Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 73
“Damn! Damn! Damn!”
Three shouts rang out in unison!
Liu Peiqie, holding an M4, fired as he yelled toward Donggua not far away,
“Donggua! Damn, man! Damn!”
“Damn your f***ing *ss!”
The next second, Donggua’s furious cursing exploded!
He was currently being manhandled by a Charger special infected,
smashed into the ground like a ragdoll, getting thrown around like a sack of potatoes.
“I’m getting smashed by a fing bull! What the h do I need your reminder for? Aiyo f***—!”
The absurd scene made Peiqie burst out laughing like a goose,
even as the zombie horde howled and swarmed, he could barely hold it together.
“Hang in there! I’m coming to save you—geh geh geh…”
Yep!
The Peiqie squad were all FPS veterans, so they picked up the game quickly, and their progress was just as fast.
While A-Yin’s group was still struggling to survive on the first map,
Peiqie, Donggua, Liu Di, and Xiao Hei had already cleared the first safe house and were back on the road.
Compared to the first map in the skyscraper, the second map had way more specials:
exploding Boomers that spit bile, Smokers that grab you with their tongues, Hunters that can pounce in an instant—
and now, the Charger that was busy smashing Donggua into the ground.
These specials were all kinds of weird, each with unique abilities,
and they always showed up alongside the horde,
throwing the squad into chaos every time.
But!
The Peiqie squad was loving it!
First, the challenge was just right—adding the perfect spice to the fun of the kill-fest.
Second, this Second-Gen FPS trailblazer really nailed the feel of the game!
Most importantly—
the addition of sliding and prone mechanics made for a totally fresh experience!
So much so that these guys weren’t running through levels anymore—
they were sliding through!
Shwoosh—
Peiqie slid in, ADS’d, and popped a zombie’s head with three clean shots.
Shwoosh—
Liu Di slid in, katana flashing, cleaving a zombie clean in half.
Shwoosh—
Xiao Hei slid in, dual-wielding Desert Eagles, blasting away everything around him and creating a clear zone.
Shwoosh—
Donggua slid in—
only to collide straight into the Charger,
getting picked up and bodied on the spot.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Ratatatat—
Finally!
After a storm of bullets, the Charger let out an unwilling roar and crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.
The chat breathed a collective sigh of relief:
“Y’all finally remembered poor Donggua.”
“《Donggua! Damn!》”
“Donggua’s hyperthyroidism got cured by that beating.”
“Donggua and A-Yin, the unlucky duo.”
“LOL, I just came from the boss’s stream—he’s already spiraling into self-doubt.”
“Can’t deny, Captain Yin’s group is a comedy show on its own.”
“This side isn’t bad either—Donggua’s like a magnet for every special infected.”
Laughing and cursing, they pushed forward.
Shwoosh, shwoosh—
the sound of slides echoed,
and the squad’s banter made the livestream feel like a trek through the wilderness—
full of monkeys chattering, a real jungle vibe.
Zombies along the way were few and far between,
and they were picked off with precise shots.
After cutting through a highway and winding around,
they arrived under an overpass.
There weren’t many zombies under the bridge;
Liu Di swung his katana, slashing them down one by one with ease.
But—
something felt off.
When the rest of the zombies were charging at them like rabid dogs,
there was a figure kneeling quietly in the distance, motionless,
as if completely uninterested in attacking.
From the back, it looked like a woman.
Her skin was pale, almost bloodless.
She wore a torn tank top that barely covered her,
and her shorts were even skimpier—her perfectly shaped hips barely hidden.
She sat there, trembling slightly, her hands covering her face, quietly sobbing.
“Hey, hey, hey!”
Donggua’s eyes lit up.
He nudged Peiqie beside him.
“Pei-ge! Look at that! Damn! Look over there!”
Donggua’s nudge got the others’ attention.
They all glanced over—
and in unison, muttered under their breath,
“Yo—”
Maybe it was the sound of their voices,
or maybe she was just tired of sitting.
The pale woman slowly stood up,
still covering her face.
Long, slender legs, barely-there outfit, smooth, fair skin…
For a moment, the whole Peiqie squad felt their hearts race.
“Yo, yo yo yo, damn, I can’t… I really can’t look at this…”
Xiao Hei said one thing, but his eyes told a different story—
he was glued to her, couldn’t look away for a second.
“Bro, seriously, stop staring! Xiao Hei! Stop looking!”
Peiqie protested, but he wasn’t exactly looking away either—he was watching openly.
“This game… no wonder they slapped a 16+ rating on it…”
On the side, Donggua was practically drooling,
edging closer step by step.
And Liu Di?
Hiding behind the 16+ stream protection, he went full throttle.
As the pale woman slowly walked toward the bathroom,
Liu Di chased a few steps and shouted:
“Hey, hey hey, Donggua! Is she going to the bathroom? Damn, don’t go to the bathroom—just p*** on me!”
That line?
It detonated the squad.
They erupted in laughter, cursing up a storm, while the chat exploded into chaos—
“Liu Di, you’re a fing maniac!”*
“Dude, what the actual f?!”*
“You’re a sick f**, my guy!”*
“HAHAHAHA you’re f**ing nuts, bro!”*
The chat was on fire:
“《The FPS Zone in a Nutshell》”
“Average gamer: timid and thirsty.”
“I can’t take it anymore, this is too f**ing much, I’m dying…”*
“You have no idea how awkward it is watching this with my speakers on.”
“Pure degenerates, every last one of you.”
“Honestly, the 16+ rating is like your golden shield.”
“Thank the rating system—it’s saving your entire category.”
“Unreal, absolutely unreal.”
“Degenerates, every one of you.”
“I’m gonna laugh myself into a coma…”
Joking and yelling, they followed the woman.
Her sobbing grew clearer—low, creepy, yet somehow evoking a strange sense of pity.
Seeing this, Donggua couldn’t help but inch closer.
He swaggered up with his shotgun, flashlight beam cutting through the dark, and called out:
“Hey, lady… out here all by yourself?”
The woman’s sobs seemed to quiet slightly.
Sensing a response, Donggua took another step forward:
“Don’t cry, it’s fine, no worries, we’re not… bad guys!”
He kept walking, circling around to see her face, asking as he went:
“Are you an NPC or something? Got a quest? How do I accept it? And you—”
The next second—
his voice choked off.
Pale wrists twisted into claw-like fingers, veins bulging.
Blood-red eyes like glowing bulbs locked onto him—
grievous, malicious, terrifying.
In that moment, Donggua flashed back to the horror of being terrorized by the ghost woman in Phasmophobia.
A huge question mark floated in his mind:
Why the f*** would someone use the same nightmare face model in two different games?
Then he realized.
Oh.
This was a Golden Wind game, from the twisted mind of supernova psycho Gu Sheng.
It all made sense.
With that thought, Donggua slowly raised his shotgun,
aimed it at the witch—the zombie version of the ghost woman—
took a deep breath, gathered his qi, and bellowed—
“WDNMD!!!”
Bang!!!
“AAAAHHHH—!!!”
The gunshot and the witch’s piercing scream erupted together!
Immediately after—
everyone’s HUD flashed a massive red warning—
【You’ve Disturbed the Witch!】
The Peiqie squad?
They instantly lost their s***!
“WDNMD Donggua! You again?!”
“Shoot it! Fing shoot it! Quit screaming!”
“Ah ah ah f it’s coming at us!”
“Run! Run for it!”
Chaos!
Sensing the danger, Donggua screamed, bolted, and ran like hell!
But while he ran, poor Liu Di paid the price.
Because the witch’s AI targeted the closest player—
and Liu Di, still running his mouth a second ago, hadn’t even registered what happened before he heard that chilling scream!
The next second—
a flash of red light streaked across his screen.
The witch’s massive claws slammed into his face!
CRACK!
Liu Di dropped like a sack of potatoes, dead silent—one-shot KO!
The chat went wild—
“Holy s**, what kind of damage is that? Full health to dead in one hit?!”*
“Young blood, they say—flop down fast, recover fast.”
“It is Wednesday, 9:10 PM, April 6th. Liu Di, known for his ‘p** on me’ moment, has been mercilessly one-shotted. Let this be a lesson.”*
“LMAOOOOOO, this is insane!”
“This is f**ing nuts!”*
“I knew Brother Sheng wouldn’t make a pure fun game—that’s just not his style.”
“Exactly. If there’s not some twisted, unhinged mechanic, Golden Wind wouldn’t feel right.”
“But this is so twisted! Normal difficulty and it’s a one-hit kill?! What’s Expert Mode gonna be like, instant death?”
“My review: It’s live.”
“That’s way too brutal. A literal aimbot.”
“Keep it on—this is great content.”
While the chat cackled away,
the remaining three scrambled in sheer panic,
wishing they’d grown an extra pair of legs as they sprinted for their lives!
Originally, the witch was supposed to lose aggro once you ran far enough—
but as the chat said, Gu Sheng, the supernova psycho,
was never gonna leave it at that.
If you could just run away after f***ing up,
it’d be like a Souls game without fog gates—what’s the point?
So!
Gu Sheng had modified the witch’s AI—
once she was aggroed,
she’d never stop chasing you.
It was you or her—someone had to die.
The witch was fast.
In just a few breaths,
the last player in line, Xiao Hei, let out a blood-curdling scream—
downed on the spot!
In no time, only Peiqie and Donggua were left.
The two of them slid and scrambled,
dodging and weaving like a game of whack-a-mole.
Peiqie’s heart pounded as he glanced back at the witch closing in—
“WDNMD, what do we do, Donggua?! She’s catching up!”
“What do we do? Run, man! Shoot as we go!”
Donggua fired two shots back over his shoulder.
“No way!”
The witch tanked both rounds like nothing,
still screaming and charging.
Peiqie was panicking:
“We can’t outrun her!”
“I know, I never said we could outrun her.”
Donggua grinned wickedly,
pulled an adrenaline shot from his belt,
and jabbed it into his thigh—hiss!
“I just need to outrun you. See ya!”
The next second, Peiqie’s howls of rage and curses echoed in the livestream—
“Donggua! WDNMD! You’re a f***ing rat king—!”
That night on Shark Live—
The wind howled, zombies roared—
and the moderators were losing their minds.
They’d never seen this many streams at once needing intervention,
all getting flagged 16+!
From the gaming section to the dance section,
from the beauty streamers to the singers—
dozens of streams,
all streaming Left 4 Dead!
Even though the zombie virus didn’t infect the survivors in-game,
this game itself was like a virus,
spreading across the platform!
It was turning into a phenomenon-level title.
And no one was happier than the Iron Triangle.
They’d had high hopes for this game—
and now, it looked like they’d break 100,000 copies sold in the first week!
That was worth celebrating.
According to YiYou’s stats,
in the past year,
only six games on the YiYou x1 platform had broken 100,000 in first-week sales—
and all six had budgets over 50 million.
So if they could hit that milestone with Left 4 Dead,
Golden Wind would make history—
becoming the most profitable member of YiYou’s exclusive “Seven One Zero Club” (Seven Days, 100K Copies).
It would also prove the success of the Second-Gen FPS model,
and its limitless potential for the future!
This achievement could even push Golden Wind into a deep strategic partnership with YiYou,
opening doors for comprehensive, multi-faceted collaborations.
A win-win all around.
With the outlook so bright,
the whole Golden Wind team—except for Shen Miaomiao—
was over the moon!
But what they didn’t know was—
Far away in Shenzhen,
at Guangyao Game Studio—one of Xunteng Games’ top five teams—
their director Ding Kai was also smiling with genuine delight.
“Golden Wind, the brave pawn leading the charge, proving the feasibility of the Second-Gen FPS model—I’m more than happy to see it,”
he said, picking up a red rook on the chessboard.
“I’ve said it before—when the whole game industry prospers,
when new talent flourishes,
it makes life easier for us, the big players.”
“After all, a rook will always move faster than a pawn…”
He placed the red rook down—
chomp!—
capturing a lone black pawn on the board.
Clack!
“Checkmate!”