Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

For NetDragon, trouble was far from over.

It must be understood that “Blaze 3” was released synchronously worldwide, and the announcements of free DLC or the sudden postponements of DLC were also global.

NetDragon was now buffeted by a storm of criticism and abuse, all of which swarmed in from around the world, turning into an annual hot topic in the gaming industry.

Global sales were steadily declining, and new orders were almost at a standstill.

Young boss David was furious. He felt that ever since that press conference, he had been continuously berated, and the scale of the berating was growing bigger and bigger.

It all started with one college student denouncing him, then a few netizens, followed by millions of players, and now a chorus of global players scolding him.

Where did things go wrong?

This elite, who had grown up amidst praise and admiration, was left in deep confusion.

Gary was undisturbed; firstly because he had anticipated this before the release and was prepared, and secondly because the players weren’t cursing him.

David, as the boss, could be equated with NetDragon; berating NetDragon was berating him. But Gary was merely a high -level employee, staying in his own place, only accountable for his own work, never bearing the boss’s worries.

However, the reputation of NetDragon, which had barely started to improve, had quickly deteriorated again. As the supervisor of the PR department, he couldn’t expect things to go well.

At this point, he was worried that he would get kicked out along with Henry.

“No, it might not turn out that way… it might just be a matter of timing…” he thought mockingly to himself.

On the Cloud Dream side, no one had the mind to pay attention to the online affairs. After all, there were even more important things at hand.

Among the group of new hires that Randall had recruited for Cloud Dream, some were planners, some programmers, and some were artists, each with rich experience and strong abilities.

One could say even without Cloud Dream, these people could establish their own small studio and thrive.

Today, they quickly mastered the basic operations of the virtual reality development tools.

As for more supplementary tools and expandable function interfaces, they would have to gain familiarity and perfect them during their future work, and even develop their own supplementary tools.

Lincoln had been watching a movie with Mavis on the small sofa when Mavis suddenly looked up and nudged Lincoln’s arm, reminding him that the new employees had learned how to use the development software – it was time for him to show up.

So Lincoln again appeared and greeted everyone before leading them to an open ground.

This open ground was very abrupt; surrounded by towering buildings, there was only a large patch missing here.

“I hope to build a giant amusement park in this area. Anything that you’ve seen in reality can be included.”

After thinking about it, he added: “It doesn’t have to be completed in one step.

After all, this is quite a large project. We can continue to improve this place and

add new amusement facilities after the game’s release.”

Little Chun, who had been silent all day, suddenly asked: “Can we add amusement facilities that don’t exist in reality?”

Lincoln happily looked at her and responded cheerfully: “Technically, we can, but we shouldn’t for now. This amusement park will appear in the world of ‘Assassins’ Alliance’ to give casual players who don’t like fighting a reason to buy the game. We want them to have a new place to play after they tire of ‘Traveler of the Wind’. We want both casual players and heavy-duty players.”

“This is also a means of exploration, to see how popular it can be. If it meets our expectations, we will create a purely large-scale amusement park game in the future. At that time, you can add all the wildest, most dazzling, and most interesting ideas in your mind to create a never-before-seen amusement park.”

Many on the spot were excited, eager to create something big immediately.

Little Chun nodded with a smile and suggested: “In that case, we may increase the game map’s range moderately, add more sightseeing spots, and let casual players treat it as a travel game?”

“Yes, that’s what I had in mind,” Lincoln nodded. He had been limited previously by insufficient hardware, limited computing power, and even more so, limited manpower, so he had to streamline.

Now that manpower had increased eightfold, and as the production time was longer than he had expected, there would be tens of millions of devices on the market by the game’s actual launch. They could certainly go bigger, without affecting the operation of the game world.

“Great, another tourism simulator,” Randall chuckled and joked.

“That’s all I request for now. As for fleshing out the plot, designing levels, and creating more diverse assassination tasks, I believe you guys can handle all of that. I won’t repeat myself,” he declared.

“No problem,” Randall acknowledged with a nod.

Lincoln glanced at the time, “So, you guys have half an hour, feel free to stroll around and have fun. It’s almost time to clock off. Those who want to leave early can do so. I’ll take off first.”

Nonchalantly waving his hand, Lincoln left the virtual space, paying no mind to the stunned new employees and the helpless look on Randall’s face.

After leaving the company, Lincoln got into the car that Pengju drove, and they were off to a restaurant specialized in Anhui cuisine called Cloudy Restaurant.

These days, for the sake of enriching his sensory database, he was coming up with ways to dine in eateries that served different styles of cuisine. Moreover, he meticulously picked out the best whose dishes were as authentic as they could get.

“Ah, all this for our players!” Lincoln, who had been eating out for quite some distance every day, was also quite weary.

At this, Pengju merely rolled his eyes.

After all, he too was treated to quite a few meals by Lincoln. Biting the hand that feeds you isn’t exactly a nice thing, so he refrained from making sarcastic remarks.

After a day’s work and even an overtime dinner, Lincoln finally got home.

That’s when he remembered Old Man Leonard that he had run into yesterday.

Originally, he wanted to meet the old man last night, learn how to assemble ancient architectural models, and indulge himself.

However, he got caught up with the Unmanned Factory, so he put it off. Now, since all work has been completed, it’s a good time to pay him a visit.

Maybe he could rope in this master to help recreate some stunning ancient architecture in the virtual world.

He certainly has the ambitious dream of constructing a Second World! But you’ve got to take one step at a time, and you can’t get fat with one gulp, so he didn’t rush into it.

But now that this big shot lives nearby, it’s always good to get to know him first.

The design of the Second World in the future certainly couldn’t mimic the real world, filled entirely with concrete buildings, which would be too dull.

Ancient architecture, or a future style combining ancient and cyberpunk architecture, would both be excellent!

But these are to be left for later. Let’s leave them to professional designers. For now, a visit to him is in order.

With this thought, he wasted no more time. After contacting Old Man Leonard to make sure he was home, he immediately stepped out and headed upstairs for his visit.

The 17th floor, outside door number 1702.

“Knock, knock.” Lincoln knocked on the door.

The lock clicked. The door opened.

But the door didn’t open all the way. It was left ajar with a security chain still locked in place.

A child, barely reaching Lincoln’s thigh, showed up behind the door.

The kid hid behind the door, revealing only a pair of wary eyes. He took a cautious look at Lincoln through the crack of the door and then, without making a sound, retreated.

“????” Lincoln was baffled and confused..