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Capítulo 20: Chapter 20 You Gave Too Much_1

Every player who knew how to reach the stone platform, and had the means to do so, already boasted their unique aesthetic and had integrated a set of equipment twisted enough to meet their taste.

So, the game didn't bother with balance, letting these freaks gather and slaughter each other, and the most freakish one among them would emerge victorious.

Because equipment had counteractive relationships with one another, there was no such thing as a definitive version solution.

Moreover, the game's content hadn't been fully explored yet. After new combo routines were discovered, existing ones would be updated and iterated, allowing the game to dazzle with renewed charm.

Consequently, even without updating the game, the players' varied explorations and discoveries kept the game internally self-evolving and fresh, maintaining its strong vitality.

At that moment, Huang Ping was convinced.

Such game balance was something their online game would never be able to achieve.

After all, there was an unwavering truth in mobile games: the big spenders must dominate all.

Non-spenders would never beat the ones who made a first purchase, and those who made a first purchase would never beat the monthly card holders.

A thousand-spender would absolutely be stronger than a monthly card holder, and those who spent tens of thousands set themselves apart again.

After that, players who spent ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or even a million had to be incomparably strong in the game.

Therefore, in pay-to-win games, the so-called balance could be summarized in one point: "Spending power must always be the strongest, and all balance serves the spending power."

Free players were forever just one of the paid players' in-game features, part of the atmosphere crew, the tool-man who shouted "666" when the big spenders won, the ultimate bootlicker pushing the buttocks when surrounded by their embrace.

However, this didn't matter in single-player games.

Everyone was a player who had paid sixty-eight to buy the game outright; nobody was nobler than anyone else, and strength was more a reflection of understanding the game mechanics.

In such PvP circumstances, losing meant you were outplayed, not outspent.

Feeling the game's atmosphere here, Huang Ping sighed.

The deeper he delved, the more he realized that everyone at Fang Cheng Studio was a genius.

This kind of balance-ignoring approach was free and enjoyable, something Huang Ping didn't dare to imagine, let alone attempt.

While Huang Ping was reflecting, a voice snapped him back to reality.

KongKong, having just arrived at the office, immediately raised his voice: "Huang Ping, what did you mean by not replying to my FeiXin message last night? How did you do with the tasks I assigned you yesterday?"

Glancing at his empty notebook, Huang Ping sighed and then walked into KongKong's office.

Even with his eyes closed, he knew what he was about to face.

But as the lead strategist, he had no choice but to steel himself, close the door, and brace for KongKong's ire.

Meanwhile, in Fang Cheng Studio, someone else was feeling quite helpless.

In front of Fang Cheng, Xiao Douzi pointed at the screen and asked helplessly, "Boss, our game has PvP, why didn't you tell me about it?"

Fang Cheng looked confusedly at the screen teeming with players: "Oh, I didn't think it was a big deal, so I didn't mention it."

Covering his head, Xiao Douzi felt a wave of headache coming on.

He thought he was unconventional enough, but compared to his boss, he was nothing.

To develop PvP in a pigeon game, and to do it successfully—a move filled with creativity—he couldn't even dare to dream of it.

Not to mention the challenge of simulating environments and combining a plethora of random effects without causing conflicts.

But to his amazement, the boss had really done it.

And he didn't even think it was a big deal!

Suppressing the urge to kneel down, Xiao Douzi continued, "So boss, what did you originally create this thing for? It couldn't have been just for fun."

"It wasn't much," Fang Cheng replied. "Running each dungeon was kind of troublesome, so I made a feature that allowed instant access to different dungeons, and then this thing came out."

"Wait a minute," Xiao Douzi interrupted Fang Cheng again. "Can I understand it this way, that all the player data is actually on the same server, and you didn't use single-player storage?"

In fact, the storage function was located on each planet, and he had only accessed the control terminal.

Explaining this, however, would be too complicated, so Fang Cheng simply said, "You could say that."

Covering her head, Xiao Douzi felt like her brain was about to explode.

Although she had known for a long time that her boss was amazing, she hadn't expected him to be this incredible.

Actually, when she saw that the game was only 10MB in size, she should have realized something was up.

After all, just a few high-definition images would take up that much space; it was impossible for the game's effects to be that good.

The only explanation was that the boss had rented a huge data server, and all the data was actually being processed on the server, with the client acting merely as an interface for real-time calculations.

But thinking of this only made it seem more unbelievable.

How would the server costs be calculated, and how would they deal with network instability?

Xiao Douzi, who only had an understanding of programming, still vaguely felt that no programming expert could achieve this at the moment.

While Xiao Douzi was dazed, Xu Qingling came over with the financial report and said to Fang Cheng, "Boss, our project team's game has achieved its first phase of success. I think we can pop some champagne to celebrate."

"Let's not," Fang Cheng said. "I see a lot of people online saying they don't like team-building exercises."

"That's because stupid leaders always take up rest time. As long as we hold our team-building events during workdays and then take a day or two off afterward, no one will hate it."

Fang Cheng glanced at Xiao Douzi, and she nodded vigorously in agreement.

With his employee's affirmation, Fang Cheng also nodded, "Okay, that works."

"Great. Before the team-building, we can also distribute the project bonus. Boss, how much do you think is appropriate to hand out?"

Fang Cheng didn't really have a concept of money.

After all, as an Immortal, he had no interest in worldly things; his only interest was in creating games that he and the players found fun, and then achieving transcendence was enough.

However, it seemed the studio needed to keep a cash reserve for the next game's budget.

There also needed to be funds set aside for emergencies and future office expenses for purchasing various materials.

Moreover, funds for hiring new staff and salaries for current employees had to be reserved.

After doing some calculations, Fang Cheng realized he didn't need much budget for developing games.

His method of game development was simple; he used Divine Sense to scan the entire world, find a suitable planet, and then make some adjustments to it.

If that wasn't enough, he could resort to Void Creation or even Dream Creation methods—there was always a way to create an environment he envisioned.

After finishing his calculations, Fang Cheng confidently said, "Let's distribute 60% then."

Xu Qingling looked at Fang Cheng with resignation and sighed, "Boss, you're running a business, not a charity."

"Ah, is there a problem with that?"

"Alright, 10% is enough. I haven't contributed much, so I'll take just 1%. That way, my share of the bonus would be over sixty thousand, and Xiao Douzi, you can take five hundred and forty thousand. Oh, and there are taxes to pay, so it might end up being around four hundred thousand."

Upon hearing such a huge figure, Xiao Douzi's complexion changed.

Boss, that's way too much.


Capítulo 21: Chapter 21 The Next Preaching Topic_1

Standing up abruptly, Xiao Douzi's face turned red as he stuttered, "I, I, I've only been here for less than a month! And the game was basically made by the boss, I just tweaked some numbers. This is really too much money for me!"

"The money is no big deal," Fang Cheng waved his hand, "10% is a bit too little, let's make it..."

After considering what Xiao Douzi and Xu Qingling could handle, Fang Cheng continued, "15% then, 6% for Xu Qingling and 9% for Xiao Douzi sounds fair."

Seeing Xiao Douzi about to say something, Fang Cheng clapped his hands and motioned for the other to sit down, then said, "I personally don't know much about games, but I can tell you're someone who loves them. Both your skills and passion are what I desperately need, so I think you deserve this. Okay, let's settle it like this and put an end to this matter. Xu Qingling, get on with organizing the team-building event."

"All right."

Xu Qingling smiled and then picked up her phone, beginning to search for a suitable location for the team-building event nearby.

Soon after, Xiao Douzi's phone rang—the project bonus had been deposited.

The project bonus was 540,000, but just the personal income tax deducted was 140,000.

However, the remaining money was enough for Xiao Douzi to put down a payment for a house in Rong City.

Staring at the balance on his phone, even a game fanatic like Xiao Douzi couldn't help but let out a silly chuckle.

Eleven o'clock.

With Xu Qingling taking charge, Fang Cheng let everyone finish their work early and then entered the buffet restaurant Xu Qingling had booked.

The 598-yuan-per-head buffet wasn't cheap, but after tasting it, Fang Cheng acknowledged that the flavor was decent, reaching 60% of his father's marinated meat.

Dining, chatting, after two hours the meal ended. Fang Cheng handed out some Spiritual Tea as souvenirs and announced that everyone would have the next two days off.

The day after tomorrow was the weekend, so everyone could even go home and see their relatives; it was like a mini holiday. The rest would do them good before coming back.

Reluctantly watching Fang Cheng leave, Xu Qingling subconsciously said, "I really don't want to take a break."

"Yeah," Xiao Douzi agreed with a sigh, "just thinking about not seeing the boss for four days makes me miserable. I wish I could come back and work overtime right away."

Giving Xiao Douzi a sidelong glance, Xu Qingling moved a bit aside and then began to self-reflect on why her thoughts were exactly the same as this guy's.

Besides the two of them, someone else was reflecting on a multitude of thoughts.

Since Kongkong Studio was very close to theirs, Huang Ping from Kongkong Studio unavoidably witnessed this scene.

Seeing the three walking out of the buffet restaurant, Huang Ping felt somewhat bitter.

Before "King's Dungeon" was released, Kongkong too had grandly promised everyone a meal there after the project launch.

Unfortunately, although the project was launched, now it was as if it never happened. The game's metrics were plummeting every day, and the repeated halvings meant almost nothing was left.

Fang Cheng, he had met before. When the other came to the studio previously, it was Huang Ping who had shown him around.

Back then, he felt the young man was too impulsive and too idealistic about making games. Unexpectedly, in less than a month, the others had soared.

Eating his bowl of noodles with a bitter taste, Huang Ping thought his noodles were too salty.

So salty he felt like crying.

Upon returning to the studio, Fang Cheng took a step and crossed through space to arrive at his home.

As soon as he entered the door, he found his mother lying on the couch with his father sitting beside her on a small stool, laboriously massaging her calf.

Seeing Fang Cheng appear out of thin air, both of them were startled.

Clutching her chest, Mrs. Fang said, "I thought I saw a ghost in broad daylight, but it's just my son."

In this world, there were only two people who knew Fang Cheng was an Immortal, one was his parents, and the other was also his parents.

Not long after his rebirth into this era, he had straightforwardly revealed his identity to his parents, telling them he was an Immortal.

Then, Fang Cheng calculated with his fingers and told them that we were parent and child in our past lives as well, so I'll call you mom and dad, and you don't need to be reserved, just call me son.

As for this, Mr. and Mrs. Fang's reaction was: outrageous, but acceptable.

Seeing his suddenly returned son, Mr. Fang stood up and said, "Why did you suddenly come back, without even calling ahead of time?"

"I'm not used to it. And calling is too slow, so I just came back directly," Fang Cheng said. "Is the braised pork done?"

"You didn't call, how would I know to make braised pork? I haven't even bought the meat."

With a wave of his hand, a slab of prime pork belly was pulled out of thin air by Fang Cheng and laid in front of Mr. Fang.

Even Mr. Fang, seasoned in many battles, couldn't help but say, "Son, don't you think this is a bit too much? Won't you incur some kind of retribution doing this?"

"Doesn't matter. Besides, to some extent, I am the retribution."

"That's amazing, Immortal!"

After scoffing, Mr. Fang still held onto the prized pork belly and went to the kitchen to make braised pork.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Fang leaped up from the sofa, nodded continuously at her son, and then pulled out her phone and opened the photo gallery.

Pointing to picture after picture of beautiful women in her phone, she said to Fang Cheng, "Son, pick one."

Taking the phone, Fang Cheng flipped through it for a while: "Are these employees you've found for me? Do they have resumes? Do they like playing games?"

Mrs. Fang looked helplessly at Fang Cheng: "They're potential matches for blind dates. I've screened them for you; each one is very obedient. And they've also seen your photo, and they don't mind being the younger partner."

"I have no such desires."

"But I have the desire to take care of children! Your dad and I retired early, now we've got nothing to do every day. The only entertainment we have is watching others go to work, caught between wanting to live and die."

"My dear mother, I think your hobby is a bit weird."

"You don't understand. But after watching for a while, it gets a little boring, so hurry up and have a kid for me to fuss over every day. You were too serious as a child; I wasn't tormented by a kid, and you grew up too fast, now I need to fill that gap."

"Don't listen to your mom's nonsense," said Mr. Fang still dealing with the braised pork in the kitchen, "Young man, you should play around a bit longer, don't enter the grave of marriage so soon. I met your mother in high school, missed out on a lot of fun, and sometimes feel like I'm missing something."

Mrs. Fang stopped talking, her eyes filled with murderous intent as she looked at Mr. Fang in the kitchen.

Mr. Fang, completely unaware, kept on rambling, "Plus, you need to prioritize your career right now. Even though it's making games, you need to have passion, and pay attention to cultural transmission. Our country's traditional culture is pretty good. Isn't it fun to stick some Spring Festival couplets and set off fireworks in games?"

"Traditional culture, huh..."

Fang Cheng thought about it, sensing there could be something interesting there.

Within traditional culture, there existed a vast amount of symbolic hints and various cultural customs. Delving deep could reveal the developmental processes of different cultures—an amusing endeavor.

Why set off fireworks during the New Year? Why have New Year paintings? And who exactly are the Door Gods? There's a lot of intriguing cultural significance hidden within, and making it into a game should be fun.

So, the theme for the next path to immortality was decided.

Traditional culture.


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