Chapter 101: 101： Am I still good to players?

April 12, Tuesday.

In the studio, Xun Ze, Ding Fanxin, Chen Xueshu, and Lu Qiule are testing "Battle of Survival" online.

"Big brother is here! Go back! Don't be smashed to death by it." Chen Xueshu stepped back while rushing the rage, and did not forget to notify the other teammates.

"Focus on the fire and it will die, back off!" Ding Fanxin also held the spear, and didn't think he would be able to stop the raging man.

Suddenly, a red light flashed on his screen, which was the signal that he was being attacked, but he had just cleaned up all the zombies around him, it was impossible to be scratched by the zombies, it could only be the black gun from his teammates. .

"Gan! Who is plotting against me!" Ding Fanxin shouted excitedly in the voice of the team.

"I did." Xun Ze replied calmly.

"Oh... it's Brother Xun, you beat him! That's all right." Ding Fanxin, who was still full of unhappiness at first, immediately restrained all his emotions, and said decisively.

"Tsk! How cowardly." Mo Danqing, who was watching the battle, said with a smile.

"I'm not calling it a coward, I'm calling someone who knows current affairs to be a hero, okay?" Ding Fanxin said stubbornly.

Then he was shot by Xun Ze again, and his health had dropped to a dangerous level.

"Brother Xun, why did you hit me again?"

Ding Fanxin wanted to cry but had no tears, what could he do? Xun Ze was the boss, and he couldn't scold him, otherwise he might get fired because his left foot advanced in the studio when he went to work tomorrow.

"Oh. It's nothing, just test your friend's injury. So far, there is no problem. I'll give you a bottle of medicine. After the medicine, your blood level will be safe, so I can continue the test." Xun Ze replied.

"Okay... Brother Xun." Ding Fanxin's face was lifeless, why did he suddenly become a friend injury testing machine?

How could he know that he accidentally shot Xun Ze just now, but at the time the battle was fierce and no one noticed.

But Xun Ze was testing the game while watching the data in the background, so how could he let Ding Fanxin, the "two or five boy", be spared?

"Pause." Xun Ze said while pausing the game.

Ding Fanxin, who escaped for a short time, asked, "Brother Xun, is there any problem?"

"The prompt function can be added to the game. When there is a player with a black gun teammate, there will be a prompt on the left, and the player will be reminded not to do so." Xun Ze said.

"Uh... Brother Xun, there's no problem with adding hints, but is it really useful to remind players not to use black guns?" Chen Xueshu asked.

"We remind players not to use black guns as a matter of righteousness. If players want to fight teammates, it's not our problem, but the player's problem." Xun Ze explained.

"Ah this... Okay, I understand." Ding Fanxin, who was deeply troubled by the black gun, quickly wrote down this request.

"Also, at the end of each level, there will be a statistics list, so that players can see at a glance who has the most damage, who has the most healing, and who has the most black guns in this level."

"Yes. Brother Xun." Ding Fanxin felt that this function is very good, and it is clear at a glance. At that time, it will be difficult for players to blame each other. If it is a team of friends, they can use this data to tease each other, which is of great benefit to the game.

"Okay. Let's continue."

After Xun Ze finished speaking, the four of them continued to move forward. When they entered a room, an ordinary zombie hiding here slammed towards Xun Ze and was slashed to death by Xun Ze.

But instead of feeling any joy, he paused the game again.

"Brother Xun, is there any problem?" Whenever Xun Ze paused the game, Ding Fanxin felt a little bit of pressure, for fear that his program or optimization went wrong.

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"I think it's a bit of a waste to put an ordinary zombie in this room, how about we put a vomiter here?" Xun Ze asked.

"Ah, this... is not good?" Lu Qiuyue said weakly.

The room where Xun Ze is now is not very big. If a vomiter is put in, half of the room will be filled with vomitizers. If the player kills it in the room, no one will be able to escape once the vomiter explodes.

The best way to deal with it is to exit the room immediately and lead the vomit to the outside corridor and beat him to death.

But the question is how many players can have this awareness?

When entering a room and encountering a zombie head-on, the player's first reaction must be to shoot a gun or slash with a melee weapon.

"It doesn't matter, we can make this vomiter a little smaller and cause less damage, mainly to surprise the players." Xun Ze said with a smile.

"Haha! It is estimated that the players will not be surprised at that time, but will only be frightened!"

Ding Fanxin complained in his heart and said, "Okay, Brother Xun, I will put a vomit here."

"Okay..." Having said that, Xun Ze suddenly thought of something, so he didn't start the game immediately.

After waiting for a while and seeing that there was no movement, Chen Xueshu couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xun, do you have any questions?"

"I suddenly felt that it was not enough to put a vomit in the room." Xun Ze said.

"What do you mean by a little bit?" Ding Fanxin asked in shock.

Although the vomiter stuffed in is a weakened version, if the player's HP is too low, he may be knocked down or even killed in this small room.

But Xun Ze didn't say enough. Was it necessary to put a rage here to satisfy Xun Ze's bad taste?

"I think so! Not all players will be afraid of the vomit. Different players will definitely have different feelings when faced with different special feelings. Some people think it's hard to be angry, but some people think it's okay.

So I think it's better for us to be more flexible when we have a sense of setter in some places. Fanxin, you need to make one more program in the game to collect the number of times the player died in the hands of which special sense during the game.

Or in other words, in the hands of which special feeling, the player loses the most HP, and then we put the special feeling he is least good at dealing with in some surprise corners.

If it is a team, then the data of the four players should be integrated, and the rain and dew should be as much as possible. "

After listening to Xun Ze's words, the friends in the studio were stunned.

Brother Xun, please be a person! The fixed special feeling can't satisfy you, but you have to use big data to give players the special feeling they are least good at dealing with. Isn't this big data familiarity?

Before waiting for the friends to speak, Xun Ze continued: "Of course, there should not be too many surprise corners like this, otherwise it will affect the player's game experience. I think it is enough to send one or two warm-ups in a small level. How about it? ? Am I still good to players?"

"Hahaha! Of course! You are the best player in the studio!" Ding Fanxin took the lead in flattering.

"Yes, that's right."

"Hahaha…"

The other friends also agreed, what can they do? Can it still be said that it cannot be done?

At most, they can only let the characters add two lines such as "be careful" and "I heard a strange sound" to remind players not to be too reckless.

As for whether players can feel their reminders, it depends on the players' own perception.

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