To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 601 - 345 Youre Viral (Part 2)_2

Chapter 601 -345: You’re Viral (Part 2)_2

Chapter 601 -345: You’re Viral (Part 2)_2

Alan, who lived with him, realized that Qiu Yu had become a ghost whose only task each day was to get up and then play games.

The other person’s reaction clearly slowed down a lot, and many times they couldn’t hear what was being said to them at all; their mind was filled with games.

Finally seizing the opportunity during mealtime, Alan put the braised pork ribs he cooked on the table and, watching Qiu Yu devour rice, said with concern, “Qiu Yu, aren’t you pushing yourself too hard? Although I know that to succeed, you have to be a little crazy. But you’ve practically become mentally ill.”

“Mentally ill… Hold on, I’ve got an inspiration!”

Seeing Qiu Yu put down his chopsticks and about to run off, Alan grabbed him and said sternly, “Qiu Yu, I’m serious, you could die suddenly from this.”

Qiu Yu’s gaze gradually became clearer, as if he had just woken up, and he said with a bitter smile, “I know, and I can feel that this is my last chance.”

“There can be many opportunities in life.”

“But I’m already twenty-six,” Qiu Yu continued. “If I don’t make some achievements, I’ll have to go work in a factory.”

Realizing that Alan had no intention of letting go, Qiu Yu shook his head, “The gaming industry in Huaxia is extremely brutal; without sufficient experience, I couldn’t get ahead. Although my previous games made me a little money, it’s still a bit far from my dream of starting my own studio. I must seize every opportunity now, and there won’t be many of them; right now, I just have this one.”

“I know what you’re worried about, but really, there is no need to. This is no longer a winner-takes-all market.”

“It is so.”

“Really?”

Alan smiled and opened up the MOD statistical data for “Spirit Vessel.”

These data were public, and the way Fang Cheng Studio handled things was always aboveboard. What other games treated as precious data, they saw no issue in making public.

While this transparency meant they earned less in secret, like how everyone could easily calculate the share from the MODs, such transparency was also an indispensable quality of a platform poised to scale up.

Pointing at the data, Alan said, “According to my research, the MOD income for ‘Spirit Vessel’ is at least 1.2 billion, with at least 13,000 people earning over 5,000 a month. This figure is still growing steadily, and I estimate that after this year’s promotions, it could reach 3 billion, with at least 40,000 people earning over 5,000. Do you know what this means? It means that the gaming market here is starting to open up, the era of gaming for everyone has arrived, and we are all beneficiaries.”

With that, Alan excitedly said, “The cost of making games will be significantly reduced due to this MOD, some games that don’t rely heavily on programming will stand out, niche games under the boost of Game Inn will have their own exposure channels, and individual games will see a significant improvement. You’ve been so immersed in gaming lately that you haven’t felt it, but I’ve noticed that there are more and more thoughtful games, an occurrence that would only have been seen during the gaming boom thirty years ago. You all now have the weapons to fight against major gaming manufacturers, and this is no longer a winner-takes-all era.”

Listening to Alan’s passionate speech, Qiu Yu didn’t reply until later, finally saying sullenly, “You don’t understand.”

“No, I understand all too well. The only reason you’re working so hard is that you want to prove yourself to Fang Cheng. Ah, my Chinese isn’t very good, but you should know that when I say ‘prove yourself,’ I don’t mean it as a derogatory term.”

“I can understand.”

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“That’s great. You may not even realize it, but all your motivation comes from wanting to earn Fang Cheng’s recognition. People often say that the closer you get to your idol, the more you realize they’re just human. But Fang Cheng is different; the closer you get, the more his genius burns you.”

“…”

“You’re silent because you realize your own thoughts. But you’re still hiding them under other notions. Face yourself, it’s not shameful to see others as your goal.”

Alan’s words made Qiu Yu feel a touch of anger, but beyond the anger, he began to examine his thoughts and had to admit that there was a tiny bit of truth in what Alan had said.

Of course, just a tiny bit.

All his life, Qiu Yu had always been the object of envy, he had never looked up to anyone before.

When he found himself filled with admiration for Fang Cheng, his mood sank even further.

Alan patted Qiu Yu on the shoulder, continuing, “Everyone has their own mission, and yours isn’t to defeat Fang Cheng, but to create the ideal game you envision.”

“…I understand.”

“Good, if you understand. Now, go get some sleep, and when you wake up, I’ll help you with a portion of the work.”

“But…”

Qiu Yu instinctively wanted to refuse, but Alan didn’t give him the chance.

Looking at Qiu Yu, Alan said earnestly, “I know what you’re thinking; you want to show your strength to the other side on your own merits. But did Fang Cheng make his game alone? Even in an era where the cost of game development has significantly decreased, having an extra person can make your game more fun. So, you know what you should do, right?”

“I understand.”

“And then?”

Taking a deep breath, Qiu Yu looked at Alan and said seriously, “Alan, please help me.”

Alan showed a big smile at Qiu Yu and said earnestly, “No problem. Don’t think of me just as a music planner; I’m also an expert in other areas.”

“Alright, I trust you.”

With his doubts cleared by Alan, Qiu Yu felt a wave of sleepiness and fell asleep without even making it to his bed.

Alan had no choice but to drag Qiu Yu to bed, then he opened Qiu Yu’s planning documents and started reading them seriously.

After a full twelve hours of sleep, the collaboration between the two officially began.

With Alan’s addition, the game’s development progressed much faster.

The music could be completely left to Alan, and some of the practical designs could be fully managed by him. However, what dissatisfied Qiu Yu was Alan’s apparent fondness for turning characters into human-shaped pile drivers, insisting on adding a flirting feature to every NPC.

To this, Alan stated that it was a unique charm of Gaul and it had to be added.

Their relationship completely morphed into a collaborative mode, where they would argue over certain features but also marvel at each other’s genius ideas.

After half a month of enthusiastic collaboration, their new game was born.

“Sinful Country” was the name of the game, where players are foreigners who arrived in an accident.

At the start of the game, players could decide their identities, which could range from human to humanoid, and they could even play as an immobile old tree, adventuring in this fantasy world.

There were no mandatory main quests in this world: the player was a genuine foreigner, traveling, researching, and farming in this world.

If they grew tired of the exhaustion from constantly running dungeons, players could also open a small inn, providing services to adventurers from all over.

There were four countries in this world to choose from; players could join one and become a soldier there, growing into a general through trials of blood and fire.

They could also unleash their beastly skills to conquer princesses one by one and then use a harem to bring peace to the area.

Even, players could become beggars, personally experiencing the destitution and ultimately dying in an obscure corner unknown to all.

The world was not perfect, and some areas even had unavoidable bugs, but Qiu Yu felt that he had expressed everything he wanted to in this game.

After submitting the game, he finally couldn’t resist collapsing then fell into a deep sleep again.

When he was shaken awake by Alan, he saw Alan excitedly looking at him, shouting, “Stop sleeping, you’ve become a sensation!”