I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!-Chapter 69 - 42 Mr. Ke is my arch-enemy_2
Chapter 69 -42: Mr. Ke is my arch-enemy!_2
Chapter 69 -42: Mr. Ke is my arch-enemy!_2
After all, “Urban Skyline” wasn’t in complete violation of regulations; it simply exploited a loophole, and its influence in mainstream gaming wasn’t significant.
The top domestic games by revenue weren’t affected in the slightest.
Even if there were to be a legal amendment, it would definitely only be considered after its impact escalated, with numerous manufacturers following suit leading to the collapse of the gaming market’s economy, prompting upper management to take notice.
“So we need to shift our approach,”
Quickly, Yu Xiao came up with a killer strategy!
The game itself!
The gameplay itself had major issues!
Just look at what “Urban Skyline” players are discussing online now:
‘Is there a bro who can calculate how much electricity a dead citizen can generate for the city on average?’
‘Through my rigorous calculations, having 8 toll booths on a section of road about 100 meters long is most rational; it perfectly caps the citizens’ tolerance threshold.’
‘Guide: When the population growth is severely skewed toward the elderly, consider unleashing a tsunami to collect a wave of deaths. This allows a massive influx of population while keeping the buildings intact. Proven to be very effective.’
‘I don’t have friends in real life, and I can’t just go and see the big world as others say, so I spend my time off work watching the city I’ve built in the game, watching the busy citizens and all sorts of scenery…’ No, no, this won’t do; this doesn’t count.
In short, it’s a complete obliteration of values!
I just need to collect these comments from the netizens and send them to the director of the Game Supervisory Bureau along with the game installation package.
Let the director see these jaw-dropping comments for himself.
How could the game possibly survive this?
“I’m seriously a genius,” Yu Xiao thought as he eagerly began to make arrangements.
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Chang Detai, as the deputy director of the Game Supervisory Bureau,
spent most of his workdays slacking off.
Either he’d play chess online with netizens on his computer or listen to some music, counting down to the end of the shift.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to take responsibility.
Mainly, it was because his position was somewhat awkward.
Put nicely, deputy director of the Supervisory Bureau.
It sounded like a dignified official rank, commanding respect.
But less flatteringly,
deputy director of the Game Supervisory Bureau.
Adding the word ‘game’ made the position seem less serious instantly.
It’s mainly because the gaming industry, as a derivative branch of the arts and culture sector, is also the lowest-ranked among all art forms.
The happiness it brings is virtual, a kind of spiritual pleasure.
In a materialistic worldview, no country is likely to elevate gaming to a very high status.
If not for the abnormal and rapid evolution of the gaming industry over the past twenty years, leading to the formation of a massive GDP industry chain that required regulation,
Chang Detai estimated that his department might not even exist and would most likely be handled by a higher authority, the Huaxia Broadcasting General Bureau.
Even now that the department existed, its regulatory scope was limited.
For game companies that went too far and had an extremely negative impact on society, the China Broadcasting Bureau would step in directly.
For those companies not as egregious, skirting on the edge of gaming laws, he had no jurisdiction over them.
In the end, what could be done was limited to checking if the gaming companies’ tax reports were compliant.
And perhaps issuing warnings to certain game manufacturers who were looking to test the boundaries.
After that, he could relax.
Today was another day Chang Detai planned to sail through until quitting time.
But then he suddenly received a whistleblower email.
Moreover, it bypassed the dedicated screening personnel of the regulatory department and was sent directly to his inbox.
It seemed to be not from those trivial players but from an industry insider with some clout.
He glanced over the email casually.
Chang Detai’s expression immediately became grave.
If the content of the email was true,
then this game called “Urban Skyline” deserved to be taken down and permanently banned.
However, adhering to the principle of seeking truth from facts,
Chang Detai decided to play the game first before making any evaluations.
After all, he was well aware of the intense competition in the gaming industry; sometimes, there were malicious reports, and he had handled such cases before.
He would quickly go through the game process to see if it was indeed as serious as the complaint email described.
Then he began from three in the afternoon…
Playing through…
Four o’clock, five o’clock, six o’clock, seven o’clock, eight o’clock.
Until his wife called at nine in the evening, wondering why he hadn’t come home yet.
It was then that Chang Detai snapped out of his trance, his pupils still trembling as he stared at the computer screen.
This game…
Was too damn fun!
Utterly captivating!
As a fairly young deputy director, Chang Detai, at just over forty, had been young once too, twenty years ago during his university days when gaming was already popular, and he too had played many games.
But he could honestly say, hand over heart, that he had never played a game that was so addictive!
It was fundamentally different from those popular games that made you spend money to buy stats and skins!
He spent the entire afternoon planning, building, upgrading, and planning some more.
Watching his city grow step by step from a tiny village into something substantial was indescribably satisfying.
And after playing for several hours straight,
Chang Detai didn’t perceive anything that shattered his values.
This game…
Was clearly a positive and uplifting game, promoting positivity!
