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

  Chapter 340 Own game show

   "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 into laughter.

  From Ye Feng’s making games to the present, whenever someone asks him what his original intention in making games is, his answer is always 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 **** really want to torture players!

  Song Shan ignored his friend's eyes, "I used to think the same way, especially after digging the ground for promotion, I was thinking at that time, Dogecoin is really vicious."

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

   "But then I don't think so anymore." Song Shan didn't know when he started to change his mind, maybe it started from the joyful handheld, or from the time long ago when the player sat in front of the screen and grinned and shouted that the old thief took his life...

  He still didn't say a word, just like the players on the Internet often marvel, 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 such 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, and can only vaguely hear someone calling.

  It’s like a ghost press,

  The most important thing is that everyone’s consciousness can’t be formed. Most of the human brain’s ability to imagine graphics is uneven. Through the game, the corresponding image is given to the player, and it is used as an anchor point to connect reality.

  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 will stimulate the nerves of those players in a dominant form.

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

   "Boom—"

  While several people were chatting, there was a knock on the door from outside the monitoring room. Cui Chang looked out the door suspiciously. There are guards guarding them outside. Generally, no one will be allowed to knock on the door, and no one will be allowed to come here.

   Unless it is, a special case.

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

  They looked very familiar. If you carefully identify and recall, you can recognize them. These are the few people who just woke up from a deep sleep not long ago.

   "You can leave the hospital?" Cui Chang opened the door and nodded to the doctor.

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

   "Well, the doctor said 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." Ye Feng couldn't help showing a shy smile on his face when he saw the patient who came to the door. 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 people have prepared some things to thank, and we are also planning to hold a celebration party in the Haishi Library during the Lantern Festival. I hope Mr. Ye can come and have a look." One of them looked at Ye Feng and said seriously.

  They looked at Ye Feng gratefully. Rather than saying that this time is a celebration party, it is 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 everyone, and nodded after a long time.

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

  The rest of the people looked at him gratefully, thanked him again, and left the ward.

   After everyone left, Ye Feng looked at Cui Chang with a thoughtful look, "Since we are going to hold 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 is E3, Cologne or Neon and other game exhibitions, they belong to others.”

   "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.

  Now, just in time for Lantern Festival, celebration, and family reunion, they can also have their own game show.

  (end of this chapter)