In addition to recruiting the anchor to the Sprout Studio this time, Ye Feng also recruited many handmade bloggers, hoping that they could join the Sprout Studio together.

He hopes to hold an exhibition in the future, which can completely restore some of the scenes and weapons in the game.

He hopes that when players come to the exhibition, they will be able to see everything they have seen in the game.

After Ye Feng retired from the live broadcast room, many handmade bloggers in the handicraft area received invitations from the sprout studio.

They usually make game weapons and props or something, but this time they happened to be a step slower, but they didn't expect to get this opportunity.

Seeing the invitation sent by the old thief, in the invitation, Ye Feng talked about his plan to hold an exhibition in the future.

Bloggers don't leave everything to do, they have the right to hire their assistants to take care of their own projects.

Of course, as long as the recruitment is reasonable, the salary expenses of these employees are also the responsibility of Sprout Studio.

"It's really not an exaggeration to say that it's rich now."

"What the hell is he trying to do? It's not going to be a game museum, is it? Several bloggers got together and raised their doubts.

"Hey—don't say it, don't really say it, I think it's possible."

"I think the old thief might want to be the world's largest game museum...... "One of them watched the old thief gather them all, and his own guess rose in his heart.

Museum?

At this time, several handicraft bloggers gathered together, looked at each other, and looked at each other.

"Did you choose to join or to decline?"

"Naturally, I chose to join! Sprout Studio! Now it is called the mecca of game making by players! ”

"Although we are bloggers in the handicraft area, we are more or less exposed to their things now, and the most important thing is that the price is very exciting." One person smiled, in other words, the sincerity of the old thief is too much!

【Ding Dong!】 】

Just when several people were discussing, everyone's mobile phones rang, and a crisp email prompt sounded, and they all picked up their mobile phones and immediately saw the latest email from Sprout Studio.

[Thank you for your recognition and joining Sprout Studio, here we need to introduce you to the scale and development prospects of Sprout Studio...... (omitting a million words), we are preparing to build a game museum that belongs to players, this is a museum suitable for the physique of game babies, we need your help, we have assigned different game projects for you, Sprout Studio hopes to work together with everyone to build this ideal paradise. 】

Seeing this email, everyone's breath couldn't help but become short.

It turns out that this is really what everyone imagined.

"And then he made a game museum, and it turned out that all the games in it were his own family......" muttered a whisper.

"So, this is the Holy Land."

Ye Feng doesn't plan to just be a museum in reality, he also plans to be a museum in the game.

Because of his holographic game pod, he is about to complete the goal.

He was right.

Now that the player has formed resistance, the constant death will not make it so easy for them to break the defense.

On the contrary, the plot that cannot be skipped after each death, and the chattering NPCs are the key to everyone's anger.

Now the system in the brain is only a little bit away from accomplishing its goal.

On that day, Inko had planned to continue her game and watch the replay later.

But the heat over there was too high, especially when the old thief appeared and brought new information, so he had to pause his game.

Now that the live broadcast is over, he restarted the previous game, but he didn't think that this was just the beginning of his defense.

When he entered the city, he was prompted to save people.

[Save the civilians!] 】

Seeing the civilians pushing and shoving next to him, he didn't care, from the previous mission, he could feel that the combat system of this game was not so strong, and the mobs in the game, that is, those soldiers compared to the previous games, were simply much simpler.

"The gameplay of this game should focus on stealth and assassination, you must know that assassins are killed with one blow in the dark, so these people's weaknesses are normal." Yinzi began to talk nonsense with the barrage, and the barrage also began to work.

It's full of people with bottles on their heads, obsessive-compulsive, trying to see it on the road and accidentally bumping into it. ’

I never understood what they were doing with bottles on their heads, to catch water when it rained or what? ’

I think it's a religious tradition, why don't you try it, give him a push and see if his bottle falls off and breaks." ’

……

"Ahh Yinzi patted her desk.

"Although we are in the game, we still have to respect the characteristics of the game and local religious customs."

"Although I don't understand this thing, we still have to respect it, but this is in the game, so let's push it." As he spoke, he moved away from the place where the mission was, and randomly found a person with a bottle on his head.

"Just a moment, just a moment." As he spoke, he reached out and nudged lightly.

The barrage of this behavior was directly dumbfounded.

'Huh? ’

'Respect = just push. ’

'I literally laughed to death!' But when I think of the boss's behavior, I think of a game that Sprout Studios has previously previewed, which seems to be an open world in the west, and the promotion is to do whatever you want. ’

I feel like there's still a bit of a limit to the freedom that everyone is talking about, and I was told I couldn't do that when I wanted to take away the vegetables grown by the residents in Zelda. ’

"Yes, the game should still have its own order, and you can't do anything wrong in it." ’

……

Yinzi looked at the person in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently pushed it.

I saw that the NPC staggered to the side, and the bottle above his head slipped and shattered on the ground, and the NPC who was pushed looked at the fragments on the ground and began to curse at Yinzi.

"Family, if the case is solved, this bottle will fall and break." He said solemnly, watching everyone laugh.

"I'll push this time, after all, one of our creeds is not to aim your blade at innocent ordinary people." After saying that, he rushed back to the place where he had just been taught, and when he ran back along the way, he accidentally pushed a person with a bottle on his head.

‘？ ’

'What about humanity? What about morality? Why don't you push me to see another one? ’

'Old thief: Are you happy?' You won't be happy in a while. ’

'it, crow's beak! ’

……

Altaïr's journey as a Master Assassin began anew, marking the beginning of the player's journey of suffering.

"Tribulation?" Yinzi sneered, "This time it's very simple for me to see who doesn't fill in!" ”

He went over and looked at the soldier with his back to him, and it was a backstab that ended his life.

But his move quickly caught the attention of the other soldier, who immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards him, and after two fights, he was forced into a corner.

Facing the soldiers approaching with weapons, it was directly a backward jump.

"Hey, I'm hiding!"

But soon he noticed that something was wrong, saying that it was a backward jump, but he turned over to the railing next to him.

“…… Why should I come up? He couldn't help but snort, but the soldiers around him were already slashing at his back.

The force of inertia carried him directly towards the river under the railing.

At that moment, Yinzi's eyes widened, and he remembered the days when he was constantly dissolving in water.

"Don't! Other! ”

"! I was wrong, don't! ”

…… It's just that his shouting is useless, and the second master who fell into the water began to struggle hard, but then he still sank to the bottom.

Yinzi: ......

A fan of someone:......

The screen begins to glow with a blue glow of memory, and the game begins to reload.

When the image reappeared, he saw himself standing outside the city at the very beginning, with four scholars next to him.

Follow...... Follow the scholars back into the city.

"Huh?"

"Re-entering the city again?" Yinzi had a bad premonition.

It had been a long time since he had felt this kind of re-emergence, and for a while his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"It's a little meaning, it's a little meaning." Yinzi waved his hand indifferently, and we haven't done it all over again.

This game has been played badly by old thieves before. ’

'I've played so many meat pigeon games, I'm afraid to do it all over again?' ’

'It's too underestimated! ’

……

Three hours later......

Yinzi has a numb face,

"Family, I can't die anymore, I really can't die anymore, I can't stand it......" Yinzi watched the NPC repeat what he had just said again, his eyes full of helplessness and pain.

"TM, I almost memorized these lines."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and began to say the same words as the NPC.

'Hahahaha, isn't it really the old thief who pointed out this time? ’

'It's so torturous......

I suspect this is something the old thief signaled. ’

'No, sir, I admit that this game is fun.,I don't mind failing the mission.,But in addition to the first time you can't skip it.,Can you let the plot skip it later!! ’

……

This time, even the players who watched the live stream became miserable, and they only felt happy and happy when they saw the streamer come back before.

But now, who says games are only fun by watching others play!?

Now the anchor who watches the dishes is playing, and he is also suffering!

Not to mention that the anchor can memorize the plot, they are all about to memorize it.

'Please, don't do that!' ’

This Damascus soldier is really indistinguishable from ordinary people. ’

'Old thief: The soldiers of this era seem to be pinched like this! ’

Actually, you don't have to be so realistic...... I thought there were no soldiers around, but I was discovered directly by TM, don't hide these soldiers so well! Soon a crowd of people came to beat them up. ’

'Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is the punishment of failure......

……

Ye Feng looked at the cries of the players and couldn't help laughing.

Because this time, people really can't say it's very simple.

Seeing that the number of super difficulties in the brain is increasing rapidly, countless players must have fallen into this suffering and suffering.

[Although it is said that playing games without watching the plot is equivalent to eating boiled noodles and not putting anything, but from the first bowl to the eighth bowl, it will really last!] 】

[The old thief really cured my problem of playing games and not watching the plot, but after watching it, I found out that it was really a classic......]

[Maybe it's because of the series of games.,I think maybe the plot of the first part is more important to design like this?] 】

[Even if the Michelin chef cooks too much, it will support it! ] 】

……

He sat in his chair and watched the streamers die over and over again, then watched them listen to the NPC chatter again.

Ye Feng closed his eyes and lay on his back on the chair, his fingers slowly beating the rhythm of the music.

This time it was really comfortable!

I think that there are a lot of words in each side quest in the game, and there is a plot before each main assassination mission is received, there is a plot when you find the target, there is a plot after the assassination, there is a plot after the mission is handed in, there is a plot for the master to return, and finally there is a realistic plot at the end......

I can only suffer the player.

(End of chapter)