Becoming the richest man by playing games that help cure depression

A-Yin stared at the screen in disbelief, slowly taking a deep breath and desperately suppressing his anger. This game was simply torture.

But when he thought about the sense of accomplishment he felt when he stood on the tree branch, he couldn't swallow his pride.

Always in good spirits, he quickly recovered and tried to appear calm in front of the camera: "It's nothing, just a small mistake, no big deal!"

He had barely finished speaking when he saw the comments section filled with teasing remarks like "Are you stupid, bro?", which made him laugh in exasperation.

He waved his hand defiantly, saying, "I'm not angry, I'm not angry at all. It's nothing, not worth getting worked up about."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Life is like a play. Meeting is fate. There's no need to get angry over a game."

Ah Yin took a sip of water to catch his breath, and then plunged back into this torturous challenge.

For the next four hours, viewers in the live stream witnessed firsthand...

A normal person with a peaceful mindset was gradually driven to the brink of collapse by this game.

When A-Yin fell off the rock face again, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

After four hours of agonizing struggle, he had only moved less than twenty meters, not even completely shaking off the tree.

"Fuck you!" Ah Yin slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted in shock, his temper completely flaring. "Who made this despicable game?!"

"I'm done playing, that's all for today's livestream. It's already 12:30, we'll continue tomorrow!"

After he reminded them, the audience realized that they had watched him play this stupid game for more than four hours, far exceeding the original live broadcast time.

Ah Yin ended his broadcast and ran away at lightning speed, leaving all viewers extremely curious about the game's creator—who could be so wicked as to make such a torturous thing?

……

In the dormitory of Binhai College, Zhang Zhiyuan and his two other roommates stared at Li Zhujian, who was leisurely playing on his phone, dumbfounded and unable to utter a word for a long time.

After a long while, Zhang Zhiyuan approached warily and tentatively asked, "Hashirama, is there something wrong with you? How could you make up a game like this?"

Li Zhujian closed the live stream, turned around, and grinned at the three people huddled in the corner.

He laughed heartily and innocently, exuding a goofy charm: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a perfectly healthy, sunny young man, with impeccable morals."

"How about we take some time to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor? To get some treatment?" Zhang Zhiyuan still looked worried.

After all, the people who started this whole thing, who drove the usually composed Ah Yin to the point of breaking down and ending the broadcast, were sitting right in front of them. They watched Ah Yin break down the whole time.

This game is like a curse, constantly frustrating you, yet unexpectedly giving you a sense of accomplishment, making you both hate and love it, and you just can't stop playing.

This guy in front of me, who calls himself a sunny, cheerful boy, has a complete grasp on people's hearts; he's like a little devil.

Looking at the three trembling figures, Li Zhujian rolled his eyes and said with dissatisfaction, "What's with your reaction?"

"Won't I become a sensation? Shouldn't they be surrounding me to congratulate me? Why are they looking at me like I'm a monster?"

"Holy crap! It really is!" The third roommate slapped his forehead, finally realizing what had happened. "Quick, check the Zhiyou platform to see how many copies they've sold!"

The group quickly logged into their accounts on the platform and opened the sales page. The numbers that popped up were so dazzling that they couldn't open their eyes: 4799 copies, almost breaking five thousand!

In just four hours, nearly 5,000 servings were sold at 20 yuan each, bringing the total sales to almost 100,000 yuan. After deducting the platform's 10% commission, the net income was a whopping 86,000 yuan!

This is the result after only four hours. With this terrifying sales, the bizarre game "Swing the Hammer" has soared to the top of the best-selling smart games chart.

The third brother patted Li Zhujian on the shoulder, his face filled with shock: "Zhujian, you're famous! You're really famous!"

"He became famous by messing with people's mentality." Zhang Zhiyuan silently added insult to injury, showing no mercy.

……

Indeed, Li Zhujian became a sensation. Thanks to this bizarre game that specifically targets players' mental states, he became a hot commodity in the livestreaming world.

More and more streamers are taking notice of this game, partly out of curiosity about just how torturous it is, and partly because the game is incredibly entertaining to stream.

You know, on his first day of streaming, A Yin received over a hundred virtual airplanes as gifts. Viewers love watching streamers break down and go crazy; it's a kind of twisted humor.

His feelings were exactly the same as Li Zhujian's when he saw the streamer being tormented by the game he designed.

Riding on A Yin's popularity, many streamers bought this hammer-wielding game, thus kicking off a torturous frenzy that swept the entire console gaming community!

"Ouch! How did I fall down again!" The silly girl pounded on the table in frustration, her cheeks puffed up like balloons.

"I'm so angry, guys! This hammer is impossible to turn! You guys try it yourselves if you don't believe me!" Sister Zhou said angrily, hands on her hips, glaring at the little figure sitting in the tub on the screen.

"I just find it strange. This game isn't exactly fun, but I just can't stop playing it."

Shi Liuliu fell back to the starting point from the cliff once again, scratching his head and deep in thought, looking just like he had been hit by a hammer and was stunned.

The craze for playing with hammers is still skyrocketing, even affecting other live streaming platforms, with live streams filled with streamers' breakdowns and wails.

"You have to play games with a smile, look at me—hehehehe...I'm gonna mess with you!"

"Wow, I'm devastated! Why the hell am I back to square one?!"

"This guy's really cheeky, even cheekier than me!"

Such complaints were repeated in various live streaming rooms.

Today marks the sixth day of A Yin's livestream of "Swinging the Sledgehammer." Since the second day, he's been undergoing intense "military training."

He patted his chest and swore he would beat this lousy game, even merging his official live stream with the demo of this terrible game, spending several whole hours obsessively playing this one game.

This intensive training was definitely worthwhile; A-Yin's progress skyrocketed, making him the fastest streamer to complete the challenge in the live streaming world.

He climbed through narrow, thorny tunnels, scaled mountains piled high with sofas and furniture, and traversed treacherous cliffs.

He even climbed the crooked clock tower and leaning pylon. He failed, but he tried again; he failed again, but he persevered until today.

Finally, he set foot on the snow-capped mountain pass that none of the top streamers had ever touched!

The screen was instantly flooded with "666" comments:

"Boss, you're awesome!" "You really have perseverance!" "After this, the rocket will be ready!" "Enough talk, clear the level and become king, screenshots welcome!" "Incredibly rich!"

"His skill is so good it's heartbreaking." "This game is truly torturous." "The boss is lucky; he's only cursed over thirty times in all these days of streaming." "Hahaha, only thirty-odd times? So true!"

"The person next door recites a traditional Chinese verse every three minutes on average." "I've opened five livestream rooms; I'm just waiting to see who breaks down first."

Encouraged by the comments, A-Yin got even more excited. He took a breath, rubbed his hands together, and stopped the little figure on the screen to calm himself down.

At this point, the sky in the image had completely darkened, meaning he was not far from outer space; perhaps just above him lay the vast expanse of space.

The thought of experiencing the freedom of drifting away from gravity made A-Yin's eyes light up.