Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: The Difficult Journey

Translator: 549690339

Lincoln always felt that selling 200,000 units was a small number, so the wave of popularity it caused was a bit unexpected.

But whether the number is small or not, it depends on what it compares to.

If compared to his plan of selling tens of millions or even one hundred million units, it would naturally be insignificant.

However, just for a single game’s sales, it’s already enough to cause some ripples.

Keep in mind, among the many small studios in the Bluebird Alliance, there are quite a few with only a handful of people. If their game can sell 100,000 copies, they can already celebrate a little success.

Not to mention that “Traveler of the Wind” is built on the latest next-gen console, truly achieving consciousness immersion, which is why it’s not surprising that it’s gaining so much attention now.

Like in the live broadcast room, marathon host Ayi has really struggled through a whole night and most of the day, bringing full rune collection all the way to the end of the Snow Mountain. The popularity of his live broadcast room has already broken his own record. He feels exhausted but also very excited.

Camille Victoria, who is on another live streaming platform, has broken her old streaming schedule like yesterday and started broadcasting again this morning.

Although she didn’t do a full collection, she was always progressing leisurely, exploring and wandering around alone, finally reaching the end of the Temple Checkpoint just now.

The heat in her live broadcast room is also maintained at a very high level, with comments flowing like a river, so that without any restrictions, it is impossible to see what they are saying clearly.

Not to mention the live broadcast room of the top broadcaster Super Tomato on P Station, even though it has already started the second round, the number of visitors has not decreased at all, and because new audiences have come in during the day, the heat is quietly setting new records.

Looking at this terrifying heat, Lincoln was momentarily puzzled, “Are these people really that idle? They can’t be living online 24 hours a day, can they?”

After wondering for a moment, he stopped thinking about these issues, since all these were good for him anyway.

He shifted his attention to Camille Victoria’s live broadcast room, because the end of the Temple Checkpoint was a very important turning point.

Camille Victoria unlocked the murals one by one in the Temple, made her way upward through the ocean of light magic and reached the top of the Temple.

Standing in front of the monument at the end, her resonance lighted up the stele.

The next moment, glowing runes began to appear slowly in the air. She followed the trajectory of the runes as they appeared, slowly looking up, and finally discovered a source of light like the sun above the dome, with rows of runes around it lighting up, and more runes slowly falling down and converging towards her.

Only then did Camille Victoria realize that it was the dome and walls of the temple.

Then, a giant white-robed ancestor appeared in front of her. Accompanied by the resonance with the ancestor, she saw a series of murals unfold.

Last night, she and Shuihua went through the thrilling underground level together and saw the little red figure accompanied by starlight fall from the sky in the murals.

Today’s murals began with the little red figure appearing on the sand dune.

Together with the hundreds of thousands of audiences in the live broadcast room, she saw the little red figure walk across the broken bridge connected by the magical red silk, slide down the sand dune, pass through an ancient hallway of ruins, descend underground, encounter the mechanical flying dragon, and ascend from the bottom of the temple to the highest point of the underground temple.

At the end of the screen, the little red figure, dragging its long scarf, fell not far from the foot of the Sacred Mountain.

Camille Victoria and the audiences immediately realized that the murals they had seen along the way were not ordinary ruins left behind by ancient civilizations, but rather a record of a prophecy.

The murals foretold the decline of civilization, her arrival, and her journey.

They predicted that she would overcome many challenges and get closer to the Sacred Mountain, and that she would ultimately fall just before reaching the Sacred Mountain.

Camille Victoria looked up and made brief eye contact with the white-robed ancestor, then gazed together at the seemingly close summit of the Sacred Mountain outside the window.

The gate slowly opened, revealing the passage leading to the Snow Mountain.

The falling snowflakes and the rustling cold wind from outside all indicated the hardships of the journey ahead.

Camille Victoria and the audiences fell silent for a short while, and the barrage of comments also quieted down.

But immediately, Camille Victoria lifted her footsteps and walked resolutely towards the next checkpoint.

“I don’t believe the path ends here. Our journey must have some meaning, right?”

Camille Victoria walked through the frozen hallway and stepped into the snowvy tundra. Not only did it look cold, but she could also genuinely feel the chill. This cold was carefully adjusted by Lincoln, gradually increasing with elevation to ensure an immersive experience for the players.

After taking a few steps, she saw a kite fall from the sky, plunging headfirst into the snow and quickly freezing.

Camille Victoria approached the frozen red silk kite and lit up the Resonance, also charging her scarf. With the energy of runes on the scarf, Camille Victoria felt a noticeable warmth in her body.

However, as soon as she walked two steps away, it froze again, and the energy from the scarf quickly dissipated in the cold, making her feel chilly once more.

She then realized that her magical scarf, which had provided her countless help during the long journey before, from this point on, could only provide temporary warmth, making it difficult for her to fly freely anymore.

But Camille Victoria didn’t give up; she persisted in moving forward.

Not much further on, she saw a massive mechanical flying dragon roaring across the sky, finishing its hunt. The dragon tore a kite apart in mid-air, scattering the energy light points with the cold wind.

Her crimson cloak was stained with white frost, and the harsh cold wind howled past her, blowing her so strongly that she floated backward, having to seek shelter behind a towering stele.

From this point on, the tall and narrow stele, which could be seen all along the way, became more densely packed, standing silently in the snowdrifts every few steps.

Even with some mental preparation, Camille Victoria was still frightened by this harsh environment.

“This is too difficult,” she sighed.

The comments agreed: “Yeah, it’s too hard!”

Camille Victoria began to lose courage, especially when she saw the mechanical flying dragon, remembering how scared she was yesterday.

At this moment, a brilliant meteor burst from the summit of Sacred Mountain, slowly streaking across the sky.

“What is that?” Camille Victoria looked curiously at the shining meteor. The comments quickly told her the answer: “Someone completed the checkpoint!”

“Someone completed it!” Camille Victoria immediately gained courage. If others could do it, why couldn’t she?!

In her competitive nature, Camille Victoria began to march forward with determination once more.

That meteor seemed to be just the beginning.

For every short distance Camille Victoria traveled, she could see a meteor shooting out of the light pillar at the summit of Sacred Mountain and crossing the sky.

It seemed that everyone had started to complete the checkpoint around the same time.

After a difficult trek, Camille Victoria finally crossed the snowy tundra at the base of Sacred Mountain and entered a set of ice-covered ruins.

By now, her red cloak had been dyed white by the snow.

While traveling through a narrow hallway, the fierce cold wind blew her back, making it difficult for her to move. Suddenly, a frozen red-robed player was blown down by the wind.

Without thinking, she reached out her hand to grasp the person tightly but didn’t foresee that she couldn’t keep her footing. The fierce wind swept her away, and she was blown through a damaged railing and quickly fell towards the cliff below!

“Ahhhhhh—

Camille Victoria’s scream echoed far away with the sharp cold wind..