MTL - Say Yes To Making Bad Games, What the Hell is Titanfall?-Chapter 77 Let players help us make games

  Chapter 77 Let players help us make games

  Shen Miaomiao was moved with compassion after all.

  In her eyes, Lao Gu has always looked calm, like the sun at noon, like the breeze in early spring.

  In gentleness, with firm strength.

   It seems that in the game development industry, nothing can stop him.

  No matter what kind of weird requests and opinions, he can come at his fingertips.

  Using his astonishing inspiration and ideas, he weaves wonderful game worlds and dedicates them to this world.

However.

   is such a supernova born to belong to the game industry.

  At this moment, because Xuan Fa is not as good as others, he is secretly sad here.

   It looks like a lost look of "manpower can't do it, success or failure is days".

  The 'culprit' who caused all this is Shen Miaomiao!

   It's her who has been holding back the announcement of the game!

   It's her, who has been avoiding publicity!

   It was she who caused the supernova who was once complacent, but now here because of her powerlessness, she is full of melancholy, and she uses smoke to relieve her sorrow!

  I'm guilty, I—!

  The more Shen Miaomiao thought about it, the more guilty she felt, the more she couldn't bear it, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had gone too far!

   What am I doing?

  I'm simply killing a seedling that should have grown into a towering tree!

  Damn me! !

  Think here!

  Shen Miaomiao set her heart straight, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, leaving the system and the hundred times card behind!

  Even if I don't want rebates, I won't see you so melancholy if I give up the billion!

  Say it!

   Today, do we still have a chance to make up for our mistakes?

  Next second!

   Seeing that Gu Sheng didn't seem to have any thought process, he flicked a cigarette ash, and opened his mouth to say:

   "Yes, I have already prepared."

   Hey I'm stupid? ? ?

  The sudden sincerity almost flashed Shen Miaomiao's waist.

no…?

  Wait, wait, wait!

  Why the **** do I feel like something is wrong?

  Shen Miaomiao scratched her head, feeling that her brain was overloaded.

  Looked at Gu Sheng, but at this moment, the grandson's face no longer had any trace of melancholy.

   Something is wrong! Nine out of ten things are wrong!

"Well…?"

  Shen Miaomiao's complexion changed, with some uncertainty, she asked hesitantly:

   "What do you mean... You have already prepared?"

   "Fearless sniping will affect our sales,"

  Gu Sheng pointed to the game screen that was still going on on the screen, shrugged and said:

"Two months ago, as soon as the China Entertainment Electronics Fair ended, Fearless Sniper announced that the ticket was skipped. Isn't the meaning obvious? It must be for our second-generation FPS setting. Didn't you think that Bar?"

   Say it.

  Gu Sheng patted his forehead again, with a look of understanding:

   "Oh, that's right, you shouldn't have thought of it, after all, you were just hanging out with Chu Dami at that time."

Why? I'm so...

  Shen Miaomiao frowned.

   Did he scold me for not doing my job properly? Is he attacking me in yin and yang? right? !

  Shen Miaomiao felt her blood pressure go up a bit.

Then!

  She found that she was still young after all, and her blood pressure came up early.

  Because next, in order to let Shen Miaomiao understand the whole story, Gu Sheng told her the situation at the China Entertainment Electronics Fair that day—

  Including the moment she left, friends and businessmen gathered around... Shark anchor visit... Her own MFGA slogan... The cheers of the audience and the rush of interviews from all the media, etc.

   “…oh yeah, speaking of which, I’ve been meaning to ask you a question,”

  Gu Sheng stubbed out the cigarette, and looked at Shen Miaomiao with doubts:

   "That day in the exhibition hall, why did you comfort me? Did you listen to what others said? I was too tired that day, and I really didn't have the strength to ask you..."

  Shen Miaomiao:...

   "...you wait and I will, I should take medicine."

   After finishing speaking, Shen Miaomiao stood up tremblingly, walked out of Gu Sheng's office while leaning on the wall.

  Seeing this, Gu Sheng stood up with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

   Bang Dang.

  Shen Miaomiao staggered and almost fell to the ground.

  He waved back his hand tremblingly: "...I am brainless."

   Get out of the office!

   Looking at Shen Miaomiao again, her face turned green!

  She only felt that her temples on both sides were throbbing, the veins on her forehead were bulging, and her blood pressure was soaring!

  The day we co-authored... Gu Sheng wasn't disappointed at all!

   It’s not like becoming a salted fish that lost its dream!

  It was simply because he was tired that he was like a dead dog, slumped on the ground and refused to get up!

   It is precisely because of this!

  The three of them, as if they hadn't had enough food for eight hundred years, they cooked food vigorously!

   It is not "turning grief and anger into appetite" at all!

  Gu Sheng, ah, Gu Sheng—!

  Thinking of this, Shen Miaomiao couldn't help but sigh in her heart!

  You **** damn you—! !

   I spent ten minutes in my office!

  Shen Miaomiao returned to Gu Sheng's office with a cup of steaming medicinal soup.

   "What is this?" Gu Cheng glanced at the medicine in Shen Miaomiao's hand.

   "Motherwort granule," Shen Miaomiao rolled her eyes, and raised her glass to Gu Sheng: "Take a sip?"

"no…"

  Gu Sheng waved his hands again and again:

   "I don't have that function."

  Puff Chi—

  Gu Sheng's cold humor finally made Shen Miaomiao laugh out loud.

   Then he blew on the charge, and asked:

   "So, you already know that Fearless Sniper will be launched after us, and you have already been mentally prepared?!"

   "Ah, yes," Gu Sheng nodded logically: "If there is no such thing as a pre-judgment, I have failed too much as the director."

   "Then why did you make such a melancholy expression when you were watching the live broadcast just now?"

  Shen Miaomiao was startled, and even suspected that Gu Sheng was playing her.

   "Oh hey, you said this, hehe,"

  Gu Sheng laughed out loud:

   "I just think that they copied the second-generation FPS into this imitation, which is an insult to our game creativity, and I'm sorry for the industrial level of this game, it's like—"

   "The **** pot is trimmed with gold."

  Shen Miaomiao:...

  Okay, I’m also really brain-dead, and I actually believed in your turtle son’s evil.

   Drink up the motherwort in your hand!

  A warm current flowed from top to bottom, penetrating through the chest and abdomen, finally making Shen Miaomiao a little more comfortable.

   Then asked: "So, what is your countermeasure?"

  Seeing that Gu Sheng had regained his usual confidence, Shen Miaomiao knew that this time the investment might be in danger.

  However, she still wanted to die to understand.

   Seeing Gu Sheng ponder for a while, he then said, "Let the players help us make the game."

   "Huh? Players... make games?"

  Shen Miaomiao didn't understand:

"What's the meaning?"

   "Literally," Gu Sheng said: "We hire players and let them contribute to the game of Left 4 Dead and enrich the content of the game."

  Shen Miaomiao seemed to understand a bit: "It's like you hired an outsourced team from a game factory?"

   "About right,"

  Gu Sheng nodded:

   “The only difference is that we need to pay to hire outsourced teams, but to hire players…”

   "We don't give money."

I! Zhuo!

   What a dangerous statement this is!

  Shen Miaomiao felt her scalp go numb, kicked her little feet on the ground, and slid out with her chair, keeping a safe distance from Gu Sheng.

Appeared! capitalist! I rely on!

  Shen Miaomiao felt that Gu Sheng deserved to die even more.

   Immediately afterwards, he stood up and looked out the French windows.

  Seeing Shen Miaomiao's appearance, Gu Sheng couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing?"

   "I'm looking for a light pole,"

  Shen Miaomiao turned her head, eyes full of righteousness of the working class:

   "Are you picking skins every week? Let players give you free jobs?"

   "Ah, yes,"

  Unexpectedly, instead of being ashamed at all, Gu Sheng also admitted that geography should:

   "In fact, in the game of Left 4 Dead, we can introduce some more full-sensing technologies, add smell or enhance tactile perception,"

   "But, we didn't,"

   "We saved the money and joined forces with the Game Technology Department to develop a separate module in the game,"

   "Thanks to the support of the data encryption technology in the somatosensory cabin and the strong cooperation of the Art and Games Technology Department,"

   "We can allow everyone to participate in the secondary creation of the game and write mods without guaranteeing that it is not open source,"

   "Including the replacement of gun models, character models, item models, music effect replacement, brand new player-made maps, and even the addition of game modes, etc.,"

   "On the premise of ensuring the safety of our exclusive feel adjustment data, let players use their imagination as much as possible. In this game, customize everything they want,"

   "You can understand it as a custom customization, but usually, we call this module—"

  “[Creative Workshop]”

   Oh Huo—

  Although Gu Sheng's description sounds very touching, the imagination and creativity that day were unrestricted made the matter of "customization" sound very cool!

   Even, if it is really like what he said, the creative workshop model will take shape one day.

  The whole game may usher in a higher heat.

but!

  In the sugar-coated words, it was not difficult for Shen Miaomiao to recognize two words—

   Whoring for nothing!

   Letting players generate electricity for love... Shen Miaomiao really has no hope.

   You know, making games is not playing games!

   Code writing, model building, BUG modification.

  Each item is boring!

  How can there be players who are full and give you free part-time jobs!

  In this world, there has never been such a capitalist game addition.

  So Shen Miaomiao couldn't even imagine how there would be someone so idle in the world who would be willing to enrich resources for a game regardless of pay.

but!

   Isn't this good news for me!

  The corners of Shen Miaomiao's mouth couldn't help but curl up again.

  Originally, she thought that Lao Gu could come up with some amazing high-end operation to turn the tide. Without sufficient budget, he went against the sky and defeated the announcement with a massive fearless sniper attack.

   It turns out!

  It's just a wishful thinking plan!

  Thinking of this, Shen Miaomiao felt much more at ease.

"Um-"

  Shen Miaomiao nodded, affirming Gu Sheng's narcissistic attitude:

   "Hearing what you said, I feel that this mode seems to be quite promising. When will it be officially launched?"

   "According to the current progress..."

  Gu Sheng smacked his lips:

   "Probably tomorrow night."

  Actually, the creative workshop module of Left 4 Dead has passed the test, and theoretically it can be used online.

   But before going online, as an official, Gu Sheng and the others must first stuff some mods into it as a demonstration guide.

  For example, make some skins for the weapons, change the explosion effect of the homemade grenade, change the clothes for the four protagonists, and so on.

   Overall, the changes are not big, mainly for display purposes.

  As for what players will use this thing for...

  Gu Sheng, who used to be a model of Miku, held a fire unicorn, and used a gold-plated wakayaku crack mang to pierce corpses, and killed Thomas the Train, said—

   I don't know, it all depends on the mental state of the players.

  …

  《Forty thousand copies sold on the first day! Fearless sniper deserves to be the light of domestic production! "

  《The real king is coming! Guangyao Games leads the single-day game sales list! "

  《Perfect shooting mode! Fearless sniper innovative gameplay redefines FPS! "

  《MFGA is being realized, but not the wind of gold》

   "Fearless sniper crushes the stage, the road to survival is full of decline"

  《…》

  Shenzhou, the headquarters of Guangyao Game Studio.

  Ding Kai couldn't help being overjoyed looking at the media reports!

  As he said before, as long as the announced money is in place, no one can resist Shun Teng's offensive.

   It doesn't matter what kind of supernova you are, or what kind of genius designer you are.

  Facing the real capital flow, you are just a stepping stone, a stone that has been stepped on by Guangyao Games.

  Sold 40,000 copies on the first day!

   Fully crushed the Road to Survival by nearly 10,000!

  Such an impressive sales volume is worthy of the volume and investment of its large-scale game!

  Seeing his immediate superior laughing with satisfaction, Fang Hongwei was also overjoyed. He poured tea and water for Ding Kai, and said:

"Next, we will further in-depth publicity and distribution, continue to erode the market share of Golden Wind, and at the same time intensify publicity to stabilize the market spread of our 1+2 shooting mode, gradually replace the definition of the so-called second-generation FPS, and integrate it Renamed as - RFPS game (RealityFirst-personshootinggame)."

   This is the classic tactic of Shun Teng's game.

  First, borrow the core of a game, use it for your own use, and localize it.

  After that, through layers of publicity and penetration, while suppressing the original works, gradually tampering and distorting the title of the original game, and recreating a vocabulary to name the core gameplay that I copied.

   In this way, day after day, year after year.

   Gradually, the original game will be completely eaten away by them, and it will be gradually forgotten by most players.

  Then, they will be able to justifiably bring this newly named "Xunteng's self-developed original game type" to the table, complete the whitewashing, and replace it.

"good,"

  After listening to Fang Hongwei's skillful arrangement, Ding Kai nodded in satisfaction:

   "Just do it like this, and pay attention to the matter of poaching people, and get it done earlier and be more practical."

   "Don't worry,"

  While talking, Fang Hongwei raised a teacup to drink with Ding Kai:

   "The overall situation has been decided, other things will definitely come to fruition, haha..."

Yes.

  Although it is only the second day of the release of Dauntless Sniper, the weekly sales of the two games have not yet been released.

  However, the two dared to drink champagne at halftime.

  Because it has always been!

  As long as the game is overwhelmed by them in this way, there will be no time to raise its head again!

   And this time, it is no exception!

  The crushing of sales on the first day will inevitably mean that the gap between the two parties will widen. The only thing waiting for the golden wind is the market!

   This is the confidence of Guangyao Studio, and it is also the confidence of the entire Xunteng game!

  Next…

  The two drank the tea in their cups and raised their glasses.

  Just wait and see the slow death of Left 4 Dead...

  (end of this chapter)