Chapter 114: Are We Orphans?

The meeting concluded, and Yu Jia returned to the office together with Lin Xiaoxiao.

“Senior Lin, could I trouble you to take care of my design team for a while?” Yu Jia immediately clasped his hands in a pleading gesture upon returning.

“Of course,” Lin Xiaoxiao replied without hesitation.

“Thank you, Senior Lin. I’ll add you to the group chat right away.”

Sitting down at his computer, Yu Jia opened the operator’s backend system and began to work.

Stone invited Qingzhu into the chat group.

Eggy: Qingzhu, you look familiar! Please guide Eggy.

Green-Hat Landlord: Qingzhu? If I recall correctly, you’re also an operator.

Stone: Everyone, I’m temporarily handing over my duties to Senior Qingzhu.

Divine Phoenix: Damn! It really is the mighty Qingzhu.

Eggy: What?! Stone, are you abandoning us?

Eggy: Are we orphans now?

You’re Forcing Me: Are we orphans?

Divine Phoenix: Are we orphans?

Seeing the flood of messages, Yu Jia twitched at the corner of his mouth and quickly typed an explanation.

Stone: Not abandoning you. I’m going to a real-world game company to learn for a while.

Swordmaster of the Jianqi Sect: Real-world games? Has the “Start Game” project begun?

You’re Forcing Me: What project?

Swordmaster of the Jianqi Sect: The plan to transition to real-world games.

Swordmaster of the Jianqi Sect: Presumably, a new department will be established to focus on real-world game development.

Divine Phoenix: What does that mean?

Swordmaster of the Jianqi Sect: No mom anymore.

Eggy: Stone, don’t leave us, mom! Without your milk, we can’t survive, qwq.

Swordmaster of the Jianqi Sect: Where does Stone have milk? Last livestream, he looked like a washboard.

Swordmaster of the Jianqi Sect was muted by group admin Stone for one hour.

You’re Forcing Me: Stone is awesome!

Happy Afro: Handsome guy making an appearance.

Happy Afro: Stone, if I finish my new game, should I contact Qingzhu directly?

Stone: For game development issues, you can still ask me. But if it’s about signing contracts, then go to Senior Qingzhu.

Happy Afro: Got it.

At the apartment, Yin Jian frowned as he closed the chat group.

Yu Jia’s sudden decision to go out for training had caught him off guard, but he didn’t pay it much mind.

He felt it wouldn’t impact him much.

As for Qingzhu, since Yu Jia trusted her enough to hand over his team, her character must at least be reliable.

“Better just get the game done quickly,” Yin Jian muttered, opening the Tiandao game engine he had purchased recently.

After a trial run yesterday, he realized the price was justified.

He never imagined game development could ever be this effortless.

By inputting the game’s open world framework and gameplay as text into the Tiandao engine, the system would automatically select purchased assets and generate the game.

It was exactly as he had seen in the promotional materials.

Choose gameplay, pick a theme, buy assets, one-click synthesis, test, publish, sign contract, earn millions annually.

Game development was as simple as one-click composition.

Throughout the process, he only needed to monitor progress and make adjustments when necessary.

If left uninterrupted, the entire game could be synthesized in about a day.

However, since it was machine-generated, many aspects inevitably differed greatly from Yin Jian’s envisioned scenes.

Hence, he slowed down the development pace.

This way, he could correct mismatches and immediately incorporate new inspirations.

In about a week, the cultivation family game was completed in the assistant’s backend.

Yin Jian felt as if awakening from a dream.

This was the first time he truly realized how effortless game development could be.

Though the cost was indeed a bit over a hundred million, the efficiency made the expense worthwhile.

After finishing the game, Yin Jian ran two rounds of strong AI testing.

He reviewed the test recordings repeatedly, modified several unreasonable parts, then opened the assistant backend and messaged Qingzhu privately.

You’re Forcing Me: Are you there?

Qingzhu: Contract document.

“...”

Yin Jian stared at the contract link she sent directly, speechless at such efficiency.

You’re Forcing Me: Qingzhu, you’re amazing!

With the contract settled, Yin Jian closed the chat and published the demo portion of Cultivation Family through the assistant backend.

“I wonder if it can outperform ‘The Profound One’,” he thought anxiously, glancing at the already published ‘The Profound One’ in the backend.

Every new game felt like a lottery—you never knew the outcome.

Sitting before the computer in a daze, he refreshed the backend and saw the favorites for Cultivation Family rise from zero to 3,421.

That’s the advantage of having fans.

It gave a significant lead over others upon release.

Yin Jian clicked into the comments section to see player feedback.

Ink-Stained Sword: Wow, another new game so soon? High output like a sow.

Walking Slowly: Favorited the game. Will play once it’s officially released. The teacher’s card game story is way too frustrating.

Cloud and Sky: Keep it up! You’re Forcing Me has the makings of a god.

Never Failing Immortality: Building a thread, one coin per comment, capped at ten thousand floors.

...

Yin Jian read through the few dozen freshly posted comments, noticing the content was mostly the same.

Supportive players encouraging, some building threads and tipping.

None discussed the storyline.

But that was expected—only minutes since release; most players hadn’t started playing yet.

“Every time I release a new game, I’m filled with anxiety. It’s addictive,” Yin Jian sighed, massaging his temples.

He closed the assistant backend and opened the Start Game platform, intending to play other designers’ games.

To distract himself and perhaps find inspiration for the next project.

Just as he purchased a daily life catgirl story game and was about to start playing, his neural interface beeped with a message alert.

Yin Jian opened the interface and frowned.

Zhou Shun: Someone copied my game content.

Yin Jian: Copying games? Are people really that reckless nowadays? Must be someone who’s never suffered consequences.

Zhou Shun: The other party is a veteran, very skilled at skirting the line between plagiarism and originality. There’s nothing I can do.

Reading Zhou Shun’s reply, Yin Jian thought for a moment and typed:

Yin Jian: What’s the name of the other game? I’ll check it out.

Zhou Shun: It’s called Final War, but it’s not on Start Game—it’s published on a new site called Fan You.