Let you make a game, what the hell is Pokemon?.

Chapter 294 Spirit Hunter: GO's First Player - Will!
It seems that the people at Dream Factory have made a decision. This efficiency is indeed much faster than doing it by myself. Ling Feng took out his phone and opened the attachment.

As the program loaded, a beautifully designed game icon appeared in the center of the screen. It was a ghostly symbol composed of a ghostly blue light, looking both mysterious and futuristic.

Ling Feng double-clicked the icon to enter the game interface.

After a few seconds of loading animation, a simulated camera feed suddenly popped up on his phone screen.

In the video, some translucent red dots and some flickering shadows suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the originally empty private room.

That's system simulation test data, used to demonstrate AR effects.

Ling Feng carefully examined every detail of the game.

The map rendering is incredibly realistic, with excellent lighting and shadow effects, perfectly capturing the oppressive atmosphere unique to the spirit world. The radar function is also highly sensitive; the minimap on the screen refreshes in real time with the locations of the "ghosts," and clicking on them reveals detailed level and weakness analyses.

What pleased him even more was the smoothness of the simulated combat system.

With a gentle swipe of your fingertip, the Pokémon on the screen can perform various dodging and attack actions, providing a satisfying and responsive experience without any lag or stuttering.

While this simulated battle feature cannot completely replace actual combat, it can significantly increase the win rate of players against Ghost Pokémon.

As expected, Lao Zhang and his team did not disappoint him; their efficiency and quality were quite good.

Ling Feng nodded, feeling quite satisfied.

He thought for a moment, then his fingers flew across the keyboard as he began to type a reply email.

In the email, he pointed out a few minor issues, such as the UI colors being slightly too dark, which might strain the eyes after prolonged viewing, and suggested adjusting them to be brighter. He also suggested that the success animation could be made more visually stunning, with added particle effects to provide players with a stronger visual feedback.

After composing the email, click send.

Ling Feng leaned back in his chair, looked at the words "Sent successfully" displayed on the screen, and then opened the system panel.

Now, this is the most crucial step.

Only by integrating these two modules can the game truly connect to the real-world spirit realm, transforming the real Ghost-type Pokémon data into in-game objectives. The simulated battle function can then provide the most authentic player and Ghost-type Pokémon data, simulating a truly realistic battle!
The module loading process was very fast; the game was modified very quickly.

He took a deep breath.

Next comes the final release phase.

However, there seems to be one problem that hasn't been solved yet – assigning tasks to players can be done through the second module we just obtained, and there are no issues with combat simulation and tutorials, but distributing rewards requires manual matching, since the module doesn't have that function.

He couldn't help but scratch his head.

With so many people in the spirit world, the workload must be enormous.

But can I use a module to do the task of issuing rewards myself?
With this thought in mind, Ling Feng opened the system panel again and used the system to search for the relevant modules. He actually found another intermediate module, which was specifically designed to provide players with matching real-world rewards, and it only cost two thousand points.

After decisively acquiring it and loading it into the game, "Spirit Hunter" was finally ready to launch.

But there's one more thing I need to do before it officially launches.

Ling Feng glanced at his "Special Persons List" and directly selected Will, the Spirit Realm Lord he had just met.

Let's test the game on him first.

Unlike Ling Feng's relaxed demeanor, the atmosphere inside the Spirit Realm Main Tower was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.

This was a spacious but somewhat dimly lit circular conference room, filled with a musty smell, mixed with a faint scent of tobacco and anxiety.

The long table was surrounded by people, but at this moment it was not a united command center, but rather a negotiation venue filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Several tower masters dressed in gray robes were slamming their fists on the table, arguing heatedly. Their voices echoed in the enclosed space, sounding particularly jarring.

"This is completely unreasonable! The situation is so dire, and less than 30% of the resources promised by the alliance have arrived so far! What are we supposed to defend with? Our lives?

The speaker was a thin, middle-aged man. He was the tower master in charge of the western defense line of the spirit world. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

"The west side is a major area of ​​ghost activity, so it's understandable that resources are allocated to it. But I looked at the list, and most of the high-level healing potions distributed this time went to the east side! Why? Don't the lives of people on the west side matter?"

Another slightly overweight tower master immediately glared back defiantly.

"The eastern side is closer to the core area, and the pressure there is many times greater than yours! If we don't give them enough resources, the defense line will have collapsed long ago! Besides, the alliance also has its own difficulties. There are disasters everywhere right now. They are already being generous by giving us these things. How dare you ask for more?"

"Huh? The alliance's difficulties? I bet some people are pocketing the money!"

"Watch your mouth! Produce evidence!"

"What other evidence do you need? Just look at the Bounty Guild's current offers! The reward for the same bounty mission has doubled! If the official pay wasn't so bad, who would be willing to take on those life-threatening missions? Trainers these days aren't stupid; they'll go wherever the money is. Don't you realize how serious our manpower loss is?"

Arguments rose and fell, each person feeling they had been greatly wronged and each feeling they deserved more.

They blamed each other, shifted the blame, and placed all the responsibility on the alliance and on each other, without a single person stepping forward to offer any constructive suggestions.

Will, who sat at the head of the conference table, remained silent.

He rested his hands on his chin, his gaze somewhat vacant as he looked down at the group of subordinates who were arguing incessantly.

As the strongest being in the Spirit Realm and the leader among the Realm Lords, he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness at this moment.

These people have no idea what the spirit world is really facing right now.

They were still arguing heatedly over a few bottles of potion and a few energy cubes, and still scheming against each other for that pitiful amount of power and profit.

If that creature sealed deep within the core were to break free of its seal, if that terrifying legend were to truly descend, what would be the point of giving them even all the resources of the entire Spirit Realm lineage, let alone this small amount?
In that time, everyone will die.

This insignificant gain is nothing in the face of true annihilation.
Will lowered his eyes slightly, a deep sense of weariness and self-reproach welling up inside him.

What have I been doing these past few years?
Since assuming the position of Realm Lord, he has been obsessed with improving his personal strength, wanting to break through that legendary realm, wanting to become stronger, believing that as long as he is strong enough, he can intimidate everything and protect the peace of the Spirit Realm.

But the result?

It is precisely because of his own negligence in management that the internal structure of the Spirit Realm lineage is now so loose, which is why such a short-sighted person who only knows self-interest has climbed to the position of Tower Master.

The spirit world now is like a piece of rotten wood that looks magnificent on the outside but is hollowed out by termites on the inside.

It will fall apart completely with just a slight push.

He couldn't help but recall the words Ling Feng had spoken when he left. Although the man had always spoken casually, the confidence that emanated from his words had left a deep impression on him. He said there would be a way, and that the situation in the spirit world would improve.

But now, looking at the scene before him, Will began to have some doubts.

Is this all we have to rely on?
Is this group of guys who can argue for half a day over a few bottles of medicine?
Is there really any way for the spirit world to overcome this crisis?
He shook his head slightly, banishing the thought from his mind.

Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it now.

Since no one else is willing to step forward, we can only rely on ourselves.

Will silently made a decision in his mind. If the situation really deteriorated to the point of no return, then he would rather die.

Just like the previous realm masters did, he burned his own life force to forcibly reinforce the seal that was about to break.

Although this can only buy time and cannot fundamentally solve the problem, it at least gives the outside world a chance to catch up.

Even if the price is one's own life.

Thinking about this, Will felt not much fear, but rather a sense of relief.

Perhaps this is the destiny of a realm lord. Since one sits in this position and enjoys the corresponding power and resources, it is only natural to sacrifice one's life at the last moment.

only……

At this thought, he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness and confusion.

I thought I was already very strong and had reached the pinnacle in this field, but now it seems that I am still not strong enough.

That so-called legendary realm is like an insurmountable chasm; no matter how hard I try, I can never fathom its mysteries.

If I could break through that level, perhaps I wouldn't be facing this dilemma now.

As Will was lost in thought, pondering the heavy topic of sacrifice and sealing, the argument under the conference table did not stop; instead, it intensified.

The tower master, who hadn't said much until now, now had a gloomy expression and seemed to be targeting the silent Will.

"Say, Lord Will, what are your thoughts on us?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd that had been arguing instantly fell silent.

Although everyone harbors resentment, very few dare to say it out loud.

This may sound polite, but its actual meaning is quite clear.

—As the realm lord, shouldn't you show some backbone and determination at a time like this?

What does it mean to remain silent?
Everyone looked at the tower master who had spoken with some suspicion, and then cautiously glanced at Will, who was sitting high up.

The two tower masters exchanged a glance, their expressions both somewhat strange.

Under the current circumstances, it is indeed necessary for Will, as the supreme realm master, to step forward and take charge.

Although based on their understanding of Will, he certainly didn't like doing such things, the moment had come when they had no choice but to do so.

As a result, he not only disappeared for a while, but now that he has finally reappeared, he remains silent at the meeting.
The tower master had just spoken up for them, so neither of them said anything to stop him, but waited for Will's reaction.

At that moment, Wil paused, snapping out of his reverie.

He raised his head and scanned the crowd.

The terrifying pressure of a champion-level expert instantly spread out, making everyone present feel breathless and as if their hearts were being gripped by an invisible hand.

The tower master, who had been speaking just moments before, was now deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he dared not utter another word.

Will looked at those faces filled with fear, greed, and scheming, and his disappointment reached its peak.

Is this the backbone of the spirit world lineage?

Is this the person I'm willing to risk my life to protect?

Really...

Just as he was about to reprimand someone or simply adjourn the meeting, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in his vision.

A semi-transparent window suddenly appeared out of thin air in what should have been an empty space.

The window had a simple yet high-tech design, with a faint blue light flowing along its edges, making it stand out in the dimly lit conference room.

Will was completely stunned.

What is this...?
Before he could react, the text on the window was already clearly visible in his eyes.

[You have been detected as a prime candidate. Would you like to accept our game invitation?]

Game invitation?
The image of that young figure flashed through Will's mind instantly.

That young man said things would change, that there would be a way... and it actually came true?

But this isn't quite what I expected.

He originally thought that the "that person" Ling Feng mentioned would bring some powerful reinforcements, or some kind of force that could turn the tide. He never expected that it would actually be a... window.
And it looks like a game window.

Moreover, how did this window appear directly in my field of vision?

He reached out to try to touch the window, but found that he couldn't touch anything. It was as if the thing had been projected directly in front of him!
Will raised an eyebrow.

Since it was something created by "that person," it certainly wasn't a prank.

Without the slightest hesitation, he silently uttered "Yes" in his mind.

The next moment, the semi-transparent window expanded instantly, covering his entire field of vision.

Invitation sent, target accepted successfully.

Congratulations! You've become the first player of "Spirit Hunter.go"!

(End of this chapter)