Zoey Parker let out a dramatic groan when her phone lit up with Victor Lang’s name.
She glanced at the clock—8:00 a.m. sharp.
Victor knew WindyPeak Games ran on a strict nine-to-five schedule, no exceptions. He wouldn’t bug her this early unless it was a big deal.
Big deal, huh?
Zoey raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips.
Oh, right—yesterday was the day Titanfall’s trailer dropped. If memory served, their competition was Zenit...
2025-08-11 03:29:07 +0000 UTC
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Yamabuki Haruto leaned over and whispered his plan to Yamamoto.
This is a vicious plan. To be honest, if it was the old man a thousand years later, he would definitely not agree to this plan. But the current Yamamoto is cruel and ruthless. In order to achieve his goals, he will do anything. Not to mention a vicious plan, if he really goes crazy, he won't even care about the comfort of the entire Soul Society.
"Are you sure this will work?" Yamamot...
2025-08-10 05:04:57 +0000 UTC
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There was a hint of shock in the eyes of Yamamoto and Shihōin Chihiro. They didn't expect that Yamabuki Haruto's talent was so high. He learned all the Kidō just by watching them performed once!
This is a high-level Hadō, level 88. He gave up chanting and released it directly. Shihōin Chihiro thought that he was not at this level. Of course, his main skill was not Kidō. He mainly p...
2025-08-10 05:00:09 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 13: Basic Kidō
Back in his room, Yamabuki Haruto drew out his Zanpakutō and wiped it gently. The power of his Zanpakutō had first emerged in the previous battle. But what exactly is the ability of my Zanpakutō? His sword spirit cut the enemy into more than a dozen pieces in an instant. It was initially speculated that his initial release ability was related to his speed.
Not necessarily. Maybe my abi...
2025-08-10 04:47:21 +0000 UTC
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"Wait a minute, what's your name?" Yamabuki Haruto asked.
"Tenjirō Kirinji," the man with the pompadour replied.
Yamabuki Haruto blinked his eyes, looked back at the bucket of soup he had made, and then looked back at the pompadour-headed man in front of him. Why are the people from Squad Zero here?
No, according to the timeline, Unohana Retsu's medical skills were taught by Tenjirō Kirinji, which means that Tenjirō Kirinji joined the Zero Squad after the est...
2025-08-10 04:36:46 +0000 UTC
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The Menos Grande didn't understand the girl's words and wanted to continue his attack, but his vision suddenly spun, and his head fell to the ground. Not just his head, but his arms, legs, and body were all instantly sliced into several pieces, scattered on the ground.
Even an Adjuchas like this Menos Grande would certainly die if their body was cut to pieces.
"How is this possible... What did you do to my body...?"
The girl...
2025-08-10 04:31:06 +0000 UTC
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“Who is speaking?” Haruto wondered. Is it my Zanpakutō?
Then, Haruto found that everything in the world before his eyes began to collapse towards his Zanpakutō. Finally, the entire world collapsed into a single point, and he was sucked in.
When his consciousness recovered, he stood in a pure white, boundless, enormous space. Above his head, a giant nine-by-nine Rubik’s Cube floated, rotating irregularly! Although...
2025-08-10 04:22:36 +0000 UTC
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Just as Haruto drew his Zanpakutō, preparing to cleave the Gillian’s skull, the Menos Grande’s head surprisingly rotated 180 degrees and fired a Cero at him. Haruto dared not meet it head-on again and quickly used Shunpo to evade the attack.
When he used to watch the Shinigami anime, he felt that these Menos Grande were foolish, like targets, allowing people to hac...
2025-08-10 04:19:46 +0000 UTC
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Haruto was completely wrapped in spider silk, being dragged deeper into the mountain by the Spider Hollow. After a series of stumbles, he was brought into a cave filled with many cocoons woven from the same silk, which appeared to be other people the Hollow had captured.
“Self-righteous Shinigami, just wait to be eaten!” The Spider Hollow opened its large mouth, revealing two rows of sharp venomous fangs and prepari...
2025-08-10 04:16:04 +0000 UTC
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The barefoot child, Jiro, took a few oval bronze coins covered in green rust from his tattered clothes. It was the first time Haruto had ever seen the currency of Soul Society.
“Little brother, what's your name? Have you eaten? I have food here!” Haruto said gently, handing him a rice ball that was originally his own dry ration.
“My name is Jiro... Can I really eat this rice ball?” The boy looked like he hadn't had a proper meal in a long time. After seein...
2025-08-10 04:14:32 +0000 UTC
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And so, Yamabuki Haruto spent the entire night tossing and turning, tormented by the agonizing question of whether he was truly a Shinigami or a Quincy. Just as he was about to drift into sleep, the door to his room was kicked open with a thunderous bang. He instinctively rolled and drew his sword, only to find Yamamoto Genryūsai standing in the doorway.
“Hmph! Good vigilance. You have not grown complacent due to your comfortable surroundings,” Yam...
2025-08-10 04:13:06 +0000 UTC
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The sword light flashed!
Saitō’s pupils contracted, and she quickly tilted her head, but the blade still grazed her face, leaving a shallow gash from which blood began to trickle. Her expression instantly became even more ferocious. She grabbed Haruto's wrist, raising her Zanpakutō for a lethal strike.
Haruto hadn't anticipated that she would be able to dodge a point-blank sneak attack. Caught off guard, his hand was seized, and he couldn't move. Just as Sait...
2025-08-10 04:07:43 +0000 UTC
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Yamabuki Haruto's expression was a mix of disbelief and shock. "Old Man, are you serious?"
Yamamoto Shigekuni Genryūsai sat upright, his face betraying no hint of a joke. Saitō Furofushi watched Haruto with an amused grin.
“Can this little bean sprout actually do it?” she taunted.
“Hmph, how do you know I’m a bean sprout if you haven’t tried?” Haruto snapped, his pride wounded. What man would allow himself to be called a "bean sprout"?
Saitō sim...
2025-08-10 04:06:10 +0000 UTC
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Yamamoto nodded in satisfaction. This—this was the bearing of a leader. If you had to do everything yourself with no subordinates to order around, how could you project authority?
Unfortunately, while Yamabuki had just flattened one squad of guards, another arrived just as quickly. These noble guard units existed for one purpose: protect the clan heads at all costs. If something happened to their lords, the consequences were dire—best case, they’d lose their posts; worst case, the...
2025-08-10 03:59:19 +0000 UTC
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Yamabuki Haruto and Yamamoto sat in a dim cave, the faint smell of earth and ash mixing in the air. Between them, Ryūjin Jakka blazed lightly.
“All things in the universe turn to ash—Ryūjin Jakka.”
Flames danced along the blade, the glow reflecting in Yamamoto’s stern eyes. He skewered two sweet potatoes on the Zanpakutō with practiced ease. In moments, the air was filled with the warm, smoky aroma of roasting potatoes.
A must-have for home and travel,
2025-08-10 03:57:57 +0000 UTC
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"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have activated the Retirement and Pension System."
"This system will officially activate after the Host retires. Currently, it is a trial version (2.0 revised version)."
After hearing the voice in his head, Yamabuki Haruto wanted to delete his account and start over.
"System."
"Yes, dear."
"How old do you think I am this year?"
"Eighteen."
"Then why the hell do you activate the system after I retire?!" Haruto c...
2025-08-10 03:54:21 +0000 UTC
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Chi-chi—BOOM!
A massive explosion rocked the screen!
Thick smoke swirled as a rifleman in khaki combat gear charged forward.
Rat-tat-tat… whoosh… rumble…
Stray bullets zipped through the chaos of the factory battlefield. Rubble flew from relentless bombings, and deafening blasts pounded the ears.
The fight was pure madness.
Swish!
A slide tackle. The rifleman ducked behind a concrete bunker, ready to link up with tea...
2025-08-10 03:50:34 +0000 UTC
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Game on!
With the promotional video drop closing in, Nebula Games and IndieVibe rolled out their big guns.
Nebula struck first.
Day one, StarWolf Interactive led the charge. As their core studio, they set the stage—no question.
Day two, Radiant Studios stepped up. Their Spec Ops: Green, a second-gen FPS, targeted the battle royale crowd, gunning for PUBG’s slice o...
2025-08-10 03:46:11 +0000 UTC
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“Let’s roll, Sam, Happy New Year!” Jake Rivers called.
“Happy New Year, safe trip,” Gus Harper replied.
“Catch ya later, Director Gus. Post-New Year vibes!” Jonah York waved.
“See ya. Tell your folks I said hi,” Gus nodded.
“Hold up, I’ll bring back some tea cakes or something. Peace, Sam!” another dev chimed.
“Cool, Hap...
2025-08-10 03:41:48 +0000 UTC
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The Titanfall plan was locked in.
WindyPeak Games hummed with energy.
On costs, Gus Harper had been spoiled rotten by Zoey Parker’s “spend big” mantra.
They say good habits are hard to pick up, but bad ones? Easy.
At first, Gus was floored by Zoey’s cash-splashing and her wild budget hikes.
Now? He was hooked, demanding funds before she even opened her mouth.
...
2025-08-10 03:36:18 +0000 UTC
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With Gus Harper’s exclamation, the Overcooked chaos kicked into overdrive!
Orders flooded in, turnips and tomatoes flying everywhere.
Zoey Parker’s kitchen knife was practically smoking, but she couldn’t keep up with the Spaghetti Monster’s appetite!
Worse, Gus, that smug jerk, played waiter like a pro!
“One cabbage salad! Let’s move!”
“Cabbage and tomato salad! Kitchen, ...
2025-08-10 03:29:47 +0000 UTC
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“Holy crap! There’s really a Lotus Boss!”
“This year’s Indie Game Fest is wild. They’re kicking it off with a bang.”
“Maybe Gus Harper begged to join the fest, and IndieVibe didn’t dare cross Zoey Parker, so they bit the bullet and let ‘em in.”
“Lotus Boss, the ultimate bully, confirmed.”
“Hahahaha, I’m dying!”
“Zoey
2025-08-10 03:24:16 +0000 UTC
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“Zoey Parker’s got some serious swagger,” Gus Harper said, waving off Wes Mason’s shock:
“WindyPeak Games cares about skills, not your resume.”
“As a legit boss, Zoey’s got one rule: heroes don’t need a backstory.”
“She doesn’t give a dang what you did before.”
“Good character, no rap sheet, and love for gaming? You’re in.”
“To WindyPeak<...
2025-08-10 03:09:22 +0000 UTC
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“This circle…”
At this point, in the U.S. team.
Eggplant stared at the PUBG map and grimaced, smacking his lips:
“Damn, this is rough…”
Right now, the three teams—U.S., Neon, and Korean—each held a key spot.
The Neon team camped north, at the base of a slope, holed up in a lone two-story building. No vehicles, but they didn’t need ‘em—they were sitting pretty in the circle.
The Korean ...
2025-08-10 03:04:45 +0000 UTC
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“Let’s give a massive shoutout to the Asian Games Summit organizers—”
Ethan Caldwell, VP of the Global Digital Entertainment Association, swaggered onto the stage to drop his speech!
Holy crap—
Whoever snags the crown gets their rep to hype the crowd.
Ethan Caldwell was buzzing as he hit the spotlight at SkyDome Arena in Tokyo!
Eight years!
It’s been eight freaking years!
After League of Legends, WindyPeak Games finally brought the Best Esports Game Crown Awar...
2025-08-09 11:33:17 +0000 UTC
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Is WindyPeak Games still a small studio?
Let’s be real—no question about it.
But is WindyPeak currently a small company in the gaming world?
Not really.
They’re doing the work of a medium-to-large studio while technically still small.
That’s the weird spot WindyPeak’s found itself in.
Even Victor Lang was scratching his head trying to classify them.
“Well…” Victor nodded thoughtfully. “It’s kind of… borderline.”
H...
2025-08-09 10:30:07 +0000 UTC
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“Whoa—”
Chloe Quinn caught Zoey Parker clutching the Asian Games certificate like it was her lifeline, wiping it with a look of pure heartbreak. Chloe nodded, all smiles:
“This award’s a big deal, huh? Record-breaking, no less!”
“Only a handful of games hit 500,000 copies in a week.”
“Our PUBG? Smashed records, broke even on a $50M budget in one week—$55,555,612 in sale...
2025-08-09 04:05:59 +0000 UTC
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“WindyPeak Games…”
Before VP Zack Olson could finish, the IndieVibe conference room in Portland erupted in unison.
Everyone’s on the same page.
No one matches WindyPeak’s FPS track record!
Left 4 Dead 2 invented the “second-generation FPS mode,” hyped by peers and copied like crazy!
Then, PUBG blew up the shooter market, dominating Asian Games sale...
2025-08-09 03:49:13 +0000 UTC
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900,000 peak viewers!
$5,000 in gifts!
100,000 new followers!
Top 20 on Twitch!
Muffin stared at her stats, jaw dropped.
“Did someone hack my account? These numbers… they’re wrong!”
No, not wrong—insane!
This one night’s data matched ten years of her old streams.
“Holy crap, this can’t be real!” Muffin raked her hair, freaking out.
PUBG launched on
2025-08-09 03:43:29 +0000 UTC
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“Ride my trusty little chopper,
It never gets stuck in a jam,
Ride my trusty little chopper…”
Boom!
Muffin was halfway through her goofy tune when a loud crash cut her off.
Old Horse’s motorcycle slammed into a tree, its health bar tanking hard.
Muffin, nearly flung off, shot her coach a sour look and sang the last line: “Our ride’s gonna blow~”
Chat lost it—
“Muffin...
2025-08-09 03:19:01 +0000 UTC
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