I Developed Call Of Duty And Was Hunted Down By Players All Over The World

Compared with the shock and panic brought to players by the previous nuclear explosion.

The deaths of Gates and Griggs made people feel extremely hasty and helpless.

They died so quickly, they were not heroes at all, and it could even be said that they were unwilling.

But, this is war.

A kind of helplessness beyond the game that wants to be conveyed to any player.

Sheffield said that times make heroes.

But in fact, the hero who takes away the medal and honor in the end is often just a person like him sitting on the chair of the headquarters.

Soldiers like Gates and Price rushed to the front line to fight.

Even if they personally prevented the nuclear bomb that would fall on 40 million people.

In the end, he could only get a body bag and a stamped nameplate.

Even they won't even raise their wages.

And for some reason, no news media will broadcast this matter.

The curtain is down, the task is over.

This level was finally fixed in Price's eyes showing killing intent again.

Then the screen turned to black, and everyone looked at the foggy black in front of their eyes, and their hearts were full of breathless depression.

Eggplant and PDD are even harder.

PDD even felt for a moment that he was not worthy of playing this game.

It's not worthy to play these roles as a player, a fat man who can't run ten meters away.

To cover his comrades, he would rather die than surrender.

"Six Seven Three" sounds good on the lips, but when bullets are flying all over the sky right under their noses, how many people dare to give such courage.

And eggplant's mentality is even worse.

He just wanted to rush to the other end of the tunnel to help his teammates pick up some bullets, and he didn't have any righteous thoughts, let alone any heroic feats.

But Gates, an elite among the elite, died in the hands of Zakayev in such a hasty and unexplainable manner.

This is a fixed script, no matter how the player plays it.

Both Gates and Griggs would eventually die there.

Helpless, depressed for a long time.

Eggplant didn't want to talk, so he took off his helmet and hid on the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Then he looked at the starry sky for a long time and made a few phone calls.

Dai Xiaomei and the others are in a bad mood, unable to continue with the next task.

Eggplant greeted several CS Tianlu teams, and his old friends replayed the ten levels with him.

He at least thought that even if Gates must die, he must die like a hero.

It was what his brother in that world deserved.

Ye Yu's side.

He knows better than anyone what the follow-up plot will be, but he doesn't spoil it to anyone.

This kind of plot can only have the shock of the first time, and the mentality will be different when playing again for the second time.

He is a dog thief game producer, but he also wants to give all players the most perfect experience.

At this time, the real world time is two o'clock, morning.

The headquarters of the Goose Factory is brightly lit, and they have no concept of leaving work at all. There are people working in rotation 24 hours a day.

Ye Yu and Tenghua completed this task in the work area of ​​the goose factory.

After the game, Teng Hua kept frowning and thinking about something.

Ye Yu wasn't in the mood to talk to him, so he ordered someone to pour him some water.

That person is an executive, an executive of the goose factory, with an annual salary of tens of millions.

At this time, Ye Yu called him like an intern with a monthly salary of 2,000.

But he was willing to do so, so he asked others to pour coffee, and An Ye Yu asked for two sugars.

On the gaming sofa chair beside him, Teng Hua lit a cigarette and lowered his head in thought.

He actually smokes in private, but never in front of the camera.

This is a short cigarette in a white box without any markings.

Ye Yu went over and picked up one to light it, took a sip and thought it was good, and even put all the cassette lighters in his pocket.

"What idea?" Ye Yu asked.

"No." Teng Hua frowned and looked up at Ye Yu: "I think there is something wrong with your operation method."

Hearing this, Ye Yu clicked his tongue again:

"You have played so many missions with me, so many comrades-in-arms, this and that.

"Still operating, how many times do I have to tell you I don't care about money before you understand?"

"Speaking of which, I still have to pay my fucking taxes."

"To make so much money, how much is the tax paid in a day."

"I'm still an individual, so the tax on so much money starts at 40%."

"Even if you start a company, you have to pay at least 17% tax. I'm still thinking about whether to pay more, because it's troublesome if I have too much money."

As Ye Yu said, Teng Hua shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, it's not about money."

"Or, it's not in line with business behavior for you to make money like this.

"Besides, even if you don't consider commercial interests, if you do this, it will not be friendly to the life of this game."

Ye Yu looked at him, Teng Hua thought about it, and waved his hand to let others go out and close the door.

"I mean."

"Your game is too cruel, and people die at every turn."

"I bet, expected."

"How many chapters of the mission is it now? The game progress is not even halfway, and more people will definitely die in the future."

"If this continues, it will be too cruel for the players."

"From the psychological point of view of game behavior, players are very resistant to sad and bad endings."

"Just like a movie novel, although a bad ending can be remembered by the audience for a long time."

"But judging from the analysis data, this will obviously reduce the player's motivation to open the game again."

"There are many people who will not choose to play the second time, they can't stand it."

"In this case, the life of your game will be too short, and the fire will burn oil, and it will be gone in one wave.

"Then what are you going to do in the future? Are you really going to sell it only once?"

"If it's a computer game, it's fine, it doesn't have such a strong stimulating feeling.

"But this is VR [and basically it's not that different from reality."]

"A player who plays once means dies once, are they willing to suffer this?"

Tenghua is a standard businessman who considers everything from the perspective of commercial interests.

He is now very clear that Ye Yu will not hand over the technology related to this game to him. Although he is unwilling, he has more or less accepted his vote.

But as a businessman, watching others burn money into the fire pit is more uncomfortable than not letting him make money.

What he said made Ye Yu interested.

This is the first time this guy has considered issues on his side.

Taking a puff on the cigarette, Ye Yu hissed, pulled the chair over to Teng Hua and looked at him.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm going to open a player workshop and a multiplayer battle mode?"

"No." Tenghua shook his head, and then his eyes lit up: "You mean you want to give some system permissions to players?"

"They customize the gameplay, even modify the data model texture, plus the player confrontation mode. 17

"You want to use this to extend the life of the game after the story ends?!"

Teng Hua is an extremely smart person, as soon as Ye Yu speaks this professional vocabulary, he knows how to do it.

There was a flash of greed in his eyes, and a flash of bewilderment about the technical difficulty.

But it only lasted two seconds before he suddenly realized.

For Ye Yu, it's very simple, just open some engine permissions to modify data, and it can be done in a few months.

"It's still throwing money away, but I admit it's a good idea."

"There is a creative workshop, players will use their best imagination and spend all their time and energy on it...  

"In this way, this game can live for a long time, five years, and even keep up with the pace of VR devices in the last era?"

"No!" Teng Hua said, suddenly stood up and stared at Ye Yu, his eyes were vicious:

"You still have that urban game!" Teng Hua pointed at Ye Yu:

"You said you were going to use that thing as a gaming platform.

"So whatever Call of Duty is, you're just using it as a springboard to do bigger things, right?!"

"R..."

Teng Hua's finger pointed at Ye Yu, clenched his fist for a while and then released it, his mind was spinning rapidly trying to keep up with Ye Yu's thoughts.

"Where the fuck is my cigarette?!"

Turning around in a hurry, Teng Hua rudely took the cigarette from Ye Yu's pocket, lit it and took a deep puff.

"Don't talk, let me think about it, platforms, cities, players..."

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through Teng Hua's mind, and he instantly thought of something.

Snapped!

He slapped the table violently, attracting the attention of the people outside the door.

Teng Hua gritted his teeth, pointed at Ye Yu who just wanted to laugh: "Player!"

"Fuck you, I see what you're up to."

"You made a game with an urban world background."

"For you, modeling textures, running scripts, data codes, these are not problems for you.

"But you have a problem that you can't solve alone, AI artificial intelligence! Right!?"

"Urban world view games require a lot of AI data calculations."

"Missions, gameplay, these are imaginary, and no amount of gameplay is worthy of being called a perfect world."

"The only thing that makes this city come alive is the vivid characters of NPC passers-by."

"Only these AIs that can perfectly match human behavior are the most critical and important factors in the GTA world."

"The more realistic the performance of passers-by, the more immersive the player will be in that game world.

"But your company plus you, a total of nine people, can't make this kind of AI even if they write code to death."

"This kind of AI technology that can make the entire online world, and those of us techies crazy, is not something you can type on the keyboard alone.

"However, you already have the prototype of this algorithm technology, you just need a lot of manpower and time costs."

4.2 "You can cooperate with the military, but even doubling and tripling all the technicians in the entire military region! It's not enough."

"You need at least tens of millions of manpower to support the entire algorithm."

"So, you have to take the players of this game as..."

Teng Hua was going crazy, his tone was irritable, and the saliva flew out like a fountain.

Seeing that he was speechless with excitement, Ye Yu curled his lips, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, then looked at Teng Hua, and said with a smile:

"Broiler."

Ye Yu explained: "Until now, the paid players of Call of Duty have exceeded 10 million."

"Daily active players are more than one million, and it will even reach a peak of three million at night and during holidays.

"But it's not enough, I need to make the number of online players break through tens of millions."

"Steady for a week, 10 million players can provide me with enough data allocation."

"So." Ye Yu smiled and rubbed his hands together:

"The plot of the first act is over, it's just a small fight, and then there will be a world war."

"I will completely let go of player permissions for the next missions.

"Only the final outcome of the plot is certain.

"But in terms of gameplay, I plan to create a gameplay where millions of players play the role of the eagle and the bear, in a real confrontation. y

"Exciting, right?".