173: player community

Ye Bai had decided on the name for this studio long ago.

It was just that simple and easy to understand.

It represented that their studio was here to make money.

Jiao Jun looked at the high-spirited boss; to be honest, he didn't care what the studio's name was.

He didn't care what kind of game the boss wanted them to make either; he just wanted to earn a living right now.

As an independent game Producer, everyone dreams of becoming famous overnight at first.

From then on, becoming a game Producer like Master Qin.

Of course, the dreams of game Producers now were basically to become like Ye Bai.

A single Honor of Kings had directly propelled him into the ranks of first-line game Producers.

Subsequently, See and horror echo had caused his fame to directly surpass the ranks of top Producers.

With the added status of an animation Producer, it could be said that he was the person countless independent Producers dreamed of becoming.

But reality was always cruel.

Ordinary people always think they can become geniuses and live a life without worries from then on.

But this was just a fantasy.

He was like that at first too.

The first game he made earned him several hundred thousand, which was something he couldn't earn through hard work at a job.

He thought he was a genius, but the subsequent failures of his games, time and time again, made him realize.

He was just lucky the first time.

Because he stubbornly felt he could still make money and stage a comeback, all his savings were invested into game production.

But what was the use?

Later, he could only work odd jobs while thinking it would be good if he could make another game that earned several tens of thousand.

It was all a dream.

His games proved with actual results that he was a loser.

It was at his most desperate moment that Li Xingwen found him.

He asked if he was willing to come for an interview for a position at a game studio, with excellent benefits.

He thought he might as well come since he was at a dead end anyway, but who would have thought his boss would actually be the famous Ye Bai.

At that moment, there was envy, jealousy, and resentment, but it vanished in a second.

Life had ultimately crushed him into a beast of burden who could only see a monthly salary of eight thousand.

Eight thousand!

With these eight thousand yuan plus room and board, he no longer had to worry about being kicked out by the landlord one day, nor did he have to worry about where his next meal was coming from.

He could even generously buy himself a few decent pieces of clothing.

The temptation was too great!

And the others were no different; if they could have eight thousand yuan and still keep making games, it was simply heaven for them.

Now, in their eyes, Ye Bai was purely a great benefactor.

After all, even if they went out to work odd jobs, they wouldn't find a job paying eight thousand.

"Then boss, what game are we making?" Jiao Jun stood up and inquired.

He believed the games he made were very poor; if the boss let them decide what game to make themselves...

By the time the money went down the drain, they would probably be fired, right?

Ye Bai raised an eyebrow, "We'll make whatever makes money."

"You all have rich experience in failure; is anyone willing to share?"

His words made everyone feel extremely ashamed, but it was true.

Speaking of failure... others really hadn't failed as much as they had.

Jiao Jun licked his somewhat dry lips, "Not fun, the graphics weren't exquisite, and the playability was low."

After he finished, others started to speak—

"The plot was bad."

"There were problems with the combat I designed."

"I'm a loser."

Ye Bai: ... "You've said a lot, but I've found there's one point you haven't figured out at all."

Everyone looked at him, "What point?"

Ye Bai: "Target audience!"

"To make a game, you first have to understand exactly what type your player group is. If you don't even know that yourself, what you make will naturally be a hodgepodge."

When he said this, these few people were confused again.

Didn't the games they made face all players?

"Boss, I don't understand."

Ye Bai: "Player groups are also divided into many types, such as the rich, the poor, men, women, the elderly, children, those who like combat, those who like leisure..."

"Currently, the most common games on the market are combat-type games. I see the ones you made before were also combat-type, so which specific type of player group were you facing?"

Jiao Jun was like he'd been struck by lightning, "The game I made... was facing..."

He couldn't think of it himself.

Because he had never thought about this question before.

But now he suddenly knew how to answer, "I seem to... have always been making them for myself."

The games he made were always satisfying his own ideas, and he seemed to have never considered the players' feelings.

Once he said this, the others also had a sudden realization.

Oh!

So they were that stupid!

Ye Bai actually understood very well; this was a common misconception for many creators.

They want to make money, yet they are also aloof and only want to create what they like; if others don't like it, it's because they have no taste.

They never stop to think about what they actually want.

Because they want everything, yet they can't grasp anything.

At this moment, they were so ashamed they felt like crawling into the ground.

Originally, some of them might have felt that although Ye Bai was young and had made so many good games, it was just good luck.

But looking at it now, the man could wake them up with a single sentence.

His level was more than just a bit higher than theirs!

"I get it!" Jiao Jun looked at Ye Bai, "I've always taken things for granted. I know what to do in the future! Thank you!"

Ye Bai waved his hand, "No need for thanks, just work hard."

"Do you all understand?"

The others nodded, appearing to have understood.

It didn't matter if they didn't understand, because if they didn't do well, Ye Bai would fire them.

"Very good, now I'm going to tell you what our player group is."

"Only by understanding the player group will you know which direction to work toward in making the game, and which part of the players to give up on."

He looked at the high-spirited group, "Our player group is rich people."

A tall guy weakly raised his hand, "Boss, how rich counts as a rich person?"

Ye Bai smiled slightly, "What would you call someone who tops up over a hundred thousand into a game?"

Upon hearing 'over a hundred thousand', the few of them hurriedly shouted, "Boss!"

Ye Bai opened his mouth, "No, tell him to top up a bit more."

Everyone: ???

"Alright, I've told you about the game audience, now I'm going to tell you what kind of game to make," Ye Bai took out the plan he had written.

"The game's name is legend."

This legend was not the legend from Ye Bai's previous life.

He had come into contact with online games in his previous life, but he hadn't played legend, though he had heard of its great fame.

Anyway, he synthesized the online games he had played and decided to create a holographic game in this world.

The kind with one-hit 999 damage!

"This is my plan, take a look," Ye Bai handed them what he had written.

Jiao Jun took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

Before long, a picture emerged in his mind.

That was a battlefield of flashing swords and shadows, a full-out slaughter!"}],