Walk around, jump, roll around, play...

The black cat's appearance of making various actions appeared in Qin Ge's mind one by one. With the injection of logical chains of behaviors, the black cat's expression became more and more vivid.

Until a sweet prompt sound rang in my ears, "The black cat injected behavioral logic chains reached 10,000, and upgraded to gray cards."

"It's almost done." Qin Ge breathed a long sigh of relief. As soon as he was about to stand up, he felt dizzy coming like a tide. He suddenly couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground. The black cat, which was originally like a puppet, was approaching obediently and lying on his lap.

"The mental overdrawn is too much." Qin Ge rubbed his eyebrows hard, his face pale. Unexpectedly, just visualizing a cat, he could not even support his mental strength as S.

No wonder those medium and large games all require a team to complete. If they are made by a single player, they will probably be mentally ill and cannot even make it.

Next is to design the story and the identity of the player. The essence of horror games is to make players have no ability to fight back against monsters, otherwise the terrifying ones will become players.

But it is very difficult to grasp to give them some survival ability.

Qin Ge lay on the ground and didn't know how long he had rested. He stood up after he was a little better and visualized the things and scare points that should be prompted for the players. The dizziness came again, and he stopped visualizing, "Okay, there are only some details."

His eyes looked out the window. The sunlight had not changed. The branches and leaves of the trees in the yard were hanging there quietly. So the sun and the moon floated, the light and dark alternated, the wind blew, the grass was moving, and the fallen leaves were floating...

"Done." Qin Ge clapped his hands, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and called Xinghai System in his mind, "Save and upload."

"Congratulations to the dreammaker Coke Sugar Adder for successfully creating the first dream. I sincerely wish your dream stars will last forever and become the palace!"

"Please name, price your dream game, select the uploaded category, and add tags."

"Please note that if the wrong classification is uploaded, it may be removed from the shelves by the administrator. The right tag can bring you a player you really like."

By the way, no name has been named yet.

Qin Ge scratched the back of his head and smiled and said, "It's called "Urban Strange Talk-Sadako". It is uploaded to the Horror Dream Classification, with tags plus horror, plot, excitement, priced at 108."

"The current average price of small horror dreams is 48 yuan. Your current price is too high and may not attract interested players. It is recommended to adjust it to 38 yuan."

"Just 108." Qin Ge rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He naturally understood this truth, but the system stipulated that there was no way.

If there is no such a rigid rule, he plans to give it for free, and use this game to gain popularity and score points to prepare for future development.

"Price 108 has been confirmed, upload is completed."

Qin Ge couldn't wait to open the Dream Game Library, and a translucent light curtain appeared in front of him. What was shown in front of him were horror games such as "The Bathroom is Spirited", "School Rules" and other horror games that were praised and placed on the recommended position by the administrator.

A new artificial dreamer like Qin Ge will naturally not recommend a valuable resource like a recommendation for him. If the subsequent game is widely praised and attracted the attention of the administrator, it will be possible to occupy a place on it.

As for now, he can only open the latest update obediently. His newly uploaded game is like a drop of water dripping into the sea without causing any turmoil. He was washed to the second page without causing any turmoil.

"It's okay, let the bullets fly for a while, and the wine is not afraid of the deep alley." Qin Ge has absolute confidence in his game, but there seems to be no other way except to comfort himself like this.

"Someone outside is knocking on the door. Have you chosen to leave the Star Sea?"

"Yes." Qin Ge's eyes turned dark. When he took off his helmet, the moon was already on the branches outside the window, and he had unknowingly spent seven or eight hours in the sea of ​​stars.

Bang bang bang, the knock on the door continued.

"Here you." Qin Ge yawned, and as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, as if he was a hangover, and he couldn't help but bare his teeth and said, "Is this the price of mental overdrawing?"

"What did you do in the room for so long? I didn't hear you when I asked you to eat several times..." Outside the door was a cute girl with short hair with her ears, with a little baby fat on her face, and two little tiger teeth were exposed as she spoke, "Are you okay? Why are you so pale?"

This is another tenant of Qin Ge, Bai Lu, and also a classmate.

"Is your face very pale?" Qin Ge took out his phone and found that it was indeed a bit too pale and looked sick. He could only say helplessly: "I just created a dream game and my mental overdrawn sequelae."

"Have you heard from Li Zi say that the dream is ready?" Bai Lu seemed to be a box of words. Barabala kept saying: "You must pay attention to time when doing dream games. We have been full for a long time. We are so fascinated by it. It is not 18+ dreams, right?"

Listening to her nagging, Qin Ge felt his head dizzy and almost fell to the ground with a staggering stumble. Fortunately, Bai Lu's eyes quickly supported him.

"Is it really okay?"

"I just feel a little dizzy, help me." Qin Ge rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly. It seems that you need to restrain yourself from creating dreams in the future. No wonder he often sees dream makers who have become vegetative or sent to a mental hospital because of creating dreams.

Bai Lu also put Qin Ge's arm on his thin shoulders without any hesitation, supported him and walked downstairs, teasing: "Isn't it really 18+ so fascinated, right?"

"It's 18+, but..." Qin Ge just answered halfway, and heard Jiang Li's voice with concern sound in surprise.

"Why are your face so ugly?"

"He overdrawed his dream game in 18+." Bai Lu answered first.

Jiang Li opened her mouth slightly and suddenly realized, "I understand, pay attention to my health."

"I understand you!" Qin Ge couldn't hit Jiang Li, so he could only give Bai Lu a dunk on the forehead and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm doing a horror game, and the horror game is also 18+, and the overdrawn mental power!"

Bai Lu covered her forehead that was knocked red and said aggrievedly: "You actually do a horror game. Don't you know the current situation of the horror game?"

"Of course I know." Qin Ge naturally did a detailed investigation if he wanted to get involved in this industry. As soon as he sat on the table, Jiang Li brought the reheated food.

A bowl of crystal clear white rice exudes an attractive fragrance, exuding a rosy cola chicken wings, and vinegar and cabbage. After she put it in, she went into the kitchen and didn't know what she was busy with.

"Can you help me get a bottle of Pepsi? Don't have sugar-free?" Qin Ge originally wanted to do it himself, but the dizziness in his brain made him unable to get up easily.

"Drinking too much sugar-containing cola can easily lead to obesity." A light answer came from the kitchen.

"The sugar-free Coke is equivalent to Yui Aragaki refusing to be my wife. Her life is incomplete." Qin Ge disdains Sugar-free Coke. Can sugar-free Coke still be called Coke?
Chapter completed!