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In the office of PixelPioneers Games, John showed a surprised expression when he heard Armani's words. The game is free? This is not your style. If such a game comes with Armani's rhythm, shouldn't he think about how to take money from the player's pocket? Why did Armani suddenly advise that the game be free?
John was a little surprised.
"A part of the player community is not just playing games, but the popularity as well." Armani looked at John and said with a smile. He may not quite understand how games are made to be fun and interesting, but he does understand the games that can make money and which players are targeted.
"Games are commercial products, and it's impossible to be free forever. If you want to be free forever, then there must be a derivative value for game developers and producers to be motivated enough. This is certain."
"I know a little bit. At present, domestic Otome games, even including similar comics and animation works, are very rare. Even galgame-type games dominated by boys are very rare. The game is more than just providing a standing picture, the kind of dazzling and lovely exposed picture, but pure games are not as prevalent as the small butter; this is a vacant market," Armani said to John very seriously.
"A complete link for game-based IP development of peripheral products, Resident Evil Resistance has proved that it is feasible. The official comics issued by third-party painters, including authorized game peripherals, currently have a profit of more than 3 million dollars. This is the data reached without deep digging," Armani told John. Apart from the game, which includes other IP linkages or peripheral authorization, Armani is responsible for it. Although John has been given work reports, he does not care too much.
John was surprised when he heard the data from Armani.
"Mr. John, I am very clear that you are ambitious. Resident Evil and The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim are obviously two series of games, including the development of Resident Evil Resistance, which is also aimed at giving the company the ability to solve financial problems."
"From the Binding of Isaac to Octopath Traveler to today's The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim, we have been taking the excellent word-of-mouth route, allowing players to have enough faith for us to expand peripheral products, comics, literature, animation, and even movies," Armani said excitedly to John.
Looking at Armani's behavior, John wanted to stop talking.
"This idea is very good, but now our PixelPioneers Games don't have so much money to implement it, and these premises are also based on the situation that the game is popular." John coughed softly. He had never thought about IP extension linkage.
"Indeed, if the pace is too fast, it is easy to trip." After calming down, Armani also nodded. "However, the market for Otome games is indeed a big gap in the country, not only for the game but even including comics, movies, etc."
Faced with Armani's ambitions, John felt somewhat ashamed. He originally wanted to find a general manager who could help him manage the overall direction of the company through the headhunting company. As for the ability of the other party, John did not care too much. He just wanted to start a game company and then recreate the games in his memory.
Now it always seems like something is wrong, as he seems to be aiming bigger and bigger, but it seems that Armani is quite tempting. Regarding money, John is not too concerned. He hasn't thought about owning a private jet or anything. Even with money, except for the development of game projects, he didn't even know how to use it.
House? In his hometown, he has already bought one, and after a successful marriage proposal some time ago, John also discussed with Luna and purchased two more suites in a high-end community in this area and his hometown. He has also replaced his car with a more advanced model.
Now? There seems to be no place to spend it.
Thinking of Armani's words and the document of The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim just sent to the desktop, John couldn't help but fall into contemplation.
"What are you dazed about?" The door was pushed open because the dog rushed in. Luna pushed open the door of the conference room, watching John look out in a daze. She waved in front of him.
John woke up, deliberately showing a very serious expression: "I am thinking about a very serious question, that is what I want to do."
??? Hearing John's words, Luna showed an awkward expression: "Are you stupid?"
"Well, in other words, do you have any dreams you want to accomplish? For example, to open a restaurant? Or to open a fashion store?" John asked, looking at Luna.
"Am I stupid? Playing games every day, how happy is it to watch the drama?" Luna rolled her eyes.
Hearing this, John couldn't help but be silent. Is such a dreamless day really happy? After thinking for two seconds, John nodded. Happy!
"Seriously! Do you have anything you want to do? We have money now. You can think about things you haven't thought about before." John said, looking at Luna.
"What do you mean by this? The key is that there is nothing to think about. I used to think that we could be together. It would be better to have our car and our room, and now it looks like it is perfect. And every day, I can take a nap and feel lazy. I don't have to think about whether I wasted money when I observed the Internet. I just bought it from various major companies; I have nothing else to say," she smiled and pondered.
"What?" John was curious.
"I want to make fun games with you, but I'm not supposed to be a spectator." Holding John's hand, she smiled like a flower.
"I thought about it before, but until now, I feel it's kind of like a dream," Luna murmured, leaning on John's shoulder.
"Don't dream, come quickly to help, test the game with me. It's okay to play the game with me!" John smiled and hugged the person in front of him, opening the computer that Martel and the PixelPioneers Games team used to complete The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim test demo.
What do you want to do so much? Becoming the fourth largest in the gaming field? Perhaps this is a goal that can be challenged. Thinking of the countless works in the memory of dreams, John smiled. Even if he fails, his life is worth it.
Feeling the heat in his arms, John smiled. Then John opened Armani's account and privately messaged him.