My game, you have no right to award

Chapter 201 Lincoln, the Big Head

"No, no, no!"

With quick reflexes, Yue Zhengkun stopped the hot-blooded white foreigner, who wanted to have a physical contest with the program team leader who said their physics engine kit was no good.

Fuck you, you have such a bad temper!
The programming team leader's temples bulged with veins, a strange smile playing on his lips, but his eyes were fixed on the white man who had suddenly appeared on his turf and was acting arrogantly.

When he was developing this self-developed physics engine kit, he lost countless brain cells and worked countless days and nights before finally completing it with his team.

You should know that what they were doing was an extremely difficult project, one that no one in the world had ever done before!

Yes, there are high-level, mature physics engine kits available overseas!
However, none of these kits are adapted for the martial arts system of Wuxia games.

Yes, reality is just that helpless.

In the business world, everything is driven by profit. How many Chinese game companies would be willing to choose their software packages just because of this level of compatibility?
No, none at all.

Until Fengling Games needed a copy, no domestic game company was willing to pay for such a kit.

This was the predicament they faced back then.

Not only do they need to develop the physics kit from scratch, but they also need to forge a new path to integrate Chinese martial arts into the game's physics engine.

The former can at least refer to other existing mature projects, while the latter is truly feeling their way across the river by touching the stones.

So when they finally got it working and completed the first test, they were all moved to tears as they looked at the computer screen.

On the screen, the captured motion modules are attached to the skeleton of the character model, performing various complex fighting movements and interacting with various objects and obstacles in the scene...

It's still very immature; there are clipping issues and bugs.

But everything is moving in a positive direction.

It was an indescribable sense of pride.

They felt: Wow, all the hard work was worth it.

The program team leader even thought that when the country arranged for Miss Qiu to get married, the researchers there must have felt roughly the same way.

What was your most glorious moment? For me, it's right now.

This time-consuming kit has proven to be the moat that Wind Spirit Games has built today.

In today's increasingly competitive online gaming landscape, where investment is ever-increasing, Fengling Games still manages to maintain its niche thanks to its action system, which is unique among other online games.

More realistic, and more like a martial arts story.

Even after two years, no other domestic martial arts action MMORPG can come close to their level.

So you can imagine how furious the programming team leader was when a foreigner came to him and started pointing fingers, saying that the physics engine suite for the Wind Spirit game was "immature".

He's even bossing me around?
Who are you?
"Ahem, let's go take a look over there."

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, President Lu quickly took advantage of the moment when Le Zhengkun was holding off the head of the programming team to take Rizler away from the scene.

After the two walked away, the team leader calmed down a bit, and Le Zhengkun also let go of the other's arms and rubbed his shoulders.

Wow, that's a lot of force.

"Ming Shu, you've been working out really well lately with your weightlifting! You almost dislocated my shoulder!"

Le Zhengkun rubbed his left shoulder blade and complained.

"Sorry." Guo Mingshu was a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't help but say indignantly, "Where did this shark arm come from?"

He spoke a little louder, attracting many nearby employees to look up and watch. Some even stood up to see what was happening.

"What are you looking at? It's nothing, it's nothing. Keep working."

Guo Mingshu gestured for his men to sit down before turning back to look at Le Zhengkun.

Le Zhengkun also sighed.

"It's from BlueWindow Technology."

"What……"

Guo Mingshu was stunned.

BlueWindow Technology?
Wasn't that the multinational company that just gave their company a large sum of money to pay off its debts and pre-ordered their next game?
Who in the gaming industry hasn't heard of BlueWindow Technology? No! Even those outside the gaming industry should have heard of their name.

Because of Blue Window Technology, he was happy for a while a few days ago because the company finally said it would pay the bonuses that had been suspended and not paid before!

The result is now...

"So, are we really going to change it according to what they say?"

Guo Mingshu asked.

Le Zhengkun didn't answer immediately, but patted the other person on the shoulder before speaking.

"Anyway, you should be prepared for this."

"However, if we use the Kovac engine he mentioned, or any other engine kit, it will never achieve the same effect."

Guo Mingshu had certainly heard of Kovac's reputation. In fact, Kovac was the first company they thought of before they started developing their own kits.

I want to use it, but unfortunately I can't.

In their self-development process, they also referenced Kovac to a great extent.

But the final product is different; Kovac simply cannot replace the self-developed kits they are used to.

"Anyway, how well this game sells is none of our business." Le Zhengkun shrugged. "Let them make a fuss if they want. If it doesn't turn out well, we won't take any responsibility."

"I'll listen to whatever you say?"

Guo Mingshu was dumbfounded.

"Do whatever I say."

"I emphasized," said Le Zhengkun.

"This……"

Guo Mingshu's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty for a while before he finally sighed.

"Alright, I'll obey."

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Ritzer from BlueWindow Technology visited every department of Wind Spirit Games, and wherever he went, chaos and turmoil ensued.

He was quite satisfied with himself. Today he found many weaknesses in the development process of Fengling Games. After all the improvements are made according to his wishes, the quality of the game will surely be taken to a higher level!
Today's trip is definitely not enough!
Yes, he has made up his mind to come more often, or even every day!
We absolutely must make this project a success!
After he left amidst Lu Zong's bowing and scraping, Le Zhengkun came looking for him.

"what's up?"

After the other party left, President Lu saw Le Zhengkun and immediately changed his expression, asking in a slightly cold tone.

Le Zhengkun was already used to it and said directly.

"Brother Lu, should we do as he says?"

Upon hearing this slightly affectionate, or perhaps ingratiating, form of address, President Lu's expression softened somewhat.

He nodded and said succinctly and calmly.

"Do as you are told."

"If we do it this way, the results and quality may not be very good."

Le Zhengkun said without any attempt to hide his true feelings.

"Just do what I tell you to do, don't worry about anything else."

Mr. Lu was also tired, and waved his hand, trying to send him away.

Le Zhengkun wanted to hear this, so he nodded and left.

That way, he has done his utmost, and the rest is no longer his concern.

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Zhou Kuang has been very busy lately.

While he was busy overseeing the revisions made by Megvii Games headquarters to the new project, he also had to discuss the film adaptation with Niu Tieming, manage the development progress of Red Dragon Studio, and consider the topic of the next game for Light Swallow Studio after their vacation...

He was so busy he barely had time to breathe! Today, after he got home, he took off his coat, lay down on his side on the bed, and wanted to rest for a while and check his phone.

In less than five minutes, he fell asleep with his phone in hand, the ceiling light on, and still in his pajamas, wearing long sleeves.

Without Zhou Kuang's own awareness, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

And the next second...

Zhou Kuang opened his eyes!
This is!

"Are you awake?"

The question came from a man whose face was covered with wrinkles, a man who had seen many hardships.

"Where are you from?"

Zhou Kuang knew in his heart that he had returned to the world of props!

It's faster than he expected! That's good news.

Zhou Kuang didn't speak, but waited quietly for him to communicate. It was the same before; he could only act as a first-person camera, watching from "his" perspective.

Both of them were silent for a moment, and the man's expression turned grim when he saw that he didn't speak.

"Where are you from? Are you deaf?"

Zhou Kuang was taken aback. What was going on?

Seeing that he still didn't reply and was still staring straight at him, the man turned around and shouted.

"Gousheng! Bring Dad's fishing net over. This young man is probably possessed. Tie him up securely first!"

do not!

Zhou Kuang was anxious and hurriedly tried to explain, and he finally spoke.

"Wait a minute!"

He sat up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and the man opposite him took a step back in fright.

"I am Yan Wangzhou, the chief镖头 (bodyguard) of the Qingyu镖局 (escort agency)!"

Zhou Kuang then explained that he had been attacked by bandits and fallen into the water while being escorted, which led him to this place.

The specific details about the Japanese pirates and the Eastern Depot were not elaborated upon, for fear of frightening the other party.

The man breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He's not a madman, not possessed by ghosts, and not a Japanese pirate—that's wonderful!

Zhou Kuang, standing to the side, was stunned, because he discovered that he could actually control himself!
so amazing!
Previously, he could only "see" everything from a first-person perspective, but now a huge change has occurred.

When he remained silent, it was actually Zhou Kuang waiting for "himself" to answer.

He didn't get a response, but when the thought of "answer" and "how to answer" arose in his mind, he finally spoke.

The words he spoke were not Zhou Kuang's own words, but the general meaning was similar to what Zhou Kuang was thinking.

In other words, as soon as Zhou Kuang had the thought of "answering," the system automatically generated a set of words that conformed to the settings for him.

This is so convenient!
Is this the world of props?

Zhou Kuang suddenly felt playful!

What I'm encountering now is essentially the kind of brain-computer interface game seen in futuristic movies and animations, isn't it?
Everything Zhou Kuang saw was just a game!
After figuring all this out, he suddenly felt a strong urge to explore his surroundings.

A truly open-world game!
Zhou Kuang spoke to the man inside who looked like a fisherman, and walked out without waiting for the man's response.

Pushing open the creaking, nearly falling-off door, a strong, salty smell of the sea rushed out, and a gentle breeze blew sand onto his feet and body.

This is too true!
He instinctively brushed the bits of grass off himself; they were things that had fallen off the mat he had been lying on yesterday.

Stepping out of the room, the view suddenly opened up dozens of times wider.

Several dilapidated boats were stranded on the beach, their hulls covered with unknown green vegetation.

In the distance, on the ground, there seemed to be several racks standing, with a few pieces of coarse cloth clothing and fishing nets hanging on them.

The tide lapped against the shore again and again, occasionally revealing muddy ground. A few birds flew far away in the distance, with reefs and wavy water behind them.

Besides the thatched hut I had just come from, there were several other thatched huts around, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

A boy was squatting on the ground nearby, knocking on something.

The boy looked up at himself, then immediately looked down and continued tapping.

A genuine smile appeared on Zhou Kuang's face.

It was breathtaking, yet it also felt like a touch of everyday life, and ultimately, it sparked a deep-seated desire to explore.

These three things made him extremely excited at this moment.

(It's time to leave, otherwise I'll drag them down with me. I can't linger here.)

Zhou Kuang suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to see what was on his mind again?
However, this time his "psychological description" did not disappear as before, but remained in his sight, as if guiding him in some way.

He instantly understood.

This is probably the system's boot process.

Similar to the main storyline in a game?
Or perhaps it's a hint?

Zhou Kuang wanted to express his gratitude, and he did indeed stop immediately, turning around to speak to the man who had saved him.

"Kindness without saying thanks!"

"Keep it!"

Zhou Kuang tossed a bronze medal out of his pocket, which the other person caught in a daze.

"This is a token of the Yan family. If you ever encounter danger, you may come to me."

"See you later."

"You..."

Zhou Kuang left without waiting for him to speak.

He headed toward the only exit of this "village".

This place isn't quite a village; it just looks like a few thatched huts piled up there, and there aren't many people.

It's more like a gathering point than a village.

Sudden……

He had just reached the "village entrance" when he heard a piercing scream behind him.

"The sea monster is coming! Help! Oh no!!!"

Instantly, his gaze fell upon his "inner thoughts" once again.

(Going to rescue people)

Holy crap, I just came out and the fishing village is already under attack?

This plot is way too old!

How small is that probability?
Although Zhou Kuang inwardly complained that the plot was cliché, as long as the setting could quickly introduce the game system, it was a success.

Just as Zhou Kuang had predicted, he turned around and ran back to the vicinity of the fishing village, where he found a group of armed bandits, dressed in tattered clothes, chasing after the villagers.

The screams of women and their loud laughter could be heard intermittently.

Clearly, they were really enjoying bullying the villagers.

The boy who had been crouching by the roadside when I walked out of the hut was now pierced through the back of the head by a gun and was stuck in the ground.

And he was not far away, watching in despair as he vomited blood.

(Picks up a weapon)
Without a second thought, Zhou Kuang ran forward, pulled the gun from the other man, and then swiftly killed him.

This startled him, because all he wanted to do was "pick up the gun," and the next step was not what he wanted to do!

In any case, it looks like the "beginner's guide" is about to begin!

He ran close to the enemy and was quickly discovered.

At this moment, Zhou Kuang finally saw the names above the enemy's heads.

[Fake Japanese pirate soldiers]

(End of this chapter)