Chapter 316 can only suffer for the players

  In addition to recruiting the anchor this time to Germination Studio, Ye Feng also recruited many handmade bloggers, hoping that they can join Germination Studio together.

  He hopes to hold an exhibition in the future to completely restore some scenes and weapons in the game.

  He hopes that when players come to the exhibition, they can see all the things they have seen in the game here.

  After Ye Feng retired from the live broadcast room, many handmade bloggers in the handmade area received invitations from Germination Studio.

  They usually make game weapons and props, but this time they happened to be a step slower, but unexpectedly, they still got this opportunity.

  Seeing the invitation sent by the old thief, in the invitation, Ye Feng talked about his plan to hold an exhibition in the future.

   Among them, not all matters will be handed over to bloggers, they will have certain rights to recruit assistants to be responsible for their own projects.

  Of course, as long as the recruitment is reasonable, the wages of these employees are also responsible for the budding studio.

   "It's really not an exaggeration to be judged by being rich and powerful."

   "What exactly does he want to do? Isn't it a game museum?" Several bloggers got together and raised their doubts.

   "Hiss—don't say it, really don't say it, I think it's possible."

   "I feel that the old thief might want to build the world's largest game museum..." One person watched the old thief gather all of them together, and his own guesses arose in his heart.

museum?

   At this time, several bloggers in the crafting area gathered together and looked at each other.

   "Did you opt in or decline?"

   "Naturally, I chose to join! Germination Studio! It is now called the Holy Land of game production by players!"

"Although we are bloggers in the handicraft area, now we will come into contact with their things more or less. The most important thing is that the price is very exciting." One person laughed, and to put it another way, the sincerity of the old thief is too much up!

  【Ding Dong! 】

   While they were discussing, everyone's mobile phones rang, and there was a crisp email notification tone. They picked up their mobile phones at the same time, and immediately saw a new email from Germination Studio.

[Thank you for your recognition and joining the Germination Studio. Here we need to introduce the scale and development prospects of the Germination Studio to you... (one million words omitted), we are planning to build a game museum for players, which is A museum suitable for game babies requires your help. We have allocated different game projects for you. Germination Studio hopes to work together with you to build this ideal paradise. 】

  Seeing this email, everyone couldn't help but become short of breath.

  It turns out that this is really what everyone imagined.

   "Then when he made the game museum, all the games that were placed here in the end were all his own games..." one person muttered in a low voice.

   "So, this is the Holy Land."

  Ye Feng does not intend to only make museums in reality, he also plans to make museums in games.

   Nearly done because of his holographic game pod.

   His prediction was indeed correct.

   Now that the players have formed resistance, the constant death will not make them break the defense so easily.

   On the contrary, the plot that cannot be skipped after each death, the chattering NPC is the key to everyone's anger.

  The system in my mind now is only a little bit short of accomplishing its goal.

  That day, Yinzi originally planned to watch the rebroadcast after continuing his game.

   But the heat over there was too high, especially the appearance of the old thief brought new information, so he had to suspend his game.

   Now that the live broadcast is over, he restarted the previous game, but he didn't expect that this was just the beginning of his defense.

  After he entered the city, he was prompted to save people.

  【Save civilians! 】

He didn't care when he saw the civilians pushing and shoving around. From the previous missions, he could feel that the combat system of this game was not that strong. The mobs in the game were those soldiers and those from before Compared with the game, it is simply too simple.

"The gameplay of this game should focus on stealth and assassination. You must know that assassins are killed in a single shot in the dark, so these people's weaknesses are normal." Yinzi began to talk nonsense with the barrage, and the barrage also began to rectify work.

  ‘Here is full of people with bottles on their heads. They have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and they want to bump into them accidentally when they see them on the road. '

  ‘I still don’t understand, what are they doing with the bottles on their heads, to catch water when it rains or something? '

  ‘It should be a religious tradition, why don’t you try it, push him to see if his bottle will fall and shatter. '

  …

   "Ah hello!" Yinzi patted his desktop.

  “Although we are in the game, we still have to respect the characteristics of the game and local religious customs.”

"Although I don't understand this thing, we still have to respect it, but this is in the game, so let's push it." He said, away from the place where the task is, and casually found a person with a bottle on his head. people.

   "Just one click, just one click." He stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly.

   The barrage of this behavior was directly dumbfounded.

'ah? '

  ‘Respect = just push. '

  'I really died laughing! But when I thought of the behavior of the boss, I thought of a game that Germination Studio had previewed before. It seemed to be an open world in the west, and the promotion was to do whatever I wanted. '

  ‘I feel that the freedom that everyone talks about is still a little restricted. I wanted to take away the vegetables grown by those residents in Zelda, but everyone told me that I couldn’t do it. '

  ‘Yes, the game should still have its own order, and you can’t do evil in it. '

  …

  Yinzi looked at the person in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly.

  I saw that npc staggered and jumped to the side, the bottle above his head slipped from above and shattered on the ground. The npc who was pushed looked at the debris on the ground and began to curse at Yinzi.

   "My family, the case is solved, this bottle will fall and shatter." He said solemnly, watching everyone laugh.

"I'll push it this time. After all, the first rule of our creed is not to point your blade at innocent ordinary people." After speaking, he hurried back to the mission location just now. Pushed a man holding a bottle.

  ‘? '

  ‘What about human nature? What about morality? Can you push another one for me to see? '

  ‘Old thief: Are you happy? You won't be happy after a while. '

  'Damn it, crow's mouth, right? '

  …

  Altaïr’s journey as a master assassin has restarted, which also means that the players’ journey of suffering has officially begun.

   "Trouble?" Yinzi sneered, "This time, it's very easy for me to see who doesn't fill in!"

  He looked at the soldier with his back turned to him, and a backstab directly ended his life.

   But his action quickly attracted the attention of another soldier, and the others immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards him. After two moves, he was forced to the corner.

  Facing soldiers approaching with weapons, it was a direct jump back.

   "Hey, I hide!"

  But soon he discovered something was wrong, saying that he was jumping back, but he fell onto the railing next to him.

   "...Why did I come up?" He couldn't help but let out a small gasp, but the soldiers around him had already aimed their swords at his back.

  The force of inertia directly led him to fall towards the river under the railing.

  At that moment, Yinzi's eyes widened, and he remembered the days when he was continuously dissolved in water.

   "Don't! Don't!"

   "Fuck! I was wrong, don't!"

  ... It's just that his yelling was useless. The second uncle who fell into the water began to struggle hard, but then sank towards the bottom of the water.

  Yinzi:…

fan:…

  The screen began to flash the blue light of memory, and the game began to reload.

   When the picture reappeared, he saw himself standing at the very beginning outside the city, with four scholars beside him.

  Follow...Follow the scholar and re-enter the city.

"ah?"

   "Going to enter the city again?" Yinzi had a bad feeling.

  It had been a long time since he felt this kind of rebirth, and he had mixed feelings in his heart for a while.

   "Small meaning, small meaning." Yin Zi waved his hand indifferently, it's not like we haven't done it all over again.

  ‘This game has been played badly by old thieves before. '

  ‘I’ve played so many meat pigeon games, I’m afraid of doing it all over again? '

  ‘Too underestimated people! '

  …

  Three hours later...

  Yinzi already looked numb,

   "My family, I can't die anymore, I really can't die anymore, I can't stand it anymore..." Yinzi watched the NPC repeating what he said just now, his eyes were full of helplessness and pain.

   "This shit, I almost memorized these lines."

   As he spoke, he closed his eyes and began to say the same words as the NPC.

  ‘Hahahaha, isn’t the old thief really pointing this time out? '

   ‘Too excruciating…’

  ‘I suspect this is what the old thief is signaling. '

  ‘No, sir, I admit that this game is very fun, and I don’t mind the failure of the mission, but besides not being able to skip the first time, can the plot be skipped later! '

  …

   This time, even the players who watched the live broadcast became miserable. Before seeing the host come back, they would only feel happy and joyful.

   But now, who said games are only fun when you watch other people play them! ?

   Now I watch the anchors playing with a little food, and I am suffering along with it!

   Not to mention that the anchor can memorize the plot, they are almost memorizing it.

  ‘Please, don’t be so disheveled! '

  ‘This Damascus soldier is really difficult to distinguish from ordinary people. '

  ‘Old thief: This is what soldiers of this era look like! '

  ‘Actually, there is no need to make it so realistic...I thought there were no soldiers around, but I was discovered by TM directly, don’t hide these soldiers so well, hey! Soon a group of people beat up. '

  ‘Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is the punishment of failure...’

  …

   Ye Feng couldn't help laughing at the players' crying.

  Because this time, everyone really can't tell it's very simple.

  Looking at the rapid increase in the number of super difficulties in my mind, countless players must have fallen into this suffering and torture.

  【Although playing a game without watching the plot is equivalent to eating boiled noodles and nothing else, but eating from the first bowl to the eighth bowl will really hold you back! 】

  【The old thief really cured my problem of not watching the plot when playing games, but after watching it, I realized that it is really classic...】

  【Maybe it’s because of the series of games, I think maybe the plot of the first part is more important, so it’s designed like this? 】

  【Even the Michelin chef cooks too much and you will be full! 】

  …

  He sat in a chair and watched the death of the various anchors over and over again, and then watched them listen to the chattering words of these NPCs again.

  Ye Feng closed his eyes and lay on his back on the chair, tapping his fingers slowly to the rhythm of the music.

   It's really comfortable this time!

Thinking that each side mission in the game has a lot of words, each mainline assassination mission has a plot before receiving it, a plot when finding the target, a plot after the assassination, a plot after handing in the task, and a plot for returning to the master. The plot, the last and the last, and a realistic plot...

   Can only suffer for the players.

  (end of this chapter)