Game Design: It is Very Simple For You To Fill In?

"To be honest, what did you think when you made these things?" Cui Chang looked at Ye Feng with inquiry in his eyes. This is the first time that games have integrated into people's lives in another way.

"Me? What else can I think?" Ye Feng waved his hand. "In the beginning, I just wanted a super hard one."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Cui Chang and the people beside him burst out laughing.

From Ye Feng's making games to the present, whenever someone asks him what his original intention of making games is, his answer is a simple sentence, serious and sincere, "I just want a super difficult one."

"Okay, I know you are arrogant, so I won't expose you." Cui Chang waved his hand, thinking that Ye Feng's move was ashamed to admit everyone's praise for him, and also embarrassed to express his original intention.

"Don't you just like to make players happy, look at your awkward look!" Cui Chang slapped Ye Feng on the back.

"Our boss, it's like this." Song Shan also laughed at the side, "The only shortcoming of our boss is that he can't express it."

Nima!

Ye Feng looked at his friend in astonishment, after so many years, you still don't understand me? I fucking really want to torture players!

Song Shan ignored the look in his friend's eyes, "I used to think so too, especially after digging the ground for a promotion. At that time, I was thinking, Dogecoin is really vicious."

"When I was in the dead cell later, I was also thinking, it's really not human, and I still think you are despicable."

"But then I didn't think so." Song Shan didn't know when he started to change his mind, maybe it started from the joyful handheld, or from the player sitting in front of the screen a long time ago, baring his teeth and shouting. When the old thief takes his life...

He still didn't say a word, just like the players on the Internet are often amazed, the connection of Death Stranding seems to be tailor-made for these sleeping players.

They did a study before, that is, if the player is told directly in the consciousness layer that they are sleeping and their relatives are waiting for them, can the player wake up?

In private, they have also done corresponding experiments and tests, and concluded that the probability of awakening is too low, just like many patients can actually hear the call of their relatives when they are asleep, but they cannot open their eyes. Opening my eyes, I could only vaguely hear someone shouting.

Like a ghost pressing a bed,

The most important thing is that everyone's consciousness can't be formed. Most of the human brains have uneven ability to graphic fantasy. Through the game, players are given corresponding images, and they are used as anchors to connect reality. point.

The real world that ordinary people can't locate, the call that can't be located in the dark world, since the players don't know where it is and where it comes from, it stimulates the nerves of those players in a dominant form.

Cui Chang looked at Ye Feng. The military had conducted a series of analyzes on this behavior, and everyone agreed that this was not a coincidence.

"Boom——"

When the few people were chatting, there was a knock on the door outside the monitoring room. Cui Chang looked at the door suspiciously. There are guards guarding them outside. I will ensure that no one else is allowed to approach here.

Unless it is, special circumstances.

He walked to the door, and through the transparent one-way window of the monitoring room door, he could see a doctor standing behind the door, and several people in ordinary clothes.

They look very familiar, and if you look back carefully, you can recognize them. These are the few people who just woke up from a deep sleep not long ago.

"Can you leave the hospital?" Cui Chang opened the door and nodded to the doctor.

He could see that the doctor brought these people over to say goodbye, or say goodbye to Ye Feng.

"Well, the doctor said that we can be discharged from the hospital. I heard that Mr. Ye is here, so I thought everyone would come over and say thank you." The people in front of them were of different ages, and they looked past him to Ye Feng behind him .

"I'm also very happy to see everyone waking up." Seeing the patient who came to the door, Ye Feng couldn't help showing a shy smile on his face. He scratched the back of his head and grinned slightly.

This is not the first batch of discharged patients he has received, but every time he meets their eyes, he feels embarrassed.

"After waking up this time, we have prepared some things to thank, and we are also planning to hold a celebration party at the Haishi Library during the Lantern Festival. I hope that Mr. Ye will come and have a look." One of them looked at Ye Feng, Seriously said.

They looked at Ye Feng gratefully. Rather than saying that this time was a celebration party, it would be better to say that this is a gratitude party.

Because following this trend, most patients can wake up before the Spring Festival.

When I wake up in a deep sleep, I don’t know the year, and the memory is still yesterday in a trance.

The days when these people sleep are also different, some months, some years.

Being able to wake up before the Spring Festival is already the biggest Spring Festival gift for them.

Originally, I wanted to say that this was a gratitude meeting, but I heard on the Internet that the old thief is not such a high-profile person. If it is really a collective thank you, then he will definitely not appear at the meeting.

So gratitude becomes a celebration.

"This..." Ye Feng was about to refuse, but Cui Chang interrupted him directly, "Go, this kind of celebration will be meaningless without you."

Cui Chang's thinking is very different from Ye Feng's. He thinks that those who make contributions should enjoy the recognition.

Several patients stared into Ye Feng's eyes. This celebration was of great significance to them.

Ye Feng looked at the crowd and nodded after a long time.

"How about this, the official will provide a venue for you to host this celebration." Cui Chang clapped his hands excitedly.

The others glanced at him gratefully, thanked him again, and left the ward.

After everyone left, Ye Feng looked at Cui Chang with a thoughtful look, "Since there is a celebration, why don't we make it bigger."

"Huh?" Cui Chang looked at Ye Feng suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

"Looking at the past, whether it was E3, Cologne or Neon and other game exhibitions, it was someone else's."

"Now, we can also have our own game exhibition." After Ye Feng finished speaking, everyone was taken aback.

Because in the past, they never thought of this. The history of these game exhibitions is too long, and they have not thought about their origin for a long time.

And now, by the Lantern Festival, by the celebration, by the family reunion, they can also have their own game show.