Chapter 69: Imagination
Recognition is hard to come by.
In a situation like John's, it is naturally even more difficult to get recognition.
Takahashi's words made John burst into tears, a strange man who looked like a stranger to others, but in fact he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was crying like a child at the moment.
John hugged Takahashi, who had been a stranger three minutes ago, and wept bitterly, Takahashi's four bodyguards were expressionless, and Nick was shocked again.
This isn't the first time Nick has been shocked, and he's pretty sure it won't be the last.
From Takahashi meeting his childhood idol Lucas, to having a good conversation with his childhood idol, to discovering his own small movements, to Takahashi's relationship with a young game developer at this time, the relationship between the two can be developed to this extent just after they meet.
Nick was shocked, but also terrified.
There will definitely be development under such a person with great ability, strong appeal, and strong insight, but it is also very dangerous, because once he is discovered, he will be expelled almost immediately, and he will not drag the mud and water in the slightest.
Do you choose to follow or leave......
Nick wandered for a while, and to be honest, there were already video game-related companies in the United States, and he was contacted privately, and the treatment was not bad. They think Nick is extremely capable and wants to dig into the wall, but Nick knows how he got to where he is today......
Nick's eyes suddenly became firm when he thought of this. If you don't go to China and 10,000 households, you are still just a small salesman in Parkinson's business, you may only be able to rent a house for the rest of your life, and you may only be able to drive a second-hand car for the rest of your life.
However, he is now in Wanhu, and in less than a year, he has his own house and his own car. has a bright future, why should I think so much......
is also trying to do things in Wanhu North America, an independent kingdom that can be called his own hands, and the people are not satisfied......
Nick's mixed mood was reconverted to "loyalty" to Takahashi, and John almost cried bitterly, dyeing Takahashi's clothes almost completely wet, and gradually entered a period of calm.
During this time, Takahashi did not say those useless words of comfort like chicken soup for the soul, but waited for his crying voice to say, "Your gameplay is not bad, but the graphics are still too bad." I know that the picture of the PC is almost the limit nowadays, and the CPU is not very good at processing images with huge throughput. So why not give a home console a try?
Now Wanhu is cooperating with Sega, Sega's sixteen-bit console, although in terms of CPU performance, is about the same as your computer. But with a special graphics module, I think you can make a better first impression on a machine like this.
You should know that a beautiful man or a beautiful woman is always more likely to be treated more favorably than an ordinary-looking person, otherwise there would not be so many people who go for facial surgery.
The world is beautiful to people who are beautiful on the outside.
Although I don't agree that I don't even know the orangutan who changes my appearance, I think that if a game has a good appearance, it can make people feel good about the game in the shortest possible time.
And the inner quality needs to be discovered slowly after others want to understand you, and then slowly understand you.
Don't you say?"
John didn't know how much he had heard, and he left Takahashi, looking apologetically at the water stains on Takahashi's body.
He asked with a look of hope, "Takahashi, do you really think that my philosophy is the best way to play video games?"
Takahashi shook his head slightly, and before John, who had sat upright, showed a disappointed expression, he continued, "All roads lead to Rome. Your idea, your game making philosophy is a great path. However, I dare not say that it is the best. For I am not a prophet, neither of us. None of us know what the final game will look like.
Perhaps, one day, people will be able to experience everything that can be experienced in reality by using various devices instead of playing games through controllers and keyboards. For example, it is the sense of touch, for example, it is the sense of hearing, for example, it is the sense of sight. What I heard, what I touched, what I saw, was all a pile of data. ”
John heard Takahashi's vision for the future, and a look of fascination appeared on his face.
"But ......," Takahashi's utopian tone changed in an instant, "if video games can really make people feel all of this 100 percent, then ...... What is a game, and what is reality?
You're sure I'm standing in front of you right now as a real person, not a computer program. And you're a flesh-and-blood human being?"
Takahashi's words made John fall into deep thought, and a slightly hideous expression appeared on his face. John was able to make a good board game not because he had a lot of board games, but because he was good at creating an atmosphere, an atmosphere that people could be in.
The rules of board games are not to formulate the plot, but actually to formulate an atmosphere.
If you want to create such an atmosphere and convey it to others, you must first let yourself have this kind of feeling, and then convey this feeling to others.
John is such a person who has an extraordinary talent for emotional experience.
So, what sounded like sci-fi in a street magazine like "Marvel Story" to Nick and the four bodyguards sounded like a rock fiction in a street stall magazine, but to John, it made him feel like he was in an ice cave......
Takahashi didn't expect that his words would make John react so much. What I want now is a great game maker, not a philosopher who is stuck in the "great mystery of life".
Everything he just said, although it is a video game imagination, but the core comes from an imagination called a brain in a vat.
John was silent for a few minutes, and just as Takahashi wondered if he was messing with him, he looked up and said, "I see!
"Good. Takahashi only spat out a single word, though he didn't know what John had understood.
However, when they left, John, who had long hair and had not been out of the house for an unknown amount of time, and was even a bit like a vampire and a little afraid of the sun, followed Takahashi and his party away from his hometown where he had lived for more than ten years, but which made him out of place.
The pickup truck bumped and bumped again, and it took hours to finally return to Wanhu's North American regional headquarters in northern California. 8)