novelODS Chapter 278 is a bombshell! A massive bombshell!
Chapter 278 is a bombshell! A massive bombshell!
The Chinese players, who were about to turn off the live stream and go on a rampage in the game, stopped clicking.
An American gamer in New York City, just waking up in the early morning, rubbed his eyes hard and instantly became wide awake.
In São Paulo, night owls put down their iced coffee and leaned forward unconsciously.
The afternoon in Sydney suddenly became exciting.
The darkening London evening was completely ignited by this sudden explosion.
A gamer in Paris, staring at his phone screen, crashed straight into a street lamp.
Five continents, four oceans.
At that moment, all Delta Force players around the world recognized the person on the screen—Jiang Feng, the man who gave "Fierce Attack" its name.
Big news is coming!
I'm not sleepy anymore!
Countless people began calling on their friends and acquaintances—
"Come quick! Jiang Feng unleashed his ultimate move in the official livestream!"
Yi Feng, far away in his rented room, suddenly sat up straight on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on the screen.
……
Ziying's lips twitched slightly, forcing a smile:
"Haha, Jiang Feng, you're really joking. We're here today to talk about the new season and the new skins..."
"I'm not joking."
Jiang Feng interrupted him, a half-smile on his face, standing ramrod straight:
Is this question difficult to answer?
Ziying was completely taken aback by Jiang Feng's actions during the global live broadcast, and instantly panicked, her speech becoming hesitant and stammering.
"I've been very busy with work lately, and haven't had much time..."
"Busy? Busy now, but were you always busy before?"
"Have you been busy since the Delta server launched?"
Ziying looked at Jiang Feng, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes, but in front of millions of viewers, he couldn't show it and could only force a smile:
"I've only been in charge of the beacon fire zone for a short time..."
"What about the major battlefields before that?"
Jiang Feng interrupted him, giving him no chance to catch his breath:
"I'll answer that question for you."
The moment he finished speaking, Zhang Jindong, who was standing next to him, handed him a printed A4 sheet of paper.
Jiang Feng remained expressionless, like a judge reading a verdict, as he held up the paper and displayed it in front of the camera.
"Former head of Total War: Battlegrounds, now head of both Total War: Battlegrounds and Fire Zone modes, Ziying—"
He paused, his gaze icy.
"Your total Delta Force game time is 31 minutes."
"The last time I logged in was three months ago, playing Total War: Battlegrounds, and I was on the verge of two rounds."
The paper contained a screenshot of Ziying's account's playtime. Key information was redacted, but the glaring "31 minutes" was clearly visible, so clear that every viewer could see it perfectly.
"This is your account, right?"
Ziying's face was ashen, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. In front of players worldwide, in front of millions of eyes, he couldn't lash out, nor could he deny it.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind—couldn't his colleague in charge of the broadcast be a little more quick-witted? Quickly create some kind of accident and cut off Jiang Feng's shot!
Meanwhile, in the official live broadcast control room.
He Yingtang, who was in charge of controlling the screen, was watching the screen with great interest, her finger hovering over the screen switching button, but she didn't press it.
The staff member standing nearby felt uneasy and hesitated in his voice:
"Should we...should we cut it? It seems like Teacher Ziying is over there..."
"No need to cut it."
He Yingtang grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Look at this trending topic, it's off the charts! Besides, Ziying didn't give any explicit instructions, did she? Don't panic, they're just taking advantage of the negative traffic!"
"But……"
"It's fine!"
He Yingtang patted his chest, his tone firm, "We're all interns, what are you afraid of? I've been here a week longer than you, I'm more senior, I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"
Previously, a large number of people from the Fenghuo project team followed Yifeng, so interns like He Yingtang were temporarily put in their positions.
More importantly, during this cross-time zone live broadcast, none of the seasoned veterans were willing to stay and work overtime to watch, which gave her the opportunity to take control of the broadcast.
Looking at the tall, white-shirted figure on the screen, He Yingtang gripped the edge of the control panel tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white, her heart pounding wildly.
Feng, you're so cool! Go for it!
The camera is steadily pointed at the river breeze.
The river breeze was like a judge; its voice was soft, yet every word pierced the heart.
"How dare someone who hasn't touched a game in three months, someone who's only played it for half an hour since it launched, sit in front of the camera and shamelessly claim to understand games and players, telling us there were 'no hidden changes'?"
"What makes you think you can? Do you even know anything about games? Do you know Delta Force? Do you know how much damage a shotgun can do to the AI? Do you know that a shieldbearer goes berserk and goes into full auto?"
The live chat exploded at that moment:
【31 minutes?! I play for more minutes in a whole day than him!】
[Hasn't logged in for three months? Doesn't the person in charge even play games?]
[Holy crap! This is outrageous! A public execution broadcast live worldwide!]
[The Wind God has gone berserk! This attack has completely exposed his true colors!]
[Slaughter these maggots who hogging the toilet without doing their business!]
Ziying's face was ashen, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. In front of players worldwide, in front of millions of eyes, he couldn't lash out, nor could he deny it.
"Just because I don't have time to play doesn't mean I don't understand games. I'm the project manager; I oversee the overall development direction..."
"Really no time to play?"
A smile in the river breeze, and life and death are unpredictable.
During the rehearsals over the past few days, he and his team had already guessed all of Ziying's possible reactions, which were nothing more than refusing to admit it, shifting blame, and using professionalism as a shield.
This reaction was exactly what he expected.
Zhang Jindong handed over another stack of A4 papers.
Jiang Feng picked up the first one and showed it to the camera:
"This is the core artist of the project team. The total game time is 1 hour. The last game was 4 months ago."
"This is the core gameplay design, with a total game time of 2 hours. The last game was 2 months ago."
…………
Jiang Feng displayed the numbers one by one, and with each number he read out, Zi Ying's expression grew increasingly grim.
Jiang Feng paused and took a deep breath as he picked up the last piece of paper.
"This one has 213 hours of game time. The last game was just one day ago. You could say that he's been playing the game almost every day."
Ziying's eyes lit up, as if she had grasped a lifeline, and she suddenly sat up straight:
"Look! Some members of our project team do play games! This colleague, for example..."
"What?"
Jiang Feng interrupted him, a slight smile playing on his lips, but his gaze was as cold as ice:
"This account belongs to Yifeng, a former planner for Delta Force..."
Upon hearing this, the live stream fell into a deathly silence.
Immediately afterwards, the barrage of comments erupted like a volcano:
【Yi Feng!!!】
Looking back now, although he made a big mistake, it seems he was the one who loved games the most and understood them the most.
[Executed on the spot! The contrast is too ironic! Those who actually do the work and love the game are kicked out, while a bunch of mediocre people who don't even touch the game are in high positions. No wonder this game is no good!]
Suddenly I feel... even if my hard drive was damaged during the scan, I might be able to forgive Yifeng...
The three happiest days in this game were thanks to Yifeng! The eight most awful days came after he left!
Ziying could no longer pretend; the smile vanished completely, and her face turned ashen, as if it were about to drip water.
"What exactly are you trying to say? Game development is a complex and highly specialized field; it's not something that can be simply represented by game length!"
Jiang Feng suddenly started clapping, the applause particularly jarring.
"Alright. Then please let the professional planner, Ziying, continue to answer the next few questions for me and for millions of players worldwide."