Shen Miaomiao's Roguelike

"Not fixed?"

Gu Sheng frowned slightly.

This seemed to be the first time he had frowned since the meeting began.

Shen Miaomiao was overjoyed!

She had finally found a suggestion that even Gu Sheng found troublesome!

"Yes,"

Shen Miaomiao nodded:

"I've noticed that in most games on the market today, equipment acquisition is fixed."

"At a fixed time, in a fixed location, you get fixed equipment."

"I think this isn't flexible enough and lacks surprise."

"So, I was thinking, could the equipment in our game be randomly generated?"

Randomly generated equipment?!

Lu Bian, standing beside them, couldn't believe his ears!

What kind of top-tier nonsense was this?!

Oh, so you mean players could work their butts off to farm for equipment, only to potentially end up with a broken twig, right?

Isn't that just purely designed to annoy people?!

Before she could even finish, Lu Bian couldn't hold back and immediately opened his mouth to reject Shen Miaomiao's outrageous suggestion:

"CEO Shen, your condition is too..."

However!

Before he could finish speaking!

Gu Sheng raised his hand and directly interrupted him!

Then, he looked at Little Nezha, his eyes filled with astonishment:

"CEO Shen means... Roguelike?"

Roguelike games!

This is a non-linear game genre characterized by "random generation," "one-way progression," "simple graphics," and "complex systems."

Its progenitor was a game called "Rogue" from Gu Sheng's previous life.

This type of game, with its extremely high randomness and the incredibly satisfying experience it offered once developed, had gained countless player fans in Gu Sheng's past life.

Gu Sheng was one of them.

But!

In this world where game ideas were scarce, there had never been a "Rogue"!

Nor were there any so-called Roguelike games!

So!

Gu Sheng looked at Shen Miaomiao, somewhat shocked.

How had she managed to describe Roguelike games in such detail through her suggestions?!

Could it be that she was also a transmigrator?!

"Uh... what pigeon?"

The next second, Shen Miaomiao answered Gu Sheng with her actions—

She was definitely not a transmigrator; she was just a troublemaker who genuinely wanted to make a bad game:

"Roguelike? What pigeon? Why are we talking about lunch now?"

Gu Sheng: ...

Alright, I was overthinking it.

"It's nothing..."

Gu Sheng shook his head and moved past the topic:

"I mean, do you have any other requests or suggestions?"

"No more... I think."

Shen Miaomiao actually wanted to say more.

But the almost frozen atmosphere in the room made her wisely choose to remain silent.

Let it be like this.

Things must turn into their opposite when they reach an extreme.

Shen Miaomiao said to herself.

From the current perspective, any one of these messy conditions would be enough to ruin a game.

"Okay,"

Gu Sheng nodded, his face regaining its confident demeanor, even more so than before:

"CEO Shen's suggestion is truly enlightening and very inspiring."

Shen Miaomiao shivered inwardly.

Damn it, don't give me that dangerous look!!!

Why do I feel like you're confident you can break even in an hour?!

However, before Shen Miaomiao could think further, Gu Sheng continued:

"Next, we should discuss the investment for this game."

"CEO Shen,"

Gu Sheng said, looking at Shen Miaomiao:

"Since the development festival is less than a month away,"

"That's a very tight schedule for a mature game,"

"So for some of the game's resources, we'll still have to rely on outsourcing teams from the game factory,"

"We might need a bit more financial support."

No problem with that!!!

Shen Miaomiao was delighted!

If you asked her about other aspects, she might not be able to help, or even make things worse.

But if you're talking about investing money—

Invest! Invest heavily!

"That's no problem,"

Shen Miaomiao's generous nature shone through:

"How much money do you need? Is five million enough?"

Pfft—

Gu Sheng, who was about to take a sip of water, almost spat it out.

You're overestimating a Roguelike game way too much.

For our game, there are no grand scenes, nor is there any advertising.

If you gave him five million, he wouldn't even know how to spend it.

"That's too much,"

Gu Sheng waved his hands repeatedly:

"Just a little more than 'Who's Your Daddy,' which was thirteen thousand."

"Ah—"

Shen Miaomiao pouted:

"That's too little, thirty thousand."

"We won't need that much," Gu Sheng shook his head: "One hundred and fifty thousand."

"Two hundred thousand, we have to use it even if we don't need it all."

In the end, Shen Miaomiao made the final decision.

Da Jiang and Lu Bian, who were standing nearby, were stunned!

Reverse bargaining?!

What kind of move was that?!

They had only ever seen bosses cut budgets before, never bosses who insisted on increasing the budget!

"Alright,"

Gu Sheng wasn't too surprised, as he had experienced this before. He smiled helplessly:

"Two hundred thousand, and we'll do our best to find good resources."

"Deal!"

Shen Miaomiao bared her row of white teeth and nodded with great satisfaction:

"Then I'll have to trouble Director Gu and the two of you!"

"It's our duty."

Gu Sheng smiled and closed the meeting notebook.

Hmph, he's putting on quite an act.

Shen Miaomiao glanced at Gu Sheng's meeting notebook, chuckling inwardly.

She figured it must be covered in doodles of turtles by now!

The meeting adjourned, and the project officially kicked off.

Shen Miaomiao didn't pay much attention to Gu Sheng's constant scribbling and drawing in his notebook.

Little did she know, if she had taken just one more look before Gu Sheng closed his notebook, her mood wouldn't be so light.

Because, Gu Sheng's notebook wasn't filled with doodles of turtles at all.

Instead, it was densely packed with Shen Miaomiao's proposals and his own supplementary ideas.

These ideas and notes intertwined like a rushing river, eventually merging and condensing into the six words enclosed in the quotation marks…

Meeting adjourned!

Shen Miaomiao felt refreshed and in high spirits!

The thought of receiving two million yuan in rebates next month made her incredibly happy!

An investment of two hundred thousand, a return of two million!

The most crucial part was that these two million would all go into her own pocket!

Yes.

The reason Shen Miaomiao was so determined to lose money, to put it bluntly, was to expand her personal savings.

After all, Golden Wind belonged to "Shen's Capital," which was under her father's umbrella.

She was merely the Chief Executive Officer, responsible for the overall management here.

Therefore, the company's profits had little to do with her personal savings.

As reserve working capital for the company, profits remained in the company accounts and were subject to group supervision.

As for Shen Miaomiao, as CEO, she was only entitled to a portion of cash dividends according to regulations.

And according to group regulations, for small companies like Golden Wind, which were unlisted, in their "growth phase," and "had significant capital expenditure plans," the cash dividend ratio could not exceed 10% of total profit.

In other words!

Suppose a game investment was 200,000!

If Shen Miaomiao lost all the money, the system would immediately compensate her with 2 million, distributed to her private account in a legitimate manner.

But if Shen Miaomiao didn't lose money, she would need sales to reach a staggering 22 million to theoretically receive a reasonable dividend of 2 million.

Shen Miaomiao knew with her knees that this was impossible to achieve!

Thinking of this, Shen Miaomiao lifted her two long, straight legs and propped them onto her desk, settling into a comfortable, reclining position:

"So, for me,"

"it's better to honestly be a slacker,"

"losing money is much easier than making it…"