You're Wrong, My Friend!

When she opened the image, a bright full moon flickered in and out of view behind overcast clouds. Beneath the dim sky stood a mysterious, gloomy city.

There was no one else in Shen Keke's room. The image cast an eerie atmosphere over the entire space.

She stared blankly at the picture, as if her very soul had been drawn into it, as though it were being carved apart by the moonlight.

After a long while, she let out a heavy breath. She now believed that he had not been making empty boasts or gambling on a fit of anger after being provoked.

He truly had plans for a new game, and production had already begun.

And that production was definitely more than just creating a new folder.

At that moment, she could not wait to show the players this image—the game he had promised would be released a year from now.

Sprout Studio had not even been established for half a year, yet they were going to release a AAA game in one year?

It sounded a little mischievous, almost like a joke.

Shen Keke's fingers flew across the keyboard as she drafted a post.

It was not until midnight that Shen Keke finally set down the keyboard in satisfaction. Looking at the post she had revised again and again, she finally nodded approvingly.

Along with the image and post, she also uploaded a video. It was the result of several hours of work.

Nighttime was when netizens watched the most videos. Even though it was already past midnight, people were still lying on their sides in bed, clutching their phones.

They said that during the day, videos were either about food or legs; at night, they were either horror films or paranormal incidents.

Midnight.

After watching one ghost story after another, the viewers wrapped their little blankets tighter around themselves.

"Once night comes, there's no escaping horror videos!" a netizen complained helplessly.

They squinted as they finished the previous video, then swiped it away with a finger.

That was how it always was. Whenever they came across this sort of video, their eyes resisted, but their brains told them to wait a little longer and finish watching.

Phew!

With a swipe of the finger, the netizen relaxed all over and looked at the next video. It was just an image, accompanied by soft, gentle music.

"Hello, everyone. This is First Game News. I'm Shen Keke."

Just as the players watching assumed that something horrifying was about to begin, a familiar voice reached their ears.

Looking closely, they saw that the video had indeed been made by First Game News.

"You scared me, but why post a video at this hour?" The netizen looked at the upload time, which showed that it had just been posted.

"Today, I'll be talking to everyone about Sprout Studio. First, I would like to apologize to Sprout Studio once again. I'm very sorry for the trouble we caused them." Shen Keke could not help but sigh.

"Everyone has witnessed Sprout Studio's growth. We have seen their past and what they have gone through."

"Today, I want to tell everyone that we are also witnessing their future."

"This afternoon, during my conversation with Black Star, the founder of Sprout Studio, I received an image." After thinking it over for a long time, Shen Keke had decided to tell this video in a narrative style.

The video background froze on that image. Against the gentle background music, her voice was soft, beautiful in the stillness of midnight.

"With official authorization, I have included the image in this video for everyone to see."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone finally began studying the game image seriously.

"Just as you all expected, this is a game poster. It is also the AAA game that Black Heart promised us."

Short-video platforms used intelligent recommendations, so most of those who came across this video were gamers or fans following First Game News.

Not long ago, their interview with Sprout Studio and Overcooked had become common knowledge.

And the whole matter had begun because people had questioned their ability to make games.

When they saw the image, those watching could not help gripping their phones tightly and sitting up in bed.

In the darkness, everyone turned their phone screens to maximum brightness.

As the screen brightened, the brilliant moon in the image became even more striking.

The Victorian-style architecture in the image greatly enhanced its mysterious and sinister atmosphere. The surroundings featured exquisitely crafted iron pillars and grand arcades.

The image was exquisite. White mist spread from the distance beneath the moonlit night, while a man stood in the center of the chilling town.

He wore a fitted white outfit, but it had already been covered in darkened bloodstains.

He carried two weapons. In his left hand was a firearm, while in his right was a serrated cleaver. Blood continuously dripped from the cleaver onto the ground, and even the ground behind him had been stained red with blood.

There was not a single person in the city, yet it still filled people with fear.

It was the psychological terror of a midnight butcher, and the serrated cleaver in his right hand made their hearts shudder.

This was one of the workshop's trick weapons, commonly used in hunting. The serrated cleaver had a set of bloodletting teeth, making it excellent for bleeding prey. It was a symbol of the hunt.

Just from the image alone, they could tell that this map would be harsh, treacherous, and full of challenges.

The combination of firearms and cold steel cleavers delivered an even greater visual impact.

It gave people the feeling that, in this bland and flavorless gaming world, there was a fierce spice that could not be found anywhere else.

It revived the taste buds of players who had long since become numb after tasting every delicacy in the world.

"Black Star only gave me this one image. Bloodborne."

"I don't know how he plans to make this game, nor do I know how he defines this title. But I do know that the AAA game he mentioned, the new game he mentioned, is absolutely not just a newly created folder."

"We can always look forward to Black Star's games."

"Today, I believe."

The video ended abruptly there, and so did Shen Keke's account.

She did not mention how much Black Star intended to spend on the game, nor did she mention how many new employees he had hired.

Those were not things players needed to worry about. Perhaps they were not interested in them, either.

In the darkness, she looked at the image again and again. The more she looked, the more she liked it, and the harder it became to put down.

And at that silent hour of midnight.

The players exploded.

Countless players who had already gone to sleep were woken by calls from friends, urging them to look at the dark, terrifying image—to look at the game poster for Bloodborne.

'Damn it, he's actually making it!'

'That old bastard is awesome! If the game comes out within a year, I'll definitely buy it!'

'Ahhh! I'm screaming my head off! This is the kind of designer I like! That old bastard is awesome!'

'I can't sleep now. I want to play it right away!'

Carter was also woken by a call from his secretary. He watched the video carefully, then took a deep breath.

He immediately called a friend overseas.

"Why are you calling so early?" Evan glanced at the time. The time overseas was different from Great Xia.

"This time, you were really wrong." Carter's voice was firm.