Why Can’t I Make Games C04
by MarineTLChapter 4: A Resonant Voice! Night. It was deep and profound. Zhong Chongwen stared blankly at the night sky. Beneath the heavens, stars twinkled like scattered jewels, and the moon played hide-and-seek behind a veil of thin clouds. He lowered his head slightly, looking at the street alley not far away. The scent of charred meat wafted from the roadside barbecue stalls. Many middle-aged men sat shirtless, gulping down beer and devouring meat. Amidst the cacophony of honking horns and city…









