It's graduation season again, and in the mysterious ancient country of the East, at the gates of Chang'an University, all sorts of joys and sorrows are unfolding as usual.
"Li Pengcheng, let's break up!"
Li Pengcheng looked at the woman before him, her face cold and her eyes filled with panic, feeling a mixture of emotions.
The woman in front of her had just slowly stepped out of the BMW behind her when she ran into her boyfriend.
The panic in her eyes faded for a moment, and then, with her chest puffed out, Jiang Yan addressed Li Pengcheng.
"I've already got an offer from Qiyue Group, and you've been working on your graduation project all day, not even thinking about looking for a job."
"We're not from the same world anymore."
"I'm making progress, are you?"
As if she had come up with something else to use against her, Jiang Yan shifted her focus and began attacking from other angles.
"You're just wasting your time thinking about making a good game, some plant tower defense game?"
"You don't even have a dime, how can you make a game?"
"You know, ideals without money are no better than the cakes from the trash can in the girls' dormitory on May 20th!"
But as she said this, Jiang Yan completely forgot that Li Pengcheng's monthly living expenses were...
Fees, plus all the income from the two years of their relationship, almost as soon as I got it, she would find all sorts of excuses to "express her feelings" or "admit her mistakes and apologize."
Originally, many of the younger students who were watching with interest turned pale upon hearing this.
With just a glance at each other, the younger students puffed out their chests proudly: "So she wasn't talking about me!"
And by the way, their eyes were filled with a hint of disdain: What kind of version is this? She's still acting like a bootlicker.
Serves you right!
Jiang Yan's words grew more and more confident. By the end, she proudly raised her chin, looked at Li Pengcheng, and delivered the final word.
"This is over between us. Stop thinking about me being the heroine."
"Queen of Blades, Queen of Xi? I don't need them!"
With that, Jiang Yan proudly turned and left, never looking back.
"It's a deal! Double happiness!"
Li Pengcheng's voice came from behind her. Jiang Yan's lips curled slightly, unfazed.
"Hmph! Just the wail of a defeated dog! Trying to act carefree and unconcerned is so childish."
"I'm growing up, and you're still a child. We're not from the same world anymore. Why drag each other down?"
Without further thought, Jiang Yan stepped forward with a firm step, stopping to watch the excitement.
A carriage.
Watching Jiang Yan turn and leave, leaving him alone to be watched by his junior classmates, Li Pengcheng's face shifted between moods, only to reveal a hint of relief.
He had actually foreseen this scene.
After all, his girlfriend had become increasingly insatiable over the past two years, especially since she'd been away on an internship for the past two months. She'd often expressed annoyance during private conversations.
Every holiday, Valentine's Day,
Several anniversaries had already exhausted Li Pengcheng.
And the only gift he'd received was a belt that came with a gift he'd bought himself, which Jiang Yan had simply tossed out.
And, did Jiang Yan think she didn't recognize that BMW in front?
In the entire school, only one person was so ostentatious during his undergraduate years: Huang Quan, who was also nearing graduation.
This guy was a veteran of the Qiyue Group.
The son of Huang He, the playwright, was a loafer, frequently philandering. He'd caused several fatalities in his four years at university alone, a fact known to the entire school.
But Jiang Yan wanted to cling to this kind of wretch, so what else could she say?
Buddha can save those destined to be saved, medicine can't cure a fatal disease, and good words can't persuade a ghost seeking death. Stopping thinking about these things, Li Pengcheng turned and sadly left the school gate, a place of sorrow, no longer subject to criticism.
Li Pengcheng wasn't a native of this world.
He had only arrived in this world two weeks ago, and it had taken him so long to finally grasp its changes.
In this world, the wheel of history suddenly turned in 1937.
The mysterious forces in northern Shaanxi had acquired vast resources from unknown sources: steel, daily necessities, tanks, aircraft, and artillery. This endless supply of munitions, combined with the already ferocious power of this mysterious force, enabled the Japanese to lose Shenyang in 1938.
Although a major battle erupted on the southern front, and the Japanese army briefly occupied Nanjing, they were quickly swarmed.
The Fourth Master and the patriotic armed forces rushed in and repelled them.
With mysterious support, the Eighth Route Army, carrying Type 81 rifles, wearing Liberation shoes, and pulling 107mm rocket launchers, advanced relentlessly, sweeping across China.
Afterwards, they watched the outcome of World War II, making a fortune from the war. When they returned to the battlefield in 1943, after a five-year plan and inexplicably large amounts of material support, the University of Tokyo had become a superpower.
To mention the inexplicable appearance of twelve aircraft carriers and four super-battleships,
The fleet, plus other auxiliary vessels, would be enough to cause a stir in the world of 43.
After the worldline shift, the current world has seen tremendous technological advancements. AI has been widely deployed, and even many cutting-edge technologies have been deeply developed.
However, this has significant side effects. With science and engineering prioritized, the humanities and arts, which are generally favored and lack standardized KPIs, naturally struggle to secure resources for development.
The gaming industry, in particular, has been heavily influenced by the East.
Bringing it to this world, what are you waiting for?
"I, Li Pengcheng! I will become this world's master game designer!"
At that moment, Li Pengcheng could only hear heavenly music in his mind.
[Ding]
[Host has been detected freeing itself from its shackles. The Yu-Gi-Oh system has been activated!]
[System Function: Profits from games created by the host will be converted into skill points, in units of 10,000.]
[Skill points can be used to increase the host's and company employees' abilities, and can be used for purchases, raffles, and other activities.]
[They can also be used to improve game balance, numerical values, algorithms, and more.]
[Congratulations to the host, you've received a Newbie Gift Pack: 100 Skill Points]
???
Game balance, numerical values, and economics can all be achieved through cheating?
Li Pengcheng saw this and instantly doubled over.
Sharp eyes.
Game balance, numerical values, and economic systems have always been among the most frustrating. Countless games' economies have ultimately failed due to this.
Li Pengcheng only remembered the games he had played before, but could he also understand the data codes and economic balance?
Isn't that a huge help?
But why is it about breaking free from the shackles?
The system kindly explained the situation.
This system is a single-player operating system and cannot be divided. Clear ownership must be maintained.
After a moment of pause, Li Pengcheng understood.
Open the computer, right-click, and create a new folder.
Name the new game: Clash of Heroes.
Jiang Yan's words were mostly self-excuse, and Li Pengcheng didn't take them seriously. However, one sentence resonated with him.
Ideals, after all, can't compare to cake!
Someone created the world's best lightbulb, one that never breaks, and then went bankrupt.
Meanwhile, some people's products break down soon after their expiration dates, yet they're held as the gold standard and profit immensely.
Since true love can't be retained, let this world, where the University of Tokyo triumphed in the Cold War, experience the scythe and blade of capitalism!
A week flies by, and so does the fleeting swiftness of time.
Time flies by.
In the dormitory, Li Pengcheng hunched over his laptop, typing away rapidly, lines of code scrolling across the screen.
On a nearby desktop computer, a generative AI began to churn, gradually generating images.
A three-headed, black-haired little boy, depicted in anime-style, from skinny to fully armed, complete with armor, swords, spears, halberds, bows, and powerful crossbows.
Most importantly, there was also the little boy's head.
Flashing blue numbers.
Monsters with red numbers on their heads, each with a different number size and multiplier.
In less than ten days, with the help of AI, the evil, demonic mini-game advertised by countless people in a previous life was born.
Yes, that game was Li Pengcheng's first choice.
Click on the map, and the little characters will go to battle, eating and merging with each other, their weapons carrying various...
The numbers and algorithms are similar, some involve multiplication, others addition.
The goal is simple: clear the map and advance to the next level.
Interestingly, there's a scroll bar at the top of the game that calculates time and reduces the player's score based on their actions.
However, instead of displaying a countdown or score, Li Pengcheng has configured it to read an IQ bar. The fewer actions you take, the larger the number above your character's head, indicating a higher IQ.
Li Pengcheng also implemented three gameplay features:
Different modes, corresponding to three different star levels, fully stimulate player enthusiasm.
As for the profit model, Li Pengcheng simply set it up to two: whether it's increasing moves or resurrecting, you either watch ads or spend money.
Finally, it's about adding points.
"Deep Blue! Add points!"
[Host, please explain the point allocation direction.]
"I've used all 100 points of the game's mathematical logic and algorithms!"
On my computer, the game was already packaged. I opened the Green Bubble developer tools, created a mini-program, and uploaded it.
I stood up and stretched my body, my joints crackling after two days of toiling at the computer.
I pulled out my phone and called my two loyal followers.
"Hey? Zhao Shan? Call your brother and come to my dorm. I'll help you out!"