Chapter 340 My own game exhibition

“Honestly, what were you thinking when you made these things?” Cui Chang looked at Ye Feng with inquiry in his eyes. This was the first time that a game had been integrated into people’s lives in another way.

"Me? What else can I think of?" Ye Feng waved his hand. "From the beginning, I just wanted a super hard one."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Cui Chang and the people next to him burst into laughter.

From the time Ye Feng made games to now, whenever someone asked him what his original intention was in making games, his answer was a simple sentence, serious and sincere, "I just want a super difficult one."

"Okay, I know you are arrogant, so I won't expose you." Cui Chang waved his hand, thinking that Ye Feng was embarrassed to admit everyone's praise for him and to express his original intention.

“Don’t you just like to make players happy? Look at your awkward look!” Cui Chang slapped Ye Feng on the back.

“Our boss, that’s how it is.” Song Shan also laughed beside him, “The only shortcoming of our boss is that he doesn’t know how to express himself.”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 eaten!

Ye Feng looked at his friend in astonishment. After so many years, you still don’t understand me? I really want to torture players!

Song Shan ignored his friend’s eyes and said, “I used to think so too, especially after Digging for Ascension came out. At that time, I was thinking, Dogecoin is really vicious.”

“When I was playing Dead Cells later, I was also thinking, you really don’t deserve to be a human being, and after that, I still thought you were despicable.”

"But then I didn't think so anymore." Song Shan didn't know when he started to change his mind. It might have started from the joyful handheld console, or it might have been from the time when the player sat in front of the screen and grinned and shouted. When the old thief comes to accept his fate...

 He ​​didn't say a word, just like online players often marvel, the connection of Death Stranding seems to be tailor-made for these sleeping players.

They have done a study before, that is, if players are told directly in their consciousness that they are sleeping and their relatives are waiting for them, can the players wake up?

Privately, they have also conducted corresponding experiments and tests, and concluded that the probability of awakening is too low, just like many patients can actually hear the calls of their loved ones while they are sleeping, but they cannot open their eyes. When I opened my eyes, I could only vaguely hear someone shouting.

 It’s like a ghost pressing down on the bed,

The most important thing is that everyone's consciousness cannot be formed. Most human brains have uneven abilities in graphical fantasy. Through games, players are given corresponding images and clicked again and again to serve as anchors to reality. point.

  The real world that ordinary people cannot locate, the call that cannot be located in the dark world, since players do not know where it is or where it comes from, it will stimulate the nerves of those players in a dominant form.

Cui Chang looked at Ye Feng. The military had conducted a series of analyzes on this behavior, and everyone agreed that this was not a coincidence.

 “咚咚—”

While a few people were chatting, there was a knock on the door outside the monitoring room. Cui Chang looked at the door in confusion. They were guarded by guards outside. Generally, they would not let anyone come and knock on the door. I will ensure that no stray people are allowed to come near this place.

 Unless there are special circumstances.

He walked to the door and through the transparent one-way window of the monitoring room door, he could see a doctor and several people in regular clothes standing behind the door.

They look very familiar. If you look carefully and think about it, you can recognize that these are the people who woke up from their deep sleep not long ago.

"Are you ready to be discharged from the hospital?" Cui Chang opened the door and nodded to the doctor.

 He could see that the doctor was bringing these people here to say goodbye, or in other words, to say goodbye to Ye Feng.

"Well, the doctor said we can be discharged from the hospital. I heard that Mr. Ye was here, so I thought we could all come over and say thank you." The people in front of him were of varying ages, and several of them looked past him to Ye Feng behind him. .

"I'm happy to see everyone wake up." Ye Feng couldn't help but have a shy smile on his face when he saw the patients coming to the door. He scratched the back of his head and grinned slightly.

This is not the first batch of discharged patients he has received, but every time he faces their eyes, he feels embarrassed.

"After waking up this time, we people have prepared some things to express our gratitude to, and are also planning to hold a celebration party at the Haishi Library during the Lantern Festival. I hope Mr. Ye can come and see me." One of them looked at Ye Feng, He spoke seriously.

They looked at Ye Feng gratefully. Rather than saying this was a celebration, it was better to say that this was a thanksgiving party.

 Because if this trend continues, most patients can wake up before the Spring Festival.

 When I fall asleep, I don’t know how many years have passed. In a trance, my memory is still yesterday.

 The days when these people sleep vary from several months to several years.

  Being able to wake up before the Spring Festival is already the biggest Spring Festival gift for them.

Originally I wanted to say that this was a gratitude meeting, but I heard online that the old thief was not a high-profile person. If it was really meant to be a collective thank you, then he would definitely not appear at the meeting.

 So thanksgiving becomes a celebration.

"This..." Ye Feng was about to refuse, but Cui Chang interrupted him directly, "Go ahead, this kind of celebration would be meaningless without you."

Cui Chang's ideas are very different from Ye Feng's. He feels that those who have made contributions should receive recognition.

Several patients stared into Ye Feng's eyes. This celebration was of great significance to them.

Ye Feng looked at everyone and nodded after a long time.

“Well, the official will provide the venue for you to hold this celebration.” Cui Chang clapped his hands excitedly.

 The rest of the people looked at him gratefully, thanked him again, and exited the ward.

After everyone left, Ye Feng looked at Cui Chang with a thoughtful expression, "Since we are going to hold a celebration party, why not make it bigger."

 “Huh?” Cui Chang looked at Ye Feng doubtfully, not understanding what he meant.

“Throughout the past, whether it’s E3, Cologne, Neon or other game shows, they belong to others.”

“Now, we can also have our own game exhibition.” After Ye Feng finished speaking, everyone was stunned.

 Because they have never thought of this in the past. The history of these game exhibitions has been too long, and they have not thought about their origins for a long time.

Now, just in time for the Lantern Festival, the celebration, and the family reunion, they can also have their own game exhibition.

 (End of this chapter)