1714 Chapter 1714. Creator

"So… You let him tamper with our game…?" Wilted asked in disbelief.

"I did," Chris answered. "If I undo what he did to the program, he will know I'm onto him. He also wouldn't have any reason to use his machine on our game anymore. He might get his machine to another developer and use it on a different second-rate game. I can't allow that. If any game is to be made real, it has to be ours!"

"He still found out you were onto him…," Wilted said.

"Yes. He is suspicious and intelligent. It is difficult to trick people like that. That's why I left this stone behind just in case. By the way, how did I die?"

"You fell from our office building…," Wilted answered.

"Hm… A rather dull death," Chris remarked. "It was ruled as an accident, I suppose?"

Jack was rather amused by how casually Chris reacted to his death. He wondered if it was because it was just a holographic memory, or was the real Chris like this?