Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   "Everything is going well." On the screen, Jack with brown pupils showed a smug smile.

   "It's not easy to play with those hillbillies from the Eastern Kingdom."

   "You were all too cautious, my friends, in my opinion."

  On the other side of Snowstorm headquarters, Wall wearing a monocle frowned after hearing this.

   "Don't underestimate the enemy, our enemy is not the small fish and shrimps in the past, the general manager of Fengyun Studio is said to be a little real..."

   "All right, all right, Wall, take it easy." Jack waved his hands in an extremely frivolous gesture.

  The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Jack said: "Isn't the plan going smoothly now?"

   "The game environment of those eastern countries has been completely divided by us, and their popularity has plummeted. Next, it is a good time for us to further control the market."

  Jack mobilized the current popularity panels of various companies. During this period of time, the games of each company have recovered to a certain extent.

  Combined with the gimmick of the joint statement some time ago, it is finally not as bleak as before.

   "Besides, no matter how terrible the methods of the leader of Fengyun Studio are, the overseas side is beyond reach, and they can't reach them."

   "As for their person in charge overseas, you have already understood how much it is, haven't you?" Jack laughed.

  Wall fell silent and stopped talking.

  Seeing that a consensus was reached, Frank coughed a few times.

   "Since this is the case, then continue to implement the plan to suppress Fengyun Studio, and make sure they cannot turn over. This can be done, my friend."

   "Of course." Jack said.

   "There is one more thing." At this time, Wall suddenly said, "Before the 'Twilight Lion' rejected our financing proposal."

   Mentioning Mushi, the other two paused.

   It seems that he is more afraid of that side than Fengyun Studio.

   After a long while, Jack sneered, "It's just the nouveau riche who rely on their family fortune to toss around. Since they don't know good and bad, let's show them the color."

  Frank nodded, "Be careful, the focus now is on the competition for the computer game market."

   "Don't worry." Jack shrugged.

  The screen went black, and the three of them finally ended the meeting.

  Frank breathed a sigh of relief, with a rare smile on his face.

  Don't look at the superficial plan is going so smoothly, secretly the three families have been planning for a long time, which led to the current situation.

   Fortunately, everything is correct.

  Out of the meeting room, the secretary waiting at the door walked quickly.

   "Boss." The secretary bowed his head.

  Frank squinted at the secretary, "What happened?"

  He knew that the other party was in such a hurry, something new must have happened.

   "There has been a change in Fengyun Studio." The secretary said directly without hiding anything.

   "Fengyun Studio?" Frank stared. These days, this name is undoubtedly the word that touches their nerves the most.

   Compared with other game companies in Dongfang Kingdom, its reputation is many times greater.

"what happened?"

   "The other party has stepped up the promotion of a game, and the number of online users in the game has ushered in a small increase. Fortunately, the increase is not much, and the previous public opinion has a great influence." The secretary glanced at Frank carefully.

   "Is that what it is? Let them go, it's just a dying struggle." Frank helped his collar and sneered.

   "I'm still busy. I don't need to report this kind of thing in the future."

  Frank waved his hand and strode outside.

  Leaving the secretary hesitating on the spot, looking at the information called up in advance on the tablet, the home page of the screen, the words of the game are still beating.

"-living hell."

  …

   "F*ck! The firepower is too strong, please help, please help!"

   "Commander, what should we do now, just say something!"

   "The back is full of guerrillas, and they can't move even if they are resurrected."

   "Wo Gan, can you play?!"

   On the game battlefield, Yun Mumu angrily took off the headset while listening to the Chinese-English mixed voice channel.

   "What is this command?!" Yun Mumu complained in a foreign language.

  Looking at the battlefield raging all around, even if Yun Mumu has killed a full 23 enemies so far, the situation is still not optimistic.

   In the live broadcast room, barrages began to come frequently.

   "MuMu, it's better to give up this one, you have played well."

   "I think so too. The strength of the opponent is too strong, and the situation is completely one-sided."

   "The opponent is about to occupy the penultimate point. It looks like they are going to lose."

  Yun Mumu sighed depressingly, and the avatar in the live broadcast switched to a sad expression in due course.

   What she is currently broadcasting live is naturally the game "Hell on Earth" recommended by Yunfeng a few days ago.

  Although she has always been very handy in this type of shooting game, even she can no longer change the disadvantages of the game.

  In this game, personal power can no longer decide anything.

living hell.

  This is a 50v50 battlefield sandbox game with hundreds of players participating. With the real World War II background, players can experience infantry, tanks, artillery and various ever-evolving frontline battles.

  On the battlefield, personal combat power has always been the most insignificant place.

   The team led by Yun Mumu has pretty good skills. They once had an advantage in the early stages of the game, but as the game progressed to the middle and late stages, the decline was finally revealed.

  On other fronts, with the retreat of other teams, even if they occupy a point, they will face the enemy's outflanking, so they have no choice but to retreat.

   Next, it was one-sided death.

   "Are you going to give up?" Yun Mumu sighed.

  Hell on Earth The game's outcome determination is very simple. The map is divided into 100 small areas according to horizontal A-J vertical 1-10.

  There are five points on the map, whichever captures the next five points wins.

  Yun Mumu opened the map.

  On the map, a large area has been filled with red, and the blue side she is in has lost a large area of ​​territory.

   Wait for the enemy to capture the fourth point, and then take down the last point where the blue team's base camp is located, and this war will be over.

   "It's really a game that is not friendly to Gaowan."

  Yun Mumu gritted her teeth, and after being resurrected from the resurrection point, she rushed to the center of the battle circle again.

  If it is in a game like CrossFire, she has the confidence to wipe out the opponent's team.

  But it is different in **** on earth. Bullets are flying on the battlefield, and there are dozens of people in the melee.

   After killing more than a dozen people, Yun Mumu was accidentally hit by a bullet from the opposite side again and died in battle.

   "Damn it." Yun Mumu puffed up.

   Pulling out the list of teammates, Yun Mumu looked at a strange id mixed in.

   There is nothing eye-catching, just like an unknown **** on the battlefield.

   "This guy, what the **** is he doing?"

  Yun Mumu muttered a few times.

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