"....."
I sat in silence, staring blankly at my laptop.
'How many sales exactly do I have?'
The quest never specifically said that I needed to make money. The criteria were for me to hit ten thousand sales. Staring at the number of reviews, I felt that I had hit that number or was close to hitting it.
"If that's the case, then maybe it shouldn't matter if I'm currently suspended?"
I checked the app on my laptop, but had yet to see the quest completion notification.
That most likely meant that I had yet to hit ten thousand sales.
"Hm, but if that's the case, I don't see why they'd think I was botting."
While ten thousand was a high number to me, it was still considered a small number within the industry. It wasn't a number large enough to make Dock suspicious about me 'botting'.
In that case, could the reason be something else?
Like...
"Someone reported my account?"
I groaned when thinking about this far. It made sense when taking into account the fact that there were a lot of trolls online.
If they really did do something like that, then I needed to do something quick.
And so, after a lot of thought, I came up with one conclusion.
"I'll open an official account on Robes and send a message there. Hopefully, people see it and do something."
Robes was the social media platform that people used here. It was also where Zoey posted, and where her account was.
I scrolled through her posts to see how she managed her account, but all I saw were photos of her in weird poses and different clothing.
I read the caption of one of them.
[About to enter a gate! Wish me luck~]
The photo above was a selfie of her with a gate in the distance. Not far, I could even see Kyle, his eyes half-closed mid-yawn.
"That's funny."
I chuckled at the sight as I tried to pinch the photo to get a better look.
But just as I did...
"Oh, crap."
I accidentally scrolled down and liked the next photo. Just her in a dress standing by a café, sunglasses lowered, with a caption that read:"
[Am I pretty?]
"....."
I sat in silence for a short moment before sighing. Well, whatever. She has a lot of followers, so she won't notice it... I then shifted my attention back towards my own page.
It was very plain, with my name on the page, Seth Thorne.
'It's definitely plain.'
There were also no posts. I wasn't the type to use social media, so this was nothing to be surprised about.
Another thing about the account was that it didn't really stand out. There were quite a few other accounts with the same name and surname.
As a result, I changed the name to make it more obvious.
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[Horror Game Developer - Seth Thorne]
Posts: 0 Followers: 0 Following: 0
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"Yes, this looks much better."
I nodded in satisfaction when I saw the name.
'This will definitely make it obvious that I'm a game developer.'
I didn't waste any more time after that. I quickly got to work and wrote a message detailing my situation and how my account had been suspended before posting it.
"There."
I didn't stop there.
In order to truly get the news to spread, I sorted through my contacts and sent a message to Jamie.
[I've just created an account on Robes. Would you mind sharing this with your followers? I have an important message there]
I didn't wait long to receive a message from him.
[I got you]
"Nice."
With that sorted, I felt a lot more relaxed. While I didn't know if this would help or not, I knew that creating an account was important.
This was so that when my next game came out, news would spread fast.
I closed the page and went online to check for any updates about my game, but just as the browser loaded, there was a knock at the door.
To Tok—
"Huh?"
I looked at the door in confusion.
Who could it be? It couldn't be Kyle since he told me he was busy. Then...?
"May I come in?"
An unfamiliar female voice echoed from the other side of the door. I was stunned, but I still replied.
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