Started as a comics editor

Chapter 235 Mobile game?

Avalon.

Tang Yao was sweeping her workstation with a broom and dustpan...

Her workstation wasn't very dirty, since she cleaned it every day.

This is mainly her way of relaxing.

to be frank.

It would be a lie to say that you're simultaneously managing the game, updating the comics, and handling the company's daily operations without any pressure.

There is still a little bit.

This, combined with prolonged sitting, is also not good.

Tang Yao didn't want to develop an occupational disease, so sometimes she would stand up and walk around to relax a little.

She didn't need to do this intentionally before.

Because Avalon was working on several games at the same time, there were many issues that required her to make decisions and confirm, and she spent a considerable amount of time running around every day.

However, Avalon is currently at a point where a new game is about to be released.

It's too late to make any changes now. The staff are even more nervous than Tang Yao, fearing that something might go wrong with the game.

Tang Yao then stopped causing trouble for other project teams.

So she could only relax by cleaning, and at the same time, take the opportunity to organize her thoughts while doing this kind of physical work.

As for what ideas to organize.

Of course, it's games.

Not long ago.

Because of her words, Si Jinliang said he was afraid of becoming the kind of game developer he used to hate the most, so he wanted to rediscover game development. He said he would step down as producer after Hearthstone was successful, take a break, and find his former self again, as if he was about to resign.

Tang Yao suggested that he try a different approach: lead a few interested people to try making a small-scale buy-to-play game, a buy-to-play game from Avalon.

She said at the time that she had a good idea.

Tang Yao is currently writing a proposal for him.

She was considering whether the game in her mind was suitable for this world.

"Tang Yao."

Li Xue's voice suddenly rang out, with a hint of amusement and exasperation: "Why are you also doing cleaning duties? If it's dirty, ask the cleaning lady to sweep it for you. You already have enough responsibilities at Avalon. Doing this will only make more people think you're useless..."

As the words fall.

Tang Yao saw Li Xue's fair arm appear before her and took the broom and dustpan from her hands.

"I'm just cleaning, how come people think I'm useless?"

Tang Yao straightened up, her ponytail brushing against the back of her fair neck. She rubbed her shoulders and looked at Li Xue.

Li Xue didn't explain, but simply put the broom and dustpan aside, then pulled Tang Yao to sit down: "The game 'Yun' has been released on the overseas GP Play store, and the related user acquisition ads have also gone live today."

"That's it."

Tang Yao nodded, then rubbed her shoulders again, while subtly glancing down at the ample, proud breasts that were blocking her view. Because Li Xue was there, she felt embarrassed to put them on the table, but they were indeed a bit tiring, so she took a few deep breaths.

They wanted to alleviate the hardship involved.

to be frank.

Even if you get used to it.

But sometimes she still finds it tiring and troublesome.

"Okay, now we just have to wait and see how it goes."

Li Xue nodded, then hesitated for a moment, seemingly uneasy, and whispered, "By the way, I heard some news during this process. Jiuxiao also tried to go overseas in the past two years, but in the end they suffered a crushing defeat and returned to China in disgrace. Perhaps it was because of the wrong decisions they made in the past two years that they not only failed to open up the overseas market, but also had their domestic PC game market share eroded. That's why they set their sights on mobile games."

"I know this."

Tang Yao took a few deep breaths, but found it was no use. In the end, she leaned forward and lay on the table... and quietly placed some of her warm burden on the table: "After all, it is a bit strange that they are so bold in playing the All-in mobile game. I know what you are worried about, Miss Li."

"But we're different from them. Even if we suffer a crushing defeat, it won't be a crippling blow. Besides, they're too arrogant and they chose strange games. We didn't do that, so don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Ah."

Looking at Tang Yao, who was lying on the table like a kitten, Li Xue suddenly felt relieved for some reason.

Soon, she noticed Tang Yao's furtive actions and couldn't help but chuckle.

It's so obvious.

However, she can understand that it can be tough at times.

"Ok?"

Tang Yao rested her fair face on her arm, noticed something, and turned her head to look at Li Xue.

Li Xue immediately looked away and at the screen in front of Tang Yao, not wanting to embarrass her: "What are you writing? Aren't all the games already finished?"

"New game."

Tang Yao hid half of her fair face in her arms, then turned her gaze to the screen and replied, "Consider this a practice piece for Si Jinliang."

"...Another new game? What genre is it this time? Does it have a name yet?"

"The genre is RPG."

Tang Yao gently rubbed her arm and then casually replied, "As for the name... you can call it 'UNDERTALE'."

……

at the same time.

night.

North America.

Damian Peterson dragged his tired body back to his apartment.

After a long day at work, he got home and, without doing anything, went straight to the refrigerator, opened a bottle of beer, and gulped down a big mouthful.

As the cold beer slid down my throat.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had come back to life.

then.

Damian carried the beer to the sofa, slammed the can down on the table, slumped into the sofa, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

However, he was unable to completely empty himself.

Because it was only a short while later.

His phone vibrated. Damian picked it up, and as soon as he saw the message, he sat up abruptly, yelling, "Shit! It's me again!"

[Eternal Warriors New DLC Review Highlights: 1. 9/10; 2. Emphasis on new weapons and levels; 3. Avoidance of plot and weapon issues.]

This information was sent by his editor-in-chief.

That's right.

He is a game editor working for one of the top review websites.

As a commercial gaming website, writing advertorials is unavoidable; sometimes, the website has to write advertorials against its will for the sake of its sponsors.

And this game, "Eternal Warriors," is a typical example.

The main game was already heavily criticized by players for its false advertising! Now the DLC is getting another review...

If we follow Damian's opinion, this game should get a score of 0!
This kind of garbage shouldn't even exist!

But clearly, the other party paid, and his damn editor-in-chief still agreed.

And this damn job! It fell on his shoulders again!
That's right.

He also wrote the official review of this terrible game, and he was heavily criticized by players when the game was released.

His reputation is completely ruined!

Now it's happening again!?

F**k this shit!

Damian grabbed his phone and immediately sent a message to his editor-in-chief, arguing his case forcefully.

But obviously.

Disliked by his colleagues and the editor-in-chief, he ultimately couldn't turn down the job.

When I saw the editor-in-chief's final reply, "Either write or get out," I was deeply moved.

Damian angrily slammed his phone onto the coffee table, knocking over a beer can and splashing amber liquid onto the table.

He ignored it and collapsed back onto the sofa.

He recalled the insults players had hurled at him, the author.

painful.

He initially chose to enter this industry because he loved games, so why did things turn out this way?

"Shit! If I had the chance, wouldn't I want to write a good review?"

"But the problem is, do these people even realize that review websites are commercial websites? It's perfectly normal for them to have business partnerships! Even if I have to write advertorials against my conscience, I have to, otherwise I'll lose my job immediately!"

"I'd also like to recommend good games! But do I even have the chance?"

He muttered to himself, instinctively reaching for the beer beside him.

That's when I realized the beer had spilled.

Damian gave a wry smile, tidied up, grabbed another can of beer, picked up his phone from the floor, and after confirming it still worked, lay back down on the sofa.

He spaced out again.

Talk about it.

Since entering this industry.

He doesn't seem to like games as much anymore; he hasn't opened any of his favorite games in a long time.

Whether it's the FPS games I play regularly, or my favorite indie games.

Damian unconsciously ran his fingers along the edge of his phone; the cracks on the screen were a perfect reflection of his shattered career aspirations.

Think of this.

He tilted his head back and gulped down a mouthful of beer, but the icy liquid couldn't extinguish the burning sensation in his chest.

But he was still unwilling to accept it.

Work still needs to be done.

So he finally stood up, walked to the computer, opened the laptop lid, and created a new document.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out how to write it.

Because that's pure garbage!

Damian's fingertips hovered above the keyboard, unable to fall for a long time.

The cold light from the screen reflected on his tired face, and the blank pages of the document seemed particularly glaring.

"Shet..."

He gave another bitter laugh, cursed, and then stopped forcing himself. Instead, he opened the GP Play Store and browsed aimlessly.

He wanted to find similar games.

Then let's see if we can copy some player comments...

just.

The games he was responsible for reviewing were absolutely terrible.

Moreover, he is very familiar with most games, so finding a similar game is really not easy.

"...No, no, no."

Damian mechanically clicked on the next page, the dazzling array of game icons in the GP Play store flashing by like a carousel.

Click again to go to the next page.

Damian skillfully scrolled to the bottom of the page.

Just as I was about to click on the next page again.

Sudden.

On the screen, a minimalist icon caught his eye—a white figure made of geometric shapes standing on a pink castle, with the words "Monument Valley" written below.

Damian looked at the game icons, which had very different styles.

I clicked on it as if by some strange impulse.

And I just clicked on it.

He was stunned for a moment.

"...Mobile game?"

(End of this chapter)