Start Making Weird Stories From Sadako

walking, jumping, rolling, playing...

The appearance of the black cat making various actions appeared in Qin Ge's mind one by one. With the injection of one behavioral logic chain, the expression of the black cat became more and more vivid.

Until a sweet prompt sounded in the ear, "The black cat injection behavior logic chain reaches 10,000, and it is upgraded to a gray card."

"It's almost there." Qin Ge breathed a long sigh of relief. As soon as he was about to stand up, he felt dizzy like a tidal wave. He suddenly fell unsteadily and sat on the ground. on his lap.

"The mental strength is overdrawn." Qin Ge rubbed his eyebrows hard, his face pale, but he didn't expect that just by visualizing a cat, the mental strength that he rated as S could no longer be supported.

No wonder those medium-sized and large-scale games all require a team to complete. If they are made by one person, it is estimated that they will be mentally ill, and they will not be able to toss them out.

The next step is to design the story and the identity of the player. The essence of a horror game is to make the player have no ability to fight back against monsters, otherwise the horror will become a player.

But to give them some ability to survive, this point is very difficult to grasp.

Qin Ge lay on the ground and rested for a long time. He stood up after he was a little better, and visualized what he should remind the player and the point of fright. When the dizziness came again, he stopped the visualization, " It's alright, just a few details."

He looked out the window, the sun never changed, and the branches and leaves of the trees in the yard hung there quietly, so the sun and the moon floated, the light and dark alternated, the wind and grass moved, and the leaves fluttered...

"It's done." Qin Ge clapped his hands with a satisfied smile on his face, and called the Xinghai system in his mind, "Save and upload."

"Congratulations to the dream maker, the cola sweetener, for successfully creating the first dream, and I sincerely hope that the stars in your dream will last forever and be honored in the hall!"

"Please name your dream game, price it, select the category to upload, and add a tag."

"Please note that if you upload the wrong category, it may be removed by the administrator, and the right tag can bring you players you really like."

By the way, I haven't given a name yet.

Qin Ge scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Let's call it "Urban Strange Talk - Sadako", upload it to the category of horror dreams, add horror, plot, excitement, and the price is 108."

"The current average price of a small horror dream is 48 yuan. Your current price is too high and may not attract interested players. It is recommended to adjust it to 38 yuan."

"Just 108." Qin Ge rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He naturally understood this, but the system regulations really had no way.

If there is no such rigid rule, he plans to give it away for free, and use this game to boost his popularity and earn points to prepare for the future.

"Pricing 108 has been confirmed, upload is complete."

Qin Ge couldn't wait to open the Dreamland game library, and a translucent light curtain appeared in front of him. What was displayed in front of him were "Spirit in the Bathroom", "School Rules" and other horror games that were well received and recommended by the administrator.

A new dream maker like Qin Ge would naturally not have a valuable resource like a recommendation for him. If the follow-up game is widely praised and attracts the attention of the administrator, it is possible to occupy a place on it.

As for now, he can only open the latest update obediently. The game he uploaded in less than three minutes is like a drop of water falling into the sea, and it was rushed to the second page without causing any waves.

"It's alright, let the bullets fly for a while, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the deep alley." Qin Ge has absolute confidence in his game, but other than comforting himself, there seems to be no other way.

"Someone is knocking on the door outside, do you choose to leave Xinghai?"

"Yes." Qin Ge's eyes darkened, and when he took off his helmet, the moon was already on the branches outside the window, and he had spent seven or eight hours in the sea of ​​stars before he knew it.

Bang bang bang, the knocking on the door continued.

"Come on." Qin Ge yawned, and as soon as he stood up, he felt like the world was spinning, as if he had a hangover.

"Why did you stay in the room for so long? I didn't hear you when I asked you to eat several times..." Outside the door was a cute girl with short ears and a little baby fat on her face. Just showing two little tiger teeth, "Are you all right? Why is your face so pale?"

This is another tenant of Qin Ge, Bai Lu, who is also a classmate.

"Is your face very pale?" Qin Ge took out his mobile phone and took a picture, and found that it was indeed a little too pale, looking sick, so he could only helplessly say: "I was just creating a dream game, and the sequelae caused by mental overdraft. ."

"Have you heard about Lizi, is the dream ready?" Bai Lu seemed to be an open chatterbox, and Balabala kept saying, "You should also pay attention to the time when you play dream games. Wouldn't it be an 18+ dream?"

Listening to her chatter, Qin Ge felt even more dizzy. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but he was quickly supported by Bai Lu's eyes.

"Is it really okay?"

"Just a little dizzy, help me." Qin Ge rubbed his brows and said helplessly. It seems that you need to be more restrained when making dreams in the future. No wonder you often see in the news that dreammakers have become vegetative or sent into a vegetative state because of creating dreams. to a mental hospital.

Bai Lu also did not hesitate to put Qin Ge's arm on his thin shoulder, and supported him to go downstairs, UU reading www. uukanshu.com teased: "So fascinated, wouldn't it really be 18+?"

"It's 18+, but..." Qin Ge was halfway through his answer when he heard Jiang Li's surprised voice sound with concern.

"Why is your face so ugly?"

"He was overdrawn by playing the 18+ dream game." Bai Lu replied first.

Jiang Li opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly realized: "Understood, pay attention to your body."

"Understand your size!" Qin Ge couldn't hit Jiang Li, so he could only give Bai Lu a dunk on the forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm doing a horror game, and the horror game is also 18+, the overdraft is mental power! "

Bai Lu clutched her red forehead and said aggrievedly, "You actually play horror games, don't you know the current situation of horror games?"

"Of course I do." Qin Ge naturally did a detailed investigation when he wanted to get involved in this industry. Just as he sat on the table, Jiang Li brought the reheated food.

A bowl of crystal clear white rice, exuding a tempting fragrance, rosy coke chicken wings, and vinegared cabbage, after she put it away, she went into the kitchen again, not knowing what she was doing.

"Can you help me get a bottle of Pepsi, not sugar-free." Qin Ge originally wanted to do it himself, but the dizziness in his brain prevented him from getting up easily.

"Drinking too much sugar-sweetened Coke can easily lead to obesity." Jiang Li answered indifferently from the kitchen.

"Sugar-free Coke is equivalent to Yui Aragaki's refusal to be my wife. Her life is incomplete." Qin Ge doesn't care about sugar-free Coke. Can sugar-free Coke still be called Coke?

"Drink this." Jiang Li put a glass of freshly squeezed juice in front of Qin Ge, holding his cheeks and said, "Mental overdraft needs more vitamin supplements to eliminate symptoms."