GDYARVE ## Chapter 15: Physical Damage?
## Chapter 15: Physical Damage?
"I finally understand why the king, after unifying the country, greedily wanted more," Song Shan said as he looked at the sales figures in the background.
That terrifying million sales!
In just one week, he experienced what it meant to go from nothing to everything.
According to the benefits package Ye Feng offered, he had already achieved more than an ordinary student could in several years.
He felt like he hadn’t done anything significant; he just followed the materials Ye Feng provided and created these things.
These tasks were like assignments given by a teacher—he had the standard data, shapes, and settings, and he just mindlessly put them together.
"President Ye, should we buy a car? A house? Or go on a trip and have a good time?" Song Shan excitedly joked around with Ye Feng.
"The next step? The next step is naturally to expand the studio and develop new games," Ye Feng replied without hesitation.
"Another game?" Song Shan was taken aback. He hadn’t even considered that there would be another game. In his mind, with a million sales, Ye Feng had already made enough money to last a lifetime.
Would a normal person still want to make another game?
But Ye Feng's determined gaze told him that he would!
That day, Ye Feng posted a recruitment message on his Weibo account.
【I’m glad everyone enjoys Dead Cells. Budding Studio has decided to expand and hopes to create more works that people will love. If you want to join us, please send your resume to Budding Studio's email. Let’s look forward to a wonderful future together.】
The message immediately received numerous replies.
‘Resume sent. Hope to make games with you. (PS: Definitely not looking to defeat you in person.)’
‘Greedy game developer, give me back my keyboard!’
‘How does it feel to be targeted?’
‘Heartless scoundrel, what’s the ending of Dead Cells? I really can’t get past the later stages.’
‘What? A new game? A newbie who got beaten senseless by Cell Five is here uninvited.’
‘Yogame president Fujiwara (dark and twisted face): How could anyone put the final boss at Cell Five? Without beating it, you don’t get the ending!’
‘So many skins, can they really be obtained for free in the game? I mean, really no money involved? (dog head)’
……
Brother Yin looked at the comments under the Weibo post and felt a rush of excitement, like he had just taken a steam bath and was feeling very refreshed.
“Today, let’s do a no-hit run against the Collector,” he said, smiling as he reopened the game.
“Thanks to Black Star for the rocket, thank you, buddy,” he habitually thanked for the gifts in his livestream. But as soon as he finished, he froze.
“Black Star? Which Black Star?” He quickly checked the gifter’s profile and saw the certification as Budding Studio’s chief designer, Black Star.
Without hesitation, he immediately requested to connect.
Ye Feng also didn’t hesitate and accepted the connection.
“Heartless scoundrel, how can you make such a game with a clear conscience? You really are a cold, emotionless guy!” Brother Yin complained the moment the call connected.
Heaven knows how much he suffered from these two games. Sometimes late at night, he wished he had never known this designer, never played these games.
The magic of these games was that unlike others, which discouraged players by their difficulty, these kept players hooked with excellent controls and rich equipment settings, making them want to keep playing.
Even after dying, you’d think you could pass if you tried a different weapon or gear combination next time.
The joy of repeatedly challenging yourself and overcoming the game’s high difficulty was addictively satisfying.
Without playing up to Cell Five, you couldn’t see the true ending.
This was why countless players kept dying and cursing.
Confucius said: “Look at my feet! Look at my hands! As the Poem says, ‘Cautious and vigilant, as if standing by a deep abyss, as if walking on thin ice.’ From now on, I know my body will not suffer damage. Disciples!”
“Emotions? Hahahahaha! (lazily laughs)”
“Emotions are the cruelest thing in this world!”
“And besides, didn’t you all say it was very easy?” Ye Feng finally felt relieved.
Just as the players were driven mad by the game, he too, in the dead of night, couldn’t understand how everyone said systems were golden fingers, yet his system couldn’t even complete the first task.
Brother Yin was speechless, unable to respond.
At the same time, the number of viewers in Brother Yin's livestream soared. Upon hearing that the game designer appeared in the stream, the Shark Live platform immediately pushed a notification to everyone’s phones.
【Dead Cells designer appears in Brother Yin's stream, come and vent your frustration!】
Upon seeing the push, players’ first reaction was disbelief, but they quickly realized this official message was real.
As they entered, they saw the conversation between the two, and Brother Yin’s flushed face. Finally, he weakly said,
“It was easy!”
While saying this, he opened the game’s review interface in front of the designer, showing that he hadn’t rated Dead Cells yet.
The options still displayed the old three choices.
【Very Easy】【Fairly Average】【Extremely Difficult】
As if out of spite, he quickly moved the mouse to the 【Very Easy】 option.
The crisp clicking sound of the mouse was audible in the livestream,
——Click
【Rating successful, thank you for your valuable feedback.】
A pop-up notification appeared on the screen.
Seeing this, the chat exploded with laughter. The battle between the designer and the player ended without a clear winner.
Ye Feng fell silent.
Was completing the system’s task really this hard?
They say every traveler has a golden finger, but his only gold finger was useless. His soul ached.
“Hope you can say the same about the next game.” Ye Feng took a deep breath.
Hearing this, the chat burst into laughter.
‘Physical damage!!’
(End of this chapter)