Strange game designer.

Chapter 17 Apart from me, which game planner would consider the life and death of players?
"Each photo of a deceased person should have a specific triggering method. Once mastered, a whole family may be able to share the blessings and hardships together."

After Gao Ming finished eating, he placed the black and white photos beside him.

"Since I can let Dad and Mom deliver cakes at any time, I have a certain ability to protect myself, but if I want to survive in chaos, this is not enough. I need more helpers."

Xuan Wen's face flashed across Gao Ming's mind unconsciously. The psychological criminal serial murderer killed all the heroines and went directly to Gao Ming.

Every step of the plan is ruthless and precise. Such a person is very powerful and terrifying.

She was influenced by the unknown world because of Gao Ming's game design, and developed a twisted love for Gao Ming. But in fact, she has a strong independent will. Maybe the reason she wants to strengthen herself is to get rid of Gao Ming.

Xuan Wen is a good "colleague" and Gao Ming will help her, but their relationship at this stage is just cooperation.

"There are many people like Xuan Wen in the games I designed." Gao Ming recalled the suspense games he adapted from real cases. Among the 36 criminals, there were complete lunatics, hopeless perverts, and crazed devils. , but there are still a few who were forced to be stained with blood. They should not take the initiative to commit murder after the game becomes reality. "

No one is born a criminal, and many inducements to crime are accumulated over a long period of time.

Some born perverts with abnormal hormone secretion and different brain structures can become self-disciplined, progressive and friendly elites with the care and help of society and family; there are also some people who are kind, honest and honest by nature, but are distorted by the acquired environment and step by step Step by step into a monster that devours humanity.

If possible, Gao Ming would like to rewrite some of the tragedies he had designed before.

The vast sea makes it very difficult to find those criminals. Gao Ming silently memorized the contact information left by the investigators. It is a good choice to rely on the power of the investigation bureau, but once he gets involved, he may not be able to help himself.

His body sank into the sofa, Gao Ming listened to the sound of rain outside the window and kept busy until late.

He didn't dare to enter the bedroom to sleep. In the end, he was too sleepy, so he just wrapped himself in a thin quilt and curled up on the sofa to rest.

……

At five o'clock in the morning, Gao Ming was awakened by a knock on the door. After he sat up from the sofa, he did not open the door immediately, but looked out the window first. The heavy rain showed no sign of abating.

"Is this some kind of omen? I haven't seen the sun in days."

He moved his hands and feet, and after his body returned to normal, Gao Ming approached the door.

He lay down on the cat's eye and took a look, and immediately frowned.

"Gao Ming, are you up?" Xuan Wen stood at the door, holding the familiar red umbrella and smiling.

"What do you want to do?" Gao Ming put on his clothes as quickly as possible, wrapping himself tightly.

"I asked you to work together. We are going to make that love game and see if it can have an impact on me." Xuan Wen's smile was sweet.

"Are you too busy? It's only five o'clock! The subway isn't even open!" Gao Ming thought about the scene of being chased by Xuan Wen, but he never thought that one day he would be forced to go to work by Xuan Wen: "Besides, I haven’t been hired either, so can you just go by yourself?”

"Aren't you curious?" Xuan Wen knocked on the door again: "We can take a taxi to work, and you don't need to think about money."

"If you don't care about money, what's the point of going to work?" Gao Ming opened the door after briefly washing up.In order to prevent him from holding the same umbrella as Xuan Wen, he also put on a raincoat.

The two of them went downstairs and got into a taxi.The street lights had not yet been extinguished at this time, and the rain curtain connecting heaven and earth distorted the light, making this city feel dreamy and strange.

After missing the morning rush hour, the two of them arrived at the company in only one-third of the usual time.Using her employee card, Xuan Wen entered the Night Light Games office. She turned on the computer in a familiar manner and sorted out all the story lines of "To Our Fading Love".

Facai, who was originally lying sprawled out in the cat's nest, heard the crackling sound of the keyboard and moved sneakily behind Gao Ming. Its small paws hooked Gao Ming's pants and its big watery eyes opened, as if It's saying - you must not leave.

"I'm going to cut off the story lines of other heroines, or arrange various death endings for them, leaving only the two of us." Xuan Wen was very efficient and made a new plan in a short time.

"Why don't you kill me too?" Gao Ming sat at Wei Dayou's workstation, preparing to sleep for a while.

"We not only want to make this game, but also attract more players, erode their emotions, and let them know our story during the clearance process." Xuan Wen put the game-related information in front of Gao Ming : "This thing is good for both of us. If I succeed, we will make Zhao Xi's game next."

With Xuan Wen's "encouragement", Gao Ming "buoyed up" and the two began to design the murder case together and printed out some horrific pictures.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, Manager Gou was the first to enter the office. He wanted to make a comeback and always worked like a chicken with blood, but today he saw a high life with ghost blood.

"What time did you come here?" Manager Gou looked at the densely packed annotations on the projection screen, the hysterical game design, and the brand-new operation plan, and his eyes widened: "Gao Ming, why are you here?"

"Mr. Gou, I have a very bold design idea." Xuan Wen handed over the new plan to Manager Gou: "Now the game market is seriously homogenized, and we have limited funds. Normally designing games simply cannot stand out, so we might as well just go with it." Pioneer!"

"Didn't you agree yesterday to play the love game steadily? What do you mean?"

"She means to play the most terrifying love game." His eyes were bloodshot, and Gao Ming's mental state was very unstable, as if he had hit a ghost last night.

"No, we have to be responsible for our customers." Manager Gou shook his head: "Do it according to the customer's requirements. Making mistakes is also the customer's problem. If we insist on going our own way, who will bear the responsibility in the end? Are you coming?"

"Mr. Gou, don't insist on your own way. We should listen to everyone's opinions." Gao Ming joined in the persuasion: "Our studio simply does not have the ability to make games for everyone. In addition, players have begun to segment their own interests. circle, we only need to focus on a certain part of the market to reap rewards.”

"You are talking as if you are from our studio." Manager Gou scratched his wig. He lowered his head and looked at the design plan provided by Xuan Wen and Gao Ming. It was indeed very exciting.

Other employees of Night Light Studio arrived one after another, some wearing headphones and some carrying coffee.

Everyone was still very lazy at first, but when they saw the murder photos and death reports covering the table, their sleepiness slowly dissipated. These are not things that should appear in a love game studio.

"Dayou has chatted with me before, and I also know the current situation of our studio." When everyone arrived, Gao Ming directly entered the topic: "Are you willing to make a game you don't like? Your love game is really Is it competitive? If we destroy our brand again this time, we will probably never have a chance to turn around in the future.”

Nightlight Studio and Gao Ming have been cooperating for several years, and we are very familiar with each other, so Gao Ming dared to talk about this straight to the point.

"The audience for horror games is too small. If it is not to survive, who is willing to transform?" Manager Gou hopes that the studio can get better than anyone else, but unfortunately the environment is not good.

"I used to be half a planner and designer in our studio, but I have to admit that I wasn't good enough before. After these few days of on-site inspection and experience..." Gao Ming turned to look at Xuan Wen: "I Now I know what real fear is! If you give me another chance, I can increase the fear tenfold! I will let all companies in the industry remember our love game!"

Gao Ming now makes horror games with a sense of mission. He wants to incorporate his own personal insights into the game, so that if players encounter similar terrifying scenes in the future, they can be mentally prepared and have more chance to survive. Thoughts on clearance.

Thinking of this, his attitude became even firmer. After all, looking at the entire gaming industry, apart from him, which game planner would consider the life and death of players in real life?

(End of this chapter)