Chapter 962: Chapter 526: The Era of National Gaming_2 Chapter 962: Chapter 526: The Era of National Gaming_2 Raising his hand to calm them down, Tang Mo said, “Actually, Rock Paper Scissors can be pretty fun with some variations.”

“How could that be? Rock Paper Scissors is just a piece of historical rubbish that should be discarded. Let’s establish the Hide-and-Seek Divinity together and glorify the art of hide-and-seek.”

“You guys are really too extreme. Come here, I’ll teach you how to play Rock Paper Scissors with ten gestures.”

Upon learning that Rock Paper Scissors could have more than ten gestures, the three Photonic People discovered that it could be even more fun.

Once they understood that Rock Paper Scissors could incorporate various rewards and penalties, they enjoyed themselves even more.

Upon realizing that Rock Paper Scissors could even include health bars, combinations, different strategies, and some tricks, their life perspectives and values underwent a huge impact.

After spending half an hour playing an extremely complex game of Rock Paper Scissors, where they even used a scorecard to tally the results, their look towards Tang Mo shifted from respect to worship.

“Lord Tang Mo, today’s experience will be firmly written into my core logic, never to be forgotten for a lifetime.”

“Me too. This is the first day I’ve seen a miracle.”

“If this is what games are, then what exactly were we playing before?”

Watching the three Photonic People begin to sob, Tang Mo felt these three NPCs were really too extreme.

However, the next day, he found that these three Photonic People had shown some restraint.

The next day, as soon as he entered the game, he noticed something strange about his mansion.

These Photonic People showed restraint by not entering his mansion, but they built a church outside his mansion and placed a statue of him inside, with his portrait and candles in front to show respect.

But no matter how Tang Mo looked at it, it all seemed like offering incense.

The three Photonic People who had visited him the day before had now been elevated to bishops. Cloaked in robes emblazoned with game controllers, they solemnly said in the church, “God says, hide-and-seek is more fun with at least two people.”

In front of him, the town’s residents gathered and echoed, “Hide-and-seek is more fun with at least two people.”

“God says, Rock Paper Scissors can have more than three gestures.”

“Rock Paper Scissors can have more than three gestures!”

“Daily game time should not be too long, no more than three hours.”

“No more than three hours!”

Watching this bizarre scene, Tang Mo was stunned.

After a long time, he couldn’t help but say, “What are you doing outside my doorstep?”

Seeing Tang Mo emerge, the three bishops excitedly said, “The God of Games is here! He has brought down a new oracle! What are we doing? We are praying for you.”

“For you, we pray!”

“… Please leave.”

It took a huge effort to send these fanatics away, but Tang Mo realized his troubles weren’t over.

Although he made it clear that he disliked these rituals, the town’s residents expressed understanding and respect.

But even if they no longer gathered to worship him together, they still worshipped Tang Mo in their own way.

Places Tang Mo had passed through became relics, shops he had visited became sacred places, coffee he had drunk turned into a new beverage, and meals he had eaten became a holy meal.

What Tang Mo found unbearable was that every word he had spoken was recorded and turned into the so-called Holy Scripture Record for everyone to read.

Tortured beyond endurance, Tang Mo could only find the three Photonic People and earnestly said, “I’ll say it again, I’m just a novelist, I know nothing about games, there’s no need for this.”

But after saying this, Tang Mo found that their worship of him had risen to a new level.

“So great, yet so humble, you’re truly amazing,” the three Photonic People said with tears in their eyes.

“Such an incredible person like you must participate in the grand game competition! Your glory must be known by all.”

Holding his head, Tang Mo realized there was no reasoning with them.

Finally, he gave up and said, “Fine, let’s participate. I want to see what kind of game we can come up with.”

“Your meaning is that you want to perform miracles, and we’re all part of the miracles? I never thought that in my lifetime I would be involved in such a grand project, I’m truly honored.”

“You can do whatever you want.”

At that point, Tang Mo had completely given up.

Whatever will be, will be.

Let’s see what kind of thing we’ll end up making.

Tang Mo had thought this would be a very troublesome job.

After all, he only had a vague understanding of game development, clueless about planning, art design, programming, testing, UI, he couldn’t even make a decent PPT.

Apart from the script, he could hardly contribute anything.

The things he himself didn’t understand he was now supposed to have NPCs create; just thinking about it he felt this was not an ordinary job.

But what surprised Tang Mo was that the Photonic People had actually done quite well.

The essence of this place was a virtual world, and the Photonic People’s understanding of this world far surpassed Tang Mo’s.

And Photonic People were also made of photons; they could switch their forms to particles and use a special programming language to implement the functions Tang Mo needed.

Although they didn’t understand the craftsmanship of games, they were able to perfectly realize Tang Mo’s ideas, even if the ideas were very vague, they could come up with multiple plans based on vague hints for Tang Mo to choose from.

What was more horrifying was that there were so many of them.

Just a small town had hundreds of thousands of Photonic People, and knowing that Tang Mo was preparing a game, all of them mobilized, joining with the spirit of pilgrims, becoming Tang Mo’s subordinates.

They actively realized the functions Tang Mo wanted, putting in 120% of their passion into this project, their collective output was almost measured in minutes, and soon a large amount of content appeared before Tang Mo.

And the quality was quite high.

Although there were some bugs, but before nuclear weapons everyone was equal, bugs were no exception, they could just be bombed with nukes when the time came.

On the first day, Tang Mo made edits to a short story he wrote as a script, the second day character designs and actions were ready, the third day brought the animations and monsters, and by the fourth day the voiceovers were complete.

By the seventh day, a standard RPG was completed!

This RPG appeared in reality in the form of projections, where players could control a hero to battle monsters, level up, and eventually defeat the Demon King.

The whole process was simple, but the art was exquisite, the animation was superb, aside from the gameplay which was somewhat mediocre, everything else was quite good.

And because Tang Mo came from a novel-writing background, the script had continuous twists, the plot was engaging and moving, with plenty of touching scenes.

Bewildered as he watched others play this game, Tang Mo’s eyes moistened.

He hadn’t expected that he, a person who knew nothing about games, would also have the day to independently finish making a game.

And the surrounding Photonic People were crying uncontrollably, the touching plot, combined with interaction and time spent, gave a new flavor, making them experience the charm of games once again.

“The moving plot, the miraculous gameplay, I’m so glad I could live to see this day.”

“I never imagined that games could be made to this extent. I can live now just for making this game.”

“Just thinking that the leaves on the tree at the entrance of the castle in the game were drawn by me makes me feel cleansed. God, being able to join this project is really great.”

Watching the excited crowd, Tang Mo wiped away his tears, still feeling they were a bit exaggerated.

Moved, Tang Mo looked at his own game and fell into deep thought.

The gaming industry was about to change.

As a result of “Stellar Nebula,” the production cost of games would be pushed to an unimaginably low level.

Although Tang Mo had always known Fang Cheng Studio’s AI was powerful, the fact that it could help people make games still deeply shocked him.

And if Fang Cheng Studio only symbolically charged a little fee, and players could take games from here, maybe many major game developers would face a wave of closures, and the gameplayiveness of games would become the new mainstream.

The era of gaming for everyone, might really be coming.