Chapter 266: The Loyal Scumbag
"Too strong, making it all the way from the qualifiers to the finals."
"My palms were sweating watching the last game."
"I always thought this was a game similar to CF, but it turned out to be completely different."
"I've decided. I'll download one and try it out when I get back!"
…
At the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds competition, audiences left the venue like a tide, constantly discussing the game that had just ended, full of excitement.
As a brand new shooting game that has just emerged, it has already received a lot of attention.
Now, after experiencing this competition, players have come to understand its charm, and even those who originally did not like it very much have changed their views.
Not to mention the major live broadcast rooms.
The barrage of comments had already exploded with heated discussions about the game content, while others were rushing to download the game and call their friends to start a group.
They soon discovered.
After you really get started.
The perception it brings is completely different.
first.
"PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" is undoubtedly very outstanding in creating a real battlefield environment, giving people an immersive feeling.
Not only can they experience real gunfights, explosions and survival in the game, but they also feel a sense of tension of being surrounded by enemies, which is very addictive.
Secondly.
It’s the various ways to play it.
A single gameplay may not be very eye-catching.
But when the series of gameplay such as poison circle, gun modification, airdropped supplies, vehicles, killing and dropping, sound positioning, and lurking are put together, it brings an unprecedented fresh experience and makes people immersed in it.
Finally, there is its optimization and physical feedback.
Even the most picky players have to admire that this is one of the best optimized games they have ever seen.
All these factors add up.
This finally led to the popularity of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.
Rental houses, student dormitories, live broadcast rooms, and even Internet cafes were all filled with the sound of this game, which was extremely popular at the time.
Those anchors who switched to the PUBG section as soon as possible were so grinning that their mouths were crooked.
"From now on, CF's dominance will become a two-way split."
In a certain house, a social animal who was chatting on the microphone with a few friends sighed.
"Who cares who's older? As long as the game is fun, that's fine."
"That's right, let's move on to the next one. I'm the C in this game, so I'm sure I'll win!"
"You are still the main C. I don't know who was killed just now, causing us to be implicated."
"How about we try the beach? I heard someone found a yacht carrier at the port. It seems quite interesting."
"Okay, we can attack from the sea and around the island!"
After that, several people entered the game again.
Unfortunately , this time the safe zone did not cover the port, causing them to jump to the supply point near the bridgehead in vain.
After looting supplies, we had no choice but to drive away from the secondary island and cross the bridge.
However.
Just when they were halfway across the bridge.
Suddenly, with a "bang", the car tire was punctured by the nails lying on the ground, and the sense of direction was lost instantly.
"What the hell! Who put nails here?!"
A few people cursed, looked around to see that there was no one around, and immediately parked the car to the side and went to a few cars in the distance to prepare to transfer.
As a result, just as he approached the vehicle, a gunshot suddenly rang out above his head.
It hit the gasoline barrel placed next to it.
boom!
The gasoline barrel exploded, turning into a blazing fire that instantly spread all around. Several people near the car had no time to react and were burned to death on the spot.
[You used a gasoline barrel to eliminate Old Yinbi No. 1. ]
[You used a gasoline barrel to eliminate Old Yinbi No. 2. ]
You use a gasoline barrel...
A series of kill notifications caused the team hiding on the bridge to suddenly burst into cheers.
"It worked! It really worked!"
"Hahaha, you little brat, you dare to ride in our car? I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word death."
“This game is really fun.”
"Go, go, go, and mess with someone else."
The evil plan succeeded, and several people jumped onto the bridge and set up a new trap.
Little did they know.
At this time, on the distant hillside, there was a host who was explaining to the camera while throwing gasoline barrels and time bombs onto the motorcycle next to him.
"From observing the map, I know that the distance between me and those people on the bridge is about 320 meters. The damage of bullets will decrease with distance."
"Considering that they will set a new trap at the original location, it will take about a minute, so we have plenty of time to aim."
"The capacity of a barrel of gasoline is 2L. The directional force generated by the explosion of 93 gasoline is up to 425 Newtons, which can lift a motorcycle into the sky..."
Balabala explained a lot.
The audience in the live broadcast room were laughing so hard that they had no idea that this guy was just bragging in a serious manner.
Just like that, I was talking nonsense.
The anchor finally placed the time bomb and hurried away from the motorcycle.
Next second.
With a loud bang.
The time bomb and gasoline barrel under the motorcycle exploded suddenly, and actually blew the entire motorcycle into the sky.
With a raging flame and a long exhaust, it fell rapidly towards the bridge in the distance like a falling comet.
at last.
Landed near several players who were setting up the scene.
"boom--"
The motorcycle exploded, flames shot up into the sky, and the oil barrels they had just placed out also exploded one after another, instantly sweeping across the bridge.
【You eliminated the little boy with your motorcycle. 】
[You defeated Billy the Monster King using a motorcycle.]
【You eliminated Raw Coke with your motorcycle.】
[You eliminated Mr. Hatta using a motorcycle.]
In the blink of an eye, the four members of the team died.
audience:???
WTF! ?
Is this even possible?
Seeing this scene, the entire live broadcast room exploded.
The question marks were almost connected into one, filling the entire screen.
Even the host himself looked dazed.
He originally just wanted to create a show effect, but he didn't expect it to actually work!
“Ahem…”
After the embarrassment, he immediately raised his head and chest and said: "See? This is the power of knowledge!"
As soon as these words came out.
The audience couldn't hold it anymore and there was another round of boos.
But it has to be said.
The game's physics engine really amazed them, as it could even make such an outrageous operation possible.
All of a sudden, players followed suit.
I also started to study various tricks.
The ambush at the bridgehead just now had already passed, and gradually other new things appeared.
Because they found that the vehicles in this game include not only cars and motorcycles, but also tanks, helicopters, paragliders, and cannons.
In short, there is nothing players can't do, as long as you can think of it.
A good battle royale game was turned into all kinds of tricks by these stupid players, and they never get tired of it.
…
"Mr. Chen, there are at least five battle royale games under development on the market, and some have added battle royale gameplay directly into games that are already in operation."
Honghuang, in the marketing department.
Chen Lin was listening to the market reports from his employees.
Although they had known that plagiarism and imitation would occur, the employees were inevitably worried when so many of them appeared at once.
After all, cases of backlash from plagiarists are not uncommon.
"Don't worry about them. We just need to do our own thing. If they like to copy, let them copy."
Chen Lin waved his hands and didn't care.
Because this kind of thing cannot be stopped even if we try to stop it. If the enemy comes, we will fight him with soldiers and if the water comes, we will block it with earth. It is useless to think too much.
And no game in the world lasts forever.
Even if you always keep your original intention unchanged, times will change and players will change.
It’s like some games that he thought were very good in his previous life, but those old players who have played them for several years said that they were getting worse and worse.
In fact, they didn't find out.
After countless updates, the quality of the game is much higher than it was at the beginning.
But they always miss the original version and think that is the most fun version.
Of course, there are inhuman factors in the planning.
Little did they know.
People are getting old.
Becoming nostalgic.
It is not easy to adapt to new things.
What they miss is not the very inferior version now, but the happy time.
The game is just a carrier.
No matter how well you do, they will think that you have changed, not themselves.
To put it bluntly.
I'm just tired of playing.
But I can't bear to leave.
He hopes that the yellow-faced woman who has been with him for many years can turn back into the innocent girl she used to be, but he doesn't want to admit that he is no longer that lively boy.
Pooh!
Scumbag!
Uh... that doesn't seem right.
A loyal scumbag?
Chen Lin touched his chin and thought about this question carefully.
When the employees saw him like this, they thought he was thinking about something serious, so they stopped disturbing him and sat back in their seats quietly.
Until a shout was heard from a distance.
This interrupted the silent atmosphere.
"Mr. Chen, someone is looking for you."
Administrator Xiaoli stood at the door and shouted from afar, which woke Chen Lin up and attracted the attention of the employees.
Next to her stood a burly middle-aged man wearing glasses, and his aura instantly permeated the entire place.
What is this?
Are the bandits leaving the village?
The employees were immediately startled and on their guard.
But unexpectedly.
When Chen Lin saw the person coming, he suddenly showed joy: "Old Liu, you are finally here."
The man who appeared outside the door was his mentor, Professor Liu Heng.
"I have been arranging the research project for a while, and I just finished it today."
Liu Heng, who had just arrived, looked around in surprise: "I didn't expect your studio is so big, there must be hundreds of people, right?"
You know.
Even his assistants and students only number a few dozen people in total, which is nothing compared to this scale.
"We are all members of the studio, and I will need your help in guiding them in the future." Chen Lin walked up with a smile.
"That's fine. I'm not very busy right now as the project has just been established. I'll come and see more often when I have time. Take me to the art team first."
The two of them walked inside while talking.
After they walked away, Lao Song and Lao Li, who had heard the news, called Xiao Li.
"Xiao Li, who is that person? Why does the boss seem so polite? Is he an important person?"
"He is indeed a big shot, a professor, and it seems he is Mr. Chen's former mentor. He was invited to be the art director." Xiaoli said with lingering fear.
When she saw Liu Heng for the first time, she was shocked.
"A professor?"
"Mr. Chen invited a professor to provide guidance?"
Old Song and Old Li were both shocked when they heard this. The employees who heard their conversation were also shocked and unconsciously looked at the figure that was already going away.
You know.
To obtain the title of professor, one must be at least level four or above.
It is equivalent to having a deputy director-level position .
They are either key members of national scientific research teams or hold nominal positions in well-known universities.
Any one of them is a person with great reputation in the relevant academic circles and has certain research results.
If one reaches the level of second-level professor or above, he or she will be a master-level figure.
"He shouldn't be at level two. We usually can't get in touch with people of that level. But to be able to invite a professor to give guidance, Mr. Chen's connections are incredible." Old Li exclaimed in amazement.
"Have you invited an art director like this? Are you planning to make a game with a different art style?"
Old Song was a man of keen observation and could see the clues at a glance.
After all, according to his understanding of Chen Lin, he would not easily ask for external help unless he was unsure.
That is to say.
There are big game projects to be finalized.
And it’s a game unlike any other!
A game that even their bosses take very seriously!
"Let's go and take a look."
After saying that, Old Song and Old Li rushed towards where Chen Lin was.
From a distance, you can still hear the conversation between the two.
"I'm planning to make a fantasy epic masterpiece, an MMORPG. It might take a long time to develop, and the art style is very demanding. Lao Liu, you have to help me. Research funding and other things are easy to discuss."
"What's the matter with money? How can I not help you now that we've come to this point? ...So how much funding are you going to give me?"
