

"Little Li, young people shouldn't be too impatient," Director Wang continued, then asked, "Go on, how are the results?"

"The results are outstanding, Director Wang! Because of this game, there's been a significant response across the entire internet, with corresponding anti-war discussions emerging. However, there are also some extreme voices calling for the game to be taken down."

"Hmph, what do they know? If it weren't for channels like games, movies, and promotional websites, the war would probably have already started."

"Then, do we need to invite him to participate in our grand finale, Director Wang?"

"We must invite him! No, I will go invite him personally. Wait a moment, send me a mashup of the game's plot and the player segments so I can take a look."

An hour later, Director Wang gently pushed up his glasses, a gleam flashing in his eyes, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "This is the good game I wanted! With this game, what else is there to worry about?"

"Little Zhang, make the arrangements; I want to have a good talk with this Mr. Yang."

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