Judging from the name alone, "Honor of Kings" is indeed not very outstanding, and it even looks a bit like a small-scale web game made in a shoddy way to make money crazily.
In fact, before Honor of Kings became popular, similar games on the mobile game market, such as Crossing the River, had much better names than Honor of Kings.
For example, "Vanity", "Super God", "Freedom Battle", "Blade of Heroes" and so on.
Unfortunately, having a nice name doesn’t mean it will be popular.
It is precisely this “Honor of Kings” with the most earthy name and the most resemblance to a web game that it has become the well-deserved king of MOBA mobile games.
Although the person in charge of Polar Bear Studio was not optimistic about the name, he still took a serious look at it because of the three god-level games Huo Yu had produced before.
This was an incredible sight, and the person in charge was completely fascinated.
From King of Glory to Peace Elite, to Genshin Impact.
Three games with different styles and highlights, completely subverted his understanding of video games.
It turns out that games can still do this, and the gameplay can be innovative in this way.
Blue Star's game production industry is completely scientific, with game designers focusing entirely on operability and graphic precision.
But what is the most important thing about a good game?
It's playability!
The three games Huo Yu chose are all full of playability.
By the time the person in charge came to his senses from the planning case, the sky was already dark.
All the workers in the workshop were off work, and he was the only one left in the huge workshop.
Fortunately, his colleagues were very considerate and left a light on for him.
Under the dim light, the person in charge whispered emotionally:
"Mr. Huo, you are my god!"
. . . . . .
A boxing gym in Black Province.
Bang bang bang——
There were no guests in the boxing gym, so the only sounds of punches and blows could be heard.
A middle-aged woman with excellent temperament held protective gear and resisted the attack of the heroic girl with a ponytail in front of her.
A cute little wolf cub with mandarin duck eyes squatted under the stage to watch, and howled excitedly from time to time.
Left jab, uppercut, right whip.
The girl's offensive became more and more fierce, and the middle-aged woman gradually felt that it was difficult.
The girl's little pink fist looked inconspicuous, but it was extremely powerful and made the middle-aged woman retreat repeatedly.
bump--
Finally, after one punch, the protective gear spun and flew into the sky.
The girl quickly stopped and looked at her master with a smile: "How are you doing, master? I have made great progress."
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a long time, and then hummed: "It's okay, she is one-third of my strength back then."
The girl was not convinced at all. Just when she was about to retort loudly, the phone behind her suddenly rang.
There was no other way, so the girl had to take off her boxing gloves and walk towards the audience.
When the middle-aged woman saw the girl turning around, she hurriedly shook her hand secretly and whispered: "Why is this girl suddenly so strong? Can living in the Arctic increase muscle strength?"
At this moment, the girl has already answered the phone and is yelling at the other end of the phone with a dissatisfied face:
"Huo Yu, you kid still knows how to call me? I thought you were seduced by the little vixen when you got home."
The middle-aged woman immediately stopped shaking her hands and raised her ears curiously.
"Xiao Mo, get ready to return to the team." A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Bai Xiaomo was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes burst out with eager light: "What's the situation? Tell me in detail."
Huo Yu said helplessly: "Come to live, you are still the best at it."
"MasterChef Competition?"
"What's the God of Cooking competition?" Huo Yu almost smashed his phone. "When I fight with someone, it's up to you to come or not!"
"Come on, come on." Bai Xiaomo's expression became visibly excited, "I'm very good at fighting, but you understand me."
Master Bai Xiaomo looked strange.
Did you hear it correctly? This girl is going out to fight with someone?
Or in front of yourself?
So arrogant?
"Okay, just take the nearest plane to the Imperial Capital and I'll reimburse you."
Just as Huo Yu was about to hang up the phone, he heard Bai Xiaomo on the other end shout anxiously: "Wait a minute."
"What's the matter?"
"Can you say hello to the airport for me? I want to bring something over."
Huo Yu asked doubtfully: "What else do you need to bring to a fight?"
"Fire axe." Bai Xiaomo scratched his hair cutely, "I can't feel comfortable cutting people without that thing."
Huo Yu: (O_O)?
Master Bai Xiaomo: (ŎдŎ；)
Can’t eat fried cakes?
. . . . . .
Jiangnan Province, a hospital.
Although Ling Ran joined the Ice Guards, the hospital's establishment was still maintained, and his identity was barely considered a doctor who went abroad to study.
Although it was a holiday, Ling Ran would also go to help when the hospital was short of manpower.
Medical skills are never just words on paper, but are optimized through accumulation of experience over and over again.
Helping in the hospital is also one of the ways to improve your abilities.
At this moment, Ling Ran was helping a strong man suture his wounds who had been injured in a fight. At the same time, two policemen were watching.
The strong man had a ruthless look on his face and scolded Ling Ran nonchalantly: "Doctor, can you hurry up? Mother-in-law, I have something to do later!"
The policeman behind him angrily yelled: "Be honest, you can't do anything today, prepare to go to the detention center."
The strong man sneered. As a veteran who often visited the detention center, he didn't panic at all when the police scolded him.
Compared to the police, he was more interested in Ling Ran in front of him.
Most of the young doctors in the hospital are top students who have studied hard in medical school. They have never seen gangsters like me on weekdays, and they usually dare not speak after a few words of fear.
But the person in front of him was different. No matter how he threatened him, Ling Ran still looked at ease.
This made the strong man extremely unhappy.
Just when the strong man was about to continue to increase the threat, Ling Ran's cell phone rang in his white coat.
Ling Ran's movements did not stop, he just took out his mobile phone with one free hand and chose to put it through.
"Old Ling, are you busy?" Huo Yu's voice rang from the phone.
Ling Ran said calmly: "It's okay. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Huo Yu, who was opposite him, naturally didn't know Ling Ran's situation at the moment, so he said to himself:
"Come to the Imperial Capital. I have a big job. Come and help me."
"Well, no problem, what's the mission?"
Huo Yu said in a relaxed tone: "Nothing special, just find a few people and kill a few more."
As soon as these words came out, the medical room immediately became quiet.
The strong man's eyes instantly became stunned, and the two policemen were more alert than before.
However, the police officer's wary eyes were directed at the strong man before, but now he was looking at Ling Ran.
One of the policemen had already begun to silently take out the baton from his waist.
Ling Ran was not aware of the changes in the three men at all, and continued to quickly sew up the wound on the strong man's arm with both hands.
At this moment, the strong man was no longer calm, and his injured hand began to shake violently.
Who the hell is this? Talking about murder without hesitation in front of the police?
Isn't this just an international gangster?
