I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 257 - 222 We dont do ordinary games (asking for monthly

Chapter 257: 222 We don’t do ordinary games (asking for monthly tickets)

Chapter 257: 222 We don’t do ordinary games (asking for monthly tickets)

In the days following the shelter incident, things were relatively calm overall.

The various powers seemed to have halted their actions and quietly receded into the shadows.

Members of the Wizard’s Haven Organization began seeking like-minded partners, recruiting wizards into their ranks who weren’t particularly twisted in spirit like madmen, who hadn’t practiced Dark Witchcraft, and who likewise yearned for a normal life.

Lin An truly didn’t bother with these matters.

He was busy in the company every day until late.

For him, Spirit Drawing officially entered a new phase—he began attempting to deconstruct these spirits, rather than simply imitate.

He tried breaking them down into even smaller details and then started from each detail to explore the overall parts.

Thus, the company’s new game development special project team faced the heaviest workload ever.

The team leader, oh, although Lin An had now been promoted to game producer, the special project team still liked to refer to Lin An as the team leader.

Perhaps it was because the base drawings made by Lin An that they needed to optimize were so magical.

It was a kind of adoration for a deity.

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But during this period, the “deity” was a bit less adorable.

The team leader, who used to produce new drafts only after a long period, was now delivering several base drawings every day.

This was clearly more than what the special project team could handle.

It forced them to integrate with the officially established art department and drove more technical personnel to join in.

That day at noon, the young boss came over to ask if Lin An wanted to accompany him to Lu Jiao’s headquarters, but Lin An declined.

“Don’t overwork yourself,” the young boss instructed before leaving, “Your subordinates are barely keeping up with your pace. Game development is a long process; it’s not something that can be achieved overnight.”

Game development is a process where money flows like water every day. The young boss considered himself steady, yet felt that Lin An seemed a bit anxious.

“Are you really not going?” the young boss eventually came over and asked again.

Lin An shifted his gaze from the computer screen, looked up at him, and replied, “Yeah.”

“Alright then~”

The young boss was indeed a little unaccustomed to this.

After all, Lu Jiao’s real headquarters was in the Purgatory World Dimension, which he couldn’t enter on his own, requiring someone to pull him in.

He didn’t like to trouble others because of this, and every time those uncles saw the situation, they would either mock or lecture him.

Very annoying indeed.

This was just a minor ripple, and Lin An refocused his attention on the computer screen.

At the moment, his computer screen was displaying the dynamic image of a character model—a witch dressed in a dark green wizard robe, using a two-meter staff wand to walk and run.

The image of the witch conformed to the standard Western voluptuous aesthetic of the gaming industry, with her figure presenting an extremely exaggerated S-curve. To properly display the standard sensual attire she wore under her wizard robe, the robe itself also appeared a bit tattered.

As she walked and ran, the abundant robes fluttered in the breeze, stretching tantalizingly over her ample legs.

This really wasn’t a big deal—as long as the players find it enjoyable.

The commercial attributes of a game ultimately outweigh the artistic ones; some things can’t be left to the whims of the designers.

But at that moment, Lin An’s brows were deeply furrowed.

He felt that there was something not quite right.

After thinking it over, he zoomed in on the model of the witch running until her chest and abdomen filled the entire 27-inch display, from her neck down to her waist.

He stared closely at that flutter, mobilizing his spirit to assist his fast-paced thoughts.

Having an idea, he got up and went over to the office bookshelf, flipping through a book titled “Armor Movement and Human Body Dynamics,” which was an internal textbook published by Professor Cao during his university tenure.

He quickly found ‘Chapter 9: The Application and Aesthetics of Ribbons on Temple Armors.’

“…In large-scale group combat, the role of a general is often not much different from that of a temple statue, stationed in the central army, providing a sense of stability to the people’s hearts…

“…The use of ribbons on armor is not conducive to combat…

“Its purpose lies in ‘ritual,’ representing a divine majesty under the value system of the time… lofty and esteemed… a delicate combination of the civil and the martial…”

“…As a result, soldiers rarely see generals running around in armor… calm and steady…”

“Therefore, the design of ribbons on armor targets three scenarios: sitting, walking, and riding.”

The book section not only described this, but also included some photographs of Professor Cao wearing armor and ribbons in these three scenarios.

The ribbons varied.

Some were red silk tied into a flower knot, while others were wide, embroidered silk bands.

Honestly, Lin An had only seen this kind of thing on temple statues; in real life TV shows, such things simply weren’t done, with generals always charging at the forefront, sword in hand.

But these were not considerations for Lin An, who carefully observed the shapes and flow of the ribbons on Professor Cao’s armor.

Then he compared them to the movements of the swaying fruit on the computer screen, leading the movement of the thin garments.

Soon, he had his answer.

Rhythm.

The rhythm was off!

He swiftly returned to his desk and sat down, gazing at the somewhat tattered garments, shaking his head.

The modeling before him was a standard commercial model, qualifying in all aspects, and even the fluttering effect supported by the engine could be considered excellent.