Chapter 289: Chapter 186 Desperate Ga (First Update)_2
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng felt it necessary to check on it.
After organizing everything, he returned to the studio after the May Day holiday and handed over the USB drive processed with Immortal Spell to Huang Ping and the others.
“I did a frawork over the weekend, Huang Ping, why don’t you refine it according to your own ideas?”
Then, he looked at Lin Nan and said, “This ga will involve so mini-gas, you’ll design them.”
“Okay.”
Lin Nan imdiately nodded, then asked cautiously, “What’s the principle of the design?”
“Make the ga a little more relaxed, just don’t make it too despairing.”
“…Hmm?”
Upon hearing this requirent, Lin Nan was utterly perplexed.
What kind of ga would be so despair-inducing that it required mini-gas for adjustnt?
In the end, he seed to rember sothing and said to everyone, “I forgot to ntion, this ga’s genre is horror, so we’re not going to sell it dostically but rather choose an international platform for its release. Mr. Shen will invite a person in charge from a foreign publisher to coordinate. Once you’re about done, we can get in touch with them.”
Knowing that this ga was actually targeting the international market, Huang Ping beca excited.
Fang Cheng Studio’s gas had a great reputation dostically, but since Fang Cheng was not very interested in the international market, there had been no such arrangents.
Dostic gas were, after all, quite weak; being able to appear in the international market and show one’s strength was the dream of every ga developer aspiring to create successful ho-grown titles.
The thought of being able to showcase his talent on an international stage thrilled Huang Ping!
He downloaded and ran the ga Fang Cheng had provided, full of anticipation, and started quite relaxed.
The na was pretty decent this ti, “Heavenly Demon” had the right feel for a horror ga, and translated conveniently into English.
But as for the content…
It seed the boss had misunderstood the the again.
Although it was a horror ga, Fang Cheng seed to have gone against several key points of horror gas.
Recent horror gas focus on being weaponless, to emphasize the player’s sense of powerlessness, but “Heavenly Demon” started the protagonist off with imnse power, making it feel more like an exhilarating ga.
It felt good using a PC, starting off running on the ground was quite ordinary, but once you learned to ‘Ride the wind and control the sword,’ the ga’s temperant imdiately improved.
Once the Sword Pill was wrapped, the sword light took off, and the speed and thrill of breaking through the air made Huang Ping unable to stop. He beca more certain that this was indeed an exhilarating ga.
The appearance of Demons did scare him montarily, but seeing how easily he sliced them to pieces, Huang Ping thought to himself, “Exactly as expected.”
This ga was indeed an exhilarating one.
“Monkey, this ga is pretty…”
Facing Monkey sitting beside him, he was about to comnt on how thrilling the ga was, but then he turned to see Monkey nervously staring at the screen, continuously operating it.
“What’s wrong with you guys?” Huang Ping asked, puzzled.
“You can’t, damn it, you just can’t!” Monkey couldn’t help but mutter.
“So, what’s going on?” Huang Ping was even more confused, “Xiao Douzi?”
Xiao Douzi, usually as silent as a clay statue when playing gas, was now wide-eyed, muttering the very sa words as Monkey, “You can’t, damn it, you just can’t!”
“Does that phrase have so deep aning?”
Knowing his colleagues were better gars than he was, and presumably further in progress, Huang Ping could only turn around with confusion and continue playing.
Soon, he experienced his first betrayal.
He thought he was happily heading ho, only to discover a massacre upon his arrival.
Under the bright sky, the sight of the ravaged village was bleak; he had good relations with every villager who now had been cleanly shredded, leaving Huang Ping with a chill down his spine as waves of despair and fear washed over him.
Especially when he saw that the terrifying monster actually bore the face of his childhood friend, he suddenly realized, knowing that this monster was in fact his childhood friend transford.
But what fault was there in his childhood friend?
She was rely contaminated by poison and helplessly turned into a monster.
Sadder still, he was without the strength even to seek vengeance.
The monster before him was not on the sa level as those from before; as satisfying as it had been to beat the monsters, it was just as satisfying for the monster to beat him.
In a daze, he felt that it was no longer the protagonist being beaten, but himself, with each punch bringing him intense real pain, leaving him unable to fight back.
After being defeated by the monster, the ga did not end. However, because it was his childhood friend, the monster ultimately still controlled him to flee, leaving behind Huang Ping, battered and powerless, sprawled on the ground.
“Monkey…” Huang Ping couldn’t help but ask.
“I’ve tried it, it can be beaten,” Monkey said, staring at the screen. He didn’t need to look back to know what Huang Ping wanted to ask; “But it’s useless, after that the path is different, but dead is dead.”
Because of different actions, the plot branched here with Huang Ping’s protagonist embarking on a path to pursue his childhood friend after recovery, while Monkey’s protagonist set out on a journey of self-improvent to eliminate more demons.
The multi-branch setup provided various possibilities for the ga, which also led Huang Ping to believe there must be a way to save everything.
So, they read docunts to perfect the ga while hoping to use the ga chanics to avoid the various tragic endings.
They soon discovered that the ga was the very embodint of malice.
It was especially adept at playing with the player’s emotions. Every ti Huang Ping felt a glimr of hope, a greater tragedy would strike head-on, plunging him into even greater despair.
However, compared to Monkey and Xiao Douzi, he felt he was still okay.
This ga was absolutely unparalleled in ssing with one’s state of mind. The stronger the player’s abilities, the more tragedies they encountered, while the weaker players could recuperatively get through so events and suffer less severe ntal impacts.
After playing through one-third, Huang Ping said he could not take it anymore.
In that mont, he felt that players in China should build a temple of life for Fang Cheng, thankful that this thing was not directly released dostically, but instead went to tornt players abroad.
He believed that after playing this ga, they would surely understand what a heart-wrenching masterpiece is and what qualifies as a ga of the year for healing.
Especially after learning that the script was actually written by Tang Mo, Huang Ping decided that if he ever got the chance, he would send Tang Mo a blade in the mail to thank him for writing such a great script.
After roughly playing through the ga, Lin Nan also understood why Fang Cheng was so insistent that the mini-ga play should be as relaxing as possible and alleviate players’ emotions.
Just looking at the darkness level of the plot, without so relaxing mini-gas, it truly wouldn’t be alleviated.
However, she also understood that these mini-gas were rely like drinking poison to quench thirst.
After drinking the sweet nectar, there was still the despair of the story to experience and the malice from the entire world.
The nectar served just as a line of defense against the horror of the world, and in comparison, the ga’s horror beca even more profound.
Forgive , unnad players abroad.
After ntally apologizing to the players abroad, Lin Nan continued making mini-gas and couldn’t help but lant how fun her own mini-gas were, how light the content was, and how amusing the dialogue within them was, which seed to make the main storyline even more tragic.
Before they knew it, the follow-up work on the ga was nearing its end.
After experiencing the initial despair, Huang Ping was now sowhat immune to horror gas.
Jumpy horror gas couldn’t scare him anymore, and he could even find humor in most horror comics after undergoing real despair, he didn’t care anymore.
The ga was also close to being perfected, with all aspects balanced, but one question still remained unanswered for Huang Ping.
What was the ga’s Easter egg?
Fang Cheng Studio’s gas were always known for hiding Easter eggs, but this ti he could not find any, nor had Fang Cheng ntioned it, presumably it was a ga-changing Easter egg.
Compared to before, Huang Ping particularly hoped that this Easter egg would appear soon, otherwise, the protagonist was just too miserable.
However, the search for the Easter egg had to co to a halt soon, because the Prussian publisher introduced by Mr. Shen had finally arrived.
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