Pigeon by the Window

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal.
Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out.
Games, why are you fun?

To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

"Nice one, Wang. All those donations on you finally have a use of their own."


"I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I discovered you had this use. I have to say, appearances really are deceiving."


"I thought you were cross-dressing to fill a void from lack of love in your childhood, but turns out it's really all for the game. I'm literally crying."


"Donated. Looking forward to your performance, Wang. But no more cross-dressing, please."


Wang looked at the rolling comments backstage and felt his back straighten, his muscles bulge, his legs infused with new energy – he felt unstoppable.


Although a great deal of merit points was spent this time, the outcome was exceptionally good.


From now on, the Appraiser from "Nebula" would be bound to him.


Every player who chose the Appraiser path would remember the might of Wang.


Chapter 547: Inconceivable Science