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Chapter 14 - 14 Unlucky KongKong_1

Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Unlucky KongKong_1

After explaining to his wife that he hadn't gone for a foot bath but had worked overtime instead, Mr. Shen had to make many promises before his wife let him off the hook.

Wiping away his sweat, he felt a pang of heartache for the new hairs wasted while coming up with excuses, and Mr. Shen reflected on his previous gaming experience, still feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

How could this game be so fun?

The game's flow experience was nearly flawless, the incremental growth in values was not explosive, but it felt solid.

Every increase in values gave players a sense of becoming stronger, which was immediately reflected in the game, allowing players to feel their progress through various details.

Moreover, this change was not isolated.

An improvement in physique allowed players to face some traps head-on without fearing instant death.

An increase in strength even allowed players to break through walls and reach another room directly.

An increase in charm would make the princess in the dungeon perform better, thus making the rewards more valuable after clearing the level.

If the game's scenes and gameplay were a good dish, the game's values were an excellent seasoning, making the game even more delectable.

"I wonder who the value planner is, Fang Cheng really struck gold this time. Judging by the scope, 30 yuan isn't excessive. Considering the graphics, 48 isn't too much either. If a gameplay designer got involved and did some in-depth design, that would be even better," Mr. Shen said.

As Mr. Shen was pondering on how to price the game, a phone call came in.

It was the CEO of Tianyi.

Although Mr. Shen was only in his forties, he was among the first generation of game developers in China, dropping out of school to make games at fifteen and participating in the creation of early DOS, console, and PC games, gaining a small reputation in the gaming world.

Furthermore, because he enjoyed mentoring juniors, many in the gaming industry had received his advice, and he was well-connected in the gaming community. Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com

Not to mention, after joining Tianxiong Game Training College, he sent out a new batch of trainees every six months, which only elevated his status in the industry.

Answering the phone, Mr. Shen heard the other person say, "Mr. Shen? We had an agreement last time. Kongkong Studio's new game is about to launch, and we need to hold a small release event. Are you available today?"

KongKong spoke until he was out of breath; Mr. Shen listened with no interest at all.

His values were just like that. In his eyes, a game was merely an instrument for making money. The so-called gameplay and philosophy were all in service of this point—profits through and through.

Every game used various leaderboards and VIP payment systems to get players to spend a significant amount of money in a short time and to quickly abandon the game once its lifespan was exhausted, even selling the game's source code to sink it into the secondary market.

Right, but it was infuriating.

After spending half an hour explaining his monetization philosophy, KongKong finally began to explain the actual gameplay of the game.

Under the lead designer's control, KongKong explained one by one, "We've implemented an environmental physics system where everything in the environment can interact with the player. You can smash torches, destroy walls, even dig traps and lure enemies into them, then cause destruction. We have as many as thirteen dungeons, each with its own distinct gameplay."

At the mention of the number thirteen, the audience was thrilled, eagerly raising their hands to ask, "Thirteen dungeons, and each one has different gameplay?"

KongKong hesitated for only half a second before confidently saying, "All different. And clearing any one of the dungeons will give you different items and introduce some variation into the game's mechanics."

"Not bad," said a gamer who couldn't help but remark.

He nudged Mr. Shen, who was still yawning, and whispered, "KongKong does have some skills; although he's always looking at money, at least the game sounds pretty good. What do you think the peak revenue for this game could be? I guess it could hit two hundred million a month."

Mr. Shen wiped away the tear from the corner of his eye, then said, "I agreed with your opinion yesterday, today I cannot."

"Then what's your number?"

"Two million, at most."

"Come on, that won't even cover the cost."

"Well, there's nothing to be done about it if it's just bad luck."

Sighing, Mr. Shen felt KongKong really had bad luck but also sensed a deep satisfaction.

Who told you to be blind to the big fish that I had referred to you?