Chapter 968: Chapter 532: The Guys in the Dark Chapter 968: Chapter 532: The Guys in the Dark “`
“From twelve to three, then from three to six, and now you say nine, three points and another three points, it’s already ten o’clock, Old Thief!”
“Having watched all the way through, I’m surprisingly not tired because the mont I close my eyes, I can see four developers staring at . And while the excitent is theirs, all I have is fear.”
“This ga is sothing else; I still haven’t seen any repeated anomalies. As expected of the Living Immortal’s ga, there is always a great depth crafted in so areas.”
“At first, I thought the Old Man’s antics were quite amusing. But after actually playing a round myself, I feel that the Old Man is pretty aweso. How does he manage not to wet his pants?”
“Question the Old Man, beco the Old Man, surpass the Old Man.”
“I’ve tried it too, so let just say this, is there a possibility, just a possibility, that the Old Man is actually pretty aweso and professional?”
Wang Say Gas never expected the recognition he had always desired to be realized within “Room No. 9.”
His eyes now bloodshot, he stared intently at the surrounding office as if he were going to devour everything in it.
Twelve hours!
He had been trapped here for twelve hours!
There were supposedly only nine levels, and if one were to rush ahead without thinking, the probability was just one in 2 to the 9th power, rely 1 in 512.
But sothing was off with this ga!
For the first ti, Wang discovered that a small ga could actually read player inputs, aning he was destined to fail if he didn’t search diligently.
However, the variety of anomalies in this ga was too vast to exhaustively find them all; at least Wang hadn’t found any repeats in dozens of attempts.
If it were just a matter of different anomalies, that would be acceptable, but the problem now is that the anomalies here are terrifying.
The developers’ gazes from before were just an appetizer, facial features turning into a clock face were just a small course, human figures collapsing, sotis revealing code within felt like breaking the fourth wall, and a computer screen suddenly full of “death” characters was considered quite a common phenonon.
Inside “Room No. 9,” Wang experienced every classic horror segnt he could think of from all the horror gas, with various horror elents continuously bombarding his nerves, yet he still had to keep watching.
When he finally made it through the stages and reached Room 0, he burst into tears upon seeing the white door that appeared before him.
This wasn’t his first ti clearing a ga from Fang Cheng Studio, but this was definitely the ti he felt the greatest sense of achievent.
Reflecting on his past dozen or so hours of gaming experience, he realized he had been jumping from one terrifying atmosphere to another.
He would spend a few minutes in each room, and the smaller the room number was, the longer he agonized.
Do the potted plants in the corner look a bit off?
Is the color of that cat questionable?
Was that the pose the four developers had before?
Should I look back again, but what if they’re watching when I do?
In the end, even normal scenes felt sowhat abnormal to him, leading him to continuously question himself and, consequently, miss his chances of clearing the ga.
The ga’s clearing screen was very simple, just a black background with white text telling him that he had cleared the ga.
Beneath the clearing screen was the production thod for “Room No. 9” published by Fang Cheng, indicating that everyone can create their own “Room 9 like ga.”
Compared to the effort he put in throughout the process, this ending could only be described as perfunctory, but Wang didn’t care anymore.
Leaving the ga behind, Wang sat in his chair, taking gentle breaths.
The live streaming room also beca unusually quiet, and the audience, who were usually just there for fun, showed their concern for Wang for the first ti, saying: “Wang, take a break. You’re tired today.”
“I watched from the beginning to the end, Wang really worked hard.”
“This ga seems pretty simple, but it’s quite difficult and it can read inputs; it’s really not easy.”
“And since each anomaly is different and can’t be morized, Wang is indeed pretty aweso.”
“I’ve made up my mind, for the next few days I’m going to truly respect the Old Man.”
“You won’t even deign to call him Wang!”
Wang then quietly rested for a while before starting to contemplate how to summarize this ga.
He admitted that he got a little too imrsed in the ga.
However, coming back to his senses, he realized that the ga’s quality could only be considered average; it felt more like sothing Fang Cheng whipped up as a casual project, presumably taking no more than ten minutes.
The construct was very simple, and the content was just dynamic spot-the-difference, but the potential anomalies that could appear at any ti were both frightening and arousing curiosity about what kind of anomalies would co next.
Soon, Wang discovered another characteristic of “Room No. 9.”
It was very simple.
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“Just build a scene, put in a normal scenario, and then you can leave it alone,”
The latest feature of the ga allowed it to change continuously according to its features, and the developer only needed to perform a check.
Although simple, if combined with a variety of scenarios, many interesting gas could also be created.
And if expanded further, adding elents like plot, romance, growth, etc., then the ga would beco different again.
Thinking this, Wang felt an itch above his neck, as if he was about to grow a brain.
As a ga section UP master, had he not dreamt of making a ga himself?
But the waters of ga developnt were too deep, around him, there were UP masters who burned six million in a year but ended up with nothing, so who beca millionaires and then saw their assets disappear overnight, so who sold several buildings but didn’t create a single splash, and so who worked four or five years only to end up with just a PPT.
There were also those who, with great difficulty, created gas, but in the end, had very few players.
Yet these people were not the unluckiest; the most unfortunate were those who created gas and then had them swiftly plagiarized, ultimately leaving the stage in despondency.
The waters of ga production, truly too deep.
It was precisely because he’d seen too many such examples, that even though the cost of ga production in “Nebula” was extrely low, he still did not dare to try, fearing to gain the confidence that he could create gas.
However, after playing “Room No. 9,” he felt like he really could do it.
After repeatedly confirming that this wasn’t just his own illusion, Wang decided to get started and make a ga similar to Room No. 9 and use it to test the waters.
Following the production thods left by Fang Cheng on the completion screen, Wang began to build scenes, integrate APIs, and introduce anomalies into the ga. In less than half an hour, he completed his gaming career’s maiden work, “The Anchor’s Room.”
The ga adopted the sa gaplay as “Room No. 9,” where players needed to cycle through a room belonging to a broadcaster, detect anomalies, and ultimately leave the room.
During the ga developnt process, Wang stread the entire event live, and this type of ga developnt thod was also learned by the players in his stream.
“Is it really this smooth? Just build a scene, and then set so paraters, and you can make this type of ga?”
“Wouldn’t this infringe [on soone’s rights]?”
“No, the Living Immortal disclosed this type of ga production thod at the end and even provided the templates, so it’s clear that they don’t mind at all.”
“This is vision… I now believe in the existence of the God of Gas.”
“Stop talking, I also want to make this type of ga now.”
Under the players’ watch, Wang personally tested the ga he had made and then discovered it was quite fun.
To be exact, it wasn’t that the ga he made was enjoyable but rather the ga template proposed by Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng seed to be playing with sothing very new; he cleverly made the current ga characteristics part of the ga and then allowed players to use this feature and create their own gas.
So what was Fang Cheng trying to do by doing this?
After trying to ponder Fang Cheng’s idea, Wang felt that Fang Cheng seed to be intentionally guiding the players towards sothing, but he didn’t know whether his thoughts were correct.
But one thing he knew for sure was that “Room No. 9” would entice players to continue learning how to make gas and greatly broaden their approach to ga developnt, letting them know that a ga could be very fun even without a complex plot or an excellent nurical system.
Indeed, just as Wang had predicted.
“Room No. 9” beca explosively popular at an incredibly fast pace, then like dandelion fluff, burned out just as quickly.
After all, no matter how much ti the ga killed, those with good eyesight could complete it within an hour, after which the fun of the ga would decrease significantly.
But after the craze of “Room No. 9” passed, the craze for “Room 9-like gas” instead began.
A mass of gas similar to Room No. 9 sprouted up like bamboo shoots after rain, and variations of Room No. 9 continually erged.
“Your Room” first utilized the player’s computer webcam. It captured the player’s room, then intelligently built a nearly identical scene, making the ga feel more lifelike and the horror atmosphere even denser.
“Underworld Train” moved the scene onto a train and told a story through constant reincarnation. The gaplay and the story’s the “Hell” complented each other, raising the depth of the ga by a notch.
“The Inescapable Room” added so comic elents to the ga, incorporating puzzles and item hunts into the gaplay and further broadening how the ga could be played.
A feast of gaming had once again begun, but different from before, this ti the players were both producers and consurs. Their dual roles brought them double the fun in this process, commonly known as a win-win situation.
And Fang Cheng’s goal was achieved.
Every ti a player discovered an anomaly, they were helping him clear out a possibility here, and the potentially dangerous possibilities were dispelled through the players’ efforts, which made the boss increasingly recognize Fang Cheng’s prowess.
Look at that, this is professionalism!
Amidst an atmosphere of healthy growth, there were those who were unhappy.
Watching the battleship that was still sailing normally, the civilization sniping from the shadows beca unsettled.
What’s the deal with these guys?
Why can they still move forward?
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