Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 31
Heroes in a utopia deserve protection.
With a flash of golden light, it burst forth from the tide of swarming monsters.
A giant golden sword, as tall as three men, descended from the heavens, sweeping across with divine might!
Bathed in dazzling, rainbow-colored effects, the Holy Sword trailed a blinding radiance that struck fear into the hearts of vampires. Like mowing grass, it instantly carved a rift through the sea of monsters!
“I—”
“Sh*t!”
Liuliu and Zhuangzhuang shouted in unison!
And then—
The Holy Sword, as if it had a soul, danced through the air, slicing left and right as though no enemies stood in its path!
The moment those once-ferocious monsters touched the Holy Sword, they were instantly turned to ashes!
Liuliu was completely stunned!
She tried moving the joystick.
And as she moved, the Holy Sword seemed to recognize her as its master, following her lead, charging ahead and slaughtering all nearby enemies!
Monsters fell like dominoes, jewels dropped in piles, and the sound of experience points racking up was like a jolt of adrenaline, making hearts race and spirits soar!
As Liuliu’s mouth opened in pure shock—
A shrill, excited scream erupted in the livestream room!
“If Heaven hadn’t birthed me, Shi Liuliu, the path of the sword would be lost to eternal darkness!”
“Sword—come!!!”
Voom—Zing!!!
As if synced to her very will,
With a single command, the Holy Sword became even more alive—everywhere Liuliu moved, bodies piled up, rivers of blood followed!
The bullet comments exploded!
“ohhhhhhhh——”
“Holy sht, that’s a level 1 weapon?!”
“That’s f**king insane!”
“Dmn this is so satisfying, peak viewing experience!”
“My review: right up there with Douyin carpet-cleaning vids!”
“Aaaaahhh so damn satisfying, it’s like harvesting crops—one sweep, all down!”
“I get it now, this thing’s like an upgraded cross. Super Weapon confirmed.”
“But how do you even craft it? Does it evolve at max level?”
“Doesn’t seem like it. Didn’t Duke Zhuang have a max-level weapon before? No super weapon from his crates.”
“Then how did this happen? Do you have to open a gold chest?”
“F**k, the drop rate must be insane. I’ve watched these two for four hours, and this is the first gold chest.”
“Screw it, this looks way too damn fun. I’m trying it next.”
“Me too…”
“+1”
“…”
Violent and flashy!
The massive Holy Sword Super Weapon was like a fuse—igniting the players' excitement in an instant.
Humans are sensory creatures, after all.
When the thrill of destruction is combined with flashy special effects, the result hits like a shot of electronic nitro—adrenaline surging, pure catharsis.
Liuliu was hyped, the bullet chat went wild, and Zhuangzhuang was dumbfounded—
“Wait, what?”
Zhuangzhuang stared at his sister barreling across the screen, stunned and baffled.
“How the hell did she craft that thing?”
As a seasoned gamer, Zhuangzhuang had seen more crafting methods than he could count.
But he’d never seen a weapon evolve like this—
No hints, no warning, no instructions.
Not even a pattern to follow.
Now this game... was getting interesting.
Staring at his sister’s screen, Zhuangzhuang smacked his lips.
“Nah, I gotta dig into how this game’s crafting works. That Super Weapon is nuts…”
That night, gamers partied.
And the game industry didn’t sleep either.
Nearly 600 games.
Over 400 game studios and designers.
With unprecedented publicity pushing everything forward, everyone wanted to be the ultimate winner—to take home the title of Supernova Designer.
After all, a month-long banner push across the platform was an unmissable promotion opportunity, both for individuals and studios alike.
It wasn’t just about fame or a fancy title.
More importantly—
It meant money.
"Hello? Senior! Haha, it’s me, Chen Hang."
The next day.
Xingmang Games, Vice President’s Office.
As soon as Chen Hang stepped into the office, he picked up the phone and called Sun Guoping, the Director of Marketing at the YiYou Platform.
Sun Guoping was pushing fifty.
He’d been with YiYou since its inception and had never once left the marketing department.
Five years ago, he was promoted to head of the department, taking full control of the platform’s marketing strategy.
He was one of the few truly powerful execs at YiYou.
Because of that, many domestic game companies groveled before him.
After all, to get your game on the YiYou platform, you had to keep Sun Guoping happy—otherwise, forget about landing those prime promo slots.
As for Chen Hang—
As VP of Xingmang Games, he had always maintained a good relationship with Sun Guoping.
After learning they were alumni from the same university, he started calling him “Senior” to keep things close.
Of course, that bond wasn’t built on words alone.
Every now and then, he’d “pay tribute.”
Business is business—profit comes first.
Calling him “Senior” was just a way to get closer.
If you really wanted to get close, you had to open your wallet.
“Oh? President Chen, haha, what brings you calling me today? Something up?”
On the other end of the line, Sun Guoping chuckled, making small talk.
“Aw, come on, Senior,”
Chen Hang laughed, waving his hand:
“Can’t I just call to check in on my dear senior, even if there’s nothing going on?”
They both burst into laughter.
In Huaxia, conversations rarely got straight to the point—especially in business.
But both men knew, this wasn’t just a casual chat.
Sure enough, after a bit of back and forth, Chen Hang smoothly got to the point:
“So, Senior, I’ve been noticing the dev fest’s blowing up lately, huh?”
“Yeah,”
Sun Guoping chuckled lightly,
“Our new CEO just took the reins—had to light a few fires, shake things up a bit.”
He made it sound nice.
But deep down, Sun Guoping wasn’t fond of this parachuted-in CEO at all.
In fact, he resented him.
Ever since Yan Sheng took over, reforms came one after another.
First, the backend system was made transparent.
Then he brought up cracking down on abuse of power multiple times during exec meetings.
He clearly wanted to “clean up the platform” and “promote innovation in domestic gaming.”
To Sun Guoping, it was all posturing.
Just another suit trying to make a name for himself.
Come on—
You’re a platform. Recommending one game over another makes no real difference.
Even the big dogs like Rapid Vine are doing “localized adaptations.”
That’s just how the global game scene works.
What’s there to stress over?
In his eyes, Yan Sheng was just using the “innovation” banner to cement his image as a reformer and secure his position.
But of course—
He’d never say that out loud.
So, he played along, chuckling ambiguously.
“Oh, by the way, President Chen, how’s Xingmang’s entry doing in the event?”