Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 54
The chat was going crazy with laughter—
“Hahahahahaha d***, that’s way too professional...”
“You might as well have not told President Ou anything, hahahahaha!”
“That’s so abstract, hahahahaha!”
“Bro Sheng: What I mean is, when you sleep, you better keep one eye on watch and the other on guard.”
“President Ou’s hair bun is about to fly off in anger!”
“What a little b***ard, how does such a scumbag company even exist?”
“So your job is to give the clients pressure, huh?”
“So this game is about identifying ghost types?”
“Goldenwind is creating a brand-new game genre.”
“A horror-comedy game, huh...?”
“...”
The chat was flooded with comments, and the promo video continued—
“...Of course, besides reporting the ghost types to you, the main thing is to talk about our losses.”
“Losses?”
Shen Miaomiao’s confused expression was spot on—as expected, after Gu Sheng became the game director, she was often left dazed by those outrageous sales numbers.
“What losses?”
“Well, I left a few things in your house when I, uh... ran away.”
At this point, Gu Sheng’s mouth twitched awkwardly, but he quickly glossed over it—
“If you happen to find a camera, UV flashlight, or anything like that... please ship them to me, postage collect is fine.”
As he spoke, Gu Sheng tore a page from his notebook and handed it to Shen Miaomiao.
Shen Miaomiao hesitated as she took the address, opening her mouth as if she felt something was off about Gu Sheng:
“Uh... can I... talk to your coworkers? I saw you guys came as a group of three yesterday, right?”
“Oh, right, I was just about to mention that.”
Gu Sheng tapped his head with his finger.
“There are two bodies in your basement. You might want to figure out how to clean that up.”
“Huh?! Right now?” Shen Miaomiao was stunned. “You’re saying your two coworkers died in my basement... and you’re just leaving?”
“What else am I supposed to do?”
Gu Sheng said matter-of-factly:
“That’s your ghost’s doing. I might even have to consider asking you for compensation.”
Upon hearing that, Shen Miaomiao’s expression went from dazed to utterly dumbfounded:
“Then those two...”
Before she could finish—
Whoosh—Bang!
A rag doll suddenly flew out of nowhere, making Shen Miaomiao scream out loud!
Gu Sheng gave an awkward chuckle, waving toward the air beside him:
“Lu Bian, cut it out. I’m being serious here.”
Shen Miaomiao’s face turned green!
“So... you just added two more ghosts to my house?!!!”
At this point, the chat was practically losing it—
“Hahahahaha classic teammate getting caught, laughing while spamming comments.”
“I suspect Bro Sheng came here on purpose to scam her, hahahaha!”
“President Ou is the ultimate scapegoat, hahahahaha!”
“Didn’t do a d*** thing but added two ghosts to the client’s house, what a joke of a game!”
“You guys are here for some underworld reunion or what?”
“Even King Yama would have to sing ‘I Wanna Live Another 500 Years’ after seeing this!”
“Hahahaha what a ridiculous game.”
“This is too funny! Never seen a horror game this absurd!”
“I’m dying, so this is what Goldenwind’s horror game is really about—just clowning around!”
“...”
As the barrage of comments floated by, the promo video reached its end.
Shen Miaomiao finally couldn’t take it anymore:
“Alright, alright, just go already, I’m begging you—get out, get out, get out...”
Waving her hand frantically, Shen Miaomiao urged him toward the door, while Gu Sheng, backing away, said:
“Alright then, I won’t bother you any further.”
“There’s a QR code on the address slip—total is 250 yuan, WeChat or Alipay’s fine.”
“Lastly, I wish you a pleasant life. If it’s convenient, please leave a five-star review...”
As he spoke, Gu Sheng reached the door, gave Shen Miaomiao a professional fake smile, and raised his hand to push it open.
But the next second—
Click.
The door jiggled slightly but didn’t open.
Immediately after, the light overhead began to flicker.
Gu Sheng’s smile froze on his face:
“Ah... oh...”
Pop!
The bulb burst with a crack, and the screen went pitch black. The promo video ended right there.
Bzzzz—!!!
The chat exploded!
It was too ridiculous!
The entire promo video was filled with dark humor, reeking of this game’s utter stupidity. It wasn’t just not scary—if anything, it was downright absurd.
It completely overturned players’ expectations of what a horror game could be.
Viewers were in stitches, some laughing so hard they could barely breathe.
Even bdd couldn’t hold it together, laughing so hard he let out pig squeals and clapped nonstop!
“Holy sh**, my eyes are tearing up! This promo is just too abstract,” bdd wiped the corner of his eyes.
“As expected, when it comes to absurdist content, Goldenwind still leads the pack.”
As they spoke, Xiaoma finished adjusting the VR pod:
“Alright, Liu-ge, I just tested it—it works, and the stream is connected too.”
“OK.”
bdd stood up, stretched a bit by the VR pod:
“Whoa—kinda nervous now.”
Truth be told, bdd wasn’t the brave type—he always kept his distance from horror games.
But this game, Phasmophobia, seemed different from the usual horror games.
At least from the promo, it didn’t seem all that scary—if anything, it was kinda funny.
bdd figured he could handle it.
“Alright guys, let’s give it a little test run!”
He spoke while settling into the VR pod:
“Should be fine, watch your Liu-ge give you all a little demo, alright?”
“I’m gonna be the ultimate, super brave watermelon today!”
As bdd climbed into the VR pod, the chat went wild with cheers and gifts.
“Didn’t think I’d live to see the day Liu-ge played a horror game!”
“Try and you’ll die, lol.”
“Even if it’s a dumb horror game, this still takes guts!”
“Today’s the day of the brave pig!”
“Legendary!”
“Let’s hope Liu-ge can last five minutes.”
“Doesn’t seem like this game is too scary, huh?”
“Yeah, seems that way...”
Whooo—Click.
As the VR pod’s lid closed, a ring of soft, blue breathing lights lit up around it.
Unlike a typical VR setup that just makes the visuals more immersive, this pod used a technology called “Real-Dream Frequency Synchronization,” based on cutting-edge medical and electronic engineering research.
In simpler terms, it created a “dream” while the player’s conscious mind remained awake.
This tech didn’t just max out visual immersion—if the budget was high enough, it could even transmit in-game sensations and phantom pain to the player.
Most importantly, it wouldn’t cause serious mental or physical harm.
If the player’s vital signs exceeded a safe threshold, the system would automatically change frequencies and boot them out of the dream—like waking from a dream.
No damage done—at worst, you’d just end up a little mentally scarred.
“Sss—Hoo—”
Inside the VR pod, bdd took a deep breath:
“Here we go!”
And then—
bdd tapped the start button.
The screen instantly went black.
After agreeing to a series of disclaimers for the VR pod and the game—
Rumble—
A subtle, high-frequency vibration, along with the humming of an engine, could be felt.
bdd could clearly tell that he was inside a car now.
On the black screen, white text appeared one after another like a movie intro.
[Gu Sheng (SamGu) Production]
[Goldenwind Game (Goldenwind)]
[Phasmophobia]
[Presents to You]