“Europe’s game expo? Of course we have to bring Euro Truck Simulator!”

Just as Gu Sheng chatted casually with Shinji Mikami in Neon.

At the same time, in Fury’s main conference room in Zhongjing, Director Li Xiaofeng was grinning as he spoke!

That’s right!

This time, the game that Golden Wind and Fury were collaborating on was none other than the classic Gu Sheng had praised in his previous life as one of the four post‑Steam masterpieces — the legendary “truck” title: Euro Truck Simulator!

Just as Gu Sheng had described.

It’s a racing game that isn’t really about racing.

The game approaches from the perspective of a truck driver: starting from car rentals and later buying your own truck.

You’ll drive global heavyweights like Scania, Mercedes, and Volvo, roaring down Europe’s streets and highways.

Hauling cargo to earn commissions is your ultimate goal.

The scenery en route and the music from the radio are the balm for your restless spirit.

Become a truck driver.

That’s the entire gameplay.

Indeed, in this game you’re unlikely to feel the thrill of speed; even in online mode, convoying with friends often means endless traffic jams on the highway.

There are no rivals breathing down your neck, no frantic timers screaming at you to go faster and faster.

Only timely deliveries and commission settlements — that’s your objective, calm and uneventful.

But precisely because of that characteristic, Euro Truck offers the most unique experience.

Although Golden Wind would partner with Fury to contact heavy truck manufacturers and obtain the most authentic data to faithfully recreate their machines, it’s easy to imagine that players won’t focus on their dashboard during the journey. Instead, they’ll stare out the window —

There will be the Seine glowing gold under the sunset, the sunflower fields of Padua in bright bloom, the dreamlike lavender seas of Provence.

Meanwhile, you can choose to sync to local radio and listen to a late‑night music program in the quiet of night —

“Ten o’clock Zhongjing time, the night is gentle, the years steady, welcome to tonight’s…”

It’s a hectic life, but a peaceful harbor to savor.

It soothes the restless city soul and is a blessing to the many who suffer from electronic‑sheep fatigue.

Driving games aren’t only about roaring engines.

Rest your hand casually on the wheel, roll down the window, and feel Florence’s artistic breeze — that might become an unforgettable journey.

Only…

“...Is this really a racing game?”

After Li Xiaofeng’s introduction, Zhang Ling, head of the Qingsprout Studio in charge of the project, hesitated and raised his hand.

“A game like this… doesn’t it have no precedent?”

Zhang Ling felt uncertain.

He’d attended the Europe expo before!

What kinds of games dominated that show?

Sports cars! Gorgeous models! Wild rallies! Extreme formula racing!

It’s the stage where power and skill combine — an adrenaline supertrack!

Are we… going to bring a bunch of trucks to the expo?

The rule of racing games has always been about who can pump the most adrenaline into players.

But no studio has ever made tranquility and scenery appreciation the game’s purpose!

Will players really buy into that?

Honestly, Li Xiaofeng didn’t know either; he couldn’t guarantee it.

But!

“What other choice do we have?”

Li Xiaofeng sighed slightly and looked at Zhang Ling.

Silence.

Zhang Ling fell silent, and the entire Qingsprout Studio quieted.

They had no choice.

As a company founded on racing games that had stuck to that lane, every designer and programmer at Fury knew the reality: creativity in racing games had long since dried up, and the field had become an industrial arms race.

Racing is racing; speed rules — variation doesn’t change the core.

Whether single‑player or multiplayer, shifting gears and flooring it to the finish line is the core and ultimate destination of racing games.

Given that, publishers can only keep upgrading industrial quality: make visuals ever more realistic, force feedback ever more immersive.

But how could they compete with CloudPower in industrial technical strength?

Seeing the room fall silent, Sato, who had been sitting to the side, finally spoke:

“Gentlemen, I think we should have more confidence in ourselves.”

Exactly!

Since this was a joint development, the three chiefs of Steel Chain Fingers — Sato, Yuki, and Okura — had temporarily joined Fury as “Golden reinforcements” to lead the project. Hearing Sato’s Mandarin so fluent from a Neon native surprised everyone at Fury, and all eyes turned to him.

Sato continued:

“Before Left 4 Dead, no one thought firearms could be modeled so realistically for aiming.”

“Before PUBG, no one thought shooters could become a Battle Royale.”

“Before PT, the concept of psychological horror wasn’t even on our radar.”

“Before Escape from Hell, no one expected a filmic game could hit you like that.”

“Peak Kingdom ignited the extreme sports craze; It Takes Two pushed cooperative games to their peak; Stardew Valley invented the casual farming legend.”

“All of these were creations that came from nothing.”

“This time, we will again use Golden Wind’s creativity and Fury’s decade of rich experience to open a brand‑new racing game category.”

“We’ve faced CloudPower before.”

“Their fate wasn’t pretty.”

“This time will be no different.”

Those words stirred everyone’s hearts.

Indeed. This time their partner was Golden Wind — the studio that had created countless legends in the industry since its founding.

And the proposal in their hands had been written by Golden Wind’s chief game designer, the nation’s top designer, Gu Sheng himself!

CloudPower was powerful, sure.

But precisely because of that power, they had to take an unconventional path.

Now, standing before them, there was no more choice; only the word “believe” remained.

Believe President Gu! Believe Golden Wind! Believe Steel Chain Fingers!

As Sato said —

The previous clash between CloudPower and Golden Wind had left CloudPower bruised even when Golden Wind was outnumbered, so the result this time would be no different!

Seeing their subordinates nodding, Li Xiaofeng admired the confidence and tenacity of Golden Wind’s studios and applauded:

“Since no one objects, Director Sato, please outline the project plan, starting with the budget.”

—1—

Everyone looked at Sato.

Sato blinked, seemingly unfamiliar with the word: “Bu...dget?”

Heavens above!

How long had it been since he’d heard that word?!

After hesitating, he asked reflexively, “How much do you... have?”

“Ah…?”

Now it was Li Xiaofeng’s turn to be baffled.

“What do you mean, how much do we have? Director Sato, in what sense?”

“Just…”

Sato shrugged, looking a little embarrassed.

“How much discretionary funding does Fury have right now?”

Silence.

A dead, heavy silence.

Li Xiaofeng’s mouth opened slightly; his gaze trembled, eyes showing outright fear.

What the hell was Sato asking?

What did he want to do?

What does it mean how much discretionary funding we have?

If I ask you how much you want, are you going to answer, ‘Give me however much you have’?

“Pardon me for being forward….”

Li Xiaofeng was stunned for a long moment before cautiously asking, “How do you determine budgets for that kind of amount at Golden Wind?”

At this, under everyone’s watchful eyes, Sato slowly shook his head and opened his mouth:

“We generally… don’t deliberately set a budget.”

“We… just spend as much as it takes….”

At those words, the room froze even further.

What???

Admittedly, in the Chinese game industry everyone had long heard that Golden Wind was famous for throwing money at projects without hesitation, not caring much about development costs. But they never expected — Golden Wind didn’t just not care, they simply didn’t make budgets!

They just spent!

Their attitude was: cost is merely the company’s cash pool limit, not the cap for our game.

At that moment Li Xiaofeng suddenly understood.

No wonder Golden Wind could continually produce titles like PUBG, Titanfall, Sekiro, It Takes Two, and Resident Evil 7 — games whose investment didn’t match their scale.

They just kept funneling money in with no retreat, and that’s why they kept delivering!

“Because… Director Shen said before…”

Sato gave an embarrassed but respectful smile and explained:

“Our consistent pursuit is to make the game as good and refined as possible within the limits the company can bear.”

“In Director Shen’s view, cost is tied to employees’ imagination and creativity, and directly related to quality.”

“If you don’t dare to imagine and spend cautiously, you can’t make a great game.”

“After all…”

“Golden Wind is a game company, not a budgeting firm.”

“Money… is not our primary concern…”

Those were his exact words.

Heaven and earth as witnesses!

Sato inwardly grinned.

I didn’t make this up — Director Shen literally said this in a meeting; those were her words!

Li Xiaofeng believed it.

Who was Shen Miaomiao?

She was one of the fastest‑rising young entrepreneurs in the past decade and the heiress of Shen Capital’s leadership.

Was she short on money?

But… damn…

Li Xiaofeng’s legs wobbled; he leaned on the table and sat at the head of the conference room, embarrassed down to his toes.

I can’t do this!!!

We only look big because we’re listed — a lot of that is just air! If you want me to reach into the company’s reserves, not even our CEO has that authority!

The atmosphere turned awkward.

Li Xiaofeng didn’t even know what expression to wear as his Qingsprout Studio team looked at him with a mix of envy and disbelief.

Unlimited budget!

Is that for real?!

“Cough cough!”

After a long while, unable to bear the awkwardness, Yuki finally spoke up:

“Well… how about this —”

“Director Li, shall we discuss plans for Euro Truck first?”

“As for the budget, we can settle the numbers after finalizing the plan?”

Phew—

“Ah, yes yes yes! That’s perfect!”

Li Xiaofeng finally breathed easier.

Thanks to this beautiful art director, he was rescued from being roasted alive.

But before he could fully exhale, Yuki smiled softly, nodded, and added:

“First, we need to go to Europe for on‑site reference.”

Pfft!!!

Li Xiaofeng felt his chest constrict and nearly spit blood — he couldn’t help but want to cry and laugh at the same time.

Golden Wind? The Wind of Burning Money!!!

Steel Chain Fingers? The Fingers That Pull Out Their Wallets!!!

These aren’t reinforcements; these are money‑incinerating machines!

And now they expect an apology?

My apologies to the young masters and missies of Golden Wind; we didn’t know you’d never fought a poor war before — sorry to have troubled you.

Shimi Masai whatever…

On this side, Li Xiaofeng felt both grief and awe at Golden Wind’s little shocks.

On the other side, a global storm unleashed by Golden Wind was about to break loose!

A world‑shaking core network conspiracy was set in motion!

A modern war symphony woven by blood and fire was about to begin!

In mid‑November!

Golden Wind’s first shooter blockbuster with an investment exceeding three hundred million dollars — Call of Duty: Modern Warfare — arrived as scheduled!

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by lotustale.com