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ECODASH: Cruzada interminable contra la contaminación del aire, rescate de vida silvestre

Autor : Ethan Actualizar : Feb 21,2025

Madre Naturaleza: EcoDash, un nuevo corredor interminable para Android, aborda la contaminación ambiental de frente. Desarrollado por BOM (Birmingham Open Media), una organización artística con sede en el Reino Unido, este juego es una colaboración única con niñas de 11 a 18 años de Powered by Can, un proyecto juvenil. Sus contribuciones dieron forma al estilo y la mecánica del arte del juego.

¿Qué hace que la Madre Naturaleza: Ecodash se destaque?

Los jugadores encarnan a la Madre Naturaleza, una científica negra, encargada de purificar la ciudad y rescatar a los animales de las garras de Smog, un villano que intenta una creciente contaminación. El juego implica superar la contaminación, recolectar purificadores de aire y administrar un medidor de smog para evitar ser envuelto por nubes tóxicas.

Más allá del núcleo de la mecánica de ejecución y salto, EcoDash incorpora misiones de rescate. Los jugadores se encuentran con animales en peligro de extinción que necesitan ayuda, en última instancia, liberándolos nuevamente en su hábitat de la selva tropical.

El objetivo de BOM era presentar el cambio climático y la contaminación del aire de una manera atractiva y accesible. El juego presenta varios potenciadores, escudos y elementos de bonificación para mejorar el juego.

Madre Naturaleza: EcoDash ofrece una experiencia simple pero impactante. Descárguelo de Google Play Store para experimentar este mensaje significativo.

Para obtener más noticias de juegos, consulte nuestra cobertura de Love y el evento Catch-22 de Deepspace.

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