"That's how he signed this contract with you?"

After sending Carter away, Song Shan also knew the cause and effect from Ye Feng's mouth.

He really couldn't imagine that the other party signed such a contract just for the purpose of transferring.

"But it's too much pressure to come out with a new game before October." Song Shan took a breath helplessly.

As a game producer, he has always known that making games is not an easy task.

Although Ye Feng gave the perfect planning plan for the dead cells before, there are also specific equipment plots and other settings.

But he has always regarded it as a product of Ye Feng's preparation for a long time, if Ye Feng also plans to make a good game in the future, then the next game must not be filled indiscriminately, and the player's reputation is a very important thing.

"Otherwise, let's have another death cell two, although it is fried cold rice, but there should be many players who want to know the story after the protagonist walks out of reincarnation." Song Shan hurriedly walked around the office.

"Huh? Didn't you say yes? We're going to release our next game in three months. Ye Feng looked at him suspiciously, it was only April now, and it was only July in three months, so it was completely timely.

"It's okay, let's have a dead cell 2, while it's still hot, let's add a little more progress and make it." Song Shan nodded affirmatively.

"Now that there are so many people in the studio, we can make the story a little more complicated, make the game bigger, and then speed up the progress." The more Song Shan thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was feasible.

"No, we don't fry cold rice." Ye Feng quickly interrupted his thoughts.

"We're making a new game."

"Do you have an idea? Got a plan? Song Shan looked at Ye Feng in surprise.

"Well, I originally wanted to hold a meeting with everyone to talk about the next game after recruiting someone, but now that you asked, I'll tell you about it first." Ye Feng got up and walked to his desk and took out a document from the drawer.

There are only a few crisp words on the white A4 paper.

"Is this my war?" Song Shan couldn't help but read out loud, "What is this?" War type games? ”

"Sort of, not count." Ye Feng shook his head, "Didn't the players keep saying that the games we made were very simple? This time, I want them to admit that they can't play this game because of their good food. ”

"And I have other ideas besides this game."

"Do you remember the book you saw after each resurrection of dead cells? Underneath the countless containers and bottles, there is a book to check out, the book called the Legend of Indie. Ye Feng led the topic to the dead cells.

Song Shan nodded, and he had seen too many pictures of starting over in the future, and he had passed by that book many times.

Only after checking it two or three times at the beginning, he never read the contents of the book again, but he vaguely remembered the general content of the book.

The book tells other stories, some of which are mysterious and seem like hints...... But until the end of the game, the players did not decipher the content of this string of text.

"Remember the content of the content, no, there is a string of text that reads like this, [This one is called "Hollow Knight", "How many times can you jump in a row?" At that time, the cell man was still surprised, 'Splitting and jumping? And this kind of operation?! ’”

"Stop!" Song Shan felt that his head was going to be big, if he heard it correctly, Ye Feng already had many game settings, and had already put the easter egg content into the previous game content.

"Really?" Song Shan stared at Ye Feng, only to feel that this friend suddenly became extremely strange.

Why did he suddenly get his senses?

"Really, so you don't have to worry about not having the next game." Ye Feng smiled and spoke.

"But why would you want to take me with you? I don't know anything...... His grades in school are not good......" Song Shan muttered to himself, Ye Feng was very strict when he screened his resume, even if he was a newcomer, he was looking for almost all those students with excellent grades.

And he was only able to complete a little basic work, so Ye Feng gave himself one percent of the shares.

Don't look at one percent, just the dividends from making dead cells are all wealth that he will struggle for in his life.

"I lost my money before, did you say anything when you took me to dinner?" Ye Feng punched him in the chest.

He has sorted out the memories of the original owner, and he also knows their past, so it can be said that in the entire student career, only Song Shan is really in contact with him.

When Ye Feng refused Yogame's invitation to join, only Song Shan was really angry and felt that you had wasted a great opportunity.

Abilities can be cultivated and can be grown.

His brother is just growing up a little slower, and he can't climb the mountain by dragging two more handfuls.

And now I'm in a helicopter, just taking a person,

Not a problem.

"Okay, I'm not struggling anymore, who told my life to be good buddy?" Song Shan laughed.

He walked to the outside office area with the latest plan in his hand, "Everyone stop what they are doing, our Black Star designers are going to have a small meeting with you." ”

As he spoke, he shook the new game planning plan in his hand, "The new game starts today and is ready to set sail." ”

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at the planning plan in Song Shan's hand, in the past few days they have been doing familiar work, as well as maintaining the last game and other miscellaneous things, thinking that it will take a long time to make the next game.

So fast?

When Ye Feng came to the conference room, everyone was already sitting inside, he walked towards the first place, and inserted the USB flash drive in his hand into the computer in front of him.

"Now I'm going to tell you about an unconventional war game."

As he spoke, a picture appeared on the huge screen behind him.

The walls are full of cracks, most of the skin has fallen off, and everything in the house is covered with dust that is difficult to wipe clean.

A woman hugged a man tightly, his chest had a hole that had exploded, and blood stained his clothes and arms red.

The woman rested her head on the dead man's head and wept silently.

On the edge of the wall, a man sits, with his hands over his face,

There was no light in the room, only a little light drifting in from the nailed windows.

In the room, a tattered child carried a teddy bear with a missing arm and leg in one hand, and watched this scene indifferently.

"This time, the player is not a soldier but a civilian, and all the player has to do is to survive in a war-torn city."