Collapse? No, this is just everyday life.

By this time, the entrance to St. Freya Academy was already packed with players who had rushed over after hearing the news. At the front row were reporters wearing employee badges. They had arrived while it was still dark, hoping to get the latest news.

At first, they thought they could use their status as reporters to see if they could get in early for the interview, but unfortunately, the security guard at the gate kept saying the same thing: "It's not time yet, no entry."

Backed by destiny and anti-entropy, the entire Saint Freya has the confidence to face these reporters without fear.

There was nothing they could do but wait for the time to arrive with the players.

The chaotic scene made it seem as if St. Freya was about to be attacked.

At eight o'clock sharp, the security guard opened the gate.

Instantly, everyone surged in like zombies unleashed from their cages, causing the security personnel around to immediately become extremely vigilant, fearing that some dangerous accident might occur.

Most of them ignored the manufacturers on both sides and focused on the target in the middle, rushing headlong towards it.

Gensokyo booth.

Even though Sugisaki Ken, Kitahara, and Kiri had anticipated the lively scene today, the crowds that filled the specially reserved space three layers deep still made them immediately tense.

Working with the security guards present, they began to do their best to maintain order at the scene.

Compared to the games they made, these reporters and players were clearly more interested in Nangong Yu.

Several burly men stood in front to block the flow of people for Nangong Yu. Nangong Yu stood on a small platform, reached out and pushed away a microphone that was about to be poked into his nose, and waved to a large group of players behind him with a smile.

In an instant, cheers surged like waves.

"Old scoundrel Nangong, we respect your teeth!"

"Pokémon is the best!!"

"Brother, you're so handsome! Can I be your boyfriend?!"

He smiled and nodded at the fans who were shouting loudly, but when he saw the 1.9-meter-tall man who shouted that he wanted to be his boyfriend, the smile on his lips twitched, and he was immediately stunned.

At the same time, the official live stream of the mini-game festival was also showing this scene, and Gao Sheng's shout immediately caused the barrage of comments to scroll.

[Wow, Nan Tong is here!]

[This is hilarious! This old thief seems to have moved to Bengbu (a major internet meme), which group is he from? He's really funny.]

[But speaking of which, that old thief is actually quite handsome.]

[Handsome, young, and able to create a game like Pokémon—I'm so jealous! What an amazing life!]

[Don't be sad, even if you're not capable, you're dreaming.]

[To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit; that's how it happened.]

The scene was lively both online and offline. After greeting the fans, he went up to sign some autographs for them. The 'Nantong' from before became shy when he was actually face to face with them. He took out a Pokémon T-shirt that he had prepared in advance and asked him to sign it.

After writing her name, Nangong Yu looked at him with amusement: "I like girls. Thank you for your kindness, but I'm really sorry."

The crowd burst into laughter, and the fan blushed, but probably because she was a playful person, she awkwardly added, "Actually, I could be a girl too~"

After saying that, she even gave him a disgusting wink.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

The surrounding laughter grew louder, and Nangong Yu's face darkened.

"Rolling, rolling, rolling~"

Laughing and scolding, Nangong Yu pushed the person aside and started signing autographs for the people in line again.

It wasn't until his wrists started to ache that he finally had time to deal with the reporters who had been waiting impatiently.

Standing in front of these people, a human wall of security guards helped him maintain order. Before the reporters could ask any questions, Nangong Yu said, "This is the booth for the new game 'Plants vs. Zombies,' and I will not answer any questions about Pokémon."

Upon hearing this, many reporters in the audience immediately frowned.

While Nangong Yu's new game is certainly worth paying attention to, its small scale means it falls far short of the global phenomenon that Pokémon is.

There was nothing I could do; the person in charge had already said so, and if I went to ask any more questions about Pokémon, it would be considered disruptive.

A few reporters who were prepared seized the opportunity and quickly asked several questions about the mini-games, which Nangong Yu answered one by one with a smile.

"Game type? It's a tower defense game where players will take on the role of..."

"That's right, this is a game that aims to bring joy to everyone, even those who aren't used to playing games."

"How difficult is the game? It's very easy to pick up, but there are some challenging modes."

"..."

After answering several questions, everyone smiled, creating a harmonious and friendly scene.

However, there are always a few people who like to be unconventional and think they are extraordinary, deliberately singing a different tune to show that they are different.

For example, right now, a reporter suddenly asked loudly, "Mr. Nangong, many people online believe that you shouldn't participate in this mini-game festival, as it's unfair to the other participants. What's your opinion on this?"

Upon hearing this, the lively atmosphere immediately cooled down. However, Nangong Yu was not angry about this and replied with a smile: "First of all, Gensokyo Company has been established for less than two years, which meets the participation requirements of the St. Freya Games Festival. Moreover, the resources we use are within the acceptable range and there is no violation of the rules."

First, she shut that person up with concrete actions, then Nangong Yu continued, "Moreover, many people know that this mini-game festival is where my first game started, and it has great significance for me and our company. We only decided to participate after contacting the exhibition organizers in advance and confirming everything was in order."

Nangong Yu felt she had made herself perfectly clear, but the reporter's focus was completely off-topic.

Should I contact the exhibition organizers in advance?

Is there a shady deal involved?

The man immediately seemed to have discovered some big news and excitedly asked, "So, you have connections with the exhibition organizers? Does that mean that some spots might have already been reserved?"

That statement was delivered with such a strong sense of justice, as if he were genuinely speaking out for those small production companies.

The onlookers were immediately indignant. What kind of nonsense was this bastard spouting? They could make a game like Pokémon, why would Nangong Laozei (a nickname for a scoundrel) need to cheat?!

Noticing that Nangong Yu's smile had faded and that he was clearly a little angry, the reporter became even more excited.

If a conflict could be created at this moment, it would definitely be big news!!

Shocking! Pokémon producer becomes enraged and physically assaulted after being caught cheating!

Just as the reporter was feeling smug, Nangong Yu's somewhat cold voice came over: "The game I make doesn't need to become famous through such dirty methods."

His voice was calm yet full of confidence, and looking back on his previous achievements, he certainly seemed to deserve that statement.

Suddenly, everyone looked at the reporter as if he were a clown, and the players who were originally angry burst out laughing, cheering loudly for Nangong Yu.

After saying that, he glanced at the reporter, wrote down his name, and then took out his phone.

As he wrote something on it, the reporter, still craning his neck, said, "You're not deleting anything crucial..., are you?"

"I'm just informing the company's management that from now on, we shouldn't let people like you who only ask stupid questions sneak into any new game launch events. Congratulations, thanks to your efforts, you and your company have successfully made it onto Gensokyo's blacklist."

Chapter 130 I think my mother-in-law is also... (4k)

When faced with this kind of situation, Nangong Yu is quite different from the seasoned veterans that these reporters often interview.

Most of them would feel it's better to avoid trouble, and when faced with such a tricky problem, they would just laugh it off. Everyone knows what's going on. Nangong Yu might become more tactful in the future, but right now he won't tolerate this kind of person.

Call it recklessness or youth, if you feel unhappy, just fight back. A bunch of vultures that swarm around a hot topic like they're rotting flesh, he's strong and powerful with Anti-Entropy backing him, why should he be afraid of these things?

After the reporter slunk away, the scene, which had served as a warning to others, immediately became harmonious, and everyone was in high spirits, as if they had forgotten the unpleasantness that had just occurred.

The overly enthusiastic players kept Nangong Yu at the scene for several hours, until almost noon, when her fingers ached from signing autographs, before she finally found a chance to leave.

Back in the lounge assigned to Gensokyo Company, after a weary greeting to Seele, Kaguya, and Yaya, he collapsed weakly onto the sofa, shoulder to shoulder with Kaguya.

Seeing this, Kaguya immediately sat down to the side and helped him lie on her lap.

Then she gently stroked his hair, her voice soft: "You've worked hard, my husband~"

"Hmm~"

Burying his head in those soft thighs that carried a faint fragrance, Nangong Yu's voice was somewhat muffled.

With her arms crossed, looking at the tired Nangong Yuya, a hint of heartache appeared in her eyes: "Why are you back so late?"

Without answering immediately, Nangong Yu hugged Huiye's waist, took a deep breath on her lower abdomen, and then turned to look at Seele and Yaya opposite him. He sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do. The players are too enthusiastic, and we also have to deal with those troublesome reporters."

"A reporter? Was my brother harassed?"

Upon hearing this, Seele frowned and spoke up. She had heard Cocolia's mother complain about those annoying reporters many times, and she was subconsciously a little worried.

"No, except for one clueless person who I kicked out, everything else has been fine."

She waved her hand to tell Seele not to worry, but before her hand could fall, Kaguya grabbed it and gently kneaded it in her palm.

"If we chase them away, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Seeing that Xi'er was still a little worried, Nangong Yu chuckled and casually replied, "Those people better not dare."

Bronya chuckled and patted Seele's head, "They're just some entertainment reporters. Don't underestimate us, Seele~"

"Guess how much those people would have to pay if we sued them for defamation, given Pokémon's current commercial value?"

Upon hearing her brother's voice, Xi'er blinked and immediately understood.

When the cost of spreading rumors becomes prohibitively high, how many people will still be willing to do something as futile as throwing an egg against a rock?

"It's almost time. Seele and I will go check the situation on-site. Kaguya, you..."

Bronya stood up with Seele, and Kaguya also looked up in response: "Don't worry, I'll make sure my husband gets some rest~"

"Okay, then I'll leave the rain to you."

"I'm counting on you, brother, Kaguya-neechan!"

"Hey, don't treat me like a little kid who needs to be taken care of!"

Bronya chuckled and ignored him, while Seele playfully stuck out her tongue at him. Then, under his gaze, the two walked out of the lounge side by side.

Even after the door closed, Kaguya's gentle voice rang out: "There's a bed on the inside, would you like to rest for a while, my husband?"

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yu nodded: "Okay, let's take a nap. We still have to go to Xilin's place this afternoon."

Yawning, Nangong Yu sat up and walked to the inside of the room.

It's similar to the large beds in hotels, and the soft fabric makes it quite comfortable to lie on.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Nangong Yu felt a sinking sensation beside him. Kaguya carefully lay down on her side next to him and gently held his head against her chest.

The soft, warm touch enveloped him. He paused for a moment, then embraced Kaguya's soft body with both hands.

"Comfortable?"