Uchiha Qi was no stranger to making games. Before getting hit by a truck and transmigrating, he had worked as a game designer—the kind countless players called a scummy planner. He had helped develop several reskinned, pay-to-win mobile games, the kind that fully deserved every curse players hurled at them.
After all, a man had to eat. Nothing shameful about that.
Of course, he still had ideals. He had dreamed of making world-class games.
If he had obtained this artificial idiot system before transmigrating, Uchiha Qi would have laughed himself awake in his sleep. He would have immediately entered full inspirational-essay mode, ready to punch MiHoYo, kick NetEase, ram Tencent Village head-on, and lead China's gaming industry to conquer the world with his cheat-powered life.
Unfortunately, the world never changed according to human wishes, so all Uchiha Qi could do now was reminisce about his lost youth.
Then, Uchiha Qi began making a game.
Although he felt that the rewards given by this game-making system after completing missions would most likely be useless in the ninja world, what if they weren't?
What if the rewards really could be used in the ninja world?
So, Uchiha Qi decided to try completing the beginner mission and see whether he could obtain something useful.
His consciousness fully immersed itself in the spiritual world built on the Sharingan platform. Following the skills provided by the system, Uchiha Qi first programmed game-making software.
This was not difficult. With the Spiritual Network and the biological computer's operating method, many functions could be completed simply through imagination and thought.
Game-making software was also quite common on Earth. Some simple game development programs were easy to create and only required a few key lines of code.
Of course, truly awesome game development tools were another matter. The famous Unreal Engine, for example, was an integrated game development tool beyond comparison with ordinary game-making software.
But Uchiha Qi did not need something like that. Or rather, with a Sharingan-based, Spiritual Network-style game development method supported by the ninja world's unique abilities, he could create incredibly cool and realistic scenes without such extreme hardware support.
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After about half an hour, the game design software Uchiha Qi had named "My World 1.0" was complete.
Its functions were crude and simple. It could only lay out basic scenes, place some NPCs and monsters, or set up traps and the like.
If such game-making software had been put on Earth, it would probably have been nothing more than a pixel-style programming tool.
Yet, when combined with the Sharingan, genjutsu, and the game-making abilities granted by the system, what Uchiha Qi saw was an incomparably realistic world.
As far as the eye could see stretched a perfectly level grassland, blending into the distant sky. Every blade of grass beneath his feet felt utterly real, and the breeze blowing over him made Uchiha Qi feel as if he truly stood on a vast prairie.
To borrow a classic line from netizens in his previous life, "I can't even tell whether this is virtual or reality."
"It actually worked!"
Uchiha Qi was pleasantly surprised. He had merely given it a try, yet it had truly succeeded.
The system's black technology had actually produced an unimaginable chemical reaction with the ninja world's "local specialties." With this kind of visual quality, Earth could only produce matching film effects by burning through a mad amount of money and sacrificing the fragrance of countless graphics cards.
And even then, those would only be movie effects. They could not compare at all to the complete five-sense experience Uchiha Qi had created.
After all, everything before him could be directly packaged into a game for "players" to experience.
Without question, such a game creation platform was the ultimate program countless game developers dreamed of.
The only issue was that it probably consumed quite a lot of Uchiha Chakra. After all, this spiritual domain required the Sharingan to remain active, and once activated, the Sharingan continuously consumed mental energy and Chakra.
Even if members of the Uchiha Clan did not become easily kidney-deficient from using the Sharingan like a certain Hatake Kakashi, they still could not keep it active forever.
For example, Uchiha Qi was already feeling somewhat exhausted.
As a standard Chunin who could fully count as a combat unit, Uchiha Qi possessed only the standard Chakra reserves of a Chunin. No matter how much he trained, he could not increase it any further.
In the ninja world, talent and bloodlines were truly cruel and unreasonable things. After living for eighteen years and striving for fourteen of them, Uchiha Qi had completely accepted that reality.
Therefore, his Chunin-level Chakra reserves could only sustain his Sharingan for around seventy minutes. And that was only because using the Sharingan solely to make games kept consumption nearly at its lowest.
If he activated the Sharingan in battle, casually throwing out a few slightly more demanding B-rank ninjutsu would drain all his Chakra.
Now that creating the game development tool had already consumed half an hour, Uchiha Qi had to hurry and make the game.
Fortunately, as a former game designer, he did not need to worry about his game-making skills or proficiency. Even after eighteen years, they remained intact, perhaps because transmigration had clearly preserved all his memories from before his death.
Whatever he remembered before dying had been firmly retained after transmigrating. Even after eighteen years, those memories had not faded in the slightest—though they were limited to memories from before his death. His knowledge was only at the level of an IT office drone, nowhere near the intellectual peak he had possessed during his college entrance exam years.
Fortunately, while the knowledge and experience he had gained from years of being a scummy planner were useless in the ninja world, they had kept Uchiha Qi from ever losing himself. Even when his trash bloodline talent had nearly shattered his mentality, he had never collapsed and had always maintained a healthy mindset.
And now, he had another chance to make games. The wisdom he had accumulated as a scummy planner in his previous life finally had somewhere to shine.
As a scummy planner in his previous life, Uchiha Qi had played countless games, including all kinds of obscure titles. Since he retained his memories, he remembered those related details clearly.
He would not outright copy them, but in the gaming industry, "borrowing inspiration" from one another was perfectly normal. Nearly every supposedly innovative classic game on the market had used ideas that other games had actually implemented long ago. It was merely because those games had not been famous enough that their "innovations" were often integrated and optimized by other game companies, eventually becoming those companies' signature ideas.
As a scummy planner, Uchiha Qi knew all the tricks of the trade.
Besides, Uchiha Qi was not trying to create some incredible game. He merely planned to throw together a small game to complete the system's mission and see what sort of reward he could obtain.
Under those circumstances, having long since decided what game to make, Uchiha Qi immediately summoned the tool panel. A transparent interface appeared beside him, filled with modules for flowers, grass, trees, rocks, various buildings, NPCs, and more—all things Uchiha Qi had configured in advance.
All Uchiha Qi needed to do was follow his original plan, use those items to arrange some scenes, then add NPCs, monsters, and other elements to create an interactive effect for the players, and the small game would be complete.
However, after producing a small portion of it, Uchiha Qi could not help wondering: if the system's rewards were also things completely useless in the ninja world, then what was the point of actively completing missions now?
In an instant, he became somewhat anxious over gains and losses.
That was only human nature. After all, Uchiha Qi had been disappointed too many times.
That shitty transmigration had turned him into a member of the Uchiha Clan, a clan that would one day be wiped out by Weasel.
Being transmigrated into the Uchiha Clan would have been one thing, but he had also become a member of a branch family, with a thin bloodline and terrible talent.
Never mind all that. Diligence could make up for shortcomings, and hard work would surely be rewarded eventually, right?
But no. The cruel truth was that no matter how desperately he trained, he would remain locked at the level of an ordinary Chunin. Uchiha Qi came to understand that those hot-blooded stories of breaking through one's limits through relentless training belonged only to the tiny minority blessed with protagonist destinies. As a nameless extra, he could only watch those geniuses freely create their own legends.
Damn it, this shitty world was truly screwed up. He was clearly a transmigrator, yet he had been handed the script of a nameless extra!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the more he thought about it. Intense resentment surged into his heart, making him feel that creating a relaxing and cheerful little game would be far too kind.
This terrible world was so unfriendly toward ordinary people, so he might as well take revenge on society to his heart's content!
Although Uchiha Qi would not become a deranged serial killer, making some trap-filled games to take revenge on society and letting other people experience them sounded pretty good too. At the very least, imagining people getting utterly tilted while playing made a powerful and inexplicable sense of pleasure rise within him.
At that moment, Uchiha Qi suddenly understood.
Sure enough, this shitty ninja world had forced him into becoming a psychological pervert!
What? There were barely any psychologically normal and healthy people in the entire ninja world?
Then never mind.
Having completed his mental preparation, Uchiha Qi immediately changed his original plan. With a sudden shift in style, he began turning the small game he was making into something with a hellish aesthetic.
And throughout the development process, the corners of Uchiha Qi's lips rose so high they were harder to suppress than an AK. His mood became increasingly cheerful.
Sure enough, bottling up frustration would drive a person mad. As long as there was a channel to vent it, everything would get better. Uchiha Qi decided that regardless of whether the system's reward was good or bad, he would let other people play the game he created and brighten his mood by watching them get tilted.
Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
Thus, because he was making the small game in such an exhilarated state, Uchiha Qi unknowingly overdrew his mental energy and Chakra.
Forcing himself to stay conscious, he completed the small game while on the verge of blacking out. After stubbornly using the last of his willpower to compress, package, and store the game in the Spiritual Network, Uchiha Qi finally could not hold on any longer and fainted.
This was the final stubbornness of a miserable scummy planner who had once forgotten to save his work and been forced into agonizing overtime to remake an entire proposal!
As a result, Uchiha Qi did not hear the reward the system issued when the game was completed.
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