I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 65 - 65 064 Okay idol

?Chapter 65: 064 Okay, idol! Chapter 65: 064 Okay, idol! The position that the young boss had set for Lin An was that of chief planner, and not just the head of the planning department, but the overall planner for the entire game.

In the industry, this position had an interesting title—producer.

Of course, a proper game producer should encompass the content that the young boss was responsible for, such as team building and management, along with other complicated tasks.

This was also why Lin An felt lucky; he only needed to focus on creation, leaving those troublesome matters to the young boss to handle.

Perhaps the young boss initially had hope based on his trust in his own judgment, but as Lin An created that green skin, the young boss’s hope began to materialize.

Renting the office next door, recruiting a large number of art department personnel, personally selecting every member of the “Special Projects Group”…

Lin An knew that all of these actions cost the company a substantial amount of money.

The pressure on the young boss must have been immense, but he never mentioned it.

Lin An was very grateful.

He truly wanted to contribute something, but unfortunately, his artistic skills had never improved due to the need to focus on survival, resulting in the green skin not turning out very well.

Even if the boss already admired it immensely.

Still not enough, Lin An felt it was still not enough. On his way to work, he greeted the barbeque restaurant owner’s father and closely observed the Multi-Handed Frog head, Lin An returned to the office, opened the modeling software, and once again confirmed this judgment.

Too crude.

It…

had no spirit.

Oh, of course, not the spirit of Supernatural World, but like the difference between printed materials and a painter’s artwork, it lacked that wonderful feeling.

“Knock, knock, knock~”

The office door was rapped on, and Lin An looked up. He hadn’t closed the door. A lady dressed in carrot jeans and a floral shirt stood at the entrance.

Her shoulder-length hair was casually tied up, with a crystal skull earring dangling from one ear, and thick black eyeshadow on.

It was the goth lady referred to by the young boss, and as those dead fish-like eyes looked over, a weeping mermaid emerged in the office.

“Hello team leader, my name is Zheng Miao, I’ve just come to report in.” The lady pointed outside, “The receptionist told me your office is next door, so I came to ask what the Special Projects Group needs to do.”

Lin An looked up with a smile and greeted her, “First we need to work on a green skin; just wait a moment. The computers on the company’s internal network don’t have a copy interface, I need to save it to the server first.”

Zheng Miao shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly and headed toward the office next door.

Lin An’s gaze returned to the green skin in front of him. It wasn’t only meant to be used to make a shield; according to the young boss’ plan, it should serve as the basic color for both the boss and the loot it drops.

But Lin An had a different idea.

It shouldn’t just serve this single purpose; maybe it could become the world background for the game’s first act.

The spirit represented by the Multi-Handed Frog head—an old man rolling in powerlessness, struggling in fatigue with intricate details, and wrestling between self-restraint and inner desires.

Such an atmosphere was particularly suitable to serve as the backdrop for the stories of Wizards and Demon Hunters.

At least…

That was the atmosphere of the Supernatural World as Lin An understood it.

Maybe it could use a change of color. Lin An wasn’t sure, as he hadn’t technically linked each nuanced shade of green. To change the color, he’d need to adjust each shade of green one by one.

As for how to adjust it, perhaps the new subordinate had her own methods.

Lin An no longer wanted to waste time learning these technical skills related to art and modeling.

Moreover, he looked contemplatively at the green skin on the screen, wondering why such a thing could also emerge from the depths of his own body.

There, three paintings floated: a lively deer leaping in an illustration, a portrait of a black cat, and this green skin.

With a fleeting expression, Lin An uploaded the image from the computer to the server section of the “Special Projects Group,” then he headed toward the office next door.

There, Zheng Miao sat before her workstation, idly spinning her pen. She chewed on gum while frowning at the company’s original modeling image library.

“Lu Jiao Software, previously a leading company in game development, owned its own complete set of engines, as well as a large and complex library of models and algorithms…”

Lin An came over and introduced her to Antler Software’s heritage, quite a feat for a company rumored to be more substantial than many gaming startups.

He slid a company ID card into the card reader on the desk, granting Zheng Miao’s computer access to the server.

“The Special Projects Group is preparing for the early stages of new game development. The company has mature plans for algorithm operations and other areas we can draw from, so we can put our energy into the art and planning departments.”

“Of course, new games have new ways to play, and all past solutions require massive adjustments.”

Lin An finished his explanation and pointed at a pop-up window on the computer screen that contained only a lonely file, “The core competitive strength of our new game is the art style, the planning and programming will all be done in support of our artistic effects.”

While speaking, he lightly tapped a shortcut key on the keyboard, causing the file on the screen to open in the modeling software.

Suddenly, the screen filled with green.

“Holy shit!” The tomboyish woman who had been playing it cool with dead fish eyes suddenly jumped up, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at the somewhat patchy green image.

“This…”

Her mouth agape in disbelief, she pointed at the computer screen and looked at Lin An, “Is this one of those psychological images created using scientific algorithms? Like those spiral images that make you think they’re spinning if you look at them too long… I mean, is this the result of new technology?”

No, child, this is the result of magic.

Lin An did not reply but instead gestured towards the screen, “Can you tell me what you feel from it? I know you graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts and you’ve even held an art exhibition once, so you should have an excellent aesthetic sense.”

Chen Miao’s eyes lit up and she exclaimed, “Did you create this?”

Lin An smiled and nodded, continuing to point at the screen.

“You’re actually a big shot, I’ve never heard of you before!” Zheng Miao exclaimed in admiration, sizing up Lin An from top to bottom; seeing Lin An was just gesturing at the screen, she finally turned her gaze back to the green.

That’s right!

It wasn’t a hallucination just now!

Lin An’s eyes twinkled behind her back; when Zheng Miao had looked at that patch of green, the green image in that mystical place began to emit a faint glow.

As Zheng Miao’s gaze left, the glow dimmed once again.

But now, as Zheng Miao’s attention returned to the screen, the green image in Lin An’s mystical place brightened once more,

Emitting a unique radiance.

Lin An didn’t know if it was because of Zheng Miao’s gaze—the same ability to disperse spiritual power—or if this occurred whenever anyone saw the image.

If it’s a universal effect…

If this patch of green becomes part of a game, with countless people’s attention focusing on it, what effect might that have on the green image within him?

If the effect is good…

He pondered the significance of using this green hue as the opening act’s environment base color for the whole game and thought of something quite different.

Even, if the game’s images were made into videos, appearing in even more people’s view, what might happen then?

“I feel…” Zheng Miao’s murmur interrupted Lin An’s thoughts; she turned around, her eyes shining as she looked at Lin An, “Boss, I feel a kind of struggle in this green, a powerless struggle, but not a passive one—it’s due to self-restraint.”

Seeing Lin An lift an eyebrow in approval, she couldn’t help but feel encouraged and continued, “We long to break free, we know breaking free can give us freedom, but we understand, that’s not the freedom we want, and so we become even more powerless…”

Wow!

Lin An looked at the tomboyish woman with a strange expression. You could see that?

Was this reading comprehension skill taught by the Academy of Fine Arts or by your elementary school language teacher?

He could create it by copying others, but for this person to feel it, that was truly incredible!

“Oh my~” The woman sighed in amazement, her eyes twinkling like stars, looking at Lin An with a burning gaze, “Idol! From now on, you are my idol!”

That call gave Lin An goosebumps.

What’s more absurd was that her gaze, filled with the Mermaid Spirit, was shaking her fishtail almost frantically, shaking her upper body so much that the shells seemed on the verge of falling off, and she shouted excitedly, “Yes, that’s it, that’s the intersect between reality and illusion that I’ve been seeking!”

“…”

Lin An felt quite embarrassed; he wasn’t really a big shot, he had merely sneakily replicated someone else’s spirit in a despicable way.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, trying to calm down Zheng Miao’s excitement, and pointed at the screen, “I need you to do a lot of work. First, the green here is all filled into diamond shapes; I hope you can change it into the shape of hexagonal honeycombs.”

“It’s best if it looks like densely packed bubbles on water, each hexagon having a random shape, and some of the cells can even be irregular quadrilaterals or triangles.”

“Second, I hope each set of color combinations can be adjusted as a whole because I might consider changing it to other colors, such as brown or gray.”

“Third, after you’ve done that, all the hexagonal cells need to be blurred, to show a gradient effect between different cells, achieving an overall soft-focus effect.”

“Fourth, this is just the most basic layer; underneath should be leather full of wrinkles. First, draft a proposal for this part, then we’ll think in detail about how to adjust it.”

“No problem!” Zheng Miao rubbed her hands together, looking quite eager, “Leave it to me, Idol!”

Lin An leaned back slightly, “Call me the team leader.”

“Alright, Idol!”