Shen Qinghan widened her eyes, looking at Zhao Ming in shock.
In the Anti-War Competition organized by the Six Great Federations, he was creating a war experience game.
Will it be popular?
No need to ask, it definitely will be popular.
After all, Zhao Ming, who is doing this, is the only one. How could it not be popular?
Even if it's not popular.
Those troublemaking war-mongering fanatics will also strongly support Zhao Ming's game, eagerly waiting to watch the show.
But what about after it becomes popular?
I'm afraid he'll be sent in...
Are you crazy?!
After a long while, Shen Qinghan finally came back to her senses and said through clenched teeth:
"Are you mad?"
"If you want to die, don't drag me into it."
She was the second largest shareholder of the company. If something happened with the game and Zhao Ming went in, she couldn't escape either. She herself might be fine, but she was afraid of implicating her family.
There were people in her family holding various positions. In case it really angered the Federation greatly.
It's possible that even the elders in her family would be implicated. The Shen family also had quite a few political enemies. Once because of this their enemies seized a political handle... the consequences would be unimaginable. This was something Shen Qinghan could not tolerate:
"No, absolutely not."
"Even if all the money is lost, you are not allowed to participate."
"Promoting war, this idea is too dangerous."
Zhao Ming looked at the extremely nervous Shen Qinghan, who was acting as if facing a great enemy, feeling puzzled.
It's just a game... is it necessary to be like this?
Thinking that maybe he hadn't explained clearly, Zhao Ming spoke up and said:
"It's not promoting war, it's letting players 'experience' war."
Shen Qinghan frowned tightly:
"Is there a difference?"
"The main purpose of the Anti-War Competition is to pacify the public and oppose war."
"Other people's shooting games are all focused on competitive confrontation. You're creating a game that lets players experience war."
"Those war fanatics will surely be celebrating wildly."
"At that time, if those war fanatics mock the Federation, you will also be recorded by the Federation."
Zhao Ming had a strange expression and stroked his chin:
"Celebrate?"
"They should... not be able to celebrate, right?"
Players are playing as cannon fodder, where would they go to celebrate...?
However, Zhao Ming also understood the difference in communication with Shen Qinghan was the different perspectives. Zhao Ming thought for a moment and began to explain:
"The game I'm making might be a little different from what you're thinking."
"According to the thoughts of normal people or those war fanatics."
"If war begins."
"I will command thousands of troops, I will become a lucky survivor of countless battles, I will become a hero who has killed countless enemies."
"Right?"
Shen Qinghan listened and nodded, then said:
"That's right."
"What's wrong?"
"Is there a problem?"
War... shouldn't it be like this?
In Shen Qinghan's eyes, a hint of doubt flashed.
Hearing Shen Qinghan's words, the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth curled up and he said:
"There's a big problem."
"You think this way, and others think this way too."
"Then the question is..."
"Who will die?"
"It can't be that everyone becomes a general commanding thousands of troops, everyone is a lucky survivor of countless battles, and everyone is a hero who has killed countless enemies."
"These achievements must be highlighted by someone's death."
Blue Star had no history of world wars. Regarding war, they could only stay on superficial fantasies. Even if the Six Great Federations had occasional border skirmishes and conflicts, they tried their best to suppress them. Under such circumstances, they simply couldn't understand the cruelty of war.
"Bullets are very light, only a dozen or twenty grams."
"But they are also very heavy."
"So heavy that a warhead of only a few grams can destroy a child a mother raised for eighteen years, destroy the backbone of a family, destroy a happy family of three, and make the white-haired bury the black-haired."
"What I want to do is let players experience the cruelty of war."
"As well as their own flesh and blood bodies being brutally destroyed under gunfire."
"Only by understanding the cruelty of war will people resist war from the bottom of their hearts."
"How is this not anti-war?"
After hearing Zhao Ming's words.
Shen Qinghan was greatly shaken. This was an angle she had never considered.
Past games were mostly focused on competition and confrontation, you'd respawn after dying, and there was no real feeling.
If you really follow Zhao Ming's sophistry.
This is indeed a form of anti-war.
Shen Qinghan fell silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, her expression solemn:
"If that's the case."
"Then it is indeed feasible, but is there enough time?"
"Nine days, is that enough time to make it?"
Although this idea is good, but according to Shen Qinghan's understanding, except for crudely made games, no good game can be made in a few days.
There are only nine days until the competition starts, isn't that not enough time?
In reality.
What Zhao Ming lacks now is emotional value. He can download movies directly from the system, extract a clip, render it into a game, and it can be used immediately. He doesn't even need much computing power, just set up the gameplay and rules.
Zhao Ming on his end said:
"Making it in nine days is no problem, the game CG is almost done."
"Right now, what's lacking is attention."
"We need to take Penguin Group copying our game, plus some other things, to create a wave of buzz."
"It's best to get a lot of attention before the competition starts."
Actually, Zhao Ming mainly still wanted to get some emotional value. He just studied it a bit.
Redeeming movies and materials like Normandy Landing and Stalingrad Battle costs tens or even hundreds of thousands of emotional value. The game hasn't been released yet, where can he get emotional value?
However, if he just takes out text materials or a certain movie clip, the emotional value needed isn't much.
As long as he creates some buzz and sparks discussions about him.
The emotional value obtained should be enough to redeem.
After Shen Qinghan on her end heard Zhao Ming's request, she said:
"Regarding the attention, I'll handle it."
"I'll get some internet trolls and post something online, that'll be enough."
Zhao Ming nodded, thought for a moment, and said:
"Can you get a few reporters to come over?"
According to Shen Qinghan's connections, it shouldn't be a big problem.
And that was indeed the case.
However, Shen Qinghan didn't agree immediately:
"What do you need reporters for?"
"For an exclusive interview?"
"You can just write it directly, there's no need for them to come over."
Zhao Ming smiled:
"No, it's for something else."
"To create some buzz."
"Just the matter of the game isn't attractive enough."
Seeing this, Shen Qinghan didn't probe further:
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
"Is there enough money?"
Zhao Ming said:
"There's still over a million federal currency in computing power, which is enough to make the game."
Hearing this.
The corner of Shen Qinghan's mouth twitched...
"Over a million?"
"Isn't that a bit too little?"
"Are you sure you can crush Penguin Empire? Even if they copied, they still spent five hundred million to make the game."
Zhao Ming waved his hand:
"Those are all flashy and useless things, they're useless."
"What I want is to bring players the most realistic experience, over a million is more than enough."
"Later, after I finish the game CG, I'll send it to you."
"If there are no problems, we'll take advantage of the buzz we create and release it."
Shen Qinghan on her end agreed, plus she herself had a decisive and efficient personality.
After Zhao Ming on his end finished speaking and confirmed there were no problems, Shen Qinghan then left to arrange for internet trolls and reporters to come over.
After seeing Shen Qinghan into the elevator.
Zhao Ming walked back to the company, looking at the many employees in the office, one by one.
Recalling the original body's memories, Zhao Ming already had some suspects for the leak. As Zhao Ming's gaze swept across, the others didn't seem to have any issues, only Hao Wen, who designed the game's core plot and gameplay, his gaze was somewhat evasive.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming also confirmed it.
After all, the company didn't have many people. Including Zhao Ming himself, there were only nine people.
Each person was responsible for a section.
There were voice actors, modelers, artists, but only Hao Wen was involved in the game's core mechanics.
Although through other aspects, they could also piece it together.
But he was the biggest suspect, coupled with his evasive gaze, there was no need to say who the mole was.
Originally, when he was just thinking about it in the office, he didn't feel much.
But now after seeing this guy, he didn't know if it was the original body's instinct or being scammed out of over fifty million federal currency down the drain.
The anger in Zhao Ming's heart was soaring upwards.
Perhaps it was related to the original body's resentment.
Zhao Ming wanted nothing more than to kick this guy to death right now, but he tried his best to suppress his anger, looked at the front desk Xiao Wen, and said:
"Xiao Wen, some reporters will be coming over later, please lead them to my office."
"Hao Wen."
"Come to my office for a moment."
The company's front desk Xiao Wen nodded:
"Okay, Director Zhao."
Hao Wen on his end was a bit uneasy. Under the puzzled gazes of everyone, he gritted his teeth and followed Zhao Ming's back, walking into Zhao Ming's office.
Bang!
The door closed.
Inside the office.
After closing the door, Zhao Ming walked to the window and took two deep breaths of the cool breeze blowing in from outside, but the anger in his heart still hadn't subsided at all. He had just transmigrated and almost ended up with tens of millions in debt, it was really hard to calm down.
Zhao Ming turned around and looked at Hao Wen:
"Is the salary I'm paying you low?"
As soon as Hao Wen heard this, he immediately understood and gritted his teeth:
"I'm sorry, Director Zhao, I... intend to resign."
"The penalty for breach of contract and compensation will be paid by Penguin Group."
This was his confidence.
Penguin Empire would pay him the penalty for breach of contract and compensation, and a contract had been signed, so Penguin Empire couldn't default on it.
After speaking.
Hao Wen wanted to leave and turned around to open the door.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming raised his hand and grabbed the vase on the desk, rushed to the door in a few steps, looked at the terrified Hao Wen, and raised the vase in his hand.
CRASH!!!
Splintered fragments exploded from Hao Wen's head.
Zhao Ming's furious voice rang out:
"Damn you!"
"You caused me to almost have tens of millions in federal currency in debt, and you still want to run?!"
Punching him hard, hitting Hao Wen's body:
"Penalty for breach of contract? Compensation?"
"Even if I don't want any of it, I'll still send you in! You can spend the rest of your life in a Federation prison!"
"Damn it!!!"
Bang.
The office door suddenly shook violently, causing a loud bang as if something had been kicked onto the door.
Frightened, everyone shivered.
But they also didn't dare to go forward and check.
Not long after.
The two reporters Shen Qinghan arranged for had already arrived and explained their purpose.
The company's front desk quickly led the two reporters to the door of Zhao Ming's office and knocked on the office door:
"Director Zhao, the reporters arranged by Director Shen are here."
Zhao Ming's voice came:
"Come in."
The two reporters were startled as soon as they entered the room.
The room was a mess, and there was a person covered in blood lying on the ground, struggling and rolling. It looked like he had been severely beaten. There was also a small knife on the ground. Zhao Ming was sitting on the sofa and motioned for the two of them to sit down.
Since it was arranged by Shen Qinghan, the reporters didn't dare to disobey Zhao Ming's orders. They walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Hao Wen lying on the ground groaning in the distance:
"Director Zhao... this is..."
Zhao Ming raised his hand and pressed the button on the coffee table, revealing a small knife scratch on the back of his hand. Two cups of water rose up. After drinking two cups in a row, he suppressed some of his anger.
After venting, his thoughts were much clearer and he felt his body relax a bit. Zhao Ming said:
"This guy is the mole, it was him who leaked the game's core."
"He even tried to attack me with a knife, but I counterattacked and subdued him."
"Unfortunately, I was working on the computer today and accidentally unplugged the camera's power, otherwise there would be video evidence."
"I've already called the police."
"You can use this to make headlines: Penguin Empire copies, game company mole, boss furious, assault, threatening to send someone in, etc."
"Create some buzz for me and try to attract as much traffic as possible."
Zhao Ming here was talking nonsense with his eyes wide open, making the two reporters click their tongues in amazement.
Looking at Hao Wen lying on the ground groaning, unable to get up, are you sure he attacked you?
Damn, how desperate must he have been...?
However, this also saved them a lot of trouble. They immediately picked up their laptops and started writing.
