Users weren’t the only ones excited about the 1st anniversary celebration.
The development team was also swept up in the festive atmosphere, and all employees voluntarily stayed at the company and worked overtime throughout the festival period.
“No, I understand that it’s an emergency situation due to the surge in users, but shouldn’t the live service team be the only ones working overtime?”
Of course, even if it is voluntary, you are free to voice even a small complaint.
“Why are you working overtime even though it’s our first anniversary…?”
“Well, the 1st anniversary celebration means that the opening of Season 2 is just around the corner… … .”
In fact, the 1st anniversary celebration was a trick to delay the opening of Season 2 by a few days.
Because we weren’t ready to open Season 2, we postponed the opening of Season 2 and extended the 1st anniversary celebration period.
Of course, there is a limit to this kind of trickery. We have to somehow finish developing Season 2 within the time we save using the excuse of the festival period… … .
“So, is this what we call a night work festival, a crunch festival…?”
A career developer who recently changed jobs lamented.
Then the youngest new developer in Development Team 2 smiled and said,
“Still, working overtime was usually tough… … but somehow today was fun.”
Then, all the other employees around him made angry expressions.
“What, what did you say? Do you enjoy working overtime?”
“Ma, what are you doing?”
“Are you by any chance the legendary ‘company nerd’? A pervert who loves his company so much he doesn’t know what to do?”
“Oh, no! That’s not what I meant!”
The dirty new developer waved both hands wildly and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
“Because it’s a festival, the user response is also really good, and everyone is excited and enjoying the game… … I guess I feel good for no reason… … .”
During the 1st anniversary celebration, the entire gaming world was in high spirits, and that atmosphere was transmitted even to the development team.
But the other team members continued to tease the newbie.
“Look at this kid, he’s already trying to get ahead by flattering others.”
“I guess it’s because I’m young, or maybe because I can still enjoy working overtime.”
“Who said that working overtime is like a sport… … Well, you could say that we are almost like professional athletes.”
“There is no company in Pangyo armed with more sports spirit than ours!”
“Anyway, since you’re still young and healthy, you might feel good about getting a lot of overtime pay during crunch time, but you shouldn’t like this. It’s eating away at our health… .”
That was when.
The door to the Development Team 2 office opened wide, and Director Mincheol, Graphics Team Leader Shinji, and QA Team Leader Dongha appeared, holding a handful of food in their hands.
“Everyone, you’ve worked hard! Let’s have some midnight snacks, midnight snacks!”
The team members who were about to start complaining in earnest all changed their stances and ran towards Mincheol while making a “Wow!” sound.
The team members who were looking at the delivery food placed in a row on the large table in the conference room all made shocked expressions.
“No, what’s on the menu today?”
Chicken skewers, pork barbecue, stir-fried udon, hotteok, tang hulu… … .
There were plenty of foods that could be sold at a festival stall.
Mincheol shrugged his shoulders as he was setting up food on the table, saying calmly, “If you want to eat vegetables, there’s Vietnamese spring rolls here.”
“It’s a festival, so I ordered some festival food… … Don’t tell me you don’t want to eat it.”
“No, who doesn’t want to eat it? Give it to me!”
“Working overtime is sad enough, but you should at least eat well… … .”
“Is there anything you want to drink?”
“I just filled the refrigerator in the break room. Everyone, go and get something to drink.”
“It’s a very autonomous company, our Napalm!”
Everyone was mumbling though.
However, when it came to the festival food, the mood seemed a little excited. The team members ate snacks and drank drinks more noisily than usual.
“Eating this makes me feel like it’s a festival.”
“I can’t remember the last time I went to a real festival.”
“Once this crunch is over, I’m going to take my annual leave and go anywhere in the country, seriously.”
“If I just put on the head connector and put the Snow White festival distance on the screen and eat festival food, wouldn’t I get a rough idea?”
“How miserable are you going to be, rookie… … .”
While the employees were chatting away in twos and threes and taking their own food.
Mincheol, Shinji, and Dongha, who had brought food with them, toasted with drink cups in the corner of the conference room.
“Why don’t you remember your high school days?”
When Mincheol asked while chewing on chicken skewers, Shinji let out a hollow laugh.
“During the school festival? You know, the sour and heartwarming memories of when everyone else was having fun outside, but we were stuck in the club room preparing for the competition and just making games?”
“Back then, we ate the festival food we bought outside and it was delicious while making games.”
Dong-ha nodded, taking a sip of a refreshing non-alcoholic can of beer.
“I’ve never actually seen a proper school festival, but I still remember the taste! That awkward but stimulating taste of a high school festival!”
“Is there anything that you don’t like in the first place?”
Shinji patted Dongha’s plump belly once and shook his head.
“So you’ve been living like this, pickled in overtime and crunches since you were a teenager? Oh, really.”
“We are the best game creators who have been prepared since high school!”
“I’m not bragging… … When will this bad habit ever go away… … .”
Shinji sighed as he looked at the game production site that was not improving.
At that moment, Mincheol, who was snickering, clinked his glass with the two people’s glasses again.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
When Dong-ha and Shin-ji saw him, Min-cheol shrugged his shoulders calmly.
“Let’s continue to work hard in the future.”
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“… … .”
“… … .”
The two people who had been staring blankly at Mincheol for a moment soon put their food in their mouths with a faint sigh.
“Yeah, so you’re saying Wings wouldn’t go back without us… … ?”
“Who else but us can accommodate your wicked development philosophy?”
“ha ha ha.”
It was a time when three people who had been together for a long time were looking at each other and giggling like that.
Beep- beep-
“hmm?”
Mincheol checked the notification on his smartwatch and left the conference room looking puzzled.
“Just a moment, Gaia called… … I’ll go into the game.”
“Huh? Gaia? What’s wrong?”
Dong-ha tilted his head, but Shin-ji narrowed his eyes and smiled as if he knew what was going on.
“Hoo, Gaia… … This is truly a clever thing. Is this a festival?”
“Huh? What is it? Do you know what it is, Unnie?”
“There is something like that. Let’s have a midnight snack. It’s going to be a long night, so we need to replenish our calories.”
Leaving his friends behind and chatting away, Mincheol logged into Wings Online.
The place where Gaia summoned Mincheol was the top floor of the tallest spire in the Snow White Castle.
Mincheol, who logged in with his GM account, looked around and checked the tower.
Where are you?
“Here it is, Father.”
When I looked in the direction where the voice came from, there was Gaia leaning against the railing of the spire terrace and looking outside.
“What’s wrong, Gaia? I called you out of the blue and you came right away.”
“Haha. It’s nothing special.”
Gaia smiled awkwardly and pointed outside.
“I want to see this scenery together.”
In the place Gaia gestured to, a large full moon was rising brightly.
Under the full moon’s brighter-than-usual light, the snow-white landscape was spread out in radiance.
Numerous users filled Snow White, chatting, laughing, singing, and fighting, spending the night in a festive mood.
“This is the world we created.”
A beautiful city, and people who write their own stories in that city…
Gaia, who had been looking down in silence for a while, whispered.
“The castle in the sky that we built… … .”
“… … .”
Like Rapunzel trapped in a tower, Gaia looked at the outside world with longing eyes.
“Ha. It’s nice to look down like this, but how much better would it have been if I could mix with people there and enjoy the festival as a normal person?”
“… … .”
Gaia turned around.
The goddess bathed in pure white moonlight asked with a mischievous smile.
“Have you ever felt that way, Father?”
Mincheol is ultimately a director.
You are in a position where you cannot fully enjoy the game you created. You can watch it from afar, but you cannot jump into it.
I love you more than anyone else, but I can’t help but keep a cold distance from you.
To Gaia, who was expressing her sorrow as a creator, Mincheol smiled as usual.
“But this kind of scenery is something only we can see in this world.”
“… … .”
“Isn’t there a certain charm to watching from afar like this?”
Gaia, who had been looking at Mincheol with wide eyes for a moment… …soon smiled faintly.
“That’s true… … That’s true too.”
Mincheol and Gaia stood side by side in silence for a while, quietly observing the city bathed in moonlight.
Under the dazzling moon, people filled the city singing and dancing.
Gaia, who had been observing the deepening festival night, suddenly opened her mouth.
Don’t people know that their whole body is covered in moonlight?
They go into pairs and threes and chatter casually.
No, when they laugh, there is moonlight in their mouths.
I guess it’s a story about the moon.
Oh, at least let’s turn off the lights just for tonight.
In the corner of the room, under the eaves, like a snail
I want to see the lantern blushing at the sight of the moon.
Even on the back window of the street
The moon is down and dreaming.
Gaia, who had been reciting an old poem, turned to Mincheol and held out one hand.
“Well then, Father. Anyway, today is a festival… … .”
In the white moonlight, the goddess’s face flushed slightly, as if she was nervous.
“Could you please hang out a little more?”
“… … .”
Mincheol shrugged his shoulders as if he had no other choice and approached me, extending his hand to me.
“Okay. Just wait until I get back to work.”
Then, Gaia smiled as if she had no choice but to narrow her eyes and whispered.
“Honestly, I’m telling you, the mood is dead… … .”
* * *
The moonlight of the festival shone equally on everyone.
After getting an idea from a social experiment I did in a game, I ended up getting my PhD and logging in after a long time.
Even on top of the fireworks launched by the Doctor who declared, ‘Now I’m a real Doctor!’
After the finals of the martial arts tournament, he went from being a hero to a PK massacre criminal.
On Cain’s back, sitting alone and lonely on a desert sand dune, and inevitably receiving the whispers of his school friends.
An order to kill was issued in every city and every dungeon. I was living in hiding on the outskirts of the continent.
On top of Oldman’s golden crown, where he shares a few drinks with his followers on the night of the festival.
After winning the martial arts tournament, he rose to stardom in the broadcasting industry and began working as a security guard at the Snow White Festival.
As I was looking at the city bustling with festivals, I suddenly noticed Aaron’s hand grabbing the empty seat next to him.
In the end, they held their own festival in the comfortable Undertown rather than the uncomfortable Snow White.
Even on top of the camera app of Aggle King, who is busy talking in the middle of the square, surrounded by followers.
With the ambition to one day strike a blow to this world.
However, like a child, he was quickly swept up in the festival atmosphere and enjoyed the festival with his friends of the same age, with his cheeks flushed with excitement.
And from the lonely spire of the castle overlooking all these festivities and the world.
Also on top of Mincheol and Gaia’s heads while dancing.
Holding hands awkwardly, walking awkwardly, round and round, round and round… … The comfort of two people who burst into laughter because they found themselves funny.
The moonlight of the festival shone brightly.
And, watching the festival that seemed like it would go on forever without ending… … .
– No, the overtime festival can’t go on forever!
Oasis, the development lead AI, screamed.
– Gaia, Unnie?! And the development team?! Where have you all gone! This is not the time to be in a festive mood! I’m telling you Season 2 is going to be a flop! This is not the time to play around! Everyone, come back and come back!
* * *
like that.
Wings Online Season 1 ended with a finale festival, leaving an unforgettable memory for everyone, good or bad.
and…….
