Game Maker System In Another World

The next morning, ten neatly stacked bundles of cash lay before Alex.

Hugo, in this world, wasn't some famous TV star—just an ordinary ramen shop owner. He wasn't exactly struggling to make ends meet, but in this hyper-inflated metropolis, he was barely scraping by. He had no real savings to speak of.

A millionaire handing over $100,000 and an ordinary person doing the same—the monetary value might be identical, but the significance was worlds apart.

Feeling a sudden warmth in his chest, Alex grinned and jokingly cursed at himself.

"Damn… I'm jealous of myself!"

Taking a deep breath, he placed both hands on the stacks of cash.

⟪ ⚙ Game Maker System, Activate! ⚙ ⟫

In an instant, the crisp red bills vanished into thin air, dissolving into pure energy to power the system.

⟪ 💰 Current energy level sufficient to develop a [Small-Scale Game]. Proceed with development? 💰 ⟫

Alex hesitated. "Wait! What exactly do you mean by 'small-scale game'?"

He needed to be sure—if $100,000 only got him some cheap, 10MB indie game, he'd be absolutely screwed.

Fortunately, the system didn't disappoint.

⟪ 📂 Any game with an install size under 1GB is classified as [Small-Scale]. ⟫

Alex let out a relieved sigh. "Alright… commence development!"

At that moment, a soft blue holographic menu popped up before him.

⟪ 🌐 Select Target Platform:** ⟫

• 💻 PC

• 🎮 PSP

• 🎮 PS4

• 🎮 BOX

• 📱 Mobile

• 🕶 VR

Without hesitation, Alex chose Mobile!

Though he wanted to make a full-fledged single-player masterpiece, the fastest way to earn money was through mobile games—especially ones designed to be highly profitable.

⟪ 🤖 Query: Are you aiming to develop a 'Cash Grab' mobile game? ⟫

The emotionless system suddenly asked, showing a rare instance of initiative.

"Damn right I am!" Alex's eyes gleamed with a desperate hunger.

"Being broke is hell! I refuse to suffer like this ever again! This time—I won't fail!"

⟪ 🕹 Select Game Genre: ⟫

• ⚔ MOBA (5v5 Competitive Arena)

• 🎯 FPS (Shooter)

• 🏎 Racing

• 📖 Visual Novel

• 🎲 RPG

• 🔧 Sandbox

"MOBA, 5v5 Competitive Arena!"

⟪ 📌 Confirm Game Title: ⟫

"Honor of Kings!"

⟪ 📌 Please envision the game's details in your mind. ⟫

Alex slowly closed his eyes and focused on every detail—the vast battle arena, the champions and their abilities, their backstories, voice lines, animations, and combat mechanics.

As he imagined, a progress bar in his mind rapidly increased—

1%…

5%…

20%…

50%…

However, Alex quickly realized—this was far harder than he expected.

Developing a MOBA required precise balancing—without it, competitive gameplay would be ruined.

Every element needed careful tuning:

• Attack Power

• Armor & Magic Resistance

• Movement Speed

• Attack Range

• Health & Mana

• Cooldown Times

Everything had to be meticulously adjusted.

This wasn't just about creating a game—it was about crafting an experience.

Developing a MOBA was an incredibly complex and challenging task, but with the Game Maker System, Alex had streamlined the process a thousand—no, ten thousand times over!

Hours later, a satisfying chime echoed in his ears—

⟪ 🎉 DEVELOPMENT COMPLETE! 🎉 ⟫

⟪ 📱 The game is now fully compatible with Android & iOS platforms! ⟫

⟪ 🌎 Please launch the game to the public. If player ratings and popularity reach a certain threshold, the system will provide an [EXTRA REWARD]! 🎁 ⟫

Alex barely paid attention to the so-called extra reward.

His eyes locked onto the game's source code and installation files, now neatly stored in his phone.

Suddenly, his fist slammed against the wall.

"To launch this game… I need a SERVER!"

A dedicated game server was a must-have.

Even a small server rental would cost around $90,000 to $150,000 per year. And for a hit game like League of Legends, dozens of servers would be required just to keep the game running smoothly.

For now, Alex only needed one—but even that would set him back at least $100,000.

"Damn it! I'm an idiot! How could I forget something this important?!"

His knuckles split open, fresh blood trickling down as frustration burned in his eyes.

"Partnering with another game company? Hell no! That'd be the same as throwing my money into a furnace!"

"Taking out a loan? That… might actually work. If things go well, I can earn back the cost quickly."

However, there was one major issue—banks weren't known for their generosity.

As an independent game developer, securing a loan under the guise of self-publishing was going to be an uphill battle.

Just as Alex was about to test his luck at the bank, his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, this is Alex. Who's this…?"

A soft, melodious voice responded—clear and crisp, like the song of a nightingale.

"This is Dilireba… Hello, my benefactor. I just wanted to thank you again for what you did last time."

Alex's ears tingled pleasantly at the sweetness of her voice, but his mind was a different story—he felt completely speechless.

That name was far too iconic.

His thoughts immediately conjured up the image of a stunning, exotic beauty with striking features—the very picture of a rising entertainment starlet.

Unlike in his past life, Dilireba in this world had only just debuted. She was a rookie in the entertainment industry, and her endorsement for EXO Game Company's new title had been her very first gig.

However, due to that scandalous incident, their contract had been ripped apart—even though the EXO executives had failed in their attempt to exploit her.

But at that moment, something clicked in Alex's mind.

His originally detached tone suddenly became laced with enthusiasm.

"Perfect timing—I have something I need your help with."

Hearing Alex's request, Dilireba responded in a soft yet determined tone,

"If there's anything I can help with, as long as it's within my ability, I'll do my best!"

Her gratitude toward him was genuine.

As a rookie in the entertainment industry, she had been naïve and inexperienced—which was precisely why she had fallen into EXO's trap.

If Alex hadn't stepped in that night, she would have suffered an irreparable loss.

To her, he had practically saved her life.

"You probably already know—I got fired from EXO, right?"

Alex casually brushed past the details of why he was fired—he wasn't the type to dwell on grievances.

"I'm planning to start my own game company and crush those EXO bastards. My new game is already finished, but I'm short on funds for a game server. I was wondering if you could lend me $100,000… I'll pay you back with double the standard bank interest."

Hearing his blunt, no-nonsense attitude, Dilireba's cheeks flushed slightly.

Before, she had thought of Alex as a mild-mannered, scholarly type—someone who couldn't even throw a punch.

Yet here he was, casually throwing around insults like "those EXO idiots".

It was a little rough around the edges… but strangely refreshing.

Ever since that disgusting incident, she had developed her own hatred toward EXO.

And now, their mutual grudge had made them allies.

The enemy of her enemy… was now her friend.

Without hesitation, she casually waved off his offer of interest.

"Interest? Loans? Forget all that! EXO was the one who tore up the contract, and my manager managed to… er, let's just say we 'negotiated' a $5 million breach-of-contract payout from them. I think you deserve at least half of that."

Half of five million…

That was $2.5 million!