The Counter-Strike team was made up of complete newcomers.
They had barely played any shooters before—most of them downloaded the game purely because of the Antarctic Games reputation. They just wanted to see what this so-called "CrossFire" was all about.
After all, in the promotional materials on the official website, several long-legged, seductive female characters were featured.
Night Rose, Mandala, Spirit Fox…
But the moment they entered the game, they found themselves surrounded by heavily armed soldiers.
Where were the pretty sisters?
Were they on the enemy team?
One young man—reckless and eager—immediately drove his character straight toward the enemy side.
As a true beginner, he had no idea how to take cover. He simply sprinted directly into the opposing base.
But when he burst into their territory… he found nothing but a group of even more brutal men.
It was the Terrorist spawn.
"Bang!"
A single shot ended his sinful rush.
A massacre was about to begin.
Her marksmanship was absurd—like those veteran CF players from years ago.
CrossFire's pacing was lightning fast. Once the girl got used to the controls, she charged forward with her M16.
Under the crushing fire of a sharpshooter, the Counter-Terrorist team was pushed all the way back to their respawn point.
One person suppressing an entire team—almost outrageously violent.
Eventually, a few players couldn't take it anymore and quit the game in humiliation.
They came to find cute female characters. If there were none, then they weren't staying.
But based on Antarctica's reputation, false advertising was impossible.
Soon they discovered the truth in the in-game shop.
Those beautiful female characters had to be purchased.
And each "little sister" cost only a few dozen dollars—refreshingly cheap.
In the real world, a woman's bride price could cost hundreds of thousands. Here, you could buy one for the price of a meal.
Why hesitate?
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Most players of "Torture Original Form" were boys.
First, the cover art alone was irresistible.
Second, the few preview screenshots practically made players explode.
Blood. Violence.
In the United States, this game became twice as popular as anywhere else.
Perhaps the players here were naturally drawn to violence.
When they saw Brother A's superpower for the first time, they collectively lost their minds.
They screamed.
They cheered.
When had they ever witnessed such extreme visual brutality?
The exhilarating sense of personal heroism practically made American players climax.
Especially when the graphics were unbelievably realistic—immersion at its highest.
When they played, their eyes turned red, imagining themselves as Brother A, infected with the Blacklight Virus and stripped of memory.
New York had once been called the crime capital—gang fights broke out nightly.
But now, when players leapt across skyscrapers using the in-game character, they realized those gang skirmishes were child's play.
The army below was firing at them?
Fine. Pick up a truck and throw it back.
Women on the street screamed?
Great. Run up and slice her into three pieces with a single claw swipe.
Kill. Kill. Kill!
Many players went bloodthirsty… until they discovered the truth:
The game had fail conditions.
Even though Brother A was strong, he wasn't invincible. Under a dense barrage of bullets, even a steel-headed monster would eventually die.
The screen faded to gray, and the players snapped back to reality.
But their pounding hearts didn't calm.
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Three days.
In just three days, a new trend took over the Antarctic Forum.
Among the countless Warcraft posts, threads about "Torture Original Form" and "CrossFire" began appearing everywhere.
Since both games had launched simultaneously, people naturally started comparing them.
"Which one will be the next king—Torture Original or CrossFire?"
1st floor: Warcraft: If I'm not dead yet, who dares call themselves king?
2nd floor: Torture Original? I'll blast you into a honeycomb with my Fire Unicorn!
3rd floor: The two idiots above should go download the games first! Otherwise the psychiatric hospital will come drag you away!
…
Xu Dan watched their arguments with a throbbing headache.
Single-player and online games fighting for first place… players comparing characters, comparing weapons…
What were they even arguing for?
Thankfully, among the chaos, a few rational comments appeared.
250th floor: Brothers, have you noticed that there are still many locked modes in CrossFire? Anyone got insider info about what they are?
251st floor: Forget it, brother. Antarctica's secrecy is top-tier. We don't know what those modes are, but I've never seen Father Xu Dan disappoint us.
253rd floor: "Walking Through the Line of Fire" launches next month! Log in to get limited-edition weapons! Click me to claim—
…
Xu Dan silently deleted the 253rd-floor scam post as an administrator.
Damn scammers. They had infiltrated the forum.
He made a mental note to tell the technical team to implement an anti-fraud system.
The players were passionately discussing games here—letting scammers siphon money from them would be unacceptable.
The release of "CrossFire" and "Torture Original" hadn't negatively impacted "World of Warcraft" at all.
Warcraft players were mature by now—they had fixed schedules and fixed teams.
Some had even started online relationships from playing together so often.
That… was a business opportunity.
Xu Dan's sharp business instincts immediately noticed this golden chance.
What do online couples crave?
Emotional fulfillment.
Letting their in-game characters get married was practically a mandatory feature for online relationships.
And in the entire gaming world, no game had implemented marriage yet.
He would set the precedent.
Xu Dan quickly designed a marriage system.
Wedding costs varied depending on how luxurious the ceremony was.
Likewise, diamond rings came in different qualities and prices.
After marriage, couples could even have a child through a special dungeon. The baby would need to awaken certain traits—naturally, this also cost money.
If they had a baby, they needed baby clothes too.
"Genius. Pure business genius."
He ran the program inside his private 18+ version of World of Warcraft. After a ten-minute update, the game size increased by 2GB.
Xu Dan didn't care.
He logged into his account immediately and began sending… certain questionable invitations to the beautiful NPCs around him.
"Ah!~"
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