Infrastructure starts from the game

However, the magic core is just a windfall, and the immediate priority is to increase the number of game tables.

There is only one game table in the whole workshop, which is not very decent no matter how you look at it.

What's more, the cost of the game table is not high.

After all, the game was designed by Angel, the core runes were written by Angel, and the cores used were also discarded cores in the warehouse. The only place to spend money was the table-the alchemy workshop could have made it by itself, but Ann Geer was not good at manual work, so he had to hand it over to the prop shop.

Early the next morning, Angel went to the item store to place an order.

He asked for ten tables in one go, ready to clean up all the money he earned yesterday.

"Hmph, what will you do if there are no guests today?" Mithril said in a sinister manner, but did not stop her.

Angel could tell that this cat just likes to argue.

I don't know if the workshop had added too much "sweet essence" when making this cat, so that every word the black cat said was contradictory.

As the owner of this cat, sometimes I feel troubled, but when facing outsiders with this savage attribute, it is very comfortable.

In the item shop, the black cat wagged its tail unhappily, and yelled at the owner of the item shop:

"Don't talk about the previous friendship, this table is already our second order, can't we get a discount?"

This prop shop is also old antiques.

In the age of magic, when adventurers go out to explore, they must go to the item store to replenish alchemy potions as soon as possible.

Therefore, this store has been dealing with the magic gear workshop since the magic age.

The current owner of the prop shop is an old man who is very familiar with the cat's character, so he just smiled and said, "You guys seldom had discounts back then! What's more, the custom-made table now requires magic materials and special spells. Structure, you can’t make it without some magic equipment manufacturing skills, I’m not boasting, even in the whole of Cecilia, only our shop has this craftsmanship!”

"That's too expensive, besides, your speed is too slow, we are still in a hurry to use it!"

"No way, we are a small handicraft workshop. If you want to be fast, you can go to the factory. The speed is fast enough, hundreds of sheets a day, I don't know if it can be used."

"Hmph, it doesn't have to be just you, our workshop already has a universal alchemy furnace—"

After some haggling, although the owner of the prop shop insisted that the price of four silver per table remained unchanged, seeing that ten tables is indeed a big order for a small shop, and Angel promised that there would be more orders, the prop shop The store said that if you buy ten, you can get one free table, and these tables will be shipped in five batches and delivered within two weeks.

Angel did the math, so there was enough room for the deposit and enough time to make up the money.

And two weeks later, there are twelve game tables in the workshop... no, arcade machines, enough to handle the customer flow in the store.

"But why does everyone call it a game table!" Angel couldn't help complaining.

He was taken astray.

"I think the name Gaming Table is more appropriate," Mithril said, "Although I don't know where you copied the original name, fundamentally, what you made is not a machine, right?"

That's right.

The circuit board has been replaced with a rune core, without any mechanical components, and the outer box has also been replaced with a table shape, so it is difficult for other traversers to recognize that this thing is an arcade machine.

Angel didn't insist, and just sighed: "Okay! The game table is the game table!"

Enlis, the instigator, didn't know about Angel's entanglement.

After she heard about the order, she sighed in dissatisfaction: "There must be twelve game tables in the store!"

The well-behaved little Enlis is different from the fine cat. Enlis is not questioning Angel's decision, but worried about Angel's body.

——The table can be customized, but the rune core inside must be written by Angor.

Enliss looked at the dark circles under Angel's eyes worriedly: "It takes a week to get the rune core of a game table, is Mr. Angel going to spend twelve days without eating or sleeping like last week?" Zhou...will die!" At last, her voice trailed off, and the corners of her eyes were also red.

"I don't think I don't eat, right? It's not that exaggerated." Angel couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this. "It only took so much time to design the game at the beginning. Now that the rune core has been designed, I just need to 'copy' it once." Enough."

However, this is indeed a "disadvantage" of the rune core.

If it is a real arcade machine, after Angel has written the program, the next game substrate can be mass-produced. As long as the principal is sufficient, he can sell it all over the continent, not to mention a mere city of Cecilia.

But runes are not words.

It is actually the trace left by the operation of magic, so each rune must be written one by one with magic power, it cannot be copied and printed, and it will be destroyed when the magic power is exhausted, which is quite time-consuming to produce.

Angel said that it would be enough to just "copy", but this kind of "copying" would take a whole day.

At this speed, of course, there is no time to develop new games.

"So you're going to make a reindeer jumping in the hall?" Mithril looked like he wanted to raise the bar again, "You know, meditation is the easiest thing to get tired of, don't think that a successful package can be done once and for all! "

"Of course not." Angel said.

There is only one game in a store, that is too lonely, isn't it?

But it is a very serious problem to have a new game and no time.

Fortunately, Angel had already planned: "I just need to change the skin of the game."

"Change skin?" Mithril and Enlis said in unison.

They also thought of bloody reindeer hide.

"How do I change it?" Enliss asked in a low voice, with a bit of unbearable expression on her face.

"How do I change it?" Mithril's strange-colored pupils turned into vertical pupils, which looked quite evil.

Angel gave these two a strange look, not understanding why they had such a big reaction.

Is it because you hate changing skins?

In his previous life, the reputation of this game was indeed not very good.

This type of game is a copy of a popular game, the core gameplay remains the same, just find another artist, change the style of painting, and change some details, it will be regarded as a new game on the market.

But if you want to stay in the game industry, which game company has not produced a few dark history of skin-changing games?

Even the well-known Nintendo, the first game they produced when they entered the game industry was to reskin (plagiarize) the popular game "Space Invaders" at that time (although Nintendo died miserably that time, in order not to waste That batch of unsold game substrates made the big-selling game "Donkey Kong", in which Ma Xao made his debut as the protagonist for the first time).

However, you can't change the skin randomly.

Players are not fools, and the same skin-changing game will only bore them.

What's more, the gameplay of "Reindeer Picking the Stars" itself is very simple, and the exquisite graphics are the biggest feature. After that, the skin-changing game can't be made too rough, so as to ruin the reputation.

Regarding this point, Angor had already planned.

"I'm not going to make a hard copy," Angor said, "I'm going to make these games into a four-season series, of which "Reindeer Picking the Stars" is winter, and then make spring, summer, and autumn themes."

Seeing that the cat and loli in front of him still looked confused, he sighed and snapped his fingers.

With the snap of fingers, a stack of sketches landed on the table in front of Angel.

"This is a concept map I made." Angel said.

Enlis carefully took the drawing from Angel, and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful!"

The concept map is drawn with gouache:

Spring is green, and emerald birds fly across the field, chasing the notes played by bards;

Summer is red, and the red fire dragon falls into the volcano to capture the fire magic crystal hidden in Mars;

Autumn is golden, and the yellow squirrel is busy in the woods, collecting all the fruit he can find;

Winter is white, and snow-colored deer are jumping in the forest, picking up the ice crystal stars falling from the sky.

"When did you learn this?" Mithril asked in surprise after looking at the concept map.

"I've been studying for a long time." Angel said indifferently.

He learned it in his previous life.

To be precise, Angel was originally from original painting in his previous life, but later he couldn't think about making his own game. In order to accumulate experience, he switched to planning, and then started 007's social animal career, until his sudden death.

Mithril didn't know about Angor's experience, it thought that Angor learned it in the Mage Tower.

——Some mages will teach their apprentices to learn painting, but most of them are used to draw magic circles, and the mainstream of illusionists to create illusion effects is the more realistic and powerful, mainly simulating real objects, and rarely study painting.

Although Mithril thought the style of the beautiful girl and reindeer on the game table was a bit strange, he thought it was Angor who simplified it due to time constraints, but he didn't expect that it was an illusion created by painting.

Enlis asked curiously, "Are they also bouncing around like little reindeer?"

"Different animals have different characteristics."

Angor clicked on the concept map.

Immediately, the small animals in the picture "live" on the drawing.

The little bird pecked its wings, and the little Charmander looked around blankly. He raised his short legs and wanted to run, but he tripped over his round belly and spit out a mouthful of fire. Sparks splashed to the little squirrel not far away. On the fluffy tail, the little squirrel screamed, scaring the birds and deer into the air.

"so cute!"

Enlis loves the miniature world on paper.

Angel watched the interaction of these small animals, but had a new inspiration:

"The gameplay of the original game is too bad, just let the reindeer jump around blindly;"

"You can take this opportunity to add something new;"

"For example, let Santa Claus—no, there is no Santa Claus in this world, but there is Holy Spirit Day in winter, so the Holy Spirit Fairy will be fine—the Holy Spirit Fairy will throw candy down, and the little reindeer will have different effects after receiving it;"

"The same goes for other skin-changing games;"

"Add some easter eggs that can show different seasons and the characteristics of small animals..."

It's just that if you want to update the gameplay, it will undoubtedly increase the workload.

The skin-changing game, which was originally made to save time, might extend the construction period.

But Angor couldn't think of this for the time being.

——At times like this, Angel will always selectively forget that most games are skipped like that.

Angel wrote down the ideas he had thought of temporarily in the drawing book, and was about to go upstairs.

Seeing that he was about to go to work again, Enlisi hurriedly grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Mr. Angel, you haven't eaten since you went out early in the morning, and it's almost lunch now, why don't we finish our meal first and then go back to work?" ..."

"...No, you can eat it yourself!" Angel replied, "Just leave a copy for me and leave it at the door."

In the next moment, Enlis's hands were empty, and Angel disappeared.

He teleported back to his room.

Enlis looked at Mithril aggrievedly, Mithril shook her head sadly at her:

"Give up, it's hopeless!"

There is no cure for workaholics.