To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 363: Chapter 225 Why is This Game So Popular? (2 Updates)_1

Although Mysterious Mirror had only explored a very small area, his reconnaissance still brought back quite a bit of information.

After organizing the relevant information and communicating with Fei Gou, Fang Cheng recalled the intelligence Mysterious Mirror had brought back and mentally sketched out the rough outline of the factory.

Mysterious Mirror wanted to describe things in even more detail, but upon seeing Fang Cheng point at his temple and a flash of silver light fly out to construct an outline of the factory in the air, he realized that questioning the boss was definitely a mistake on his part.

Having laid out the relevant sectors and deduced the areas that Mysterious Mirror had not explored, Fang Cheng felt that he could almost create a game focused on stealth.

Players would need to explore in the dark and deep factory environment. The cramped setting would greatly enhance the psychological horror, and the ever-present mechanical eyeballs could plunge the players into an endless cycle of rebirth until they found their own way to liberation.

Players would have no attack capabilities; facing the mechanical eyeballs’ search, they could only hide or flee. The whole process would be filled with fear and challenge, fully reflecting the joy of stealth gameplay.

After reviewing the whole concept, Fang Cheng felt there were no issues with the process.

However, just to be safe, he still confirmed with Mysterious Mirror that all aspects felt right before deciding to continue with the development.

With all the experiences confirmed, what followed was the game design.

Because of the steel factory’s characteristics, it naturally had the features of a level, so all that was needed was for the players to have a body appear there, and the rest would be left to the unknown.

Furthermore, since the factory opposite the rail tracks did not yet have steel guards appearing, this was an opportunity to design more content and infuse his Mana deeper into the factory.

After handling these tasks, Fang Cheng was satisfied with the feel of the game and let Mysterious Mirror control a character to experience it.

After the gameplay session, Mysterious Mirror expressed that the overall experience was very on point. The ambiance of stealth and horror was perfectly implemented, especially after being captured and taken to the torture room, where the various tortures were recreated on a one-to-one basis, allowing Mysterious Mirror to fully experience the terror while playing the game.

Having spent some time to create this test version, Fang Cheng named it “Secret Walker” and then handed it over to Huang Ping for experience and refinement.

Upon learning that Fang Cheng had sneakily developed a new game, Huang Ping was used to it.

They had grown accustomed to Fang Cheng setting up the game framework, and then they would work on system numbers and play mechanics to fix it up on that basis, thus making the game more fun.

Taking the USB drive, Huang Ping asked, “Boss, what’s the name this time, and what type is it?”

“‘Secret Walker’, focusing on stealth, sneaking, exploration, and horror.”

A group of people nodded slightly, confirming this should be a fairly easygoing game.

However, after starting the game, Huang Ping found out that Fang Cheng… seemed to have gotten it right this time.

The game’s initial scene was very gloomy, and the player didn’t have a flashlight or any other lighting device. The only light visible was from the faintly flashing indicator lights overhead.

In the darkness, he couldn’t see his own figure and could only vaguely sense that the lights above might be out of the ordinary, but beyond that, there was no other information.

In the immeasurable darkness around him, he could feel something rapidly passing by him, but he couldn’t see what it was at all.

Beyond that, he could sense a gaze.

Something was secretly watching him, scrutinizing him. This gaze made Huang Ping feel like he was being sized up at all times.

Loosening his shirt collar, Huang Ping felt his neck was a bit tight, and his back was somewhat chilly.

Fang Cheng didn’t make many horror games, but Huang Ping felt that Fang Cheng definitely had a talent for horror games, on par with air conditioning, ice watermelon, and ice cream as a summer cooling treat.

There were no jump scares, but the eerie and horror-filled environment, with its omnipresent weirdness, still made his scalp tingle.

Even though he was in the studio, and despite being surrounded by colleagues, Huang Ping still felt particularly nervous, and his throat was starting to feel dry.

Going to the break room for a cup of tea, he drank the warm water, pondering whether to take a short break first and use his colleagues as a cushion.

Just after he had finished half a cup, he heard Monkey scream, and it seemed Lin Nan also started shouting.

Before long, Xiao Douzi also let out a suppressed sigh.

Three colleagues, that was about enough.

Having used three colleagues as sacrifices, Huang Ping topped up his cup with water and slowly went back. Soon after, he saw Monkey grinning foolishly.

…Had he been scared silly?

Was he being a bit cruel to Monkey?

However, after getting closer to Monkey’s computer screen, he understood why Monkey was laughing.

The game that was weird moments ago, even one that made you feel countless chills, suddenly transformed into a bright and cheerful young boy.

On the screen, sixty colorful Teddy Bears with different skin tones were ready to go. Those with ID tags on their heads were their own studio members, and those without were NPCs arranged by the system.

As the countdown started on the screen, Monkey quickly charged forward, leapt up onto a platform, bounced off other bears’ heads to rush forward, and found a room to dive into.

Once the bears were accurately split into two groups, the floor of the room where Monkey was collapsed, and Monkey, along with the other bears, went through a pipeline back to the starting method, watching the screen, waiting to continue.