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âWhat the hell!â
After reading the online comments, Lincoln couldnât help but exclaim.
Whereâs their brain?
Do they really think I would allow my employees to make a random decision about an IP acquisition without my permission?
I think theyâre just barking up the wrong tree!
âMaster, what should we do? Mavis is really angry!â Mavis was unhappy.
âWhat should we do? Of course, we fight back!â Lincoln didnât hesitate.
âBut theyâre not media, and they donât make games, so our blacklist wonât be effective, will it?â
Lincoln has always limited Mavis from using extra-legal means, which left her a bit helpless and sulking.
âDonât worry, letâs just start by fighting back.â
Lincoln knew that such things, even if ignored, would probably pass in two or three days.
ButâŠ
The other party is jumping up and down! Can we just let it slide?
âThese people care about saving face, right? Then letâs just spit in their faces and see if they lose their cool.â
âMavis, create a new permanent non-cooperation blacklist, and put those foul-mouthed bastards and their companies in it.â
âNo problem! Mavis will post it right away!â Mavis was instantly invigorated. âOh, by the way, Master, should I blacklist only those who insult you or also those who insult the acquisition team?â Lincoln waved his hand grandly: âAll of them!â
Bullying my employees is also not acceptable!
âRemember to write the reasons: aesthetic defects, low quality, no ability, only idiots would collaborate with them!â
Mavis felt very satisfied, clenched her little fist, and said, âOkay!â
After some thought, Lincoln felt that it wasnât enough, so he logged into his personal account and posted another message:
âAre they crazy?â
Such direct confrontational behavior, coming from a public figure like Lincoln who wields tremendous social influence, is extremely rare and even somewhat inappropriate.
But as far as Lincolnâs personal feelings were concerned, he had already shown great restraint.
It was even hard to say whether or not it was a dirty word.
Perhaps it was just a fact?
After some thought, he created another picture: âA tortoise carrying a barbershopâ
Only then did he nod, feeling it was enough.
After venting, he felt much better and continued watching players messing around on the racetrack.
As for buying up several companies to produce similar movies and animations to target themâŠ
Lincoln wasnât that idle.
Itâs enough to find time to curse those attention-seekers occasionally, thereâs no need for any specific targeting.
Otherwise, he would be accused of neglecting his workâŠ
âMaster, Mavis is so angry, and I really want to scold them! Can I?â Mavis still looked unsatisfied.
âThatâs not right.â Lincoln looked at Mavis strangely. âThey didnât insult you, nor did they insult the games you make, so why are you so angry?â
As he spoke, Lincoln understood, âYou just want to scold them for fun, donât you?â
âNo way!â Mavis denied immediately. âMavis wants to vent her anger for Master!â
Then she shook Lincolnâs arm and acted coquettishly, âPlease, pretty please!â
But Lincoln was stubborn and self-righteously said, âNo, cursing others is a bad thing, little friends should not learn.â
âHmph!â Mavis shook off Lincolnâs arm and sulked even more.
âAlright.â Lincoln patted Mavisâ pink head to comfort her. âMavis can pick one of her previous small accounts, add a Cloud Dream certification, and interact with others freely according to her preferences. As long as itâs not a very sensitive topic, you donât need to report to me.â
Lincoln had always planned to slowly give Mavis more privileges, and now he was just going with the flow.
However, some rules must be established beforehand.
Lincoln held back the excited Mavis who was dancing and waving her hands, and said seriously: âBut Mavis, you canât swear or insult others randomly!â
âYes, yes, yes!â Mavis couldnât care about that right now, nodding vigorously in excitement like a child who was temporarily freed from parental supervision.
Lincoln no longer focused on the excited Mavis, turning his gaze back to the Fall Guys competition venue to check on the playersâ performances.
However, it seemed that today was destined to be a busy day; another matter came upâ
Little Chun sent a message, informing him that the seasonal map for âLight Encounterâ was completed, and she hoped that he would take a look at it.
Lincoln reluctantly took one last look at the competition venue. Camille Victoria, with an impressive flying kick, knocked out the âCrocodile Heroâ who had tripped her three times off the race track!
As it turned out, she couldnât stop the huge inertia or hold onto the slippery edge of the race track. Not far away, Xiaomei watched the scene, tried to reach out to catch her, but her short and thick arms just couldnât reach her.
Finally, amidst a series of âAaah Aaah Aaahâ screams, Camille Victoria fell down together with her opponentâŠ
âSplash!â âSplash!â
Accompanied by loud noises, the water surface was splashed with two huge water flowers.
Falling style â a score of o!
Lincoln laughed and scored in his heart, and waved goodbye to Mavis as he got up and temporarily left the place.
He had to go check out the âLight Encounterâ seasonal map that Little Chunâs team had completed.
No choice, it was the bossâs responsibility!
Of course, if it were Randall reporting the work, Lincoln might have continued watching the match and let them rest and slack off when they were done. But when Little Chun was reporting work, Lincoln was more willing to try to take care of her.
It was definitely not because they were an all -girl team that he was afraid they would secretly complain about him in their private group chat.
âIntern Camille was still in the private group chat! She could report to him at any time.
And in a few days, Lincoln planned to let Mavis mix into the private group chat as well.
What a joke, Cloud Dream wants to keep a secret from me?
Sorrv, I have eves evervwhere!
After âLight Encounterâ went on sale in the first week of September, the seasonal map began to be developed on Monday of the following week.
Considering it was their first time making a seasonal map, Lincoln gave them a relaxed timeline of one and a half months.
However, to his surprise, they had completed the task in just 20 days.
Even taking into account the additional team members who joined partway through, this level of efficiency was definitely impressive!
When Lincoln arrived at the âLight Encounterâ seasonal development map and saw the new map they had created, he couldnât help but open his mouth in surprise, speechless.
His first sentence wasâ
âTell me the truth, did you secretly work overtime?â
âThey actually made an underwater map!
Lincoln remembered clearly that in the original world, the âLight Encounterâ team didnât introduce the diving-themed âDiving Seasonâ until two years after the game was released.
But his companyâs team actually made a diving map for their very first season!
And they only took 20 days!
Not to mention their exploration of map possibilities, their creative ambition in game design, their ability to execute ideas, and even their high work efficiency, which all impressed Lincoln!
Was this the power of the subjective initiative?
Lincoln couldnât help but give them a thumbs-up before even looking at the detailed map!
With such enthusiasm for development and capability, Lincoln could also feel assured about disbanding this teamâŠ
After all, the new project had been brewing for a while!
Of course, before that, he had to take a good look at the quality of the maps they had designed and make sure they were sufficiently competent for their roles.
He had to ensure that, after the team was disbanded and its members reduced, the quality of the gameâs subsequent seasonal maps wouldnât decline.
So, surrounded by a large group of girls, Lincoln began to appreciate the scenery and interaction mechanisms of the maps.
He wanted to make sure that their abilities matched their creative ambitions!
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