Chapter 132 We are all creators
“Very-simple! Isn’t it light~light~easy~easy!”
Lao Hao recorded videos of each level he passed, and naturally he also received the 1,000 yuan bounty.
As he continues to record, the number of his fans is also growing rapidly.
All videos have millions of views.
“Easy!” After he cleared all the levels, he laughed provocatively.
The audience was also happy to see him like this.
‘How miserable the process is, how happy the ending is. ’
‘When I first followed him, there were only a few thousand fans, but now there are one million...'
‘Lao Thief’s games have really supported a large number of anchors, and all game anchors can find a meal here. ’
‘It’s fun, everyone likes to see others break their defenses, right? ’
‘Can you pass this? Is Laohua really not AI and script? ’
‘A sigh and a gasp can happen at the same time! ’
…
Just when I was so proud that I was about to go to heaven, Sprout Studio released a new game update notice.
【Open game map production system. Players can upload their own iwanna game maps. After review, they can upload the game. Sprout Studio will pay the producer profits based on the likes given by players to the map. 】
As soon as the news came out, Lao Shang received the content of the message.
——
At that moment, the audience in the live broadcast room actually heard a gasp and a thumping heartbeat at the same time.
‘At this moment, I clicked on the map creation system. ’
‘At this moment, the old thief gives happiness to the players~~’
‘Old man, just wait, you are finished! ’
‘Happiness is just here! ’
‘The map has been uploaded! Go try it, old man! ’
…
Looking at the extra map levels in the game, Lao Hao felt bad all over.
“The levels you made, to be honest, I really don’t believe it’s difficult for an experienced person to make them.” As he said that, he randomly clicked on one of them.
There is only one small thorn in the entire map.
“A thorn?” Although he said he didn’t care, he still cautiously did not step forward.
"But I don't believe what tricks you can do with just a puncture!"
"Look at me seducing~" When he tentatively jumped on the spike to seduce him and turned around, the subsequent changes in the spike instantly made his eyes widen.
“King! Virtue! Fa!”
The live broadcast room fell into endless silence, but the barrage filled the entire screen.
‘Damn it, this generation of netizens are really talented, I really thought they were just simple spikes. ’
‘Just a spike, isn’t it simple and easy? (dog head)’
‘What a loss, even more than the old thief. I really obey you. ’
‘The functions have just been opened, and the fun has just begun~’
‘Bang bang, do you know how painful it is to be old? Do you know how happy I am? ’
‘Is Lao Fa’s hair still healthy? ’
…
When authority is given to players, the style of the game begins to change.
‘I am really convinced by you old thieves, but I can feel the joy of the old thieves at this moment. ’
‘Everyone is scolding the old thieves, but everyone is acting like the old thieves (licking their lips). ’
“One thing to say, those bloggers are really good. The maps made by players like MD are not like this, but they can still pass the level. Isn’t it really a TAS machine? ’
‘Aren’t these maps really pictures that were manipulated by bloggers and posted later? ’
‘Actually, there’s nothing difficult about it. ’
‘The makers of these maps are so new, it makes my insides hurt when I see them. ’
…
After the launch of the function, those players who suffered in the old thief game have become creators here.
Some netizens even suspected that there were so many inhumane designers in the world. Maybe they were employees of old game companies secretly setting up plans to torture players.
There are only three days left until the official launch of the console.
The console is about to be released, and Ye Feng gives everyone a week off.
Although he had already arranged an escort, he still couldn't calm down when things were about to happen.
Before the console was released, Ye Feng went back home.
Because I had made a phone call before coming back, I saw hot meals as soon as I got home.
"Congratulations, son!" At the dinner table, Father Ye poured himself a rare glass of wine.
During this period, he has worked very hard to understand the relevant knowledge about games, but it may be difficult to understand it due to the gap of the times.
In the end, he and Ye Mu only knew that this was a very powerful thing.
“We don’t understand the host thing, but if you encounter difficulties in your career, you must tell your parents and don’t keep it to yourself.” Father Ye poured himself a full glass of wine again and sighed silently.
Some time ago, he saw a lot of news about the slow-selling consoles on the Internet, and he naturally knew that this was his son's joint venture.
At that time, they were extremely anxious, but they did not dare to call Ye Feng for fear of making him even more upset.
What are those people saying online? It is said that he really failed this time. The consoles he cooperated with could not match the sales volume of his competitors.
Ye Feng saw his depressed and annoyed look and immediately knew what was going on. He couldn't help but smile and shake his head, "Dad, the reason why the console is unsold is because the players are joking with me. It's not a big deal."
“It’s okay to joke, it’s okay to joke, but if you have any questions, you must tell us, you know?” Father Ye sighed.
The sales explosion on the last day also proved that the previous slow sales were indeed a joke.
After that day, he read a lot of analysis posts on the Internet, which said that there were many factors involved in the slow sales of the console this time.
There are horror game elements, but there are also joke elements...
A group of evil players gathered from nowhere. They secretly recruited others and insisted that they would torture the old thief and scare him hard.
‘If you can’t sell the goods, won’t this scare him to death? ’
At that moment, he realized that he really didn’t understand the game, nor the players, nor what they called torture...
“You didn’t read so many good posts on the Internet before, just read the posts that said I was going to fall off the altar.” Ye Feng was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
"Your dad is like that. He clicks on all the posts that say bad things about you, and then he can't sleep all night long." Ye Mu couldn't help laughing.
“Aren’t you the same? You’re still talking about me.” Father Ye rolled his eyes.
“It’s okay, we have added a function to adjust the transparency, and it will be more fun later.” Ye Feng smiled mysteriously.
“Adjusting transparency? Don’t everyone on the Internet say that this is the victory of the player’s battle and the concession you make for the players.”
“There is something called retreat to advance.” Ye Feng chuckled.
(End of this chapter)