Cartoonist Code

"What about dog food? Generally, this kind of game has dog food, right? How did you set up the dog food? Does the ship's dismantling remove them?"

It's a bit cruel to tear down one ship girl and become the nourishment for other ship girls to become stronger.

"No, it's the ship's outfit that was removed. The ship's girl without the ship's outfit will become an ordinary person. When the player wanders around the harbor or the cafeteria in the game, you will see the ship's girl disassembled."

Although Dongfang Ming wanted to make the plot of "Battleship Project" more tragic, he didn't want to write about the dark and profound disability. He wanted to abuse the players, not the characters in it.

In this type of game, the most important thing is actually the vertical painting. The vertical painting must be good-looking. No matter how well-known voice actors are to attract everyone, the probability of the activity pool should not be too low. Don't ship it after it's used up, otherwise the Africans will jump off the building.

The game's liver is a little lower, so that casual players can relax, and try to make the white boat useful as well, which can transform the rising star to become the main force.

"Can this game catch fire?"

Shirakami Fubuki knelt on the ground, lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

"do not know."

Dongfang Ming shook his head, how did he know if the magic-modified ship girl game would be popular? Anyway, he made the paper man wife inside it so that it could be moved, poked, and the viewing angle could be rotated 360°. There are a lot of Ah Zhai playing.

It doesn't matter if it's not popular, even if you don't make money and don't owe it, it's fine even if you owe it, the game can be changed slowly, and it may come back to life.

If it is really dead, that's fine, anyway, he has a lot of money.

After the release of Clannad, he made another big profit.

If the game is not done well, it's a big deal that he suffers from critics, and let online trolls spray him if he can't draw comics well, and make garbage games. After a while, this matter will pass.

"I thought you were full of confidence."

Xiaohu was surprised by Dongfang Ming's words. She always thought that Dongfang Ming's every step was well thought out. So far, whether it is comics, animation, ACGN website or games, it has been successful.

"You think highly of me, I just think I can work harder with more money."

Being rich means being able to do whatever you want. For projects like these, Dongfang Ming knows that there is a chance of failure, but failure is not a big problem for him.

There is a lot of money, and if you fail, you can stand up quickly, learn the lessons of the first time, and try the second time.

"I don't really look forward to the game of the ship woman. If it is a ship man, it's better to say." Baishang Chuixue made a joke, and found that Dongfang Ming did not respond, stuck his tongue out and said, "I want to play that elf you said. Pokémon, those little fairies you drew are so cute."

"Well, after that game is done, I should be able to roam freely."

The game "Pokémon", if it sells well, you can make money lying down. Of course, Dongfang Ming is impossible to make money lying down.

"Catch the waves?" Bai Shang Fuxue sat up, and she leaned against the bed, "Are you going outside to mess with flowers?"

"No, what am I doing to mess with flowers... Tsk, what's so good about women outside."

Dongfang Ming said disdainfully, not to mention that he is a single push little fox, even if he is not a single pusher, but a DD, then it is impossible to go out and mess with flowers. There are so many girls in the apartment, isn't it incense to provoke them?

"Emmmmmm." Shirakami Fubuki held her chin and said nothing, her happy wagging tail betrayed her happy mood. Obviously, she likes Dongfang Ming's attitude.

"When "Pokémon" is done, I may be very rich. Although I am very rich now, I will be even richer at that time. With that money, even if ACGN keeps losing money in the future, there is no problem."

"Pokémon" Dongfang Ming wants to be like 3A, starting from the young man named Chi in Zhenxin Town, and the subsequent generations are all DLC. It is normal for a DLC to be as big as the original or even bigger than the original. Support online battle exchange. In DLC, you can choose a new protagonist to play, or you can choose the previous protagonist to carry your own elves, but the content of the start and the level of the elves will be different.

Although you can make money lying down after the game is successful, Dongfang Ming still wants to stand to make money to make the game more and more fun, instead of being aggressive and even starting to castrate the game.

Chapter 211 Hair Lost

"Oooeeeoooahahtingtangwallawallabangbang."

The fox that has been raised for two years seems to be crazy again today.

Shrinking in the quilt with only his small head exposed, Dongfang Ming reluctantly looked at the little fox who was sitting on the gaming chair with only his back.

Early morning live singing...

Dongfang Ming looked at his phone, 2:00 pm, okay, it's getting late.

The little fox called her in the morning, and he was the one who couldn't stay in bed. Because it was too late for the little fox to toss with him last night, Chuixue woke him up in the morning, he said he would sleep for another five minutes, but he didn't expect this sleep to go into the afternoon.

It is known that human beings have mastered the ability to travel through five minutes of sleep to a few hours later.

How could Dongfang Ming, a true transmigrator, not.

As if feeling a little bit, Baishui Chuixue looked back and saw Dongfang Ming, who had only one head huddled inside the quilt. She pointed to the small table in the center of the room.

On the table, there are potato chips, spicy strips, donuts, and simply noodles.

It means let him eat when he is hungry, they have already finished lunch.

"Oh."

Dongfang Ming sat up from the bed, still wrapped in a quilt, just one funny face away from the emoji.

Without the little fox's wake-up service, he would be in a daze. I used to be in a daze, but now I don't know why, the daze after getting up has turned into a random thought.

Thoughts are floating around, thinking of abnormal things anyway.

For example, I want to eat the display screen, I want to bite the four ears of the snow, I want to bite the tail of the snow, I want to shave the tail of the snow, and I want to pluck the hair of the snow.

All these strange thoughts run through my mind.

Dongfang Ming's eyes flickered as he watched Baishang Chuixue's big tail hanging on the left, still a long way from the ground.

He knew that Fubuki's tail was fluffy and not delicious, but he just wanted to bite and play.

This idea was only for a while, and soon Dongfang Ming was attracted by more interesting things. He found that there was a tuft of hair on the ground, and the snow seemed to be shedding.

It might be nice to collect these fluffs and make something.

The sober Dongfang Ming got out of bed and spread the quilt.

Rather than stacking the quilt, he prefers to lay the quilt flat for a more aesthetically pleasing look

Luckily my mom wasn't here, if the **** was, she'd have to make a cube. Before crossing, Dongfang Ming was not diligent in cleaning the room, because his mother was there anyway, so he was often complained about the mess in the house.

In fact, normally speaking, his room is not very messy. In his eyes, the room is fine, but in his mother's eyes, it is a garbage dump.

However, because he lived alone and later lived with the little fox, his room was no longer a garbage dump in the eyes of his mother.

I really want to talk to Fukiyuki...

Dongfang Ming watched the live broadcast of the little fox and it was difficult to disturb it. The fox's demonic song was replaced with another demonic song.

After eating some snacks, Dongfang Ming began to clean the house. He found that the little fox shed a lot of hair.

The fox didn't seem to notice that she was shedding her hair. Her tail was dangling, and she rubbed on the chair from time to time. Every time she rubbed it, a bunch of fluffy hair fell off, some black and some white.