Chapter 665, Your Harem is So Large It Could Start a Game Company
From that day on.
Young Master Sang was like a different person.
He returned to a life of early mornings and late nights, drowning in the office tackling every detail of the new game plan.
It seemed he rediscovered the joy of his old trade, and his attitude toward the new game was almost harsh.
“What kind of character design is this? No basic sense of avoiding clichés? Why do the female lead have to have a relationship outside of the male lead?”
“This art style and the tone of the region are way too different; it needs to be creepier and give players enough of a sense of dread.”
“No way, no way! These lines sound like something a middle-schooler with delusions would say! Which cultivator announces their attack names before battling?”
“This sword design needs to be cooler… I know it’s not practical, but players only care if it looks cool enough to spend money!”
Thanks to Young Master Sang, the folks in the new game planning department were now crying out in agony; not only was the workload terrifying, they also had to endure Sang’s relentless critiques.
Bai Ming found herself fielding employee complaints daily, leaving her both amused and exasperated.
“This guy… Why is he suddenly so fired up?”
But she couldn’t really bring it up with him.
After all, she was the one who suggested involving her family in the game project.
But having the employees work at such a high intensity wasn’t ideal either. After much thought, Bai Ming decided to seize an opportunity to discuss this with Young Master Sang.
However, when she entered Young Master Sang’s office, he was already a step ahead:
“You’re just in time.”
“I need to talk to you about the employees.”
“I think our team’s productivity is still far too low to meet expectations. No amount of squeezing is going to improve efficiency much.”
Bai Ming: “…So, you do realize that.”
“The lack of manpower is really serious.” Young Master Sang pondered seriously, “Can we recruit from other departments? Maybe pull some people from the Original Immortal project to help out?”
“Your current team members were pulled from the Original Immortal department.”
Bai Ming threw her hands up helplessly: “The Original Immortal division is already stretched thin; they can’t spare anyone.”
“And recruiting new folks is tough. This world isn’t like ours. Most of those who work in this line are doing it out of passion, and the numbers are really low.”
Young Master Sang fell into thought.
Seeing his furrowed brows, Bai Ming wanted to say some comforting words when he suddenly declared: “If that’s the case.”
“We’re left with no choice but to wring our own people dry.”
Bai Ming: “?”
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The next day, she understood what Young Master Sang meant.
“Eh!?”
“We’re doing scene and character designs for the new game? Are you serious?” Si Jingzhu looked at Young Master Sang in disbelief.
“We do sometimes dabble in fan art,” Hua Jianglian hesitated, “but that’s only a little something I learned from Bai Ming, primarily for our own fun.”
“Can we really just join as game artists?” Long Huan was also unsure now.
“Whether we can or not, let’s just try it.” Young Master Sang waved his hand, “You’re all sitting around anyway; you must be sick of reading comics, right? I refuse to believe you don’t want to try drawing something yourselves.”
The three women exchanged glances, each recognizing the hesitation in the others’ eyes.
“Easy for you to say.”
Shi Qingyan groaned slightly: “I’ve never dealt with spiritual programming before. Isn’t starting from scratch a bit…?”
“Don’t worry.”
Young Master Sang said seriously: “Let Yan Rouwan learn with you. If you can’t grasp it, just let her help out—she’s versatile, so use her, no need to be polite.”
Yan Rouwan: “…Aren’t you going to ask for my opinion first?”
“Honestly, I’ve written quite a few work reports.”
Tang Yubbing looked at the documents in her hands and sighed, “But I’ve never written character drafts…”
“Bai Ming can teach you. She’s a seasoned author; she’s quite familiar with this.”
Tang Yubbing glanced at Bai Ming, who let out a deep sigh as well.
“I have a question!”
Meng Qiyan raised a hand while peering at a document: “What’s a motion capture actor… mean?”
“It means you’ll act out the character, and we’ll create the game character based on your movements.” Young Master Sang explained: “This way, we can present the most realistic character image, greatly enhancing player immersion. Got it?”
“I completely don’t get it!” Meng Qiyan protested confidently.
“…Just know your job is to handle the fighting.”
Hearing that, Meng Qiyan finally smiled: “Why didn’t you say so earlier? I’m great at that!”
“Action direction is up to Gu Yingmian.” Young Master Sang turned toward her: “The game’s techniques require showiness over practicality, and Gu’s sword moves are famously stunning. This job should be a piece of cake for you.”
Gu Yingmian nodded slightly.
“Plot development will be left to me and Nian Nian.” Young Master Sang turned to look at them again, “Little Ying and Aunt Yu will continue with logistics.”
“What about me, what about me!”
Huo Ningxue, excitedly waddling over with her big belly, was met with a long pause from Young Master Sang before he finally said: “You, uh, you’ll take care of the kids.”
“After all, when we start working, we won’t have time to look after Little Ying You and Little Lonely.”
“Oh.” Huo Ningxue sulkily drooped her head.
“And market research and testing will be handed to Xu Hongyi.” Young Master Sang asserted, “Feel free to ask me if you don’t understand anything.”
“Sure thing, big brother.” Xu Hongyi affectionately linked her arm with Young Master Sang’s.
“Great.”
Looking at the harem full of beauties, Young Master Sang felt a wave of emotion: “Truly, it’s a thousand days raising troops, but only a moment to use them.”
“Indeed, my wonderful wives are truly reliable when it counts.”
The ladies: “…”
“Now, let’s get to work!”
Once everyone started bustling about, Nian Nian shot Young Master Sang a slightly resentful glance.
“Now you see how large your harem is, huh? It’s enough to run a game company.”
“Isn’t that great?” Young Master Sang beamed with pride, “Doesn’t that count as a personal skill?”
“…”
Nian Nian huffed slightly, turning her head away: “I must say up front, I have no experience as a screenwriter.”
“But you’re omniscient.”
Young Master Sang chuckled as he pulled her into his embrace: “A good game writer needs someone as knowledgeable as you.”
“I believe you will write a story that satisfies everyone.”
Nian Nian shot him a sideways glance, slowly retracting her gaze.
“Well… I’ll reluctantly help you out this once.”
“Hehe, I knew Nian Nian Mama was the best.” He said, planting a big kiss on her.
“I told you not to call me Nian Nian Mama! So disgusting!”
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