To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

The game ought to be free enough to allow players to take part in wars that The Nameless had never encountered, or even potentially join the well-known battles of history.

Such unexpected little Easter eggs, Fang Cheng believed, would excite players upon discovery.

Having realized this, Fang Cheng was quite content. He felt that his recent work on the game had not been in vain and he was gradually gaining some insights.

Since he wanted to go in the direction of an open world, the game would need to be designed in a somewhat unconventional manner.

That was to extrapolate.

To set some basic conditions and then to deduce and extrapolate the next developments through certain methods—that was extrapolation.

This Divine Skill differed from divination; divination was a peek into the future, while extrapolation was a conjecture based on the past.

As long as the computing power was sufficient, any Cultivator could extrapolate a great deal, but because it was computed, some accidents and variables could cause deviation in the extrapolation, ultimately leading to an outlandish outcome.

However, what he captured was a ray of the past. By extrapolating through the contents recorded within the light, there shouldn’t be any problems.

Clutching the beam of light in his hand, the hero’s entire life was recorded within this light beam spanning 45 light-years.

Taking the starting point of the light beam as the starting point for extrapolation, Fang Cheng added various initial variables to make the The Nameless in the extrapolation more akin to a game character.

Besides that, he had to impose certain restrictions on the character, such as prohibitions on joining foreign tribes or slaughtering the populace. After all, these were things The Nameless would definitely not do, and he did not wish for players to act against the hero’s will.

Once he finished processing the beam of light, he completed the packaging of the game, adjusted its size, and then returned satisfied to his own studio.

As soon as he entered, he heard the plaintive voice of Xu Qingling, “Boss, did you get lost in game development and lose track of time again?”

Looking at Xu Qingling crouched by the door, Fang Cheng nodded and said, “Yes, have I been gone for several days?”

“Not too bad, just two working days. But Huang Ping and the others have something to say.”

“A raise? A raise would be good.”

“When it comes to money, Boss, you really don’t hold back at all.”

Finally, Huang Ping, who had been standing aside, couldn’t stand it anymore.

He coughed softly, then asked, “Boss, where have you been during the time you disappeared?”

“Developing games, then accidentally lost track of time,” Fang Cheng admitted frankly.

“You’ve been working until now?”

“I’ve been working until now.”

Huang Ping sighed.

Although every studio has its own way of making games, Fang Cheng’s method was certainly the most unique.

It s not unheard of for a project leader to do the majority of the work, but when it happens every time, one starts to feel somewhat guilty about their salary.

Some producers certainly have strong control tendencies and insist on writing all the design plans themselves, but that doesn’t mean they code everything themselves.

Even with Al assistance for programming, you can’t be that industrious.

Nonetheless, each person has their own methods, and Huang Ping didn’t feel it was his place to criticize.

And in the gaming industry, results are what matter. As long as the producer keeps creating solid game frameworks, what he does in the office doesn’t matter, even if he were to streak.

Coughing, Huang Ping decided not to pursue the issue and instead looked at Fang Cheng to say, “Boss, you were the one who said no to overtime, but aren’t you the first to break that rule? So we…”

“Oh, I understand,” Fang Cheng nodded.

“You… understand?”

“Yes, I’ll take compensatory leave right away, and you guys continue working. Oh, and here’s the game I just finished developing. Test it out first, and I’ll come back the day after tomorrow to hear your feedback. Then we can discuss how to make adjustments.”

“It’s not…”

Huang Ping had just wanted to explain when he saw Fang Cheng put down the USB flash drive, wave his hand, and leave.

What he wanted to say was that working a little overtime occasionally wouldn’t hurt, and people shouldn’t be so rigid.

To his surprise, Fang Cheng truly led by example and walked away after putting down the game, leaving Huang Ping speechless.

Turning around, he saw Xiao Douzi giving him a look of silent resentment, and

Xu Qingling’s expression was even more sorrowful.

Shrinking back like a turtle, Huang Ping thought of something and clapped his hands, saying, “I forgot to tell the boss about the lawyer’s letter and Sun Jue’s matter. Does anyone have the boss’s Fetion? I’ll contact the boss.”

“I’ll handle this matter,” Xu Qingling said, holding her phone and smiling.

Just in time, her own cat had also arrived, and she had time to invite the boss over to watch the cat do backflips.

Even though it couldn’t do them now, with a little training, it would eventually learn.

At the same time, the company’s rules and regulations needed to be set-the policies forbidding employees and the boss from working overtime both had to be written into the system!

Fang Cheng hurried over and then swiftly left, only a USB flash drive with the new game remained behind.

Although they were somewhat dissatisfied with Fang Cheng’s strict self-discipline and equally strict expectations of others, the new game was faultless.

Especially the boss’s new game, that was definitely flawless!

First, they uploaded the new game to the company’s SVN directory, then downloaded and installed it on each of their computers, and the three planners began to eagerly experience the game.

The game is named ‘The Nameless’… It carries a certain unstoppable momentum. The genre is war… It’s not a romance simulation, is it?” Huang Ping asked with confusion.

Xiao Douzi did not speak.

He had already washed his hands and disinfected the mouse and keyboard with alcohol; now, he was completely immersed in the world of the game, not even an earthquake could awaken him.

Fortunately, there was still a lively Monkey in the studio who immediately replied to Huang Ping’s question, “Liu Bei, no matter how outrageous the boss can be, he surely wouldn’t go that far.”

“You don’t understand him. He’s not outrageous, just a very…special kind of producer. Just play for a bit, and you should get it.”

Upon entering the game and getting acquainted with the gameplay, the opening scene didn’t take long to introduce the protagonist—The Nameless.

The protagonist’s name didn’t appear, which nicely matched the title, and was presumably related to some aspect of the game’s settings.

Jotting down this question in his notebook, Huang Ping continued playing.

After an initial encounter with a Soldier in the start, the game quickly moved three years forward in time.

The game employed a first-person perspective, with graphics as refined as ever; to match the game’s theme, everything around looked quite dilapidated, people’s faces were numb, creating an unusual sense of oppression.

After fiddling with the controls, Huang Ping found that the game was more suited for motion-sensing peripherals.

In order to adapt better to the game, he specifically fetched a motion-sensing device, and upon connecting it, he couldn’t help but marvel.

The keyboard and mouse controls were already very smooth, but with the motion-sensing device connected, it went up a notch-the simple wooden spear felt tangible at that moment, as if he were truly wielding it.

While Huang Ping was contemplating, he heard someone outside yelling loudly, “The Tubo are coming!”

Hearing this, Huang Ping’s body tensed.

The newbie storyline was here!

Excited, he jumped out to find three Tubo Soldiers charging at him on warhorses, like three oversized experience packs, coming from afar right to his spot.

Hefting his spear, Huang, just about to showcase his exceptional skills, saw the screen turn to black and white.

In the middle of the screen, the red character for “Defeated” stood out conspicuously, leaving Huang Ping, who had wanted to make a grand show of his abilities, frozen in place.

Is the difficulty of this game… possibly flawed?