#Dragon Soul First Beta Releases, Score Drops Below 3 Points, The So-Called Sincere Work Is Actually A Deceiving Work #
#Earth's Guard failed, sales were low, the gameplay was criticized for being monotonous, and the plot was old-fashioned #
#Consecutive losses, where should domestic games go?#
In a male dormitory of Lianjiang University.
Qiu Yaoyang flipped through the news on his computer.
Three days ago, he transmigrated here and was bound to the system that would kill him if he didn't make games. He even saw the tragic state of domestic games.
In her previous life, the country where Qiu Yaoyang was from had a hundred flowers blooming. Games had become the ninth art form, a big step ahead of other countries.
Meanwhile, in this parallel universe, the domestic games were declining day by day, being invaded by foreign cultures.
As a gaming addict in his previous life, Qiu Yaoyang decided to revitalize domestic games and create his own gaming empire.
Don't ask, he was willing, the system definitely didn't use his life to force him:)
The game production system was activated!
[Description: Every time the host creates a game, he will receive production points. The more emotional the player is, the more production points he will receive.] Production points are not calculated at fixed times, and the use of the production points must be explored by the player.
Qiu Yaoyang fumbled around with the system and created the first game. The more emotional he was, the more production points he would get. He created a " simple " game.
After the game was completed, he sat in front of the computer and watched the live broadcast with a gentle smile on his face.
"She should know how to play."
Qiu Yaoyang pondered for a moment. He felt that it was not very reliable to send it directly.
Her fingers danced on the keyboard.
" Dumb girl, I'm your loyal fan. I'm a poor university student from the depths of the mountains…"
It was a "sincere" letter, and he entered the carriage to send it.
......
Douyu's well-known streamer, Daolai Lil 'Mei, had just started streaming. There were already tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room. After a simple greeting, she began to read the private messages backstage.
"Eh?"
Little Sister Dai suddenly saw a large chunk of content, causing her to pause for a moment.
"Dumb girl, I'm your loyal fan. I'm a poor university student from the depths of the mountains.”
"My dream is to become a great video game designer. I spent a lot of time and effort making a game, but after making it for a long time, no one was willing to play my game.”
"Perhaps my choice was a mistake."
It was a fan's private message. Her gaze froze for a moment.
The youth who walked out of the mountains…
Fighting hard for my dreams…
But in reality, he was running into a wall everywhere and was very embarrassed…
"This fan just sent a private message. He should still be watching my live broadcast. Only those with dreams are amazing people. It's not that no one is playing your game, but that they haven't discovered it yet..."
As she live-streamed, she waited for the game to be installed.
After the game was installed, she had to encourage him in all aspects.
Game graphics, controls, music…
She couldn't wait to open the game, thinking about how she could praise the game.
What entered his eyes was an ordinary interface without any outstanding features.
"Yes... This game has a very simple interface."
"Let's do it."
"Yes, the operation is also very simple."
She could not keep her smile.
There was not a single part of the game that she could praise!
This game designer was also a talent!
Thinking that this fan might be watching her live broadcast, the silly girl decided to forcefully save her dignity.
"I must clear your game and prove that there are people who can play your game!"”
Thinking about how this fan had become a great video game designer because of her encouragement, she could see a bright future for her fan. Her smile widened.
Just as he put down his big talk and took a few more steps, he saw the screen full of mechanisms flying around.
The female streamer sitting in the eSports chair could not help but lean closer to the screen and size up the game with a scrutinizing gaze.
Her eyes were dull and her body was stiff.
What the fans saw was the 360-degree beauty of the little girl.
What the little girl sees is this 360-degree trap with no dead angle
Was it a joke?
After a moment of silence…
"Brothers, can I take back my words?”
The public chat was flooded with comments,"No!”
"You said you want to support me, hurry up and clear the game!”
" Brother, you're watching the livestream!"
It seemed like he couldn't avoid her. The silly girl braced herself and observed the game interface.
The entire screen was filled with waving fire sticks. They were very dense, and there was only a small landing point in the middle.
"No way, how am I going to pass this…"
She tried to walk down, but she bumped into a fire stick that was sweeping toward her from the right.
First kill! It came so quickly.
She had only taken a few steps before she was gone!
Her expression was blank.
What just happened? Who am I and where am I?
Was it a joke to die so quickly at the start?
"No way! I haven't seen anything yet, and he died so quickly?”
"The fastest game to die in history."
" Death at light speed."
The little girl didn't believe it. She focused on the computer and paid attention to the dense fire sticks behind it.
"I was careless just now. Now, I'm going to be serious.”
Seeing that there was a good opportunity, she rushed over and bumped into the fire stick that was sweeping over.
"Double kill! Beautifully done!"
"He threw himself at the flame stick."
"I'm actually starting to envy a flame stick.”
Little Sister Daai wanted to observe the pattern before leaving, but who knew that after standing on the spot for a while, she would be swept by the flame stick diagonally above and die again.
"What? Ah, this..."
Before she could even take the first step, she had already died three times. Little Sister Dai once again felt the urge to retreat.
This game was poisonous, and they died so quickly. Was it a game of " sending themselves to their deaths "? Could he clear the level after dying too many times?
He had just boasted in front of his fans that he should encourage them and clear the game. Wasn't it not good to back down so quickly?
The little girl was caught in a dilemma.
"Brothers, isn't this too difficult? Is it a game that humans can clear?"
When the fans saw the silly little girl, they were like hungry wolves who had seen their prey. They were extremely excited.
"Playing games requires perseverance and courage.”
"The game is easy and you have no patience. The game is difficult and you have to retreat.”
Being ridiculed, the little girl was not convinced. She slammed the table and said angrily,"If you're a woman, don't say no. It's just a game. I'll clear it today and show you!”
When she interacted with the audience, Mario died twice.
"Brothers, I seem to have found the way to the past.”
After carefully observing the movement of the flame stick, the little girl finally found a possible path.
Seize the opportunity to jump on top.
He was dead.
"I didn't seize the right time. Again."
"It's still not right. Again."
"Again…"
The audience could see the little girl's patient attempts.
It was said that people were the most charming when they were serious. She looked at the screen with full concentration, from the beginning to the end.
She swore that she had never been this serious during her exams.
There were fewer words mocking her on the public chat. They were all cheering her on. However, the little girl was focused on clearing the level and had no time to pay attention to them.
He died time and time again, starting over again and again, gradually grasping the pattern.
Finally, she jumped over it and successfully passed!
"I did it! I did it!" She pounded the table excitedly, as if this was the only way to vent her excitement.
Mario stood in the middle of the screen. It was a victory for him!
"I admit that this game is quite difficult, but as long as you master the rules,"
She started to show off, but before she could finish speaking, Mario was hit by the fire stick rising from the ground and was pronounced dead.
Nearly an hour of hard work was ruined.
dead silence
The expression on the little girl's face was fixed on her happiness and excitement. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
She couldn't catch her breath, and her head was dizzy. Her ears were buzzing, and her entire body was tense. She tried her best to suppress her anger.
However, the anger in her heart was still surging like a fountain. She used all her strength to shout.
"Is that fan still there? Give me your address, and I'll kill you right now!”
The fan disappeared from the public chat. Dazed Little Sister looked at it carefully for a long time, but she did not see the ID post.
She adjusted her keyboard in exasperation and gritted her teeth."I don't believe that I can't even pass the first stage!”
He was dead.
He died again.
Two hours passed…
Three hours passed…
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