"Uh… Boss, are you sure you're alright?"
Serina had never heard William laugh like that before; even as an AI, she found it a bit unsettling.
"Cough, cough."
Realizing he had lost his composure, William quickly cleared his throat a few times, shedding the terribly grim expression he had just moments ago.
Then he said, "Serina, what is Neil Druckmann's position at Naughty Dog?"
"Druckmann and Bruce Straley share the role of writer, but… the vast majority of 'The Last of Us' was created by Straley, and Druckmann primarily served as art director."
"Hmm…"
William raised a hand to pinch his chin, his eyes narrowed as he looked out the viewport, seemingly pondering how to deal with this Druckmann.
As for why he disliked Druckmann so much…
Before he transmigrated, William, for the remastered version of "The Last of Us Part I," bought a PS4 Slim from the e-commerce big brother he'd patronized since childhood, and also followed IGN's perfect score recommendation to buy the second part.
Only…
When he played the second part, he found that the trailer and the actual content were quite inconsistent.
Even for the sake of political correctness regarding feminism and race, Ellie was made a lesbian, not killing blacks but killing Asians.
The most, most, most important thing was that Joel, that damn Joel, was killed by a muscular woman who was more masculine than a man, with a golf club.
Joel, this 'God of War,' was forcibly written to die.
In the first part, Joel trusted no one, but in the second part, he directly introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Joel, want to come to our settlement as a guest?"
After Joel was killed, 'Druckmann' even spat on Joel's corpse.
That's right, Druckmann appeared in the game as himself. How much did he hate Joel?
And in the later stages, he even had to control that idiotic muscular woman, Abby, and then watched a scene of a 'man' and a man…
Ugh!
Later, William searched online to find out why this was the case, only to discover that Bruce Straley had left Naughty Dog in 2014, and Neil Druckmann took over the development of the second part.
The funniest thing was that this guy only finished the first part in 2017.
Of course, he also had a 'feminist' wife, who once accused the GTA series of allowing players to run over women, which she considered extremely disrespectful to women.
Excuse me???
What??
So it's fine if men get run over?
Playing the game to the end, William found that no matter what, he couldn't kill Abby. WTF?
William didn't care how the studio whitewashed it; he just wanted to kill Abby, but even that last hope was shattered.
In short, "The Last of Us Part II" was filled with too much personal agenda, and major gaming media outlets still praised it.
But…
Since Druckmann is also in this world, then things will get interesting.
Thinking of this.
William, looking out at the cosmic scenery through the viewport, gradually curled his lips into a smile and ordered Serina:
"Serina, find a suitable reason to fire that Neil Druckmann. If there's no suitable reason, create one for me."
?
Although Serina didn't know why her boss disliked Druckmann so much, she still obediently replied:
"Yes, Boss, it's already in progress."
"Hmm, very good. Also, notify all major game companies worldwide not to employ him for six years."
"Boss… are you trying to blacklist him?"
"It's already good that I'm not killing him."
"Yes."
To be honest.
William really wanted to hit Druckmann hard with a golf club, and also that 'feminist fighter' wife, but hitting and killing people is not good.
Cutting off someone's livelihood…
√, that's the most correct choice.
Don't work in the game industry anymore; go to other politically correct industries.
.
Soon after.
The Pelican returned to the hangar of the Phantom.
Stepping out of the cabin.
William dismissed Hank and Alpha for rest, while he headed to Halsey's lab, ready to ask her some questions about the Thing.
Inside the deck corridor.
Whenever William returned to his quarters from the hangar, or went to the lab, he couldn't help but stop and gaze at the view outside the viewport.
Today it was the azure Earth.
Tomorrow it might be the earthy and sapphire blue Titan, and the day after tomorrow it might be the fiery red Mars.
As for Venus…
Colonizing Venus with Umbrella's current technology would be a pure waste of money and unrewarding; the environment is simply too harsh.
But sometimes William would also have the Phantom go to Venus's near-Earth orbit to admire this planet named 'Venus,' the goddess of love and beauty.
He hoped that one day, humanity could lift Venus's mysterious 'veil'.
He shook his head.
No longer thinking about those ethereal matters.
Turning the corner.
"Swish—"
As the automatic door opened, William walked into the lab.
He saw Halsey still working at her computer desk as usual, continuously strengthening Umbrella's existing technology.
William walked behind her.
Then his gaze was instantly drawn to the content displayed on the computer screen.
He quickly scanned it and saw "Funnel Drone" and "Particle-beam weapon."
Before he could ask.
Halsey turned her chair to face William and asked with a smile, "How is that agent's body?"
"His mental state is good, and besides, Rebecca is taking care of him," William said, pulling up another chair and sitting down.
"Catherine, do you think the 'Thing' species still exists in the universe, or rather, in the Milky Way?"
"Hummm…."
Halsey instinctively raised a hand to pinch her chin, pondered for a moment, and shook her head slightly, saying, "I can't be 100% sure.
But I speculate that given the habits of the 'Thing' species, they probably don't have a fixed home. They wander around to expand their knowledge.
So they definitely wouldn't return to a planet they've already 'visited.'
From the ice near their spaceship, we know it crashed in Antarctica due to some accident as early as a hundred thousand years ago.
If there were still 'Things' in the universe, a hundred thousand years would be enough time for them to visit Earth again to check on the crashed spaceship.
However, a hundred thousand years have passed, and Earth is safe and sound.
I believe that the spaceship destroyed by the company might very well have been the 'Thing's' home, because they only need a single cell to store the knowledge of their entire species.
This is completely contrary to our human strategy of wanting to multiply our race and colonize everywhere; they are better at hiding their existence.
Of course, this is just my conjecture.
To deal with similar biological situations, I will further refine the nanoserum to reduce rejection and extend its effective time."
"Hmm, I'll leave it to you," William nodded.
Then he pointed to the computer screen and asked, "By the way, are these the new equipment you're developing for the company?"
"That's right."
Halsey pressed the Enter key on the keyboard, and the concept art for an improved Spartan God Body appeared.
The mech in the image was numbered 7, and it had six diamond-shaped 'weapons' behind its left shoulder, and a new type of shield on its left arm.
Its right hand also held a 'lightsaber' similar to those in "Star Wars," magnified seventy-five times.
Seeing the concept art, William couldn't help but ask himself, 'This is practically a Gundam, isn't it?'
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