183: Chapter 183 Official Customization
After finishing the first round, Wang Ye returned to the game room with a look of regret.
Liu Yang was still in the room, and when he saw Wang Ye return, he hurriedly asked, "Brother Wang, where did you run off to just now? I couldn't even find you."
"Ahem, I went to be a Pilot; those other Pilots were too terrible."
"If the planes could have been utilized well, there was a very good chance of winning the last round."
Wang Ye couldn't help but pour out his frustrations.
"Brother Wang, you're absolutely right. Throughout the entire game, I only saw two planes fly over; I didn't see any other planes at all," Liu Yang said, agreeing wholeheartedly.
"By the way, Brother Wang, those two planes couldn't have been flown by you, could they?" Liu Yang suddenly realized and asked cautiously.
"Bingo, you got it right." Hearing Liu Yang's words, Wang Ye nodded with a smile.
"Brother Wang, are we going to keep playing?"
"Of course. Next round, the two of us will choose to be Pilots right at the start; we can't let them waste the planes."
After Wang Ye finished speaking, the two of them started the match again.
As soon as he entered the game, Wang Ye went to grab a plane.
As a result, after looking for a long time, there were no Pilots available.
There was only one Tanker.
"Wait, am I on the defensive side?"
It was only then that Wang Ye noticed the Japan flag in the top left corner.
At this moment, the viewers began to offer suggestions, one after another urging Wang Ye to choose an Artilleryman.
Wang Ye followed the viewers' advice and chose the Artilleryman.
"Is there something fun about being an Artilleryman?"
Seeing the viewers recommending it so highly, Wang Ye was a bit confused for a moment.
"An Artilleryman can use an Anti-aircraft gun?"
Seeing the barrage, Wang Ye's eyes widened instantly.
He was familiar with the Anti-aircraft gun.
Thinking of this, Wang Ye immediately became excited.
Now it was his turn to have some fun.
Entering the game, as soon as he opened his eyes, Wang Ye looked at the weapon in his hands.
"An Anti-aircraft gun? It really came?!"
A look of excitement appeared on Wang Ye's face.
Let's see how he bullies the opposing infantry this round.
Meanwhile, on the other side, in Old Kui's livestream room.
When he saw clearly that his side was the attacking team, his eyes widened instantly.
"Damn it, brothers, this round we're the attacking team. It's over, it's over, this round is a loss." Old Kui's expression immediately turned miserable.
After playing with the Anti-aircraft gun last round, he had become addicted to it.
At the same time, he also realized that for the attacking team to take Mount Suribachi was not easy at all.
That Anti-aircraft gun firing at them, the infantry, could take out a whole group with a single shot.
Even if a tank came up, they still had the Magnetic Mine.
As long as you aren't afraid of dying, just charge with the Magnetic Mine; tanks are nothing to worry about.
At this moment, the viewers in the livestream room hurriedly urged him to choose a plane.
Seeing this, Old Kui realized what was happening and hurriedly ran to select his class.
When he saw that the plane option was greyed out, Old Kui's eyes widened.
And the viewers in the livestream room started spamming "It's over" in the barrage.
Old Kui was a bit confused.
"No, brothers, it's only just begun; don't be so pessimistic!"
Old Kui hurriedly said.
But the viewers in the livestream room saw it very clearly.
"Old Kui, just accept your fate. Without a plane, there's no way to fight."
"That's right, without a plane, you can't even rush past the beach."
"The streamer next door was beaten to a pulp by you last round; this round it's his turn to beat you."
Seeing that the viewers in the livestream room didn't believe in him, Old Kui was a bit stubborn.
"Brothers, maybe I can win this round; how can there be such a thing as a guaranteed loss?"
After saying this, Old Kui chose the Tanker.
At the start of the game, you can't just run around on the ground; driving a tank up offers a better chance.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the closed beta of the new game was in full swing.
Zhou Yang looked at the backend data, a constant smile on his face.
Over these two days, the player online rate was very high.
Each player's playtime had also reached fifteen hours.
Of course, these figures were superficial; the more important aspect of the closed beta was to identify problems.
It had only been tested for two days, and he had already discovered quite a few issues.
He felt he could add some things to the game matches.
For example, some famous quotes.
And add some voice lines for the characters.
Zhou Yang remembered a game from his previous life where players controlling game characters holding a Magnetic Mine would always shout "Banzai."
After looking at the backend data, Zhou Yang yawned.
The weather outside was really nice, and Zhou Yang suddenly saw Yang Ruoxue walking downstairs.
She was wearing a goose-yellow semi-sheer nightgown, her snow-white skin faintly visible.
Zhou Yang stared without blinking; when it's time to look, you look, there's nothing to shy away from.
This benefit delivered to his doorstep—it would be a waste not to look.
At this moment, Yang Ruoxue walked to Zhou Yang's side, took out a tablet, and said, "Zhou Yang, I have something to talk to you about."
"What is it?" Hearing Yang Ruoxue's words, Zhou Yang asked, slightly surprised.
He rarely heard of Yang Ruoxue coming to him because she had something to discuss.
"It's not my matter; it's the higher-ups who contacted me, wanting to collaborate with us." Seeing the surprise in Zhou Yang's eyes, Yang Ruoxue hurriedly explained.
Hearing that it was the higher-ups who contacted them, Zhou Yang immediately sat up straight.
"What kind of collaboration?"
"It's that the higher-ups want us to make a game; the copyright and operation of this game will be entirely ours. Regardless of profit or loss, they don't want a single cent of the game's revenue, and they will even provide us with development funds," Yang Ruoxue said, sitting down next to Zhou Yang.
"Do we have to produce it according to their requirements?"
Zhou Yang understood what Yang Ruoxue meant; it was the higher-ups looking for him to customize a game.
There must be some special consideration.
"Yes, the higher-ups want us to make a game that highlights the will of the military. The requirements aren't many; it must be anti-war and positive energy, and it cannot spread war ideologies." Yang Ruoxue nodded slightly.
"Is that so?"
Zhou Yang didn't expect the requirements to be so few.
Highlighting military will, anti-war positive energy.
Couldn't this theme be handled easily?
There are simply too many historical events to draw inspiration from.
"Yes, the higher-ups will give us 100 million in funds; if it's not enough, we can continue to apply for more."
"They're giving that much?" Zhou Yang was shocked by the amount.
Such a large sum of funds was enough for him to make two games.
"Mm, if we can't use that much, the rest will be our remuneration."
"Hiss." Zhou Yang gasped.
If he were to deliberately apply for more, wouldn't he be able to make a lot?
Zhou Yang thought this, but quickly dismissed the idea in his heart.
After all, the higher-ups aren't stupid; giving this much certainly means they know how much it costs to make a game.
100 million was completely sufficient.
If Zhou Yang were to really do that, he would definitely be finished.
How is this not a test?
"That works. Do the higher-ups have any time requirements?"
"There are no time requirements, but the faster, the better, of course," Yang Ruoxue replied.
"Alright, then we'll take on this customized game." Zhou Yang nodded.
Taking on this task, whether he makes money or not is the least important thing.
What's important is to get some exposure to the higher-ups and demonstrate his value.
Only in this way can he protect himself.
"Good, I'll tell the higher-ups now; the money will be transferred in a couple of days," Yang Ruoxue nodded with a smile.