ニュース 宇宙での猫の冒険は、ミュージカルとポイントアンドクリックの冒険のミックスです

宇宙での猫の冒険は、ミュージカルとポイントアンドクリックの冒険のミックスです

著者 : Anthony アップデート : Feb 26,2025

Purrfectly Strange Adventureの準備をしてください!今後のポイントアンドクリックミュージカルである宇宙の猫の冒険は、コスモスで失われたネコ宇宙飛行士の足にあなたを置きます。

あなたの唯一の仲間?アーサー・ダルビル(ドクター・フー)が声をかけた船のAI。一緒に、銀河をナビゲートし、エイリアンの世界を探索し、パズルを解きます。子供の音楽の専門家であるデイビッド・ギブが作曲した11曲をフィーチャーしたオリジナルのサウンドトラックを楽しみながら、すべてを解きます。

yt宇宙船のネコの毛皮の物語

ゲームはLiteバージョンで起動し、最初の章とコアゲームプレイの味を提供します。子供にとってのパズルの難易度はまだ不明ですが、風変わりなユーモアは、あらゆる年齢のプレイヤーに楽しい体験を約束します。

現在、宇宙での猫の冒険は、iOS App Storeでリリースされる予定です。 Androidの可用性はまだ発表されていません。それまでの間、パズルの修正が必要な場合は、iOSとAndroid用のトップ25パズルゲームの広範なリストをご覧ください!

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