We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

In just half an hour, hundreds of thousands of people flooded into the app store.

The same scene is playing out wildly on major social media platforms overseas.

Countless players, driven to despair by the brutal defeats, began venting their frustrations online.

"I smashed my phone! I hate that bird!"

"Can anyone tell me how to get past the fifth pipe? I'm willing to pay a hundred dollars!"

"Never play this game! It will ruin your life!"

The hashtag #DamnFlappyBird# shot straight into the top ten of overseas trending topics at an alarming speed!

Viral spread, completely igniting the fire!

Ye Chen sat in front of the computer, looking at the real-time data for the third day.

The bar chart has turned a vibrant deep red, exceeding the upper limit of the chart.

Downloads: 452,000!

And this number is still jumping wildly at a rate of hundreds of times per second.

452,100.

452,500.

453,000.

Ye Chen picked up the iced tea on the table and took a slow sip.

My mind automatically started calculating the potential profits.

The game is priced at $0.99.

The platform takes a 30% cut.

He received $0.7.

Total downloads are approaching 500,000.

That's three hundred and fifty thousand US dollars!

Converted to RMB, that's nearly 2.4 million!

This is only the revenue from the third day after it was launched.

Even more terrifying is that the game also includes a built-in "GG" banner.

Every time a player dies and restarts, a GG (game over) notification is refreshed.

Given this game's insane frequency of dying once every ten seconds on average.

The number of Google AdSense impressions is already astronomical.

Ye Chen opened the backend of the overseas GG Alliance that he had linked.

GG earnings: $125,000!

The two combined amount to nearly half a million US dollars.

It only took three days.

Ye Chen leaned back in his chair, looking at a long string of zeros on the screen.

His eyes were extremely indifferent.

There was no ecstasy, no excitement.

In his previous life, he worked at a major internet company and witnessed too much of the frenzy of capital.

Five hundred thousand US dollars is not even a chip on the future capital table.

This was just a small trial run for him to open up overseas funding channels.

The old Nokia on the table suddenly vibrated.

Ye Chen glanced at the screen; it was a text message from Shen Anran.

"Ye Chen, I installed the office software on the computer you gave me, just as you instructed."

"But I don't know where to begin writing the game's design proposal."

Even through the screen, Ye Chen could imagine the aloof academic genius biting his lip, his face full of struggle.

This morning, when she was practicing driving, Shen Anran wore a tight-fitting pure white T-shirt.

The fabric clung tightly to her slender waist, outlining her budding, full curves in a breathtaking way.

Her long, slender legs were encased in light-colored denim shorts, exuding youthful energy.

Ye Chen's fingers flew across the keyboard as he replied with a message that exuded the oppressive aura of a superior.

"No need to write complicated, lengthy treatises."

"To analyze human feelings of frustration and the desire to win."

"Research why players feel the urge to try again after failing."

"If you thoroughly understand psychology, you will be able to write top-notch copy."

After the text message was sent, there was a long silence on the other end.

Ten minutes passed before Shen Anran finally replied with two words.

"Understood."

Ye Chen smiled.

To train future core executives, we must start reshaping her mindset now.

On the other side, Shen Anran sat in her bedroom.

On the desk sat the top-of-the-line laptop worth 15,000 yuan.

The text message sent by Ye Chen was displayed on the screen.

Shen Anran stared at the words, her clear eyes filled with shock.

She originally thought that Ye Chen just wanted her to write some casual game descriptions.

But the height Ye Chen was standing at was completely beyond her comprehension.

He wasn't playing a game.

He is manipulating human nature!

Shen Anran opened the psychology book beside her, and the image of Ye Chen's sunny and cheerful face, which also exuded absolute control, appeared in her mind.

How many secrets is this boy hiding?

She bit her rosy lips, feeling a strong urge to explore a boy her own age for the first time.

This desire to explore is often the beginning of a girl's descent into infatuation.

I had just put down my phone when it rang again.

This time it was Zhao Peng who called.

The receiver crackled with excitement as my best friend roared.

"Chenzi! I exploded! I finally exploded!"

"That pink lightsaber! It was just listed on the trading website, and someone immediately offered two hundred dollars for it!"

"Two hundred yuan! That covers my internet and food expenses for the whole week!"

"My buddy's treating tonight, barbecue, plus two big kidneys!"

Ye Chen listened to his best friend's cheers, his smile was extremely bright.

"Okay, see you at the usual place tonight."

Ye Chen spoke in a friendly tone.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen turned his gaze back to the computer screen.

He knew that the revelry had only just begun.

The download count of 500,000 will soon break through to 1 million, 5 million, or even 10 million.

But this will also lead to another problem.

Capital has an extremely keen sense of smell.

Silicon Valley, USA.

Inside the headquarters building of Sequoia Capital.

Senior partner Michael was looking at the data report in his hand, his brow furrowed.

"An indie game with no marketing or backing from any major studio, topped both the free and paid charts in just three days?"

"How is this possible?"

The data analyst stood to the side, his tone full of disbelief.

"Mr. Michael, these are the real numbers."

"Its user retention rate and activity level are frighteningly high."

"What's even more frightening is its revenue-generating ability."

"Just from paid downloads and built-in Google Play, it makes over $50,000 in net profit every day!"

Michael's eyes widened.

A net profit of $50,000 per day!

Although this data may seem insignificant to them, its potential is enormous.

"Investigate! Find out who this developer is right now!"

Michael slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"No matter how much money he asks for, we have to sign him!"

"This kind of genius absolutely cannot fall into the hands of other venture capital firms!"

Meanwhile, SoftBank, IDG, Matrix Partners...

The eyes of countless top-tier investors are all fixed on this mysterious developer named "Chen".

They searched the entire internet, trying to find any trace of this person.

But nothing was gained.

There is no way to contact them, and no social media accounts.

This person appeared out of nowhere.

Ye Chen opened a geek forum on the dark web.

The seller who sold him 6,000 bitcoins yesterday sent him another private message.

"Hey buddy, I have 10,000 bitcoins here, do you want them? Still $0.05 each!"

Ye Chen tapped his fingers on the keyboard.

"I'll take them all, pay via PayPal transfer."

Five hundred US dollars were transferred, and ten thousand Bitcoins were obtained.

These geeks who use computers to mine cryptocurrency only treat this thing as a virtual toy within their circle.

They had no idea that a dozen years later, this thing would be worth over $60,000 a piece!