You said you would make games by yourself, but how did you become the richest man by doing nothing?

#206 - It turns out to be an old driver (ask for order)

The barrage instantly commented: "Goodness, even better than a programmer."

Seeing that the connection time was almost up, Melissa said goodbye to the young man and continued to connect with the next viewer.

The signal came quickly, and this viewer seemed to live in a construction site dormitory, with a rather simple and casual living environment.

A simple single room with construction drawings and safety reminders plastered on the gray walls. The bed was relatively simple, covered with a military coat.

On the low wooden table, construction manuals and forms were scattered, with several cans of beer and some empty fast food takeaway boxes next to it.

Outside the window was a busy construction site scene, with huge cranes and concrete pump trucks shuttling back and forth.

A fat man wearing a safety helmet greeted the streamer with a smile.

When Melissa entered the live broadcast screen and sat next to him, he took the initiative to say:

"Ahem, I am also a loyal fan of Peach Garden Village, but unlike the young man in front, I got into Peach Garden Village games simply because the breasts are big enough.

You give me breasts, and I'll give you money, it's that simple."

Faced with this opening barrage, the comments were also amused: "Goodness, this old brother is honest enough."

Melissa: "Please introduce your profession to other viewers."

"As you can see, I work as a concrete mixer on a construction site, or in more refined terms, civil engineering."

Then, the fat man smiled at the screen, winking:

"Brothers, come and do civil engineering,

This is a top-notch major. After you learn it, you can contract projects, become a boss, and make millions in profit from one project!

Big villas, Ferraris, cigars, mistresses, they're all yours.

So many poor children get rich by studying this!"

The barrage commented one after another: "I believe your lies! You're probably tricking us brothers in so you can run away."

The fat man adjusted his safety helmet: "Running away is impossible. Everyone here is talented and speaks nicely. I love staying here."

Melissa: "There must be many interesting things on the construction site, is there anything you can share?"

Civil Engineering Guy:

"Yes, for example, we often dig up ancient artifacts when digging the foundation, from copper coins to pottery to zongzi, everything.

Some silly guys didn't obediently hand them over to the state, and even went to 'Treasure Appraisal Every Day' to get them appraised, and as a result, they were invited to the bureau for tea.

But our construction site has never had an accident, because the construction site has me, this 'mascot,' guarding it, hehe..."

Melissa: "How did you get this title?"

The old brother rubbed his fat face:

"Maybe it's because I'm always smiling, the most important thing is that the newbies who came with me ran away in less than a year, I'm like an ugly daughter-in-law who finally becomes a mother-in-law."

Melissa: "What skills do you think are most needed for civil engineering?"

Old Brother: "One is high EQ, you have to be perceptive, and the other is you must have a good alcohol tolerance. When you're at a drinking party, you have to share the leader's worries and solve his problems. As for whether you can mix concrete, that's secondary, you can learn it on the job."

Melissa looked around the old brother's room again and found a photo on the windowsill, with a fair-skinned little boy on it.

She casually asked, "Your son is so big already?"

The other party's weathered face was full of wrinkles, and he was silent for a while before saying, "That was me two years ago..."

The barrage went crazy:

"Hahahaha!"

"The years are a butcher's knife, and it's cutting this old brother's face a little fast."

The old brother sighed:

"When I was in school, I was always playful. My mother pointed to the construction site and told me that if I didn't study hard, I could only move bricks in the future. So I studied hard and finally passed the undergraduate line.

Later, when I was filling out college applications, the whole country was undergoing large-scale infrastructure construction, so I changed from computer science to civil engineering.

Now, I have proven to them that moving bricks is destined, and it has nothing to do with whether you can get into college or not."

Barrage:

"Goodness, switching from a version T0 answer to a version sewer, that's really you, joining the Nationalists in '49."

"Hahahahaha, this old brother has a knack for telling jokes. Are all the fans of Peach Garden Village so interesting?"

"After all, interesting things attract each other."

Melissa continued to ask: "If you were given a chance to choose your college major again, what would you choose?"

The old brother squinted his eyes and looked into the distant void, and said leisurely:

"I want to major in Chinese."

Melissa was stunned: "It always feels like a big contrast."

Old Brother:

"I've always had a bit of a literary youth vibe. I used to be a language representative in high school.

So I found that writing novels at home is quite suitable for me. There's no need for infighting or flattery. If I can get on the monthly ticket list, then I can marry a rich and beautiful woman and achieve financial freedom."

...

After saying goodbye to the civil engineering guy, Melissa continued to connect.

Next, a girl's room came into view.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance of water mist, the lighting was soft and warm, and the wallpaper was also pink, highlighting a lazy and comfortable atmosphere.

The bed was piled with various long pillows, all of which were two-dimensional black silk beauties in sexy uniforms.

The sheets were a little messy, and a newly taken off pleated skirt and stockings were casually thrown on it.

Next to the small bed, there was a computer on the table, and the desktop was densely packed with various galgame icons.

Next to the keyboard was a pile of empty potato chip snack bags and bottles of fat house happy water.

The bookshelf was filled with various beautiful girl figures, including swimsuit versions, shameful versions without a single thread, and books such as "The Screenwriter's Self-Cultivation" and "The Writer's Journey."

The owner of the room was sitting in an e-sports chair next to the computer.

She looked like a complete otaku, with skin as white as snow, lacking blood, and a pair of dark circles under her lazy and tired eyes.

She was wearing a large white shirt, but it still couldn't hide her plump figure and slender legs.

The black-rimmed glasses she was wearing reflected light, making her eyes even more deep and mysterious,

After seeing Melissa, the girl introduced herself:

"Hello, I am a web novel writer."

Melissa stared at the dark circles under her eyes and asked:

"Do you like to write late at night?"

The other party nodded: "Yes, the silence of the night always allows my thoughts to flow freely."

Melissa thought for a while and continued to ask with a smile: "Where does the inspiration for your stories come from?"

Otaku Girl: "Art comes from life. I can get inspiration by observing the lives of others, because observing humans is a very interesting behavior."

She adjusted her glasses, her expression serious.

The barrage commented: "It's as if you yourself aren't human."

Otaku Girl: "However, you can't completely rely on real-life material. After all, novels need logic. If you write something that doesn't conform to logic, it's easy to get sprayed, but the operation of the real world is chaotic and doesn't require any logic.

So when I was collecting material, I clearly encountered many interesting plots, but because they were too outrageous and illogical, I had to forcibly change them to be logical, which is very annoying to think about."

Melissa: "It's very difficult to persist in writing for a long time. Do you have any special habits when writing to keep yourself energetic?"

Otaku Girl: "I will first hug the pillow and take two deep breaths, and then write.

If I get tired of writing, I will turn on the computer and play some lewd little games, or watch some movies with only two actors, and then instantly cheer up!

Barrage:

"Goodness, she's actually an old driver."

"Actually, there may be three, four, or even more actors..."

Melissa looked up again and saw many galgame posters hanging on the wall:

《Tari Tari》, 《The witches' ball》, 《Senren Banka》, 《Starlight Cafe and Death Butterfly》...

The barrage was shocked:

"I'm shocked! Yuzu fan!"

The viewers in the barrage observed for a while and found that this otaku girl was always slow and unhurried,

As if time was not so urgent for her, her smile always carried a kind of lazy elegance,

Her tone was soft, her voice was low, and she often accompanied her speech with small yawns.

Many viewers were infected by her laziness and couldn't help but want to slow down and find a comfortable place to doze off.

Barrage:

"Damn, looking at this girl's expression, I can't stop yawning."

"I always feel like this girl seems to have an aura that makes the people around her want to sleep in."

Melissa: "What do you like about Peach Garden Village games?"

Otaku Girl: "Peach Garden Village games can give me a lot of new inspiration, and I also want to prepare for joining Peach Garden Village."

Joining a game company that you like can be said to be the dream of many otaku.

Barrage: "I heard that Peach Garden Village is not easy to get into now. Those interview questions are very perverted and tricky."

Melissa encouraged: "I think you can try it. Mr. Lu might like your lazy aura very much."