Chapter 50: This Bet Is Way Too Big!
As soon as this Weibo post went out, everyone was stunned!
What was he doing? Was he really going to hound him this relentlessly?
This Chen Mo wasn’t leaving himself any way out at all!
It was rare to see this kind of relentless pursuit in the gaming circle!
And his opponent was Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment!
The players supporting Qiu Bin were furious. Yeah, here we are, trading insults with the *Plants vs. Zombies* players, and Qiu Bin doesn’t even dare to speak up?
Look at Chen Mo—he’s already provoked him twice in a row!
This was like an ancient army marching to war. Two sides faced off, and one general was showing off in front of the battle lines, hurling all kinds of nasty insults. But the other side’s general didn’t even dare to reply?
That would definitely cause a drop in morale!
These players couldn’t take it anymore either, and they started sending private messages to Qiu Bin.
“Hey, Teacher Qiu Bin, say something!”
“Teacher Qiu Bin, he said you plagiarized. Clap back at him!”
“Teacher Qiu Bin, you can’t be a coward now. You’re really disappointing us loyal players, you know?”
“Could it be that *Spring Guardian* really is a copy??”
Finally, Qiu Bin couldn’t hold back anymore.
He had originally closed Weibo, thinking out of sight, out of mind. But suddenly, a nameless rage surged up, making him unable to resist opening Weibo again.
Opening it was a mistake. All kinds of messages bombarded him, and Chen Mo’s post in particular made him explode!
What did he mean? Did he really think he was someone important? Sure, you had the moral high ground, but look at yourself! Did you really think you could go head-to-head with Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment? You’ve got some nerve!
Fine, I’ll go all out today!
Qiu Bin’s hands were trembling with anger as he replied with a Weibo post: “I’m very busy. When do I have time to trade insults with a low-tier designer like you? You’re jumping around pretty happily. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were some big shot in the industry. I heard *Plants vs. Zombies* sold well—500,000 in the first month? Are you proud of that? Let me tell you, if I made a game that only sold 500,000 in its first month, I’d be too embarrassed to even greet anyone at Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment.”
As soon as Qiu Bin spoke, his supporting players were thrilled. Look at that statement—bold, high-profile!
And it was true. Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment had the biggest gaming platform, with an enormous user base. A game selling 500,000 in its first month really wasn’t that impressive of a hit within Imperial Dynasty.
“Teacher Qiu Bin, well said! Awesome!”
“Bold! Clap back at him!”
Qiu Bin’s supporters flooded the comments section of his post, cheering him on.
Chen Mo smiled. Qiu Bin had some skill with words.
Qiu Bin avoided the topic of plagiarism entirely and directly used his seniority and status to pressure him. Bringing up sales figures was a bit exaggerated, but Chen Mo really couldn’t refute it.
Still, Chen Mo didn’t care. He wasn’t here to trade insults with Qiu Bin. All he wanted was for Qiu Bin to open his mouth.
In Chen Mo’s eyes right now, Qiu Bin wasn’t an enemy at all—he was a perfect money-delivery boy.
But he still had to play the part of the aggrieved party, or Qiu Bin wouldn’t take the bait.
Chen Mo: “I also think trading insults is boring. How about this—since you’re so confident, want to make a bet?”
The onlookers were stunned. Holy crap, here we go again?
Many of them still remembered the bet Chen Mo had made with Shi Huaze back then. Shi Huaze had been so confident, saying Chen Mo’s first game wouldn’t sell 100,000 in its first month. And now? Shi Huaze hadn’t said a word on Weibo in over a month.
Qiu Bin was also taken aback, but since things had come this far, he couldn’t back down. He could only reply, “Bet on what?”
Chen Mo: “You’re pretty confident in your game, right? How about this—I’ll make a new game too. In four months, we’ll release them at the same time. You game?”
Qiu Bin frowned. What was this about?
“Bet on first-month downloads?” Qiu Bin asked.
Chen Mo: “No, bet on first-month revenue.”
Qiu Bin stared at Chen Mo’s reply in disbelief, almost thinking he’d misread it.
Bet on monthly revenue? Wasn’t that asking for death?
In truth, whether it was betting on first-month sales or monthly revenue, Qiu Bin wasn’t afraid at all.
Because he had the Imperial Dynasty gaming platform backing him!
As long as Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment was willing to promote *Spring Guardian*, the sales and profits would definitely not be low.
And Chen Mo? Even if he wanted to compare *Plants vs. Zombies*, that was one thing. But he was actually going to use a new game?
Did he really think he was some kind of genius game designer who could make a hit every time?
Qiu Bin sneered. It seemed Chen Mo had been blinded by the success of *Plants vs. Zombies*.
The gaming industry was too easy to crash and burn in. Qiu Bin’s *Spring Guardian* borrowed the classic concept of *Plants vs. Zombies*, combined with high-quality production and strong marketing. Even if it didn’t become a blockbuster, its performance wouldn’t be bad.
But what did Chen Mo’s new game have? Nothing but his own ideas. And how could he guarantee that his ideas would succeed every time?
Qiu Bin felt there was no reason he could lose.
Qiu Bin: “Bet on first-month revenue? Fine. If you’re brave enough to die, I’m brave enough to bury you. What’s the stake?”
Chen Mo: “If you lose, give my game a free month of promotion on Imperial Dynasty’s homepage [This Month’s Strongly Recommended] slot.”
Qiu Bin frowned.
[This Month’s Strongly Recommended] was the best promotion slot on the Imperial Dynasty gaming platform. This slot was never given to any game outside the platform—only A-level and S-level designers within Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment could enjoy it.
And he wanted a whole month of it? Why not ask for the sky?
Qiu Bin: “I don’t have that authority.”
Chen Mo: “I know you don’t have that authority. But you’re at least a B-level designer. You must know some people inside Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment, right? Work hard. I believe in you.”
Indeed, if Qiu Bin actually went and begged Imperial Dynasty’s CEO, Lin Chaoxu, he might be able to get that promotion slot. But where would he put his face?
Losing a bet to a C-level designer and then having to sacrifice Imperial Dynasty’s promotion slot? How could he shamelessly go ask his boss for it?
Qiu Bin felt like he was about to blow a fuse. This Chen Mo was way too confident. Did he really not see him as a person?
Qiu Bin didn’t think he would lose.
He also didn’t believe in bad luck. Why could Chen Mo be so aggressive? Why was Chen Mo so sure of himself?
Qiu Bin: “Fine. If I lose, I’ll go get you that promotion slot! But what if you lose? Do you have a promotion slot to give me?”
Chen Mo thought about it. If the bet was too small, Qiu Bin definitely wouldn’t take it. But he also couldn’t offer a promotion slot on the same level as Imperial Dynasty’s.
Chen Mo quickly replied: “If I lose, I’ll wear women’s clothing and stand in front of the Imperial Dynasty Interactive Entertainment building for everyone to see!”
As soon as this came out, all the onlookers were shocked!
Holy crap, you people in this circle really know how to have fun!
You’re a designer, at least have some dignity!
Qiu Bin’s mouth twitched slightly. “Fine, I’ll take that bet! Four months from now, I’ll be waiting for you!”
Chen Mo quickly replied: “No problem. Get your promotion slot ready!”
After posting the Weibo, Chen Mo checked his watch. Exactly fifteen minutes.
Me, lose? Don’t make me laugh!
Why did Chen Mo provoke him and make a bet? Out of anger? Of course not.
Chen Mo didn’t care at all about others copying him, and he certainly wouldn’t start a fight over something like that. In his view, it was meaningless.
What he really cared about was the promotion slot, and the attention this whole thing would bring to his new game.