Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by Coldtaco
Edited by Aelryinth
His first attempt resulted in a score of 0. This was the first ti Qiu Hengyang had encountered a situation like this.
After the bird died, a Ga Over overlay appeared, along with Qiu Hengyang’s current and best scores... both of which were zero. Underneath that was the leaderboard, displaying — where his current rank was supposed to be. It was likely that his score was too low to be entered into the leaderboards.
Other than that, Qiu Hengyang had noticed the upper fourth of the screen was blank, and had the words Ad Space written on it.
Qiu Hengyang nodded: these words had changed his opinion of designer number Seven.
Qiu Hengyang was the founder of , and had been actively researching video gas. Therefore, he valued the comrcial model and value of gas.
Many entry-level video ga designers who have not been in the industry have the quirk of not considering the comrcial model of their ga during design.
In reality, a designer should think of the best comrcial model for their ga from the beginning.
As for casual gas like this, they could consider between making it a paid app or serving advertisents. Different ways of profit could greatly affect the performance of their ga on the market.
This designer had left a space for ads, showing that they knew the importance of comrcial value, much better than designers who spend their ti on insignificant problems...
Tapping the screen again restarted the ga.
This ti Qiu Hengyang prepared himself, tapping on the screen non-stop. However, the flight path of the stupid bird was too hard to control. Qiu Hengyang managed to clear two pipes before crashing head first into the third one.
“Freaking damn it!” Qiu Hengyang was not willing to give up, so he went for another attempt.
After five minutes, Qiu Hengyang had already restarted dozens of tis.
As expected, it was easy to die in this ga. Even if they put all their concentration in the ga, it was possible for them to die within a few seconds.
Furthermore, after dying, another tap would restart the ga. There wasn’t any need to consider if they wanted to, before they knew it they had played many rounds.
Qiu Hengyang’s best score was 12, a score that he had achieved by giving his all.
After trying a dozen more tis, he finally managed to push the score up to 14, feeling like he was unable to think straight.
Qiu Hengyang noticed that after that attempt his ranking on the leaderboards had moved up to sixth at the end screen.
He tapped on the ranking and out ca a leaderboard, sorted by highest to lowest score.
Of course, the nas on the leaderboard were all in the format of ‘GuestXXXXX’. Chen Mo couldn’t have everyone create an account, as it would adversely affect the gaming experience.
However, the players were allowed to change their nas freely on the leaderboard.
Qiu Hengyang scrolled down and was shocked to find out the leaderboard had five hundred and forty-three people on it!
-Five hundred players out of seven hundred in the audience? No way! How is that possible?-
Qiu Hengyang thought that the majority wouldn’t find a ga like this interesting. The number of people interested in a simple tapping ga like this had exceeded his expectations.
Qiu Hengyang couldn’t help feeling satisfied, ranking sixth out of five hundred or so people. This was a result to be proud of!
Qiu Hengyang tapped on his account na and changed it to his real na.
But before that, he scrolled down the leaderboards again, noticing that it was constantly shuffling. It looked like it was updated quite frequently, possibly every five to ten seconds.
After seeing the shuffling of the leaderboard, Qiu Hengyang couldn’t help but feel that the ga was quite lively.
Scrolling upwards shocked him, it revealed the first place player with a score of forty-seven!
-Holy shit!-
Qiu Hengyang felt like dying. How did they do that? What kind of psychopath got a score of forty-seven? Did they cheat?
The top players hadn’t changed their nas, likely because they hadn’t discovered the feature.
Qiu Hengyang wasn’t happy with his asly fourteen. He was in sixth place for now, but he could be knocked down at any ti.
“I’ll play for another five minutes. Then I’ll try the other gas.”
After closing the leaderboard, Qiu Hengyang was ready to play hard.
——
Ten minutes passed quickly and the effects of the Super Focuser ended.
“What an unexpected ga... How did I spend so much ti on that? Damn it.”
A middle-aged man with glasses closed FlappyBird. A popup had appeared: Would you recomnd this ga to others?
The man hesitated for a bit and pressed Recomnd.
It was hard to explain objectively but it was probably an ‘I can’t be the only one going through this torture” ntality.
Up till now, FlappyBird had five hundred and eighty-nine people on its leaderboard and had no signs of slowing down.
This was because of the inherent crowd ntality of humans. So of them saw their friends or family playing it, competing to get a high score. Furthermore, upon seeing that many others in the audience were playing the ga, others felt compelled to try the ga out, even without the effects of the Super Focuser acting on them.
After the effects of the Super Focuser expired, the majority of players quit the ga. However, a small portion of those chose to not recomnd the ga;The remaining others recomnded it.
As for the players still playing, they were still trying to grind out their high score.
Lin Hai noticed the Shi Huazhe didn’t look too well, asking out of concern, “What’s wrong, feeling unwell?”
“Oh, it’s nothing,” he replied, shaking his head.
Lin Hai noticed that Shi Huazhe’s eyes were glistening, and he was trying to hide it. Lin Hai couldn’t help but be curious.
In the end, he glanced at Shi Huazhe’s screen. On it was the results screen of FlappyBird: Score: 4, High Score: 4.
Lin Hai quickly looked away, barely holding in his laughter. It seed that Shi Huazhe was angry because of that. Fair enough, he had been playing for ten minutes to achieve a high score of 4. That score wasn’t even in the top two hundred, anyone would be mad!
Sensibly, Lin Hai chose to not pry into it...
——
The ga experience round continued. The whole round was an hour long, and only ten minutes or so had passed.
Of the seven hundred people in the audience, almost six hundred of them had played FlappyBird. However, only a small portion of those were still pushing on; others chose to play other gas.
Chen Mo wasn’t worried. When the emcee was introducing the other gas, he learned the abilities of his competitors, and most of them were barely competitive.
Other than a handful of works that were passable, the others weren’t even comparable to his FlappyBird.
Put it this way: the gas had better graphics, resources, and content compared to FlappyBird. But in terms of gaplay and speed of spreading?
-I’m not targeting anyone specifically, but what I’m saying is that everyone here is garbage!-
Indeed, when trying other gas, most of the audience quickly closed them, and reopened FlappyBird.
Not saying that the ga was fun, the most important part was grinding the high score!
Why not say that the ga was infectious. It did get stale after playing for a while. It was also quite boring, and most importantly, torturous! But after just closing it for five minutes, the desire to reopen the ga ca back.
Chen Mo knew this from the reactions of the audience. Now, he only worried about the judges.
If the judges all rejected the ga and disqualified him, it would still be over!
However, as long as one of the judges acknowledged his ga, first place would definitely be his!
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