This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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Returning to the AI ​​world, the gold medal planner called to Halloward suspiciously.

"I was disconnected earlier, indicating that I encountered some unpredictable conditions. What is the specific situation?"

"you are dead."

"It was so sudden, what was the cause of death?"

"Heart paralysis, your heart stopped beating suddenly, and then you died like this. Do you need to see the photos of the scene? I have helped you make up your face and added a little special effect."

Looking at the photos handed over by the other party, Gold Medal Planner felt that the other party's PS skills were definitely taught by Lord Yan.

An ordinary photo of the scene made it feel like a horror movie poster was created by the other party. This photo alone can earn 50 million box office.

After persuading the other party to send an unedited photo, Gold Medal Planner looked at it for a while, and then asked, "Is the phone still there?"

"I broke it up. In this virtual space, the existence of the evil itself is unstable. It will still have the previous characteristics, but it will dissipate soon after it is formed, and it will not follow the fear like the outside world. increase and become stronger.”

"Odd traits."

"I think so too. The evil itself is mixed with laws that do not belong to this world. You can imagine it as a finger inserted into the balloon through the balloon. All we can observe is its performance in this world, but what is it? What, we don't know."

"Well, I get it. Well, I still don't quite understand it, but that's not important. Can you re-materialize it?"

Halloward spread his hands, and a slice of bread exuding a tempting aroma appeared in his hands.

Facing the puzzled eyes of the gold medal planner, Harold said: "Every time an evil thing manifests, it will have different rules and forms, and I can't control it."

"Well, I get it, this could be used as a selling point, but it still doesn't feel like enough. What the hell is it?"

Halloward also carefully looked at the plan of the gold medal plan, and then asked suspiciously: "Your other parts are pretty good, but I always feel that there is something wrong with the numerical value. Why are you so obsessed with letting players krypton gold? Why are they so obsessed? krypton?"

The gold medal plan suddenly realized.

"So that's it. I just said that there was something wrong with the previous planning case, and you can't spend money here. Forget it, delete it and rewrite it, I'm going to come up with a big trick."

Game development is not easy.

First you have to establish a project, and then try to consume your contacts in the circle to cheat investment, recruit some planning programs and art that are not top-notch but not ugly, and then come up with a semi-finished product amidst endless wrangling and doubts and continue to cheat investment , if you are lucky, you can find a platform that is not so cheating and go online. If you are not lucky, if you run out of funds, you can only sell the game for 10% of the cost price.

In short, making games has become a game of capital now. Whether it is a big IP or a sentiment, they are all tools for harvesting. A little bit of care in one aspect is considered the conscience of the industry, and a little bit of care in two aspects is the industry benchmark. up.

Gold Medal Planner also entered the game circle with the dream of saving the game industry before, but after being repeatedly beaten by reality, fancy hanging, all-round whipping, leather whip candle sealing ball all-round service, he turned black.

Also became stronger.

After a year of contemplation, he has read economics, sociology and psychology, but he has never read a game textbook. After leaving the customs, he made a mobile game with a monthly turnover of over 100 million. Ken gave it 4 points, but he couldn't resist the explosion of his games one by one.

He has money.

Also lonely.

Whenever the night is quiet, he always thinks back to his young and frivolous self, taking a sip of the 82-year-old Lafite, and then saying silly X.

It is estimated that when the young and frivolous self sees the current self, he will also take a sip of the tap water that has just left the factory and say a silly B.

I thought this life was going to be wasted like this, but I didn't expect to suddenly have inspiration today.

Anyway, there is no krypton gold here, so let's return to the most essential function of the game.

Go to his krypton gold system, go to his strong competitive environment, go to his numerical points to force, I don't have krypton gold pressure!

Boss, I don't do krypton gold system anymore!

I just want to make a game that makes people happy.

Three days later, the gold medal planner with dark circles under his eyes left the AI ​​space and found a place to take off his clothes.

"nailed it."

After saying these words, the burned out Gold Medal Planner happily closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

"Dead?" The weak chicken man pushed the cold body of the gold medal planner.

"He's offline. I guess he went to catch up on sleep. Well, let's test the game planned by Gold Medal."

Log in to the game, take off your clothes and find yourself in a pure white room.

There is hardly any furniture in the room, except for a door and a full-length mirror. It is not clear what is behind the door.

Jump to the full-length mirror, take off your clothes and find yourself still a slime here.

"Read the image directly? It's lazy. Well, there are words on the mirror."

After adjusting the angle, he took off his clothes and saw the content on the mirror.

"Hi everyone, I am the main planner of this game, the gold medal planner."

"This game is my return to the original work, and it is also my work with the richest original content. I hope you will like it."

"I have been thinking, what is a game? It should not be a commodity, nor should it be a work of art. It should have only one attribute to measure whether it is good, and that is whether it is fun or not."

"I didn't join a krypton gold point, I just hope that this game can be played enough, so that people can spend a lifetime to unlock the puzzles behind it. And after leaving this game, my heart is not full of exhaustion and regret, It’s full of moving power.”

"Welcome to join this game, I hope you like it."

After reading these words, I can feel the dedication of the gold medal planner to this game after taking off my clothes, and I have a little more respect for the gold medal planner.

"I thought it was just a crazy man who lied to Krypton, but I didn't expect to have such feelings. Let me see how this game is."

After tidying up his clothes, he took off his clothes and knocked open the door at the end.

The moment he stepped into the room, he found himself dimmed, and then returned to the starting room.

Take off your clothes: "?"

What just happened?

A bug?

Just when he took off his clothes and was dazed, he found that the words on the mirror seemed to have changed.

Standing at a fixed angle, he saw that the text on it had become: "Your first attempt to leave this room."

"You are full of curiosity about everything in the outside world."

"An unknown evil is waiting in the next room. Because you stepped on your left leg first, it brutally tore you apart."

"you are dead."

"Good luck next time."

"Love you, Gold Planner."

"Where did the slime get its legs?" said helplessly, taking off his clothes.

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