Chapter 265: War of Words
Soon, a fierce war of words erupted on Weibo.
zzzzoo: "@Chen Mo, finally dared to show your face? Enjoyed being a turtle for the past few days? I've been @ing you for days, you're way too slow on the uptake, aren't you?"
After posting this, the troll with the username zzzzoo, as usual, started thinking about his next post while eagerly awaiting Chen Mo's reply.
Soon, Chen Mo also posted on Weibo.
Chen Mo: "After all, my job is to develop games, while your job is to curse people on Weibo."
zzzzoo was choked up. Damn, Chen Mo was quick! Not only did he counterattack, but he also hinted that zzzzoo was a paid troll?
Although he couldn't find the right words to retort for the moment, seeing Chen Mo's reply, all the trolls got fired up.
"Haha, Chen Mo finally took the bait!"
"I knew he wouldn't be able to hold back. Come on, call everyone over, and go all out against him!"
"Remember, divide the work clearly. Don't just resort to personal attacks. We need personal attacks, mudslinging, and hidden agendas all at once."
"I'm in, I'll go first!"
Soon, a torrent of abuse from the trolls came pouring in.
Tamo tamo: "Heh, clueless greenhorn, just you wait. Keep your phone by your pillow and be ready to dial 120 anytime."
Soon, Chen Mo replied again.
"I've heard that children of inbreeding especially like to threaten the world with hollow, powerless words, mainly to relieve their innate pressure."
This troll named Tamo tamo nearly fainted from anger after seeing this post. What did he mean by "children of inbreeding"? Wasn't Chen Mo supposed to be a decent person? How could his insults be so vicious?
The onlookers burst out laughing, leaving comments under Chen Mo's post: "Haha, exactly, this threat is like a brat saying 'Don't leave after school.' Does Chen Mo fear you coming after him? I bet the players at his experience store could turn you into SpongeBob with just one brick each!"
The trolls were furious.
Insulting people—we're professionals! Which celebrity, internet star, or influential public figure haven't we insulted? A mere game designer—how could he turn the tables?
Insult him! For the dignity of trolls!
Mello: "A game designer neglecting his real work. No wonder other game companies are counting money at home, while you're just counting Weibo followers."
Chen Mo: "And you're just using ten fingers to count your IQ."
Aotuma: "Whoa, so impressive. Just a game maker, and you act like you're some big celebrity or entrepreneur. How can you be so full of yourself?"
Chen Mo: "Don't trolls do their homework before taking a job? Fine, let me give you a quick rundown here: My name is Chen Mo. I've made the most profitable mobile game, with first-month revenue of nearly 400 million. I've created the world's most popular RTS game, Warcraft. Currently, Thunder Game Platform is the third-largest game platform in the country, with 50 million long-term active users. Of course, besides that, I'm also good at casual games, Chinese-style games, sandbox games, puzzle games... Can any troll here explain what these numbers mean?"
As soon as this long post came out, the onlookers cheered.
"Wow, Chen Mo has really inflated to the moon this time, but I love it!"
"And he asks about big celebrities or entrepreneurs? How many entrepreneurs are richer than Chen Mo? Besides, at his age, starting from scratch and reaching this level—there really isn't anyone!"
"Haha, the trolls are so unprofessional. Anyone who pays a little attention to the domestic gaming circle knows who Chen Mo is!"
"Asking such stupid questions is too embarrassing for trolls. Just quit the group!"
The trolls were very angry. What was going on? Which client hired this troll? His skills were terrible—he couldn't even insult properly. Too damn embarrassing!
Bring in the professionals!
Orange-chan: "You're waging a price war, isn't it still for profit? Otherwise, would you do this charity work? Saying one thing and doing another—I've seen plenty of people like you!"
Chen Mo: "Only acting when profit is in sight—that used to be the cunning nature of old people, but now it's become the code of conduct for the young. Sigh. Can you see nothing beyond profit?"
Orange-chan: "Oh, so you're saying this is purely a public service? Then let me ask you, aren't you just selling at a loss to make a splash, using malicious price-cutting to promote your game platform?"
Chen Mo: "Some game platforms take 70-80% cuts from newbie designers with no bargaining power. Do you have any idea whether your effort matches the reward? With your crappy promotion, even a 30% cut is a profit for you! I'm not maliciously price-cutting; I'm just bringing prices back to normal."
Orange-chan: "So you're saying other game platforms' cuts are inflated?"
Chen Mo: "Inflated or not, figure it out yourself. I can't be bothered to educate a troll like you. Industry insiders naturally know."
ChunXiaQiuDong: "Honestly, I think you have a problem. You're supposed to be a somewhat respectable designer, yet you argue with players. You'll never get my support!"
Chen Mo: "If I really had a fan like you, I'd find a way to uninstall you. I'm puzzled how you keep self-fertilizing to become such a weirdo."
ChunXiaQiuDong: "You! You're petty!"
Chen Mo: "Sorry, but that's exactly who I am. If I know a word can piss someone off, I'll take three buses and climb five floors just to say it to them. No trouble at all."
The other side went silent.
Chen Mo scrolled a bit more and didn't see any posts worth replying to, so he just posted one himself.
"Come on, aren't you trolls supposed to have a lot of people? Why are you replying so slowly? Show some professionalism, will you?"
When the trolls saw this, they were completely enraged. What did this guy mean? Was he actually provoking them?
Insult him! Today, let him know why the flowers are so red!
...
A full day and night—24 hours.
These trolls racked their brains—some hurled mindless abuse, some slung mud, some pretended to be neutral while sneaking in hidden agendas, some played the role of fake fans to stir up trouble...
But Chen Mo shot them all down. Many trolls spent half an hour crafting a post, only to have Chen Mo counter it within two minutes, leaving them speechless!
From 8 PM the previous day straight to 8 PM the next day.
Chen Mo looked around. The trolls had run out of words. Some were rambling incoherently, probably half-conscious from exhaustion.
Others were revisiting old topics from yesterday, likely because they were on shift rotation and had just woken up, unclear on the day's agenda.
Chen Mo shook his head in slight disappointment. He was still quite energetic, but these trolls had wilted.
"Not a single one worth fighting."
Chen Mo was rather disappointed.