Currently, games circulating on the market are primarily role-playing and FPS shooter games, with almost all new game projects leaning towards these two genres.
In Old Song's opinion, this game called "slay the spire" by Chen Lin was completely unrelated to the mainstream, and he had never seen similar gameplay before.
Especially with the addition of a confusing "tower climbing" setting, he feared players wouldn't buy into it.
"Don't worry, you just need to help me make it. It's not a big game anyway, so even if it loses money, it's on me," Chen Lin said with a calm smile, a confident expression on his face.
Old Song looked puzzled, unsure where Chen Lin's confidence came from.
But just as Chen Lin said, the production difficulty for this type of card strategy game wasn't high, and even if it truly lost money, it wouldn't be impossible to recover. It could even be seen as a valuable experience for a young person after graduation.
After all, it was something he would have to go through eventually.
"Since you have it figured out, I won't say anything more."
"Making this game is fine, but we currently have other projects on hand and can't spare so many people for now, which might slow down some progress."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to contact our upstream company to work on it together."
Old Song thought for a moment and said.
"Sure, as long as the finished product meets the requirements," Chen Lin said without hesitation.
He was currently in urgent need of funds.
The faster the game was made, the faster he would recoup his investment, which would also help with his next plan.
"Alright, then wait a moment."
Old Song didn't waste words, directly picking up his phone and dialing the number.
Soon, the call connected.
He could feel his expression becoming much more serious.
After a few polite exchanges with the other party, he explained the situation in detail.
"Card strategy game? Old Song, it's not that I'm lecturing you, but you should know how poorly these types of games perform in the market."
"Although I want to help you, we still have many projects unfinished and can't spare the time right now. You'd better ask someone else. I'm hanging up now."
Click—
The other party directly hung up the phone, not even giving Old Song a chance to explain.
At the same time.
Inside the Star Travel company's headquarters office, a man in a suit hung up the phone, muttering curses.
"What's wrong? So angry," someone nearby asked.
"It's Dawn Studio again, trying to push all sorts of junk projects onto me. Do they really think our Star Travel is a garbage collector?" the man said, clearly displeased.
Every industry has its rules.
In the game outsourcing business, especially for a company the size of Star Travel, they don't just take on any game.
Because once a game they produce flops, it will inevitably affect their own reputation, lowering the impression industry manufacturers have of them and leading to a lack of work.
In the current fiercely competitive and highly internalized environment, this is absolutely not worth it, especially for a privately outsourced game.
"..."
"You've seen me make a fool of myself."
Back at Dawn Studio, Old Song awkwardly looked up.
Having been in this industry for so many years, he naturally understood what the other party meant, but he just hadn't expected such a blunt refusal.
After a moment of contemplation, he finally offered a solution: "How about this, I'll find some friends in the industry to help, and we'll strive to get the finished game done for you within two months. What do you think?"
"Two months? ...Alright, then I'll leave it to you."
After a brief estimation, Chen Lin readily agreed and began discussing the details.
Meanwhile.
The popularity of "braveheart" continued to grow.
Thanks to the promotion by various streamers and video websites.
In just one week, the game sold tens of thousands of copies.
After deducting platform commissions and taxes, he made a net profit of approximately 220,000.
This was with Chen Lin considering his own lack of fame and pricing the game relatively low.
Many players downloaded the game out of curiosity.
Yet, they found themselves uncontrollably engrossed, unable to extricate themselves, and the comments below began to multiply.
"This is truly the best game I've ever played. After the gunshots, I don't know how long I sat silently in front of the screen."
"When I instinctively pressed the D key towards the officer, I knew this game had succeeded."
"Family, friendship, bravery, justice, rescuing enemy soldiers, repairing trenches, rolling in the mud, a letter from home worth a thousand pieces of gold – a seemingly simple small game, with just a few strokes, presents the brutal reality of the battlefield to the player."
"What's most commendable is the insertion of numerous epic and high-definition restored photos, allowing one to intimately experience that urgency, compassion, pain, despair, and... struggle."
"'Were we wrong?' 'No.' 'Were they wrong?' 'No.' 'This is war.'"
"Designer, come out! I promise I won't beat you to death!"
Without exception, all were positive reviews.
Although some players complained loudly, their bodies were very honest.
Not only did they politely inquire about the Designer's address, but they also brought gifts, truly model citizens.
Coupled with the compilations of streamers breaking down that circulated on various video websites, the game became a minor hit again, entertaining countless players.
"Chen Lin, the finished game is ready and I've sent it to you."
Two months later, Old Song completed the production on time and sent the file to Chen Lin's email.
"Alright, thank you."
After expressing his gratitude, Chen Lin quickly opened his email, retrieved the game file, and carefully examined it.
It had to be said.
Old Song was indeed a very responsible person.
Almost every detail was implemented according to his requirements, and the game produced was not much different from what he remembered.
The graphics even had a slight improvement.
It made him marvel at the studio's efficiency.
"Game Wealth: 650,000."
Looking at the wealth value, it had already increased to over 600,000 in two months, still quite a gap from his memory.
But after all, it was a different world, sales couldn't be exactly the same, and he didn't have the reputation of those big companies from his previous life, where a large number of players would buy immediately upon release.
At this rate, to reach the one million mission requirement, one game alone would probably be tough; he needed to release new games quickly.
"This much wealth should be almost enough."
Chen Lin stroked his chin, lost in thought.
After spending wealth, the mission progress would also decrease, and he would have to accumulate it again.
But considering that two games would accumulate wealth faster than one, it wasn't unacceptable.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curved upward slightly.
He brought up the system interface, created a special promotional CG for "slay the spire," and then uploaded it along with the game to platforms and various video websites.
It was April.
As the beginning of the second quarter, it was also a carnival for Bilibili users.
Because in this month, the website would upload a large number of new anime series.
Hot-blooded, romance, detective, original, otherworld trash...
All kinds of anime, there was always one you would like.
Although in recent years the censorship had been a bit severe, it didn't affect netizens finding fun in it and relieving life pressure.
And tonight.
It was the day several ace sequels were updated.
Many people, as soon as they got off work or school, impatiently rushed to their computers, opening web pages and constantly refreshing.
"Strange, why is there one more new anime?"
Suddenly, someone noticed something unusual on the webpage, staring at a strange new anime that appeared in the corner.
"slay the spire, original hot-blooded adventure anime?"
"It doesn't seem like this one was in the previously updated list, was it?"
"Could it be temporarily added, or accidentally missed?"
"It's been a while since I've seen an original, I wonder which company produced it."
The bewildered netizens scrolled down the page and clicked into it.