In the dream, he dreamed of a different life, the same planet Earth, the same country, the same story, but some places are different.
Attached to a game house, numerous wonderful and interesting games got him addicted. He doesn't know how much time he might have spent in that world. It could have been ten years or more. The game house suddenly died, and he also woke up from the dream.
"Huh..." Alex, with closed eyes, cast a sharp look and suddenly sat up.
"Love... what's happening?" Emily, still half asleep, was awakened by Alex's movements, her eyes narrowing in confusion.
"I had a nightmare. Go back to sleep; I'll go for a run and bring breakfast for you." It was already six in the morning. Alex carefully got out of bed, stretching his back and feet, and headed to the closet.
"Woo..." Emily, still somewhat confused from sleep, uttered an unintelligible groan upon hearing Alex's words, turned over, and continued sleeping.
He got dressed, left the room, and then carefully opened the door; Alex lit a cigarette hidden next to the sofa.
"Is this really a dream? Why does it feel so real?" He took a deep breath, gently exhaled the smoke, pondering everything in the dream; Alex suddenly realized that the content seemed to be rooted in his own head.
Is it a dream?
But why is it so real?
"Is this another world? When I was dreaming, did I go to another world?" An absurd explanation appeared in Alex's heart, but he couldn't refute the explanation.
Perfect game system, the games played in the dream game house, Alex remembered clearly; these are all finished games.
It's completely different from the games available in the market today, except that the level of game development in that world seems to be much behind. Unlike today, game development can almost be considered an assembly line product, as long as there is enough money or even two months. I developed a game similar to so-called 3A masterpieces in memory.
If a layman sees these games, he may just laugh, but Alex knows that the intelligent design of these games is real.
There are even some games that make Alex feel shocked and amazed. Can a game really do that?
"What is this? Is it the same as written in web novels, did I gain a golden finger?" Alex felt a bit strange when thinking about the novel plots he read when bored and comparing them with his current situation.
After smoking a cigarette, Alex extinguished the butts, looked at the closed door behind him, carefully wrapped the cigarette with tissue paper, and threw it in the kitchen trash can, hiding the cigarette box in the sofa cushion gap.
After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and hanging the towel, Alex, who planned to go downstairs to buy breakfast, paused and thought about going back to the living room and taking the laptop from the coffee table.
He turned it on, created a new document, and tapped lightly on the keyboard.
'Dungeon shooting, randomness, exploration elements, uncontrollable factors...'
It took about half an hour, and Alex wrote almost two pages.
This is a game he saw in his dream, a game that made him feel amazing, and, more importantly, this game, maybe he can easily make it.
In the dream world, although the game industry is also highly developed, it must be said that the level of development is a bit behind, and even some countries do not support the game industry much. Many games can only be turned over if they don't pass the analysis of that country. The wall comes to play, and some countries have even banned game consoles to demonize the game.
In reality, there is a clear game classification system. As long as it's not an inhumane or antisocial game, there is basically no problem passing the review. At the same time, the government strongly supports the game industry, not only in terms of taxation or even technology. There is much support, and there is even a government department dedicated to gaming and the official gaming platform.
And, unlike the dream world, the development team still needs to develop the game engine on its own. In reality, the government has even released a free and open-source game engine, from a small engine suitable for independent game production to a large-scale production game engine. The engine can be applied as long as the game company meets the conditions and does not need to spend a lot of money on self-development.
Of course, if game manufacturers feel that these engines are not suitable for them, they can also invest their own funds to develop the engine.
In dreams in general, most dream memories are lost upon waking, and most have only a vague effect. Even if things happen in reality, many memories and memories with a long period of time, people often lose a part somewhere in the brain.
But about what Alex discovered about dream memories, but now the memories are clearly in his mind, as if it were a library in front of him, all memories have been sorted and placed.
He put the first draft about the game in the folder and then added a combination lock. Alex picked up the cotton jacket next to him and went downstairs to buy breakfast.
Down the stairs, ten minutes after walking on the electric car, Alex returned with three toasted wheat buns and a cup of soy milk.
"I really want to go back to making games?" After taking the elevator and returning home, Alex had a thought in his heart.
Although Emily promised last night, the dream of experiencing a world as if it really happened made Alex have some ideas.
If it's my own ability, maybe I really don't have that capability now.
But he has a treasure that no one knows!
If I don't try, I will really become a true failure!
But where should I get the money?
Investment, will someone invest in me?
A newcomer who has no fame and fails at the first job?
"Huh, how about burning wheat? Zhang's toasted wheat is on the west road?" Just when Alex was thinking, Emily, wearing a panda pajama, saw Alex coming in and enthusiastically commented:
"Is your sense of smell excited?" Watching Emily jump forward, Alex smiled and placed the toasted wheat on the table.
Sitting next to Emily, who was taking a bite of toasted wheat and a sip of soy milk, Alex bit his lip. Hesitant, he said, "I want to tell you something..."
"Huh?" Upon hearing Alex's words, Emily dropped the toasted wheat in her hand and looked at him with some doubt on her face.
"I... I want to try." Taking a deep breath, Alex looked at Emily and confessed.
After speaking, Alex's head lowered slightly, and his eyes shifted away from Emily's face.
Chewing toasted wheat in her mouth, the room became very quiet, only the sound of chewing could be heard.
After a moment of silence, Emily swallowed the toasted wheat and pursed her lips: "You agreed to the job vacancy yesterday."
Alex opened his mouth to speak but said nothing.
What can you say?
'Yesterday I had a dream, and I gained a golden finger like in web novels?' The two remained silent for about half a minute. Emily dropped the soy milk in her hand, suddenly stood up, turned her head to the room, and slammed the door.
Sighing, Alex leaned back on the sofa, took out a cigarette from the space next to him, and lit a cigarette, releasing a smoke ring into his mouth. Alex looked at the tiles on the floor and smiled bitterly.