When Liu Liang woke up, he found himself standing in the forest world covered by haze. The grass in front of him was brown and black, and the sky was also foggy. He stood under the tree and looked up for 180 degrees and could not see the light.

His gaze could only reach the six to seven grids in front of him, and deeper was the white mist that was still disturbing.

He looked down at his body, wearing only a pair of military green shorts to cover his shame, and bare feet and bare legs holding a wooden dagger in his hand.

Liu Liang took a deep breath. The scene in front of him was so familiar. It was obvious that it was a garbage game made by an unprofessional manufacturer.

But the picture has a high clarity, except for the unreasonable modeling, it is like standing in the real world. He has never seen a piece of modeling that is rubbish, but has 3A masterpieces of the picture quality. So this is a bit abnormal.

He decided to take a few steps forward and run the map to disperse the fog. When he approached the edge of the white fog, he realized that the fog could not dissipate at all. Instead, it was like a gentle little hand touching him, feeling a little cold on his skin.

The edges of fog and normal space are so clearly distinguished, just like a wall of fog is surrounded by eyes. This should not be a bug, but a game feature that does not consider common sense at all.

A tentacle suddenly stretched out from the fog and wrapped around his arm curly. Although he could not feel the pain, he was so scared that he lost half of his soul.

"What's the matter!"

Immediately afterwards, another tentacle stretched out and wrapped around his waist. The slippery skin and the sharp black teeth on the tentacles were creepy.

"Wow, ah, help me."

Liu Liang screamed and watched as the blood strips on his head disappeared, and then a white light flashed, and he was resurrected on the spot.

The tentacles suddenly stretched out again, entangled him again, and a white light flashed and he was resurrected on the spot.

"Come back!"

Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!

The white light flashed back and forth more than a dozen times, and Liu Liang fell into the dead cycle of infinite resurrection and death, and he almost became numb.

Which sand sculpture is this? I don’t even know how to do it when I die back to my birth point? What does it mean to add monster tentacles in the fog of war?

He suddenly remembered that this wasn't his work? Although there were huge differences in picture quality, the modeling was still the same. No wonder this scene looked so familiar.

...

I still remember that two years ago, Liu Liang was a programmer in a company. He had thin hair, wore a plaid shirt, went to work on time, worked overtime often, and humbly accepted criticism and guidance from the product manager.

One night when he was working overtime in the grid, his thoughts suddenly took a moment from work, thinking that he should not waste his time on hitting soulless codes. He should quit his job and make a game, make an interesting and great game to relieve stress and relieve boredom, and put it on a certain platform to make money, so as to realize his own financial freedom.

However, ideals are full and reality is skinny. His expertise is just writing code. A conscientious game requires art to create style, plot text, and soundtracks. At his current level, he cannot do it at all.

Liu Liang began to look for partners everywhere, and finally he paid off. He really found an independent game team, and just now his partner in charge of programming left, and he was missing something like himself.

He found the contact information of the team, added WeChat to each other, and sent a small game he had recently made to show his strength.

"Hello, brother, this is my recent work, I'll send you the documents."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

After he sent the game, he waited at home with confidence, but after waiting for the news for three days, he didn't see the other party reply.

Liu Liang was unbearable and asked the other party: "How is it?"

A reply was sent from a WeChat pop-up window: "The game is done well."

This person is quite strange. Since he did a good job, he wouldn't reply to the message earlier.

Another message popped up in the chat window: "Don't do it in the future, find a good job."

Liu Liang opened his eyes wide and stared at the screen, and he felt unhappy. Is it because these people are blind, or is it really not suitable for playing games?

Of course not! What a man is most afraid of is that others deny it, and he will never let others point at the nose and say that you can't do it unless it really doesn't do it.

Since you don’t let me join, I will form a group by myself.

Liu Liang began to call his classmates and roommates, and found Zhao Pang, who works as an artist, and Jiang Feng, who works as a copywriter. The three of them hit it off and began to plan and design the game.

The game they made is called "The Secret Realm of the Wizard", which combines all the popular elements of the game nowadays, such as sandbox, construction, open world, horror, monster fighting, steampunk, Cthulhu, and add whatever is popular. It is simply the ultimate stitching monster. If it weren't for the style of painting that could not accommodate the elements of immortal cultivation, they could really add flying swords and alchemy systems to it.

The result of wanting everything is that everything is loose. I originally wanted to make a hexagonal game, but it turned out to be a slag in the battle. Not only is the optimization poor, but the picture modeling is also very cheap, and there are also a lot of bugs in the key.

But they were very confident and simply tested the game they made and uploaded it to a certain game platform.

The initial download volume of the game is still very considerable, about a few hundred, but with various negative reviews in the comment area, the download volume plummeted, which is simply heartbreaking.

"The author made a game on the bug."

"Are you learning bug-oriented programming?"

"Oh, don't scold the author. It's not easy for the author to cheat money through ten years of professional bug writing experience."

"This garbage game is sold for fifty dollars, but I don't want to play it for five dollars."

Liu Liang deleted all the negative reviews in anger, but the download volume still did not improve. He searched for his own games on other game review websites, and the result was that they were all reversely recommended. It seemed that this game had completely failed and there was no room for rescue at all.

Liu Liang registered an account to confront them, but the more he cursed, he became more angry. He swears that he hopes to get you all into my game and let you bear the feeling of being there.

Perhaps an unknown existence was waiting for such a wish, and his words suddenly came true, as if he was struck by lightning and was shocked. Liu Liang fell asleep in a daze. After waking up, he came to his own game world and made the game's characteristics go to death.

In just a short moment, he had died more than a dozen times. Every time he was resurrected in white light, he began to think about what to do?

Now death has no intimidation for him, and it will only make the game experience worse and worse. He has even realized the mood of the person who scolds the game trash. However, he still has to regain some face for himself. Death is the same as resurrection in the same place is just a feature of the game. Just exit the game and go back to the game.

But the biggest problem at the moment is that he cannot exit the game and cannot find any options for setting the game screen and closing the game.

However, Liu Liang still discovered different details. When he was strangled by tentacles, his body would deviate slightly from the fog when he was resurrected, but he would be dragged back and killed by the tentacles.

How to use this little deviation to escape? Fortunately, this game also has the function of suicide.

Why does a survival and building sandbox game have a suicide option? Liu Liang has to admire his foresight. He created the suicide option to cope with the embarrassment of being stuck in some terrain bugs.

He seized the slightest time after death, and before the tentacles wrapped around his body, he stabbed himself to death with the novice weapon wooden dagger. The game mechanism would be determined to be dead and the tentacles would no longer attack.

"Don't come over, I'll show you."

He held the dagger in both hands and inserted it into his stomach. In an instant, a white light flashed and died. When he was resurrected, his body deviated from a quarter of the space. Then he swung his knife to commit suicide. When he was resurrected, he deviated a little further, and then committed suicide. He died of the attack radius of the tentacles.

He ran two steps away from the mist, but the weapons and novices' gift bags in the inventory were all gone, leaving only a shorts.

These thick fog can only be dispersed with torches. It is not too late to come back to search after finding the materials for making the torches.

Liu Liang walked towards the area without thick fog, and a huge bubble dialog box suddenly popped up above him.

"Welcome to the world of "Secret Realm of the Wizard", players will survive, build, farm, fight monsters, dispel the fog brought by the evil gods, and defeat the final boss. Only by completing all the plot levels can you leave the game."

"What's going on? There's no last sentence!" Liu Liang couldn't understand, looked up at the bubble and shouted loudly: "Fatty Zhao! Jiang Feng! Are you you? Don't joke, hurry up and get me out! Hurry!"

The bubble dialog box disappeared and no one responded to him.

He is very clear about the game he made himself. The difficulty of the game is hell, and he is forced to hardcore. The game duration of thousands of hours may not be able to be saved. Even many old players complain that it is as strong as the boss, and the boss is stronger than the gods.

Now let’s sort out the plot first. A mysterious player is traveling to this strange continent. The surface of the land is covered with 99% fog. There are various indescribable powerful monsters hidden in the fog. Only artificial light sources can dispel these fog, but this is only temporary. Once the light source is extinguished, the fog will come back.

There was once a brilliant steam civilization on this foggy continent, but the process of civilization was eventually destroyed by Cthulhu, leaving only the remaining remains surrounded by forests. The player's mission is to constantly explore and discover the remains of the old steam civilization, understand the reasons for the destruction of the civilization, and find ways to fight and eliminate Cthulhu.

Near the location where he is standing, there is a ruin of the steam civilization. There is an incinerator in the ruins, which is a magical artifact with 30 illumination ranges.

He walked forward for more than a dozen squares and saw a broken wall. Inside the wall, there was a building that collapsed halfway. There was something that looked like an alchemy furnace but was rusty in the center. It carried the remains of the old industrial civilization such as wheel axles and gears. This was the incinerator.

Liu Liang stepped forward and opened the lid of the incinerator with great effort. He could see that there was still an open fire in the furnace, but the fuel was insufficient and it was about to go out.

At this time, a bubble popped up next to him. Warm reminder: the incinerator is about to go out. If the fuel is not found, the fog will surround you.

Look at the games we make, and even have information prompts, and we will catch up with first-tier manufacturers such as Blizzard, Ubisoft, and Nintendo.

But now is not the time to blow his thrust. He walked out of the ruins and saw the white mist rolling towards the place, and he didn't even have room for survival if he didn't look for fuel.

Fortunately, there were a few small trees next to the ruins. He walked up and scratched one with both hands. After scratching for more than a dozen times, he didn't even scratch the bark.

Just when Liu Liang was at a loss, he suddenly saw a mummy lying on the ground, posing in a charming figure like a dead tree bark.

When the game's picture quality is too high, picking up this mummy seems too cunning. Artist Zhao Pang even painted the mummy so strangely, which makes people have a strong physiological reaction.

He bent down and hugged the mummy with a princess, endured the discomfort and ran into the ruins, walked to the incinerator where the lid was opened, and finally looked down at the mummy in his hand.

This thing must have been a woman during her lifetime, because she was lying down like Venus who fell asleep, and her chin looked very sharp, so it was a pity to throw it into the stove. She should find a place to put it as a statue.

The mummy's closed eyelids suddenly opened, and there was a wise light in his eyes.

"My God!"

Liu Liang was so scared that he hurriedly stuffed the mummy into the stove, but the mummy suddenly struggled to survive, making hoarse screams from his mouth, and his fingers like dry branches crawled around on the ashes.

"I'll fuck! I'll fuck!"

Liu Liang hurriedly raised his legs and pointed them at the mummy and kicked them into the stove, but the other party refused to be a firewood. He grabbed the edge of the stove with both hands and crawled out, and opened his hideous mouth towards him.

The mummy's legs burned in the stove, and the screams became even more shrill, just like scratching glass in Liu Liang's eardrum.

Liu Liang tried his best to kick the mummy five or six times, then suddenly closed the furnace cover, turned the wheel axle with both hands to lock the cover.

He took a deep breath after two steps back, then walked closer to look at the observation hole above the stove. The mummy's body was burning and flames were struggling and dancing inside. He also pointed his gray pupils at the observation hole, and emitted a shrill sound wave weapon, which made Liu Liang fall to the ground and gasp heavily.

He stroked his chest and returned to calm before he thought about everything that happened just now, and came to a terrible conclusion: This is not the game I made!

If his team had the level of making the game so fine, then he would have been rich long ago. Will he have to fight against the players in a hard way?

But this is his game again, it is more like some unknown thing borrowing his map and settings, borrowing his plot and program code, and even the bugs are made by him!
Chapter completed!