Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 273: Taking You to Elope

“Not you… what are you doing?”

While Shen Miaomiao went to the bathroom.

When she ca out again, she saw Gu Sheng half-kneeling in front of the sofa on the floor, with a large organizer box in front of him, currently placing clothes inside.

“Organizing the clothes for going out,”

Hearing Shen Miaomiao’s words, Gu Sheng looked up at Little Nezha and shrugged:

“As you can see.”

“…I’m not blind,”

Shen Miaomiao gave a black line expression:

“I ant, are you going out again? Where to this ti?”

Saying this, Shen Miaomiao pouted a little unhappily.

You have to know,

Lately, Old Gu had been busy all the ti.

After finishing the battle with Kora, busy digging into Moriya, after that busy with the pre-work for Peak Kingdom. Because this project was very difficult and unprecedented as a sports ga,

they hadn’t gone out to play on a Sunday for more than a month.

They hadn’t even been to the park.

And today, under her decision, Peak Kingdom was finally officially approved to enter the developnt phase.

Shen Miaomiao had originally thought she would finally have ti for Old Gu to take her out to play. She even collected several fun and beautiful places nearby and made a detailed mini guide.

Unexpectedly, just when things had stabilized, Old Gu was going out again.

And this ti, she didn’t even know about it.

For a mont, Shen Miaomiao felt a bit disappointed. Her shoulders slumped, and she walked without tiptoeing, turning from a lively playful Persian cat into a droopy little mutt.

Plop.

Shen Miaomiao collapsed onto the sofa, looking at Gu Sheng listlessly:

“Are you going to Neon again?”

Neon had almost beco Old Gu’s talent base.

The first ti he went to Neon, he brought back Sato and Yuki.

The second ti, he brought back Okura and Steel Chain Fingers.

The third ti, he brought back Moriya Tetsuya.

Uekoe Kagemasa really had bad luck.

If there was a regret pill in the world, Shen Miaomiao thought Uekoe Kagemasa would definitely try to get one, to turn back ti to when they cooperated to develop Silent Hill PT.

If it could be done again, he definitely wouldn’t have chosen to monopolize the developnt of Silent Hill just to “make more money.”

If it weren’t for Uekoe Kagemasa’s montary lapse and Yamamoto Tsunashiro’s successful instigation, Kora probably wouldn’t be in such a sorry state now.

…Even worse, they were treated as a talent market by Old Gu, who would “stock up” on elites whenever he went there.

And today, Shen Miaomiao instinctively thought Old Gu was going to “restock” again.

“How long will you be gone?”

Seeing Old Gu didn’t reply, Shen Miaomiao took his silence as confirmation and asked.

Gu Sheng thought for a mont: “About… half a month, I guess.”

“How long?!”

Hearing this, Shen Miaomiao jumped up from the sofa!

Half a month???

You might as well just open Golden Wind in Neon directly!

“Why do you need to go so long?”

Shen Miaomiao’s lips could hang a soy sauce bottle.

Another half month!

That ans their weekend play plans would be delayed for a full two months!

Shen Miaomiao was genuinely a little sad, mumbling:

“We clearly agreed to go out to play every Sunday, no exceptions,”

“This week gets pushed to next week, next week pushed to the week after,”

“We haven’t been out in ages…”

As she spoke, Shen Miaomiao crossed her legs and curled up in the corner of the sofa, pouting and picking at her hands, radiating a faint aura of grievance and pitifulness.

Squeak—

While she spoke, Gu Sheng finished packing and zipped up his luggage.

For half a minute, silence spread through the room.

Shen Miaomiao felt the atmosphere was awkward and sighed in her heart.

Alright.

No need to be so resentful. Old Gu was doing this for the project, for the company. Although it slightly conflicted with her losing plan, his intentions were good, so she should just…

She looked up!

Shen Miaomiao was stunned.

At this mont, Gu Sheng was looking steadily at her, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

“What… are you looking at for?”

Shen Miaomiao felt a little shy under his gaze, curling her feet slightly and biting her lip.

No wonder he hadn’t spoken; he had been watching her while she was mumbling.

“I’m seeing when you’ll start packing.”

Saying that, Gu Sheng sat down on the carpet, hugging his knees, watching Little Nezha with interest.

“Ah, ah?”

Shen Miaomiao froze.

Her big eyes blinked a few tis, looking a bit confused:

“… ? Pack my luggage?”

Seeing this, Gu Sheng smiled and lifted his head: “Yeah, otherwise who else would I take to elope?”

Buzz!!!

At these words, Shen Miaomiao felt her head buzz!

Her small face instantly blushed red, like a sweet ripe red apple, blushing all the way to her ears:

“I… I… what did you say?”

“I said, hurry and pack your luggage,”

Gu Sheng stood the suitcase up and pushed it toward the door, then looked at Shen Miaomiao, raising an eyebrow with a smile:

“I’m taking you to elope.”

This! This this this!

Shen Miaomiao felt her hands tingle a little.

Is this sothing you can say!?

“Ah… ah this… uh… I…”

Her tongue tied, the shock and surprise made Shen Miaomiao unable to speak.

She pointed at herself, then pointed at Gu Sheng.

Um… hehe… cough… what I’m saying is…

We… don’t need to elope, right?

Besides… no one’s against it…

Can’t we just go openly and honestly?

For a while, Shen Miaomiao scratched her ears and cheeks, like a little fox at a loss, as if she was about to show her true nature.

Seeing this, Gu Sheng laughed heartily and stopped teasing her:

“Alright, enough joking, go pack your luggage. Tomorrow we’ll shop for what we need, the day after we fly straight to Zhangjiajie, then to the Everest base camp in Rikaze, after that east to Linzhi and the Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon.”

Not bad!

After so discussion,

the ga design concept for Peak Kingdom was finally decided after slight adjustnt—

The ga’s six main events would be skiing, cycling, wingsuit flying, surfing, rock climbing, and parachuting.

The ga map was divided into five specifications from S to D according to the difficulty of the courses.

Players needed to train and keep playing, and after becoming familiar with the difficulties, they would continuously upgrade to unlock higher difficulty tracks.

These five conventional level maps were virtually built by Golden Wind with reference to so of the world’s landmark terrains.

But above that!

Moriya Tetsuya and Gu Sheng operated separately, recruiting Yan Sheng, even seeking help from Jiang Yingcai, chairman of the China Digital Entertainnt Association. Everyone mobilized, using dostic and overseas relationships and connections to begin project operations.

They first cooperated with National Geographic magazine, selecting eight iconic and extre geographical locations on Earth, planning to conduct on-site surveys, real-ti footage, and related data to fully restore these eight areas in reality!

These eight peak extre events would jointly form the “Peak Eight Events” top-level challenge in Peak Kingdom!

They were—

Ergence of Power: Off-road mountain ridge downhill in Utah, United States!

Birth of the Sky: High-altitude parachuting at Mount Everest, China!

Awakening of the Earth: Fixed-point parachuting at Swallow Cave, xico!

Life of the Sea: Surfing at Cortes Sea, xico!

Movent of the Wind: Wingsuit flying through Tiann Mountain, China!

Solidification of Ice: Avalanche speed downhill at the Alps, Switzerland!

Master of Life: Free rock climbing at Angel Falls, Venezuela!

Ultimate Trust: Backward diving at Angel Falls, Venezuela!

The Peak Eight Events had a total of eight maps, all at SSS difficulty level, open to all players who registered and paid a five-dollar entry fee. If they failed, they would enter a cooldown period.

During the cooldown, each player had only one challenge opportunity. Except for Ultimate Trust, which required the final event to be completed, other events could be done in any order. But if one event failed, the whole challenge ended.

And that’s not all.

Rember that five-dollar entry fee?

Yes, Golden Wind would not take a cent; it would all go into the Peak Eight prize pool.

The amount would grow larger and larger.

Until!

The first player to complete the Peak Eight challenge would claim the entire prize!

After that, the first round of Peak Eight challenge maps would be added to the public map pool. Golden Wind would continue to cooperate with National Geographic to find and produce the next round of Peak Eight real-location maps.

This would be a crazy global extre challenge!

At the sa ti, it would also be a crazy marketing stunt!

But!

That’s not all!

Money ans the power to do whatever you want.

During discussions, besides confirming the form and content of the Peak Eight, they also planned the ga’s promotional videos.

After voting,

Peak Kingdom finalized a plan to release six promotional videos in total.

Three abroad, three dostically.

Among them, the first dostic and foreign teaser would be live-action.

Thus, Gu Sheng’s travel plan beca very clear—

At Everest and Tiann Mountain, he would conduct on-site filming to provide modeling materials for the ga.

In Linzhi, on the G316 highway crossing the Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon, he needed to shoot an 8-second road cycling clip with the team at night for the real-person promotional video montage.

As for others, everyone had their own assignnts.

So went to North Arica, so to South Arica, so to Europe.

Everyone worked separately, filming promotional videos and scouting locations for the Peak Eight simultaneously.

The entire company, except Golden Experience and Xiao Wang’s operations team who stayed to update PUBG and APEX projects, was fully mobilized!

Of course,

he kept these plans clear in his mind but didn’t reveal much to Little Nezha, only simply saying he would take her out to play and for on-site filming for Peak Kingdom.

Besides, that was really his intention.

He also knew that Little Nezha hadn’t pestered him to go out and play for a very long ti.

Was it because she didn’t want to?

Of course not.

Because every ti he apologetically said “The early-stage planning isn’t done; probably no ti to go out tomorrow,” he saw the disappointnt in Little Nezha’s eyes.

Until now.

At this mont,

Shen Miaomiao’s gem-like eyes emitted a radiant glow of surprise:

“You… must be lying, right?”

They were going traveling?

She and Old Gu?

Together?

From Everest base camp to Tiann Mountain?

For half a month?

“Tsk, don’t you want to pinky swear?”

Gu Sheng stood up, walked over to Shen Miaomiao, and extended his pinky finger.

But Shen Miaomiao just stared at him for a full three seconds!

Slap!

She flicked Gu Sheng’s hand away, then jumped up from the sofa and suddenly pounced on Gu Sheng!

The next second, Shen Miaomiao’s excited scream and giggles mixed with Gu Sheng’s helpless and amused voice echoed in the room—

“Going out to play! Going out! Travel! Travel! Travel! Hahaha…”

“All right, that’s enough, enough, you little crazy one…”

“Woohoo! Going out to play! Long live!”

“We’re going to work…”

……

“Yeah, yeah, business trip, going far away… not traveling, haha, going out on location, mm…”

“Oh, Aunt Zhang is sending the kids to school… ? We’re going to Zhangjiajie… Hi, it’s work…”

“Ah, little Ann is getting cuter… Sister is going to work… bye-bye…”

“……”

Sunday morning, 8 a.m.!

Listening to Little Nezha and neighbors greeting each other, Gu Sheng was surprised to find she actually knew so many neighbors in the community!

But…

Who could pull this conspicuous bag off !!!

Gu Sheng raged silently in his heart.

From the door dragging the suitcase out!

To entering the elevator!

Then walking out of the community to hail a taxi!

Along the way, Little Nezha was nonstop, greeting every neighbor enthusiastically and forcibly steering the conversation to “business trip” topics!

Have you ever seen a fisherman who just caught a big fish?

That state of “Have you eaten?” “How did you know I caught a big fish?”

Gu Sheng wanted to run away several tis.

But since stepping out, Little Nezha held tightly onto his arm, as if afraid he would run off.

After greeting the seventh neighbor, the ordeal finally ended.

They finally left the community.

They hailed a Didi, loaded the luggage into the trunk, and got into the car:

“To the airport.”

Gu Sheng said.

Yes.

For this dostic trip, the main people from Golden Wind were only him and Little Nezha.

As for the rest, such as National Geographic staff, they belonged to cooperative partners; the filming crew was outsourced, and accompanying personnel would appear only when they arrived at each location.

This arrangent was partly because it was safer dostically, so they didn’t need many accompanying staff.

And partly because it was Gu Sheng’s small selfish wish.

Bang, bang.

The car door closed, and the small hand that Shen Miaomiao just released grabbed Gu Sheng’s arm again.

Gu Sheng looked down at Little Nezha’s red-cold little hand, opening his mouth as if to say sothing.

But the driver beat him to it:

“Going on vacation, huh?”

Hey you!

Gu Sheng’s heart skipped a beat!

He thought, you really have nothing better to do, just drive, why chat?

In his heart, he cursed, dood!

Sure enough, the next second, Little Nezha’s cheerful voice like a little magpie rang out beside him:

“Ah, no, haha, going for work, business trip, hehe…”

Gu Sheng: I’m done for…

Bang.

As the car door closed, Gu Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They really can talk…

The whole trip, Little Nezha didn’t stop, babbling away.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Sheng pulled out the suitcase handle.

Rustle—

His wool coat moved slightly, and Shen Miaomiao’s icy cold little hand once again linked onto his arm.

But this ti, Gu Sheng didn’t rush to leave; instead, he looked down at Shen Miaomiao’s reddened hand:

“Move your hand.”

“Ah,”

At his words, Shen Miaomiao stiffened, then bit her lip and withdrew her hand:

“Oh…”

Just as she was about to put it back in her pocket,

Gu Sheng raised his hand, his warm and well-defined fingers grasped her hand, then put it into his own pocket.

The dry yet warm comfortable temperature flowed into Shen Miaomiao’s heart and turned into a sweet blush, spreading across her cheeks.

“Let’s go.”

“Mm!!!”

……

Golden Wind suddenly disappeared!

Just a month after Sekiro’s release, after the clash between Kora and Golden Wind ended, and the sensational joining of Moriya Tetsuya,

suddenly!

Golden Wind went completely silent, like everyone was muted, diving quietly.

You have to know!

Usually, although Golden Wind and Gu Sheng’s personal social dia weren’t highly active, they would post one or two updates almost every week.

Either the official Golden Wind Weibo would show project progress and daily work states,

or Gu Sheng himself would repost so silly mod or post a couple of daily updates.

But now!

It had been a full ten days!

The official Golden Wind Weibo and Gu Sheng himself had been completely silent as if suddenly dead.

Even Moriya, CEO Ou, Da Jiang, and other related personnel remained extrely quiet!

Gradually, various discussions about Golden Wind poured in—

“Hiss—sothing’s off, Little Yellow, what’s going on recently? Why the silence?”

“Yeah, haven’t posted in ages.”

“Definitely strange, by Little Yellow’s usual rhythm, there should be news about the new project now…”

“Did sothing go wrong?”

“Because of forr Kora executive?”

“Possible…”

“But Moriya and Kora broke up peacefully, how could there be trouble?”

“Hey, that Kora tweet… I can see Uekoe Kagemasa’s blood pressure rising even through the screen. This isn’t over…”

“Maybe they’re preparing a new project.”

“What project? Why so secretive?”

“The only projects secretive to this extent I rember are Escape and Sekiro, tightly covered.”

“Hiss—I gotta say, those two projects were both aid at Kora…”

“Damn! You say that, this gets interesting.”

“Hello everyone, I’m new, do we go straight FVK Komina or follow procedure?”

“Go straight, no procedure.”

“@Gu Sheng Sam, Old Thief, DM quietly, are you guys going to FVK KOMINA again?”

“Keeping it all? @Gu Sheng Sam, DM too, thanks…”

For a while!

Rumors about “Golden Wind preparing to strike Kora again” were rampant!

Even reaching Neon, landing on Uekoe Kagemasa’s desk!

“Brewing again? Does Golden Wind’s silence an new moves?”

“When the mountain won’t turn, the water will! Little Yellow is moving again! Will the beleaguered Kora suffer another heavy blow?”

“Although Kora hasn’t had new works since Torii’s failure, Golden Wind’s silence is especially thought-provoking.”

“…”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seeing the rumors on his desk, Uekoe Kagemasa felt his temples throbbed like drums!

No end in sight?

Why does it never end!

Swish—swish—

Uekoe Kagemasa pulled out so pills from a drawer, took two heart pills at once.

Though unwilling to admit it,

Uekoe Kagemasa really felt he might have PTSD about Golden Wind.

“Do we have any projects recently?”

He frowned at his assistant, already a little dazed, lacking confidence.

After all, since the Silent Hill PT feud began,

Golden Wind’s silence like this had only happened twice!

Both tis targeted at Kora!

Oh no, not completely silent.

At least the previous two tis, they had other projects as cover—

Once was To the Moon.

Once was Garden Warfare.

But this ti!

This ti Golden Wind was completely, thoroughly silent!

And this silence made Uekoe Kagemasa even more nervous!

Who knows if they were brewing sothing big!

It was like the calm before the storm, with dark currents stirring, making one shudder!

“We… don’t have any…”

The assistant thought carefully and shook his head.

What joke.

New project?

We’re already overwheld dealing with negative public opinion and struggling to pull back the plumting stock price.

Besides, it’s only been a month since the release of the three big projects—Torii, Wild Slam Dunk, and Hot Rally. How could we develop a new project so fast?

Moreover!

Our three peak studios still had one vacant, not yet ford.

One problem after another.

Just dealing with the ss will keep us busy until next year’s start, no ti for new projects.

“Well then…”

Uekoe Kagemasa frowned deeply, clicking his tongue:

“Pay close attention to Golden Wind’s movents. Better slow than rash. Notify all departnts to hold etings; I need to warn them.”

Everyone was on edge!

Grass and trees seed like enemies!

With Golden Wind’s mysterious silence, a layer of scheming clouds hung over Kora’s head.

Like a Damocles sword, the threat made Uekoe Kagemasa increasingly restless and tossing and turning.

What exactly was Golden Wind planning?

The sudden silence was so strange.

There had to be a trick.

After all, they couldn’t be on vacation…

…

“This is even better than a vacation, damn it!!!”

xico!

Lu Bian sat in a helicopter, wearing sunglasses and headset, looking down over the vast forest below amid the roar of the rotors!

This was central xico.

In this vast, erald-like green wilderness, a black pit was especially eye-catching—

“That’s Swallow Cave, one of the ten most fascinating caves on Earth!”

The accompanying National Geographic staff shouted over the rotor noise, introducing:

“In 2005, to shoot a docuntary for the BBC about unexplored deep caves worldwide, Arsen Schneider strapped a cara to his head and a parachute to his back, and fearlessly jumped into one of the largest caves on the planet!”

“This Swallow Cave is 1400 feet (about 426 ters) deep!”

“If what Mr. Lu said is true, soone daring to parachute from a helicopter into the cave, their survival chance would definitely be less than ten percent!”

Indeed, after hearing the guide’s introduction, Lu Bian sincerely nodded in agreent.

Because looking down from here, the cave’s entrance was only about a fist wide.

To parachute from this height—

Never mind if the timing to open the chute is precise.

Just a slight tilt, and you wouldn’t even open the chute; you’d bury yourself headfirst without needing a grave.

Click clack—

After so filming and recording, Lu Bian finished collecting long-distance footage and waved:

“Let’s go down and take a look—!”

……

“No problem, may I ask, do you want to ski down, or…?”

Alps!

Wearing a ski jacket and anti-glare goggles, Da Jiang looked out.

Mountains stretched in all directions, continuous ranges.

The pure white world undulated endlessly.

Looking down,

a steep slope covered in snow extended all the way to the wild coniferous forest below.

Its terrifying 70-degree angle made one question the saying “the end of skiing is the orthopedist.”

Perhaps those daring to race an avalanche on this wild track, from the mont they step on their skis, have prepared to say goodbye to the world forever.

“…Better not,”

Da Jiang knew the staff were joking but still shivered:

“Not everyone has the courage to conquer nature. Maybe after our project is done, I’ll try to race an avalanche in the virtual world,”

“But for now… I just want to get down safely…”

……

“The safest way down is like us, taking a helicopter, diving into the lake following the waterfall… frankly, that’s basically suicide…”

Angel Falls, Venezuela!

Also called Angel Waterfall!

The cliff was jagged and yellowish-green like cut with knives and axes!

A roaring silver cascade, like a dragon of water descending from the heavens, thundered in the valley.

Its montum was so huge and shocking, it even drowned out the helicopter’s noise!

Moriya Tetsuya was shocked by this magnificent waterfall.

At the sa ti, he was stunned by Gu Sheng’s terrifying extre challenge project!

Because here, players had to complete two challenges simultaneously, naly—

Master of Life: Free rock climbing at Angel Falls, Venezuela

Ultimate Trust: Backward diving at Angel Falls, Venezuela

Here!

The vertical drop was nearly 979 ters, the highest waterfall drop in the world!

As the accompanying staff said!

Whether climbing up from below or jumping down from above, it was tantamount to suicide!

Oh, of course, if soone really survived this, they could be said to have conquered nature and the god of life.

“This is… truly a paradise for rebirth…”

……

“Indeed a paradise, and I almost went to heaven for real.”

Linzhi, China.

Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon.

Looking out at the magnificent canyon, Little Nezha sighed, and Gu Sheng said so.

Counting the days, they had already been in the snowy area for over a week.

But recalling the danger when they first arrived in Rikaze, Gu Sheng couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

With an average altitude of 4000 ters, the air was indeed very thin.

Although he had heard before that in such high-altitude environnts, people with larger lung capacity were more prone to altitude sickness.

But when he got here, he found the situation was extrely serious.

He suffered altitude sickness, but Little Nezha was fine.

Moreover, he never expected the symptoms of oxygen deprivation to be so severe.

Dizziness, nausea, difficulty breathing, even a choking feeling at tis.

Although these extre symptoms were effectively relieved after oxygen therapy at the hospital,

it had frightened Shen Miaomiao, who firmly refused his proposal to go to the Everest base camp.

In the end, the task of filming at Everest base camp fell to Shen Miaomiao.

“Thanks to you, otherwise we wouldn’t have completed the task.”

Sitting in the backyard of the guesthouse,

the sunset gradually faded.

The last rays of light bathed the rolling mountains in a golden glow.

Distant mountains, the Nu River.

The sky here was so clear and enchanting.

The dreamy canyon was like the gentle embrace of a mother, holding the two lazy people close.

Sitting on a long bench, Gu Sheng and Shen Miaomiao each held a cup of hot milk tea, enjoying the sunset.

The filming task had been completed yesterday.

But this place was so leisurely that it made people reluctant to leave.

“Good to hear~”

Faced with Gu Sheng’s praise, Shen Miaomiao happily shook her head:

“So how are you planning to thank ?”

“Ah?”

Gu Sheng raised his eyebrows:

“Isn’t a verbal thank you enough?”

“Hey! You have no sincerity at all!”

Shen Miaomiao was dissatisfied, bumping Gu Sheng with her shoulder:

“No way!”

Gu Sheng chuckled: “Then tell , what kind of thanks do you want?”

“Hmm…”

Shen Miaomiao clicked her tongue, thought for a mont, then stood up:

“Wait a mont.”

Saying that, Shen Miaomiao slipped away.

After a while, she ca back holding an old guitar, handing it to Gu Sheng:

“The boss’s guitar, borrow it, sing a song for !”

Gu Sheng could play guitar; Shen Miaomiao clearly rembered he had said so before.

“Damn,”

Gu Sheng took the guitar, surprised:

“I’m altitude sick!”

“This is just 2800 ters elevation,”

Shen Miaomiao wasn’t fooled and pouted:

“At worst, I’ll take you to oxygen again, big tank this ti!”

Gu Sheng: …

He always felt Little Nezha had so grudge against his health insurance card.

Always trying to max out his card.

Helpless.

Gu Sheng strumd the strings a little and shrugged, looking at Little Nezha: “What do you want to hear today, little madam?”

“Hmm—”

Holding the steaming milk tea, Shen Miaomiao lifted her head and thought, then suddenly smiled with bright teeth at Gu Sheng:

“Just sing ‘Elope.’”