Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 247 Start! Devil RTS
Old Mike packed up his things and went home alone.

He has been in a good mood recently. Although he lost his factory job, he got a better one.

He became the most famous tiefling because of his participation in the Drogo Group's Magic Vision Machine Safety Statement short film.

At least until yesterday.

Because starting from yesterday, the title of the most famous tiefling will belong to Morris.

In this way, the most representative public characters among the Tieflings at present are all transformed.

Thanks to his fame, Old Mike also has great prestige among the tieflings in Twin Towers City.

He then became one of the interviewers for this recruitment event, and would go to Deepwater in the future to become a small manager in the factory there.

The promotion that I hadn’t achieved after working in the Shuangta City factory for nearly ten years is now about to happen.

With a fatter wallet, middle-aged men have more confidence and regain their vigor.

And everyone's attitude towards tieflings has obviously improved.

Although they will still watch him cautiously on the road, they will not take a detour after spotting him from a distance. When they help others on the road, the people they help will not run away screaming.

The only thing he is not used to is that now when Old Mike walks on the street, people often come to take photos with him. But taking photos is okay, as he has seen his photos appear in all kinds of strange texts.

Usually his eyes are blocked by mosaics, and then text is added to give him various identities and backgrounds.

"The most vicious tiefling killer, he once killed three people with a pencil."

"Exploring the evil Panjiao Gang, the editor risked his life to take a photo with the gang leader."

"A woman frequently went out late at night, and her husband followed her secretly. He discovered that she was having a tryst with a mysterious tiefling..."

Something like this.

Start with a picture, and the content depends entirely on editing.

As a result, he becomes wary whenever someone wants to take a photo of him.

Old Mike was walking on the street with flowers in his hands. There was a small gift box between the bouquets, which contained a crystal necklace.

Today is his and his wife’s wedding anniversary. When they were poor, they never cared about these days.

Now that people are a little wealthier, they have begun to pursue a sense of ritual.

The Drogo Group has always encouraged various ceremonial activities and festivals.

Almost every festival of every race, big or small, is dug out and promoted by the Drogo Group.

According to Drogo, it doesn't matter what festival it is, what is important is to find a reason to get people to spend money during the festival.

He could imagine his wife's expression when she received the gift. She must have blamed him for spending money indiscriminately, but she put on the necklace happily and looked at herself in the mirror over and over again.

Since becoming a tiefling, Old Mike moved with his family to a community where non-humans gathered. After all, renting a house is cheap no matter where it is, and it is more convenient for his current identity.

In recent days, some brave and curious people have appeared in the community to "explore". This is a new trend in Internet traffic recently, checking in the "most dangerous" neighborhoods.

People began to take interest in this race that had existed for a long time but had been little understood.

However, Old Mike does not encourage this kind of behavior. It is indeed a bit dangerous for people who do not understand the local rules.

For example, when there is a small group of gang members gathered on the side of the road, don't look over there, as it will be considered a provocation.

When Old Mike passed by a group of Panjiao Gang members, he deliberately lowered his head and ignored them.

However, what he didn't expect was that after he walked over, this group of tieflings followed him with slow steps.

Old Mike glanced back and cursed, "What a hassle."

Then turn into a small alley.

Walking deeper into the alley, Old Mike stopped, turned around, and spoke in a calm tone.

"I don't think I have offended you in any way, have I?"

The leader on the opposite side sneered twice, "Didn't we meet a few days ago? How come you don't recognize each other so soon?"

"Oh!"

Old Mike acted as if he had suddenly realized something.

The tiefling on the opposite side shook his legs triumphantly.

"Who are you?"

It's really not that old Mike is deliberately provoking him. He has interviewed at least a few hundred people every day recently and he really can't remember.

"You don't think it's okay to pretend you don't know him, do you? He's the best pickpocket in the Panjiao Gang."

The person who spoke was the habitual thief who had come for the interview before.

"You should have given me a job, but it's too late to regret now. But I think I like your phone, can you lend it to me?"

This robbery excuse sounds like something that a thug with limited education would say.

It feels very much like an adult blackmailing a child.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Old Mike didn't look scared at all.

"I advise you to hand it over yourself, or I'll take it. That stupid big orc can't save you, right?"

"Ugh……"

Old Mike sighed helplessly. He didn't want to take the chance. How could he improve himself by living with these insects?

"Be gentle."

"Hahaha!" The thief burst into laughter. "Now you know how to beg for mercy? Hahaha, it's too late!"

"I'm not talking to you."

"There's no point pretending to have help," the thief said with a sly expression, as if he had already made up his mind about Old Mike. "I won't fall for it."

"Look behind you."

"How old are you? What's behind me?"

"Hello, thanks for calling Didi. Orc Spiked Shield is at your service." A muffled voice came from behind.

The thief was stunned for a moment.

He didn't dare to look back.

It seemed that as long as he didn't look back, he wouldn't have to face this cruel reality.

Three minutes later...

If we compare the orc spiked shield and the fighting power of this group of tieflings, it's probably 30-70.

The fingertip shield can kill them seven times in three minutes.

The biggest difficulty of this Didi beating mission is to be careful not to cripple these thugs.

"Hello, this service of Orc Spiked Shield has ended. Please remember to give it a five-star rating."

Spiked Shield bowed and left, very politely.

Lying all over the ground were the "heroes" of the Panjiao Gang who were tied up tightly.

"I'm sorry, we were wrong, please forgive us this time..."

"It's none of my business. He ordered it. He said he wanted to seek revenge on you!"

Several gangsters were crying and busy betraying each other.

Another major reason why Tieflings are unpopular is that they can't even be very powerful villains.

The more powerful villains even have their own fan base.

They are all red.

The unprovoked scourge could only be Drogo, not a Tiefling.

Old Mike ignored the insects' pleas for mercy and began to perform human resources functions.

He pulled out a bunch of scrolls from his backpack.

"You still provide us with jobs?" the thief asked with tears in his eyes. He saw hope again.

"almost."

Old Mike took out another box of ink, smeared their fingers with it, and then pressed them onto the scroll one by one.

In order to make it easier for illiterate people to sign contracts, fingerprints can also be used in addition to signatures.

"You won't have a chance at normal work, but slave work is still work, so be happy."

"What, slave?"

It is difficult to build a large city quickly with only an eight-hour workday, so Drogo's plan is to provide good workers with good working conditions.

Slave-level jobs are offered to tieflings who do not want to lead a decent life.

Sixteen hours a day, all year round, if you want to slack off during hard labor, you can use the whip, electric shock or wax dripping. Pick the one you like.

Repeated criminals captured by the adventure group basically end up becoming slaves.

In the transition period from feudalism to capitalism, slavery seemed to sound a bit retrograde.

But I’ll use it first if it’s useful.

Drogo didn't want to build a big prison, keep the incorrigible tieflings well fed and well fed, and then, when there were no new games to play, call out the prisoners for torture or something.

The next day, Drogo Group.

Drogo wriggled out of the pile of devil encyclopedias provided by the church, carrying his new game plan.

In fact, this kind of information-searching work can be completely handed over to the employees.

However, Drogo believes that since he is the one making the dragon, he should understand and control the general direction and some details of the project.

Only in this way can we confidently "intervene" in the development process.

Having experienced the pain of being bossed around by a boss who had no idea about the details, I don’t want to harm my employees in the same way again.

Come to the office.

"Aisha, notify the gaming department to hold a meeting. There is a new project to be done."

"Okay, the first week's Tiefling recruitment report has been placed on your desk."

Drogo glanced over the report.

In Shuangta City alone, 541 people were recruited and 1228 were arrested in the first week.

I can only say that they are worthy of being called Tieflings. They are quite dependent on crime, and the number of those arrested is more than twice the number of those recruited.

The first group of workers with civil engineering experience have boarded the ship to Waterdeep.

The remaining ones without relevant experience need to undergo job training first.

For this purpose, many municipal projects in Shuangta City were contracted.

Repairing bridges, roads, and sewers, etc.

Practice your hands.

The basic structure is two drow architects with fifteen to twenty tieflings to form a construction team.

Normally, a team shouldn't have so many members, but there weren't enough points for the drow architects.

In addition to the Twin Towers, other cities will soon begin recruiting tieflings, and there will be a shortage of drow.

There is no way, the drow are also a rare ethnic group.

The good news is that most tieflings are in medium and large cities, so recruitment activities do not have to go to too many places.

These temporary and inexperienced construction teams were able to obtain municipal engineering orders, partly because of Drogo's face-saving effect.

Due to the great reduction in the crime problems caused by the Tieflings, the Drogo Group now has a very good reputation in the city and is a good group with a sense of social responsibility.

On the other hand, the orders that Zhuo Ge took on would not be outsourced to others...

In short, the future of Waterdeep City currently looks like a state of vitality and prosperity.

Half an hour later, the main leaders of the game department gathered in the conference room.

Zhuo Ge opened the slide and the title was a brand new word.

Real-time strategy game.

"What we are going to develop next is a real-time strategy game with the theme of the war between demons and humans."

"Forehead……"

Yuffie raised her hand.

"I know you're going to ask what a real-time strategy game is. I'll explain."

Real-time strategy games, or RTS, are a type of strategy game that was once very popular and is considered an absolutely mainstream type in the gaming industry. Many classic works have been produced there.

However, with the development, this type of product has been gradually eliminated, and the companies that became famous by making RTS products are not in a good situation.

The reason for this type of loneliness is actually very simple.

It's so hard.

If the threshold for something is too high, it is bound to lack an audience, especially when it is a game whose main purpose is entertainment.

As a genre where players battle one-on-one as the main gameplay, it takes a long time to learn RTS.

After getting to know various units, different factions, various basic tactics, a bunch of shortcut keys, and fighting passionately with the computer for hundreds of hours, I thought I had a glimpse of the game, and started player matching with great excitement, and then I was beaten so badly that I couldn't even find my mother.

Unlike shooting games, a novice can occasionally kill an expert with a nerve gun, and will always get the kill after playing for a while.

It's not a multiplayer team game, so if you lose, the best way to reduce frustration is to blame your teammates.

"I could have won, but I was tricked into losing."

"Whose father is this?"

“I was so fat in the early stage.”

If an RTS loses, the only reason is that the player is not good enough. Coupled with the long torturous period before getting positive feedback, decline is almost inevitable.

A similar situation is with fighting games, but in fighting games you only need to control one character at a time and a game can be played in a shorter time.

It's somewhat more acceptable than the hectic real-time strategy.

As a game, it is more of a competition than entertainment.

But Drogo still intends to launch such games in Phailin.

Because first of all, playing games here is not something you do in fragmented time.

At present, playing games here is a very "important" thing. Everyone will take out a long time to experience this interactive art form very seriously.

Secondly, the needs of some players who like competition are not met.

There is a type of player who just likes to compete in games. The more intense the competition, the happier they are.

For example, Toto.

She now has no place to display her gaming talent.

I have tried speedrunning various games, but auto chess and card games are relatively too casual.

This "God of Games" has been feeling very uncomfortable lately.

Through real-time strategy games, Drogo wants to open up an e-sports market.

It's very tiring to play this game by yourself, but it's sometimes quite interesting to watch others play it.

Finally, RTS games are a breeding ground for many other game types.

There are so many games that have been developed based on it.

Drogo plans to equip this game with a map editor, which is like a simplified version of a game engine. It can create maps and write logic for objects on the map, making games within the game.

The development of new game engines has greatly simplified the difficulty of game production.

Spell logic can be completed through a graphical logic module similar to a "blueprint".

I can't write very complex spells, but it's enough for low-level functions.

By putting it into the editor, people who don't know magic can also have the opportunity to create games.

Drogo is looking forward to the day when all kinds of new games "grow" in the player community.

It took about twenty minutes for Drogo to explain to everyone present what real-time strategy was.

"I understand. It's basically an auto chess game without turns, where each piece can be controlled individually." Youfei said.

"Not too bad."

Drogo thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case, but it was a little more complicated.

"Anyway, I named this project——"

The slide turns to the next page.

"Red Alert!"

(End of this chapter)