"And what kind of war game are you going to make Arden?" Huberian, who sat on the back of the chair and hugged the back of the chair, asked Arden, "Is it similar to the world of thunder?" ”

"Pretty much what?" Arden asked rhetorically to Hyperion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The kind of ...... of a bunch of ship girls driving primitive and old war equipment around" Although Huberian despises the technological level of this world, she still likes the entertainment of this world.

This is probably because of the perennial war in the Koplu Star Zone, and everyone is most worried about their own lives from morning to night, and the development of the game entertainment industry is not as good as this small planet.

Even this small planet is in the midst of a race war to the death.

Compared to the various game titles in the world, Hyperion's favorite airplane game, The Lost Viking, is like a game made by a small workshop that has just entered the industry.

And Hyperion knew that the Astral Spirits were the same, and it was no less difficult to let the Astral Clan spend time studying the game than it was to get the Astral Clan to abandon their arrogance.

"I think I can move some things from my hometown." Arden spoke his thoughts to Hyperion in a slow tone.

"......" probably didn't expect Arden to say this, Huberian was stunned for a moment and then asked in surprise: "Arden, what do you mean ......?" ”

"It's also good to let the inhabitants of this world see real interstellar warfare." It is clear that Arden wants to show the inhabitants of this world the war between the three races in the Koplu Star Zone for so many years through the game.

As for why Arden said it was a real interstellar war, because when playing games similar to Thunder World, Arden had also been exposed to some homegrown sci-fi war games.

Homegrown sci-fi war games, although the imagination is also very good, do not transcend their own limitations after all.

"That's a good idea! I like it! Knowing what kind of game Arden was going to make, Hyperion immediately supported: "So what are you going to do?" Vehicle driving? Commander Wars? Or do you control your character and jump right into the fight? ”

"I want to ......," Arden's voice remained slow and even, compared to Huberion's somewhat agitated tone, "We can try to blend these types together." ”

"Blended together?" Hyperion didn't react to what Arden was saying.

"Well, when combined, players can play as commanders, control air and ground vehicles, and appear on the front lines in battle suits or power armor." Arden explained in detail what it means to be fused together.

"So? Seems to be a good look! With the addition of military merit to the game, all players will grow from a small soldier to a commander, commanding other players in battle. ”

Huberian said more and more fond of Arden's idea, as for how to get this kind of military merit system similar to other game upgrades, it is too simple, Huberian has also been the flagship of the empire for a period of time, and if she directly copied the meritorious reward system of the Tren Empire, no one would say that she was a copycat.

"Well, that's good." Arden agreed with Hyperion's suggestion.

This kind of game that treats each player as a part of the war may lose some players who like personal heroism and like to save the world.

But it definitely caters to the tastes of those ship girls.

For the shipwrew, who was born a war machine, it is an innate instinct to obey orders and serve the war.

According to Huberion's suggestion, this game will definitely make the ship girls want to stop.

"What about the Zerg? I have the information of the empire here, and the information of the star spirit, Aden, you definitely don't lack it, what about the information of those zergs? Izza is not there. ”

Huberian remembered the most numerous insects among the three major war races in the Koplu Star Zone: "And it might be better to turn players into astral spirits, and let them become bugs...... Isn't it disgusting? ”

Even if it's a ship girl, she may not be able to accept that she has become an alien worm covered in slime, if the three races are directly opened, the Zerg must be the least number of players, and this time it does not meet the racial characteristics of the alien insect's combat effectiveness depends on quantity.

"In terms of information, I have a little bit of information about insects here, although it's not too comprehensive, but it's definitely enough to make a game." To Hyperion's question, Arden then replied:

"As for the faction selection you're worried about, you can make the Bugs an unselectable race early in the game and put them in the game as the main enemy."

Arden, who had been blocked by the insects in his hometown for several years, didn't have a good face for the insects.

"It's okay, anyway, even if Sister Kairigan becomes the boss, not all the insects will listen to her, the alien camp or something, let her solve it when Izsha comes."

Huberian thought about it and felt that what Arden said was reasonable, anyway, for the Terrans, even if their own boss and the Zerg Blade Empress had a leg, it was still the right behavior to shoot directly when they encountered wild bugs.

"Do you want to relive the time of the Brood War in the game?" Arden sighed and said, although she didn't experience that time, but it was during that time that the star spirit's home planet, El, fell under the attack of the insects.

It was at that time that her two sisters were wrecked, leaving her alone to hide quietly in the dock until Archbishop Atanis restarted her.

"Hehe, that time was the beginning of my legendary ship, ah, don't hit me! I said the wrong thing! Huberion, who was about to boast about his exploits during the Battle of the Brood, sensed that Arden was feeling a little lost.

In order to prevent Arden's iron fist from befalling her again, Huberian hurriedly apologized.

"It hurts my hands to beat you now." Hyperion's special abilities make her more and more resistant to Arden's fat beatings.

"Hehe, that's it?" Huberian, who knew why Arden would say that beating her would hurt her hands, said proudly, only to get Arden's eyes rolled in exchange.

"But in this case, the load capacity of the server and the computing power of the central processing unit are very demanding, Arden, are you sure that there is a device in this world that meets our requirements?"

Having decided to do so, Hyperion began to ask more realistic questions.

"I will get a Kedarin Crystal Tower as the main server, and with the cloud computing technology of this world, it should be able to support the war scene of less than 100,000 players."

Although the technology in this world is very backward, Arden still learned some useful techniques from the way the game Thunder World allows ship girls to share the calculations of the virtual world.

"100,000 players? In other words, it can only show small and medium-sized battlefields, but that's fine, it's too big, and I'm worried that they will be chaotic. "The scale of a war of 100,000 people is ...... for the interstellar age It's still small.

"But then Arden, you're willing to get the Kedarin Crystal out?" Huberian knew that the Kedarin Crystal was something important to the Starlings.

"If the ordinary crystal tower is connected in series, it will cost too many materials, and it is just right to use the Kaidarin crystal." Arden gave his reasons for choosing this way.

"Wait, that's not what I meant, I mean...... Isn't the Kedarin Crystal a religion of yours? Huberian asked, confused.

"Faith?" Arden's reaction made Huberian know what he had misunderstood.

"Well, well, that's your business, but Arden do you still have enough materials to make a Kedarin Crystal Tower?"

"So we need a shareholder." Arden said slowly.

"Uh-huh......" Tirpitz, who was chatting with Master Charlotte, sneezed inexplicably.

"Sister, do you have a cold?" Charlotte asked with concern.

"Even if you retire, you won't catch a cold so easily." That being said, Tirpitz still had a chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some terrible monster.

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PS: It's hot, it's hot, it's hot. (To be continued.) )