Rebirth 86: I use games to kick open the door to the world

In the early morning of the next day, Nakamura Akira received the report compiled by Takemoto Kiyoshi and his team overnight before seven o'clock.

Squirrel Wars is a completely finished game.

The game generally lasts about three hours.

The time is relatively short, mainly because the difficulty of the BOSS in this game is not high and the routines are relatively fixed. Adults can quickly find the weaknesses and defeat them.

Compared to Contra, the size is about the same, but the round difficulty is definitely more difficult than Contra.

Because Contra loses a life every time it is hit, Squirrel War still has room for change, which lowers the difficulty by another level.

In the report, Takemoto Kiyoshi believes that if the difficulty is increased and the BOSS is made more difficult, this game will be more popular.

Summary: An excellent work that does not hide its flaws, and its quality is no worse than that of several well-known game manufacturers today.

Akira Nakamura looked solemnly as he looked at the contents of this report.

This is quite a high rating.

Takemoto Kiyoshi is also a senior game developer and must be very picky about games.

There are not many games that he can recognize.

Seeing this report, Nakamura Akira seemed to have made up his mind, and then glanced at the clock.

When seven o'clock arrived, he picked up the phone in his office and dialed Hua Xia's number directly.

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In a telephone building in Sichuan Province, Zuo Zhenzhen squatted beside an answering phone in boredom.

From time to time, he would take out his notebook and take a look at it.

Above are some of the questions he prepared.

Ask a question in five seconds, and the other person will answer it in ten or fifteen seconds.

If you hurry up, it should only take about five minutes to tell you all the information you want and the answers the other party wants.

That's... fifty dollars.

Hiss~ It feels so painful to spend this money.

In the past half month, Zuo Zhen sold Contra and Squirrel War several times, and successfully saved more than a thousand yuan to pay off all the debt.

So far, Zuo Zhen was debt-free, and then Zuo Zhen continued his efforts and saved a thousand yuan by selling games in the remaining time, which can be regarded as his own start-up capital.

I only earn a few hundred yuan from a hard day's work selling games, and a few minutes of phone calls cost dozens of yuan. Nowadays, the communication business is really robbing money.

I really hope that we can come to the era of universal Internet soon.

Jingle bell, jingle bell!

The bell rang, and it was exactly six o'clock in the morning.

Zuo Zhen suddenly became energetic.

The operator glanced at the phone number and shouted loudly: "Whose phone number is Japan?"

"My mine!"

Zuo Zhen quickly raised his hands and stood up, then took the microphone from the operator's hand.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Zuozhen? I'm Akira Nakamura from NGS."

"That's right, I'm Zuo Zhen. Mr. Nakamura, let's stop chatting and try to save me some money. If you have any questions, ask them as soon as possible. You have two minutes to finish."

Akira Nakamura was stunned, but he understood that Zuozhen's charges were very expensive now and he needed to race against time.

"Mr. Zuo Zhen, I received your Squirrel War game. The quality of this game is very good. Did you make it yourself?"

"That's right."

"Anyone else? How long did it take to make?"

"It took about three months. I planned it with Contra, and there were two other people helping me make the game."

Huh, that sounds okay, not too outrageous.

Zuo Zhen also didn't want Nakamura Akira to be too entangled in this. Anyway, it didn't matter how long it took him to make the game.

"Then Mr. Zuo Zhen is interested in bringing his team to Japan for development? Life in Japan is still very comfortable now. We at NGS can help you set up a company and help your team grow."

"Sorry, I can't promise you this. China is my roots. I can sell products, but I don't consider working abroad."

"Well, it's really a pity. NGS can provide a lot of help, but if you don't want to, forget it. I'm done with my questions."

Click, one and a half minutes.

The time is still short, and it seems that there is a chance that I can save ten dollars.

Zuo Zhen also quickly asked his question.

"How long until Contra is released?"

"It will be on sale in three days."

"According to normal sales statistics, detailed values ​​will be given one week after the sale. I will be waiting in front of the phone at this time for two days after ten days. Then I need to ask Mr. Nakamura to inform me of the game sales results, so that I can ?"

"No problem, ten days is enough time to determine the basic sales performance of the game."

"Then I will go to Japan again in a month to talk about the squirrel war."

"We welcome you here!"

"Okay, then we'll see you in a month. Please take care of yourself next, Mr. Nakamura."

"Well, see you in a month."

Click, the phone hangs up.

The operator glanced at the timer on the wall.

"Two minutes and fifty-three seconds, counting as three minutes, thirty yuan."

"You lost seven seconds, Ma Dan." Zuo Zhen cursed and took out the money.

After leaving the telephone building, Zuo Zhen suddenly felt refreshed.

He had gotten the answer he wanted.

The next step is to look forward to the sales results of Contra.

How many can there be specifically?

The original Contra in its previous life should have sold at least half a million copies on the Famicom.

If it is lower than this number, generally larger game companies will consider freezing this series of works and will not continue to produce sequel games for this IP.

I don’t know how much my game can actually sell.

In the early morning, Zuo Zhen rode the 28-meter pole toward the school.

On the street, you can see a group of elderly people gathering together to play chess, and a few old men doing boxing exercises on the edge of the crowd.

The most exaggerated thing is that Zuo Zhen saw an old man riding a 28 big bar and punching with both hands at the same time. This old man was really stable on the bike. It was already very difficult for Zuo Zhen to be able to ride a bike steadily with both hands.

It was already half past seven in the morning when we returned to school, and the students began their busy day.

Students who have classes carry textbooks and walk along the school's tree-lined avenues, while some students who don't have classes practice daily youth Changquan exercises in the open space of the school.

At this time, there was no national broadcast of youth gymnastics, and the most widely used boxing and kicking skills were used to exercise.

Zuo Zhen finally stopped in front of the library on his 28 big bar.

At this time, there was a beautiful figure waiting in front of the library door for a long time.

Zuo Zhen knew it was Yu Mengchen.

Today she is wearing a beige dress. Her previously curly hair has been straightened, and her long black hair is draped over her shoulders. Occasionally, when the wind blows, her long hair will flutter gently, attracting frequent glances from passers-by.

Zuo Zhen locked the car and walked to Yu Mengchen.

"Mengchen, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Yu Mengchen smiled and shook his head: "No, just for a while."

"Let's go then, let's go to the computer room."

Yu Mengchen glanced at Zuo Zhen's bicycle and asked, "Did you go out this morning?"

"Well, I went to the telephone building to talk about a big deal. I think we will get our first fund soon. Let's look forward to it. Then we will have a big dinner to celebrate!"

"good."

Yu Mengchen answered gently, and then followed Zuo Zhen into the computer room to carry out routine daily work.