Game Making: The Latest Chapter Begins With Healing the Player

'2333333, Brother Sun's breathing is a little difficult. ’

‘Haha, don’t talk about it, Brother Sun is in trouble. ’

'Horror games are as easy as breathing for me'

'Hahaha, hurry up and get someone to bring up brother's ventilator, brother has difficulty breathing! ’

‘Brother, don’t panic, if there is any difficulty, let’s stop broadcasting, we know yours. ’

‘What do you know, big brother is doing live broadcast effects! ’

Even though it's a horror game, even though it's only been a few minutes since it started.

But the barrage in the live broadcast room seems to be New Year's Eve.

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Sun Yixie also felt a little embarrassed at this time.

This game is completely different from the horror game he understands!

This atmosphere, this picture, the sense of immersion brought by it is not too strong.

It even gave him the feeling that it was no weaker than VR games.

Mainly because of the nature of horror games.

From a psychological point of view, when players stay focused on a game, they can get a super high sense of immersion.

The rest of the game, basically through the story, as well as music, etc., let the player slowly immerse in it.

But horror games are different.

Players know very well that they will be frightened in this kind of game, but they don't know where to get fright.

Combined with the atmosphere of the music and the scene, it is natural for players to keep paying attention to the game.

Similarly, this kind of game also occurs in FPS games.

So this is why, in this type of game, players feel very tired after playing all the time.

Because these games require a high degree of concentration of the player's attention.

Look at the screen in the game, and then look at the barrage next to it.

Sun Yixie slowly moved the chair back, then pulled the mouse and keyboard away, and placed it on a small stool beside his knees.

Try to relax a little by trying to get a distance.

Of course, the effect of this is the yin and yang of the barrage in the live broadcast room.

It's also a little inconvenient to play with yourself.

The more important point is that Sun Yixie found that this did not bring any changes to himself at all.

On the contrary, because of the distance, it gave him the illusion that there were people beside him and behind him.

Drilled through a gap in the wall, climbed into the ventilation duct, and glanced at the bullet screen on the secondary screen next to it, and it was really uncomfortable to play.

Sun Yixie looked around the room subconsciously, and his voice became louder, trying to strengthen himself.

"You're a chicken! What's there to be afraid of? I rely on it!"

"Cut! Panic with a hammer!"

"Is panic useful?"

"You're a chicken, why don't you have to go step by step?"

"What's the use of panic?"

"I'm not afraid at all!"

After getting out of the ventilation duct, looking at the blood-stained walls around, Sun Yixie swallowed his saliva without a trace.

At this time, he had already controlled the characters in the game to come to a false door, and he pushed open the door unsuspecting.

The next moment, the music in the game became sharp and rapid, and at the same time, a hanging corpse behind the door was suddenly thrown towards the protagonist in the game.

Instantly fills the entire game screen.

The protagonist in the game, along with Sun Yixie outside the game, let out a shrill cry together.

"Ahhhh!"

Sudden stimulation, Sun Yixie scored twice and repeated the previous masking operation.

Panting heavily, Sun Yixie could clearly feel the beating of his heart.

Puff, puff, strong and powerful.

This is all frightened by the scene just now.

"A chicken, a chicken! It's fine if I shout, what are you shouting!" Sun Yixie listened to the protagonist's panting from the earphones and tried to change the subject.

Maybe no one will believe it. He just called it out. Except for the sudden shock of opening the door to kill, the most important point is that the protagonist in the game speaks first.

He was startled, and when he heard the protagonist speak in the game, he couldn't help but subconsciously followed.

The calf, which was invisible to the camera, was swaying a little under the table, and Sun Yixie only felt that the clothes behind him were soaked by the cold sweat that had just come out.

Touching his chest with one hand, Sun Yixie took two slow and deep breaths.

Looking at the game screen, he hesitated for a while, and he stood up in the camera, then lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a little, and took a down jacket with a hat from the cabinet next to him.

"Brothers, the temperature of the air conditioner is too low and it's a little cold. I'll go put on some clothes." As he spoke, Sun Yixie put on a down jacket, then put on a hat and put the headphones over his ears through the hat.

Seeing Sun Yixie's actions, the audience in the live broadcast room naturally brushed up the barrage.

'? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ’

‘Brother Sun is awesome. Brother Sun is wearing a hat just because his head is cold, not afraid. ’

‘That is, horror games are like breathing to Brother Sun, will Brother Sun be afraid? ’

‘Don’t panic, Brother Sun, we know you’re not afraid. ’

Watching the barrage that began to turn into yin and yang in the live broadcast room, Sun Yixie was in a hurry but could not find any reason to refute.

Armed, Sun Yixie replaced a battery for the dead camera and continued to explore.

When I walked into the house, I saw all the broken and smashed furniture, blood on the ground and walls, and unidentified corpses in the cabinets on the ground, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and the heads of these corpses were all missing And flew.

In the night vision mode, a pale green screen is displayed, which adds a bit of horror to the atmosphere of the whole game.

At least the corpses and stumps on the ground, he didn't dare to even look at them.

'quick! ’

Just when Sun Yixie came to the middle of the room, suddenly one of the 'corpses' spoke.

In the camera, Sun Yixie shivered in fright. The original squinting became the boss, but this time he didn't shout.

"You're a chicken! People will be frightened to death!"

Looking at the voice, I saw that the man who was talking was a man who was inserted into the steel bar, just like Chuanchuan.

'Quick... quick... run! ’

'Those people killed us...all of us...before they found you...quick...'

'Get out of this... this building...'

After he finished speaking, the dying man was silent. Obviously, this man was a communicator in the game, and there was no need to live after the lines were spoken.

But at this time, Sun Yixie had no idea of ​​exploring the secrets of the Jushan Mental Hospital.

He only had one thought, and that was to run!

Because the scene and atmosphere are too depressing.

Everything was weird and uneasy.

Why is he playing this game, why is he exploring this mental hospital!

"Fuck, let me go! Let me go!"

With the night vision function of the camera, Sun Yixie left the depressing little dark room and came to a corridor with relatively abundant light.

But what he didn't notice was that when he reached the promenade, a dark shadow flashed past the door next to him.