My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1004 - 584: Stay True to Your Original Aspiration

Chapter 1004: Chapter 584: Stay True to Your Original Aspiration

"The game plan is flawless, but I think the ways players can die are a bit monotonous." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

[Is the focus really on how they die though...]

"You could add some ending scenes based on the NPC’s occupation and traits. For example, the chemistry teacher could poison someone, and the swimming coach could drown someone in the pool...

Or imagine someone romantically enjoying the city night view on a rooftop, when suddenly a darkened female NPC shoves them off the building... The point is to add some unexpected and surprising elements."

[Hey, hey! That’s more of a shock than a surprise...]

"Even the character movements can be customized. This game’s world is quite liberating... No, it might be exaggeratedly so, right?"

[Can increased freedom raise your morality?]

"Since the freedom is so high, why not add some combat elements, like weapon items or fighting skills, to expand the game dimensions?"

[Expand? Turn the dating simulator into a love-gun-fighting comprehensive simulation... abbreviated as ’Love Comprehensive’?]

"That could work. Our game already has a five-dimensional character attribute mechanism, and there are some subplots of heroes saving beauties. We could design more hidden mini-stories that can boost a character’s force value.

Although the breakdown endings are still the main line, at least we can satisfy the interests of players who want to take the forceful route."

[Yes, yes, at least before players die, they can struggle a bit and die less disgracefully. Thanks on behalf of the players...]

"Alright, alright, quickly play through the storylines for female players."

[Uh... Why does this starting NPC’s face... look so much like that guy? And it’s even in 3D HD!]

"Ssss~ This face... Oh, I mean, the art style is really good..."

[Hey, hey, dreamy sister, step back from the screen. Your drool’s about to drip onto my keyboard...]

"Are you kidding me! Xiao Xian... I mean this NPC, how could he be so easily seduced by other women?"

[Haha! I actually find this character setting rational, and this time that dog planner must have done some serious research...]

"Damn! Dog planner, get out here! How could you design the main character to be such a jerk, changing heart all the time? How do us female players clear the game?"

"That’s why it’s nightmare-level difficulty. Considering that female players generally have lower tolerance, we carefully chose to have a change of heart instead of a change of character."

[Yep, at least lives are being saved! It’s good it’s not a survival game, haha...]

Amidst a gaming girl’s inner tirade of sarcastic remarks, colleagues in the game development department were friendly and passionately discussing suggestions for game modifications.

However, since Duan Xian frequently showed up, a majority of the females in the department expressed opposition to the design of a certain male NPC.

It gradually evolved into a verbal crusade against the dog planner, with threats to mobilize the sisters in the art department to artistically ’process’ the dog planner...

This scene was entirely witnessed by Yan Feng and his team who had come to inspect the area.

"Uh... haha! Our game department has many young people, so the discussion atmosphere might naturally be lively and humorous, haha..." Song Bin chuckled awkwardly.

Yan Feng glanced at the lively crowd and grimaced slightly. He had little hope for this game, and now felt it was even less reliable.

"How much money can a game make? But you said just now that your second movie is already in the preparation stage?"

In the end, movies were more in his field of interest.

He hadn’t forgotten the big promises Yan Weiwei had painted for him.

He didn’t have high hopes for something that would be an instant hit like ’Drunken Fist’ or ’Yong Chun’, but even slightly raising the Yan family’s Twelve Road Spring Leg’s recognizability would be considered a bonus.

He wasn’t asking for much—not expecting a return multiplier like Lingjing Media’s previous movie investment, as long as it wasn’t a complete loss, he would consider it worthwhile.

Just think of it as an advertisement fee.

"Yes! We just got the film rights..."

Mentioning this, Song Bin’s voice somewhat lacked confidence.

"Oh? What’s the movie called?" Yan Feng asked expectantly.

They had the film rights, so it should be a well-known big production, right?

Is it a passionate modern urban piece? Or a blood-and-iron Republic era tale?

As the second largest shareholder, placing a little advertisement request wasn’t over the top, right?

He was already contemplating what cool pose for the male and female leads could showcase the Yan family’s Twelve Road Spring Leg when he heard Song Bin meekly whisper.

"Magic City Fortress..."

"Magic City Fortress? This name sounds... a bit familiar?" Yan Feng tried to recall.

Fan Shigang, who had been carrying bags behind Yan Feng, suddenly opened his mouth in surprising realization.

"Magic City Fortress? Isn’t that the movie that flopped terribly recently?"

He knew about this movie because Sister Kong was a fan of Jiangnan’s works, and had specifically invited him to watch this so-called "romantic sci-fi love opera" recently.

But the outcome was evident.

The Douban rating of 2.9 was a cinematic disaster that orbited in a sea of criticism—never-ending complaints and sarcasm.

Even Jiangnan’s hardcore fan, Sister Kong, personally admitted that the tears she shed while yawning during the movie were because of the water in her brain when she bought the ticket...

If the novel was wrapped in a crude sci-fi exterior, containing an arguably perfect love story aiming to interlace a tender and bright love within a harsh war backdrop.

Then this movie was like a fragmented love story forcefully stuffed into an illogical apocalypse backdrop.