What kind of game can you make with 6MB of resources? Minesweeper?

Well, you can make something, but even if you do something fancy with 6MB of resources, there’s no way you’d win an award in a game design competition!

Damn it! This is so damn frustrating!

To think he got stuck because of something like this, Adam Brooks felt like he had just swallowed a huge chunk of ice—uncomfortable and chilled to the bone.

He reached out and closed his laptop screen.

Utter despair!

At that moment, Adam Brooks noticed something odd about the wristband on his left wrist.

The wristband was bought by the original owner, and its function was pretty much the same as the ones in his previous life—just monitoring heart rate, sleep quality, and so on. Adam Brooks hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but now he realized something was off.

Adam Brooks tried touching the wristband, and a virtual screen popped up instantly.

“What the heck is this?”

Adam Brooks was startled. At first, he thought it was some kind of high-tech gadget in this world, but after searching through his memories, he realized this wristband wasn’t supposed to have this function.

Adam Brooks looked at the virtual screen. It was simple, displaying only two things: a string of numbers and a virtual roulette wheel.

The string of numbers: 597340.

Almost six hundred thousand points.

The virtual roulette was divided into three sections: the green area labeled [Designer Skill Book], the blue area labeled [Rare Skill Book], and the purple area labeled [Special Item].

The green area was the largest, the purple the smallest.

In the center of the wheel was a big button: [Draw].

Below [Draw] was a line of small text: 100,000 per draw.

Staring at the number, Adam Brooks fell into deep thought.

After a quick deduction, Adam Brooks understood—being a transmigrator, this was definitely his golden finger.

It looked like a golden finger that let you get items through a lottery.

But… what’s with this 597340? Why such an odd number?

Racking his brains, Adam Brooks recalled every number he could remember from childhood, and finally slapped his forehead as he figured it out.

This number, divided by ten, was the amount of money he’d spent on games in his previous life—about sixty thousand yuan.

That included money spent on RPG game cards, legit discs for AAA titles, and even cash for crappy domestic games. Looking back, Adam Brooks realized he really had spent a lot of 6480s in various games.

“…Damn, if I’d known, I would’ve spent more!”

Adam Brooks felt a bit of regret. If he’d known the money he spent on games in his previous life could be used now, he really should have blown his entire savings of over a hundred thousand on it.

But seeing that 100,000 per draw, Adam Brooks felt a pang of pain.

So expensive! That’s 10,000 yuan per draw if you convert it to cash!

But since this thing could only be used for the lottery and couldn’t be withdrawn, Adam Brooks decided to try a draw first.

“According to the usual plot, shouldn’t I draw some kind of special item now, then get extra resource quota, and develop a new game?”

Muttering to himself, Adam Brooks tapped the [Draw] button.

Whir, whir, whir…

The wheel spun rapidly.

“Special item! Special item! Special item!” Adam Brooks shouted in his heart.

Although Adam Brooks didn’t know which reward was best, it was obvious that the special item was purple, took up the smallest area, and was definitely the rarest reward.

With a “click,” the wheel stopped, and the pointer landed on the green area: [Designer Skill Book].

“Well, there’s no way you’d get the purple reward on your first try. Clearly, this is all part of the script. Stay calm, stay calm…”

Adam Brooks noticed a book had appeared on the virtual screen, along with a prompt: “Designer Skill Book: Stats +1.”

Adam Brooks tried tapping it lightly with his finger, and the book dissolved into starlight, merging into Adam Brooks’s fingertip.

Chapter 3: A Simple Yet Unforgettable Game for Players

Some mathematical knowledge flashed through Adam Brooks’s mind, becoming part of his memory. Adam Brooks could feel that his stats had indeed improved, if only a little.

“This is actually pretty nice. If I eat 100 of these books, my stats will be maxed out! Not bad, eating 100 books only costs a million yuan, not expensive at all… my ass! This is daylight robbery, okay?”

“Ten thousand yuan for one stat point—do I look like an idiot to you?”

“Calm down, calm down.”

“This money is nothing. If I can really make a hit game, with monthly revenue over a million, I’ll have enough to draw for a while.”

While comforting himself, Adam Brooks continued to tap the [Draw] button.

“Click,” green.

“Click,” green.

“Click,” green.

…

Adam Brooks was about to start cursing.

Four draws, four hundred thousand points, and he got four green designer skill books.

That’s forty thousand yuan in cash!

He only had 190,000 points left—just enough for one last draw.

Of course, there was a very considerate [Top Up] option next to the wheel. Adam Brooks clicked it, and half a second later, closed it again.

Cash exchanged for points at a 1:10 rate, with no discounts—not even a first-time double bonus.