I want to make a game

Suddenly, a slight cracking sound was heard amidst the cheers of the audience. Only Allen and Alfred heard this sound. In an instant, the two people holding the trophy together paused.

"Alan, did you hear that?"

Alfred asked nervously in a low voice.

"I heard it, Dynamite, what should I do now? Isn't the quality of this trophy too bad?"

Allen was more nervous than Alfred, and the smile on his face completely froze.

"Stop talking, listen to me. Let's put the trophy down slowly later. You must remember to hug it. Remember, hold it tight."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Prepare, 1, 2, 3..."

"Click..."

Looking at Allen and Alfred, who were holding half of the trophy and looking embarrassed, everyone was stunned. The next moment, everyone turned their attention to Liu Zhiyuan. Is he so shoddy? This is not the style of the Han Dynasty.

ah!

Liu Zhiyuan smiled and walked up to the two of them and took the trophy. In Allen's hand was a statuette in the shape of a hip-hop windmill, and in Alfred's hand was a cheering statuette.

"Click..."

Liu Zhiyuan brought the trophies together, and with a little force, the two became one again.

"Remember this game, remember your seamless cooperation, only when you are together, you are the real champion."

There can only be one champion, and there can only be one trophy, but who stipulates that the trophy cannot be divided? It's just a small mechanism.

"Click..."

He handed the trophy to the two of them separately again.

"Take it, champion."

Allen and Alfred received the trophy with surprise on their faces, and the audience also reacted. The Han Dynasty is the Han Dynasty, and Liu Zhiyuan deserves to be Liu Zhiyuan. His thoughts are really delicate. In the cheers, the DDR players stepped down.

Already.

"Do you have it with you?"

Liu Zhiyuan took out an Elf from his pocket and asked the audience loudly, and the answer did not live up to his expectations.

"Take it with you!"

"I always keep it with me!"

"I won't let go even when I sleep."

"..."

Liu Zhiyuan waved his arm fiercely, and the background music of Pokémon sounded. At the same time, the big screen screen turned into a challenge gym, and Ma Huateng sat in the competition seat.

"Pocket Pokémon Battle starts now, Master Ball, Rare Pokémon..."

"Wow!"

"cool!"

"..."

The popularity of Pokemon cannot be compared with that of DDR. The latter two have certain thresholds, but Pokemon does not. The most important thing is that the income of Pokemon is terrible. As long as you can get a Master Ball

, instantly worth more than a million dollars.

This is the most critical reason why there seems to be no upper limit for Pokemon players. Even if someone doesn't like playing this game, he will still invest in it because there is an astonishing amount of dollars waiting for him to get it.

There have been game merchants for a long time, but most of them resell game consoles or games and game props. In this era, Pocket Elf is the only one.

Liu Zhiyuan is very clear about the charm of online games, and the reason why online games are attractive in addition to social interaction is the props that can be traded, which have things that others do not have. Pocket Elf has exactly this ability, rare elves, rare props, etc. When the Internet era comes,

It will burst out with energy that will shock everyone.

Liu Zhiyuan stepped off the stage and watched the excited audience walk off the stage. The first day of activities was a complete success. From now on, we just need to proceed step by step.

The next day, the whole world was flooded with news about the first day of WCG activities. According to rough statistics, on the first day alone, Liu Zhiyuan spent tens of millions of dollars in real money, not counting the value of the virtual products of Pocket Elf.

, if you include those, the value will be frightening. That is an asset that many companies cannot achieve in their lifetime.

The third day, the fourth day...the competition was proceeding in an orderly manner. Soon, the 15-day competition was over. At the award ceremony, Liu Zhiyuan invited representatives from major manufacturers that sponsored the competition.

And they will award the trophies.

Countless supercars also tried their best to get into the venue overnight. The entire award ceremony lasted for half an hour, and then Liu Zhiyuan came on stage again to deliver the closing speech.

"Games are not a scourge, games are not electronic opium, games are everyone's entertainment, and games can also become everyone's dream."

"If a young man pursues his dream of music regardless of everything else, will he be condemned?"

"No, everyone will only say that this is a dream chaser who burns for his dream."

"If a young man pursues science regardless of everything, he will not be condemned by people."

"Because everyone will definitely praise him. He is a person with lofty ideals."

"A young man..."

Liu Zhiyuan's words made the stadium quiet, and everyone watching the live broadcast in the world was also quiet. This sentence is worth reflecting on.

These words are from Liu Zhiyuan’s heart. Games are just not accepted by too many people. They lose their minds by playing with them? Can’t they do other things? Or think about it in another way, why are games so attractive? Why are they so easy to get addicted to without other things?

, players can find themselves in the game world for a moment.

"I believe these 15 days must have added a lot of worthwhile memories to you. I hope you will remember these 15 days. I hope the future of the game will be more exciting because of you."

"Now, I declare that the 1989 WCG is officially over!"

"Pah...pah...pah..."

Liu Zhiyuan didn't do too many tricks during the closing ceremony, because being too exciting would take away from what he just said.

WCG is over, and the points competition of the Han Dynasty Extreme Masters has officially begun. On the first day alone, more than 10 million players have signed up around the world, and this number undoubtedly shocked the world. Although most of them are accompanying runners, but

This competition with tens of millions of people is the only one in the world.

"The huge prize money, the temptation of leaving a name in history, the glorious stage...is that enough for tens of millions of people?"

Nakamura Masaya looked at the report in his hand and sighed in despair. He really didn't expect that just a few months after he left the Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty would develop into such a giant. It developed so fast.

It's so fast that it's completely abnormal.

Not only is he desperate, but the small team of this top third party is also desperate. With a player base of hundreds of millions, Nintendo may only be like this at most. SFC, the scepter in Hiroshi Yamauchi's hand that symbolizes the imperial power of the gaming industry, can really win.

?

"It's not much. It's expected. I just don't know if it can reach hundreds of millions this year."

"well..."

Nakamura Masaya clutched the report tightly.

"It's not to the point of admitting defeat yet. Now we must wholeheartedly make games for Nintendo, and remember not to have any distracting thoughts. Only when Nintendo and the Han Dynasty are balanced will we, third parties, be able to benefit."

Miyamoto Masashi suddenly spoke.

"You said that we are going to join the Han Dynasty now. With Liu Jun's kind personality, he will not embarrass us too much, right?"