My game is depressing worldwide.

Whether they were watching the live stream or playing the game, everyone was completely dumbfounded.

No, isn't this computer AI a bit too much?

Or is this really AI?

Instead of being controlled by the player themselves?

In ordinary games, players describe highly difficult computer AI with just one word—"difficult."

It's either numerical or mechanistic.

The boss, Koyle, has given many people a misconception.

It seems... to have some kind of perverse sense of humor?

It's not just about pursuing efficiency and quickly eliminating the players.

It feels more like a game.

However, while there was admiration, there was still plenty of mockery.

[vegetable!!!]

[Old Wei, you're dragging us down again.]

How can you win with teammates like this?

[It seems like Lao Wei lost, but he actually won. Lao Wei played five yuan more than others, that's one win; Lao Wei won one game while his teammate didn't, that's two wins; Lao Wei won two games while the AI ​​didn't, that's three wins.]

Old Wei was captured, and with only three people left on Inferno difficulty, victory was almost impossible. So he simply waited to die, watched the execution animation, and then returned to the team lobby.

Chen Xuan, watching from outside the screen, was also thoroughly enjoying himself.

Cool.

Although the three of them failed to complete the Purgatory Mode, Chen Xuan still delivered the gift as promised.

When starting a new game, the four of them obediently lowered the difficulty level this time.

Having been tested by top-tier AI, the game progressed exceptionally smoothly this time.

But He Xiangsong still smacked his lips: "It's easy, but why does it feel like it's missing something? It seems like the Hell difficulty is more interesting."

Su Xing nodded in agreement: "Indeed, everyone says that the fun of fighting against others is endless. This sense of pressure, which is even stronger than that of real players, and the ultimate immersive experience are unique."

Sun Zhirui was very dissatisfied and muttered, "Well, it's just so-so. They didn't give me a chance to show off my skills. If this were an action game, I would have slaughtered my way through the police station."

Old Wei, as the culprit who caused the game's failure in the previous round, was too ashamed to speak, looking like a wilted eggplant.

However, a WeChat message on his phone made his expression turn strange.

After thinking for two seconds, he said, "Everyone, please wait a moment. I have something to say to my junior."

As he spoke, Lao Wei turned off the microphone of the live stream, and Sun Zhirui also left the live stream room, asking, "Hey, what's going on? Why are you being so secretive?"

"Here's the thing...would you be interested in trying out the demo of Asylum Studios' new game? Tell them it's a challenging action game, giving you a chance to show off, and we'd also like to invite you to join us as a combat designer."

"No interest. Too many studios want to invite me to join, and there are so many action games in development around the world. I can't possibly try them all."

"Is that so? Mr. Chen guessed you would say that. He said that 'Tuanzi Family' is scheduled to air in January, and two preview programs will be recorded on the same day as the new project 'Honkai Impact 3'. He will also participate in the 'Sleepy Wake-up' program. If you agree to try the game, we plan to invite you to a face-to-face event with the planners. Both of you will be there on that day."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhirui's voice rang out with a hint of excitement: "Really? You're not kidding me? But we agreed, I'm only trying it out, I didn't agree to join."

"Mr. Chen guessed that you would say that. He said that you will naturally choose to join after you try it out."

"Tch, what are you talking about? I don't believe a small studio like this can attract me." Sun Zhirui said, her words somewhat contradicting her true feelings.

It's so uncomfortable to have your thoughts and what you're going to say guessed over and over again.

"Alright, let's continue playing games today."

...

...

a few days later.

Zheng Yanbin got up early as usual, but he didn't leave for work for a long time.

He stared at his phone, his finger swiping across it, and new short videos popped up one after another.

Big data will always understand you better than your partner.

As if knowing what he cared about, seven or eight out of ten comments were about "Outlast".

"I dare not open my eyes, hoping it's just my imagination..."

With a loud slap, Zheng Yanbin couldn't help but slap his forehead.

The sky collapsed.

"A domestically produced game that exposed the dark side of the biomedical industry at Xida University was silenced by anti-China elements..."

"The whole story of the 'Escape' incident: Who exactly doesn't want us to see the truth about the dark side of Xida University?"

"The producer's heart-wrenching work was given away for free? The reason is thought-provoking..."

"The culprit hindering the development of domestically produced games has been found!"

They're underestimating the impact of free-to-play games on players.

The game's popularity has not decreased at all, but has continued to rise, with wave after wave of players digging up the incident when Outlast was reported.

Zheng Yanbin couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He has always been a very controlling person. Even when Shen Qingtu resigned, causing the project development to stagnate temporarily, he never felt that things were out of control.

When did it start?

It seems to have started from the establishment of that studio called the Asylum.

Time and again, they lost both their wife and their army.

Initially, some short videos openly mentioned "Tianshuo Network Technology" or Zheng Yanbin's name.

Later on, there were fewer videos that explicitly named the characters, but that was not good news at all.

This shows that some of Zheng Yanbin's measures were completely ineffective. It was Tianshuo's head office that stepped in, using its influence to try to quell the storm as much as possible.

Even so, those self-media outlets still reacted like sharks smelling blood.

Instead of directly mentioning it, you can hint at it in various ways.

Now look at the comments below.

[Hilarious, Tianshuo is such a trash company.]

[Once some decent production teams appear, these capitalists in the ditch run wild like madmen.]

[Back then, I said it was Tian Shuo targeting "Escape," but you didn't believe me and even accused me of being a jerk. (Smiling emoji)]

[Permission to return]

[Permission to return]

[Permission to return]

Zheng Yanbin felt somewhat desperate.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be questioned soon.

The worst-case scenario... is that the producer's position might be at risk.

"Never mind, there's always a way out."

Zheng Yanbin breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go out.

But then, a phone call came in.

"Feed? Just say what's on your mind."

"Manager Zheng, there's something I need to tell you..."

"You left your mumbling tongue at home?! Spit it out!" Zheng Yanbin was furious and didn't care about the politeness of his words.

"Okay, okay. Boss, didn't Gong Jing resign a while ago?"

"You're not trying to tell me he found a job so quickly, are you? Which company? We should poach some of their people too."

"This might be a bit difficult."

"Difficult? What makes it difficult?"

"They only have 12 core employees, and the new hires haven't officially started working on the development yet."

Zheng Yanbin remained silent for two seconds.

The number 12 seems a bit sensitive.

"The company you're talking about, it wouldn't happen to be...?"

"Yes, the Asylum Studio, the company Shen Qingtu joined."

Zheng Yanbin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he almost coughed up blood.

No, is this never going to end?

First came the main program, then the numerical design.

Are they treating us like easy prey, just waiting to fleece us?

"Chen Xuan... I'm on the 8 AM shift!!!"

Zheng Yanbin was furious.

Not to mention Shen Qingtu, the two are almost 20 years apart in age.

Gong Jing, this is an old colleague I've worked with for ten years.

You've betrayed the revolution too?!

Anger made his blood boil and clouded his judgment. Without hesitation, he picked up his phone and made a call.