Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 184 : Our Shared Game

Xifeng blinked and didn't choose to verbally attack Bei Yaoyue like before.

Bei Yaoyue had drawn her a big pie—the kind that could choke you to death with one bite—but because this pie looked so beautiful, Xifeng couldn't help but want to taste it.

"Are you really serious?" Xifeng, lying on Bei Yaoyue's lap, turned her gaze upward, looking deeply into the eyes of Bei Yaoyue who was looking down. "Look into my eyes and tell me."

"Yes." Bei Yaoyue nodded heavily. Her delicate eyebrows now had a surprisingly resolute quality, and her rippling eyes showed amazing determination, directly attracting Xifeng who was looking into those brilliant and strong beautiful eyes.

This scene made Xifeng certain that Bei Yaoyue had really made this decision after deep consideration, not just a spur-of-the-moment remark.

Bei Yaoyue was undoubtedly a drawing genius, but to be so accomplished at such a young age, just being able to draw wasn't enough. Obviously, she had also inherited Bei Yaoluo's excellent business mind. Xifeng felt perhaps she should give Bei Yaoyue enough trust.

After all, taking ten thousand steps back, the money was Bei Yaoyue's money. Her opinion actually couldn't have any real impact on Bei Yaoyue. The fact that Bei Yaoyue was willing to discuss this matter with her instead of making the decision directly already showed her position in Bei Yaoyue's heart. Since that was the case... what was there left to hesitate about?

They say behind every successful man is a woman who silently contributes. Xifeng felt it was time for her to become Bei Yaoyue's strongest support.

Ah wait, behind every successful woman is a man who silently contributes. Yes, that's right.

"Alright, I support you." Xifeng smiled brilliantly like a peach blossom. "I believe you will definitely succeed."

"Mm." Bei Yaoyue also smiled happily and hugged the person in her arms tighter. "After we go back tomorrow, I'll start working on it. I have an entire summer vacation to plan this."

Rubbing against Bei Yaoyue's stomach like a docile kitten, Xifeng asked a question she had to care about: "Do you have enough funding?"

Bei Yaoyue had mentioned before that she had a personal fund of up to five million. This wasn't a small number for ordinary people, but if it was used as startup capital for making a game... it was far from enough.

A AAA-level product often costs hundreds of millions to develop. Take the globally popular "GTA V" that had been popular for years—its development cost was as high as 200 million US dollars, about 1.3 billion RMB. Compared to that, five million seemed like a drop in the bucket.

Taking a step back, making some lower-quality games would still cost tens of millions. For example, the famous domestic game "Gujian Qitan 3" had a development cost of around 40 million.

And Bei Yaoyue's target was to make an online game, which would undoubtedly cost even more than single-player games.

"I can borrow from Dad."

"..." Xifeng was momentarily speechless. "Have you discussed this with Dad?"

"No." Bei Yaoyue shook her head lightly, but her expression was very optimistic. "I've never mentioned it to him before, but I believe he will definitely support me."

Bei Yaoluo deeply loved his daughter—this was beyond doubt. If you asked what Bei Yaoluo lacked least, it would definitely be money. Given Bei Yaoluo's daughter-complex level, even if you asked him to immediately hand over all his companies to Bei Yaoyue, he absolutely wouldn't frown.

"..."

What else could Xifeng say? She was now nothing but sour. In this age of relying on parents, having a father like Bei Yaoluo was completely enough to make someone turn into a lemon spirit.

Lemon sour, I'm eating lemons.

"Do you have any specific ideas about this game?" Xifeng asked. Even if specific details could be left to future planners, artists, and writers they hired, at minimum, Bei Yaoyue needed to have a general idea rather than bumbling around like a headless fly.

"For example, what is this game's worldview like? What kind of story does it tell? What drives players to keep playing? Where are the monetization points?..."

Xifeng asked a series of more than ten questions. These were all things that had to be considered when making games, but she believed Bei Yaoyue probably hadn't thought about them.

Although Xifeng had never made games, she had at least once been a software engineer. Every time she had to make software according to client requirements, the first thing to do was write requirement analysis and build UML models. Although it wasn't completely identical to making games, it was very similar overall, both serving the same purpose—figuring out exactly what this software should be like.

Just like when a construction team builds a house, the first thing is to figure out how big and tall the house should be and what functions it should have, so they can build the foundation accordingly. Otherwise, if they build the house and find it doesn't meet requirements, and even the foundation needs to be completely torn down, the cost would be too great.

Therefore, what every software engineer hated most was when clients changed requirements. One bad requirement change could make half a month's work by the entire project team worthless, forcing them to start over from scratch.

If Bei Yaoyue didn't want to waste unnecessary money and development cycles in the future, the first thing she had to do was set down this game's general framework.

"I don't know." Bei Yaoyue said very honestly, completely meeting Xifeng's expectations.

After all, Bei Yaoyue was someone who didn't play games. She could be said to understand none of these things completely, and she didn't have Xifeng's experience of developing software.

"Sigh..." For a moment, Xifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, not knowing what to say about Bei Yaoyue.

Although she very much wanted to give Bei Yaoyue enough trust and support, with Bei Yaoyue being like this... how could she possibly feel at ease!

Seeing Xifeng's expression of wanting to cry but having no tears, full of worry, Bei Yaoyue smiled faintly, reached out to gently pat her cheek, and said softly: "Although I don't know, don't I have you?"

"...?" Xifeng showed a confused expression.

"Although I'm funding the game, but... this is your game too." Bei Yaoyue smiled even more brilliantly. "This belongs to both of us—our shared game."

"..." Xifeng was momentarily speechless. According to Bei Yaoyue's meaning, she planned to give half of her share of ownership in this game to her in the future.

Xifeng couldn't even imagine what a terrifying amount of wealth this would be. Perhaps... at least tens of millions.

"I really don't understand games as well as you do, so wouldn't it be more suitable for you to do it?" Bei Yaoyue said with a smile.