Game Development: Starting with Recreating the Anime Game Style

Chapter 616 Tower God?

Then, something really interesting happens in the game's storyline, because the protagonist can actually control this magnetically levitated tablet.

This caused the NPCs in the game to kneel down and kowtow, exclaiming that they had encountered a deity.

This plot point is a typical "feel-good" trope, but it fits perfectly here.

Before this, the game had been gradually unraveling the mystery for the player through the protagonist's "thoughts," and he had already guessed that this place might be "an abandoned colony of the empire."

Although players who have read the setting know that this is not actually a colony, this information gap does not affect the player's experience of the story.

For the characters in the game, they are developing from scratch in an environment full of futuristic technological relics. In their eyes, these high-tech creations are just like the stones in the mountains and the flowing water in the river, an integral part of the world.

They used their primitive logic to understand and use these things, thus forming this ridiculous and absurd "distorted civilization."

But the protagonist can use these "high-tech creations".

This creates the first "satisfying moment" in the game's plot. Based on this, players learn that this week is not actually a colony, but the protagonist's "homeworld."

This creates the "point of anticipation" in the game.

As the game's storyline unfolded, Ye Feiyang's speed in clicking on dialogue prompts gradually slowed down.

"This game... is quite interesting."

The closer you get to the village, the more traces of "pre-civilization" you find.

There were watchtowers built with the remains of huge alloy pipes by the roadside, people were seen grinding arrows from the portholes of spaceships, and even a huge piece of spaceship hull covered with circuit boards was used as a wall.

The walls are also covered with rough hunting murals painted with red minerals.

Everything is filled with a post-apocalyptic wasteland feel, but it's not the kind of wasteland where resources are depleted; rather, it's a "rich wasteland" that's overwhelmed by information yet incomprehensible.

About half an hour later, the man pointed to a small black dot that appeared on the horizon ahead and said...

"Immortal, that's Shijiao Village."

Ye Feiyang looked in the direction he pointed, and in the outline of the village, he immediately spotted a building that stood out from the crowd.

It was a towering white spire, with sleek lines and a futuristic feel, which contrasted sharply with the low, stone and wood houses around it.

"what is that?"

Ye Feiyang asked curiously.

A look of awe and sorrow immediately appeared on the man's face.

"That's the Tower of Gods."

"It is the center of the village, and the source of everything for us. But... it hasn't answered our prayers for a long time."

Stepping into Shijiao Village, Ye Feiyang felt as if he had entered a bizarre and wonderful museum.

The village roads were paved with unknown alloy plates, which were clearly not something they could produce.

Moreover, the cracks in these floors are covered with moss.

The houses are mostly built of a mixture of stone and wood, but the windows are all different kinds.

Children chased and played in the street, holding toys that were energy tubes that shimmered with a faint light.

Women were washing clothes by the stream at the village entrance, using heavy metal drive shafts to beat them. An eerie harmony permeated the entire village, as if the ancient and the future had been forcibly kneaded together.

All the buildings surround the white spire in the center of the village, which is about a hundred meters high. The spire is pure white and made of neither gold nor jade, and it gleams softly in the sunlight.

The surface of the tower shows no seams; it appears as if it were formed naturally.

At the base of the tower is a huge circular plaza, where many villagers are kneeling, facing the spire with solemn expressions, chanting incantations as if performing some kind of ritual.

"what are they doing?"

The game's NPC, a middle-aged man named Bart, sighed, his face full of worry: "The village hasn't had a decent rain for almost two months, the land is so dry it's cracked. If this continues, this year's harvest will be ruined. Everyone is praying to the 'Tower of Silence,' hoping it will send down rain."

"Pray to the tower for rain?"

“Yes,” Bart nodded matter-of-factly. “Before, as long as we offered the fattest prey and the sweetest fruit wine, the Tower of Silence would fill the sky with dark clouds and send down rain to nourish all things. But now, for some reason, the Tower God is angry and no longer responds to us.”

This time, as the plot progresses...

Ye Feiyang's thoughts were aligned with the protagonist's again, and a bold guess formed in his mind: Could this thing be a regional artificial weather controller?

For someone living in a primitive civilization, a device that can summon wind and rain is no different from a miracle.

But for a protagonist from a higher civilization, this is just a functional building.

Then in the following plot.

Sure enough.

This information gap is practically a perfect "feel-good story manufacturing machine."

The main storyline is the kind of thing where you know it might develop this way, but once it actually happens, you still feel inexplicably satisfied.

Especially when it comes to the classic "face-slapping scene".

This isn't a divine outburst of anger; rather, it... is simply too tired and needs to be awakened.

As the protagonist spoke, the praying villagers stopped and turned back in astonishment to look at the unfamiliar outsider. The leading elder frowned, stood up, and stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Young man, what nonsense are you talking about? The Tower God's power is limitless, how could it get tired?"

Everything has a spirit, and everything has its time of weariness. It has heard your prayers, but it sleeps too deeply to answer.

And I happen to know how to awaken it.

These charlatan-like remarks stunned all the villagers.

They looked at each other, their faces filled with doubt and surprise.

"Awaken the Tower God? You?" The elder's tone was full of disbelief. "How could an outsider like you know the secrets of our Stone Horn Village?"

Without further ado, the protagonist reached out and gently pressed his hand on the diamond-shaped symbol in front of everyone.

"Om-"

A soft, ancient humming sound rang out.

The long-silent spire, like a giant beast awakening, was illuminated by pale blue flowing patterns that stretched from the base to the top in an instant!
Immediately afterwards, a holographic projection interface appeared on the tower in front of the player.

(End of this chapter)