Chapter 1308
Chapter 1308: Chapter 1175 [Cradle Plan] Demo Play Session!
Chapter 1308: Chapter 1175 [Cradle Plan] Demo Play Session!
The semiconductor plummet affected not only semiconductor companies.
Microchips are the brains of nearly all technology products, including mobile phones, computers, home appliances, drones, airplanes, missiles, and even rockets…
From civil to military, and on to scientific research, almost all areas are closely related to microchips.
Lagging an entire era behind in semiconductors resulted in comprehensive impacts.
In the financial market, it appeared as a market-wide plummet led by the semiconductor sector, with major electronics and technology companies following suit.
Although it wasn’t completely certain, stock markets are all about expectations, all about confidence!
If the market thinks you’re no good, then you’re truly no good!
Moreover, this time it was backed by Lincoln, and the outrageous things he had done were already numerous.
One more microchip incident, not surprising at all.
So…
There’s nothing much to say, the fall is final!
The European Union was full of woe.
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On Wall Street in America, there was widespread panic; stock trading forums were filled with users on edge, and even some veteran “leeks” called for government agencies to intervene, to restrict financial institutions from short selling.
The American Securities and Exchange Commission did catch wind of the situation, but as the time was such an outrageous three o’clock in the morning, not even all the members could be contacted, let alone convening an emergency meeting.
But by the time it was their office hours, it was far too late to have a meeting to discuss the issue!
Seven and a half hours later, at 9:30 am Eastern Time, both the New York Stock Exchange and Nasdaq opened.
There were no surprises, the two largest stock exchanges in the world faced a more terrifying crash than the London Stock Exchange, as a result of global investors’ panic selling.
At the same time, in the futures market, the price of silicon wafers collapsed, and raw silicon plummeted, with a stampede-like price reduction becoming unavoidable in the visible future.
The market was still counting on the Cloud Dream’s next-generation console’s enormous demand of over 800 million units, but Cloud Dream just left them out of the loop!
Even this was not just about the consoles.
What about brain-controlled prosthetic limbs?
There’s no reason to go back to silicon microchips, right?
This back and forth, the misalignment between the collapse of orders and demand predictions, was enough to cause a massive industrial shakeup.
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Not to mention, Daxia played even more ruthlessly—
World Three-class, the European Union taking the lead in the drop, followed closely by America, with a crisis that seemed to be spreading through the global financial markets and even the industrial sector.
Could Daxia truly remain completely unaffected?
Hey, it actually could.
An hour and a half after the Cloud Dream promotional material was released, domestic mobile phone giants announced one after another: they had obtained microchip licensing, and their next-generation flagship models would fully implement the revolutionary graphene chips!
After that, Daxia’s leading companies across various industries like graphics cards, storage, drones, smart cars…all of them announced they had obtained chip licensing and would be launching cutting-edge products at an unprecedented speed, staying well ahead of their global competitors.
Everything happened too quickly, dazzlingly fast, even the media couldn’t keep up with reporting.
Were these announcements true?
Of course, they were true.
From the moment Lincoln confirmed the release time for the promotional material, this had all been planned.
But could microchip production capacity truly meet the demand of all these companies?
The answer was: no.
But that didn’t matter, as long as they told their customers, told the global investors that they were aboard, that was enough.
In the stock market, what matters are stories and expectations.
If you can tell a story, you can stabilize stock prices; if stock prices are stable, then all is well.
Although the launch of new products might be delayed and the sales of current products might be affected, compared to the crisis faced by their overseas counterparts, this situation was much better!
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The next day at 9:30 in the morning, the Daxian stock market opened, and the tech index skyrocketed immediately!
Not only were Daxian investors full of confidence in all major tech companies, but so were investors around the world!
Massive amounts of capital poured into Daxia from global markets, and since the real manufacturers of microchips had yet to show themselves, these funds could only chase those favorable stocks, collectively driving Daxia’s stock market to soar across the board.
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For a moment, against the backdrop of a global financial market slump, Daxia bucked the trend with a robust rally, and the index climbed steadily!
Meanwhile, Cloud Dream took the opportunity to launch its second big move—the [Cradle Plan Demo Trial].
The time was also set for the afternoon.
This time, it had nothing to do with the stock market or the economy.
It was simply because, after starting cohabitation with Little Princess, both Lincoln and Little Princess had developed a taste for it, becoming a bit addicted to this entirely new experience and the joy of “henceforth, the king rises late.”
Getting up early had become increasingly difficult…
Little Princess also had to postpone moving out again.
Sister Zhu Qinglu even suspected that Lincoln had sold her sister and insisted on coming over in the afternoon to see for herself.
—For the past eighteen years, her sister had to be home by 9 o’clock in the evening, and now she had just come of age and daringly stayed away from home for two days!
Zhu Qinglu was a bit scared to think about what her sister might do next!
She must come over in person to warn her possibly muddle-headed sister and impart some self-protection knowledge for adults—despite being a 30-year-old, single, mature, and chaste woman herself.
So that afternoon, Little Princess urged Lincoln to log into the Virtual Office to preside over it while she stayed home to welcome her sister.
Although Lincoln really wanted to stay, he couldn’t resist Little Princess’s thin-skinned pleas and had no choice but to leave first.
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In the Virtual Office, when the Boss appeared, the team responsible for the [Cradle Plan] felt like they had a backbone and confidently released the trial announcement and promotional material.
The [Cradle Plan] had been announced for more than a month now.
The efficiency of Cloud Dream’s development tools was already extremely high, and many projects had been in the pipeline well before the development team.
In a bid to secure their place, developers worked themselves to the bone to meet their deadlines.
This led to a number of trial Demos submitted recently that even exceeded 100!
Of course, because of Cloud Dream’s policy of easy entry but strict standards, the quality of these Demos varied, with high-quality works mixed with bland and featureless ones.
The most outrageous thing was that some of these “mediocre” works were genuinely thought out and designed by developers who believed their games were perfect and would astonish players and the industry upon release.
The members of the [Cradle Plan] Project Team had tried to offer some professional advice to some of the projects that were clearly problematic upon review.
Some developers humbly accepted the advice; however, others were rather unwilling, feeling their creative freedom was being interfered with.
Lincoln was still routinely checking the progress of the [Cradle Plan] projects and looking for interesting ideas when he unexpectedly came across this situation.
Adhering to the principle that “without understanding, there is no right to speak,” he randomly chose a Demo that the employees had placed in the [Low Score Group] for a trial play.
And then, he felt like his values had been shattered by a mud truck.
Moreover, after being shattered, they were run over again and again!
In a Demo named “Subway Wolf,” he was to play the role of a subway pervert.
Sounds pretty wrong just on hearing it, right?
Indeed, the game was off, but not in the way Lincoln thought.
Because this “subway” was a subway of the space age, and the passengers were not the ordinary women at risk of or posing a threat to honest passengers but—aliens.
All sorts of bizarre, wildly imaginative, horribly ugly aliens.
And the role players had to act out was to, within this mass of alien passengers, accurately identify opposite-sex aliens—preferably young—based on clues such as clothing, movements, accessories, shoulder bags, voices, scents, micro-expressions, etc.
In the crowded subway, they had to carry out perverted acts on these aliens.
—Yes, opposite-sex, not female, because the game also supports female players playing.
Lincoln stayed on that subway for only three minutes before he hastily quit the game.
If he didn’t run, he was going to vomit a rainbow!
After exiting, still feeling uneasy, he didn’t try other “low-score masterpieces.” Instead, he decisively made a sweeping gesture and decided to launch all the Demos submitted by the development groups online simultaneously for players to try.
Does Cloud Dream’s advice feel like interference with creative freedom?
Then let’s hear how the players praise you all.
Lincoln thought viciously.
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