To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 317: Chapter 202: Car Accident (Second Update)_1

Upon learning that Fei came from the other side of the world, players once again became excited.

What is this?

This is a surprise Easter egg!

Fang truly is an honest person, even before we’ve fully grasped the old DLC content, the new DLC is already on the schedule.

Impressive!

Truly impressive!

And on the player forums, the ostentatious behavior of the Morals Aid Group also sparked public outrage.

They all looked at Fei, who had appeared in the Morals Aid Group’s room, and began to complain about the injustice of Fang Cheng Studio, seemingly many good things had been discovered by them.

However, the appearance of Fei also made them curious about the new DLC.

The huge robots were filled with aesthetic beauty, and there were also a lot of unconscious robots on the other side—if they could get these robots, who knew what it would be like to pilot them.

On the forums, some people had already begun to express their thoughts freely.

[The mecha should be the biggest, the power furnace the strongest! Don’t look down on players, max everything out, completely max out! One for each person, all maxed out!]

[I’ve already started to fantasize about the feeling of piloting a Gundam, it must be extremely comfortable.]

[Can the gender of a Gundam be customized? Can the upper and lower body have different genders?]

[To the person above, isn’t your XP a bit strange for a human being?]

[Where’s my XP strange, only those who don’t favor heavily armored upper bodies with massive Armstrong Cyclotron Cannons on the lower body have issues!]

Seeing these forum posts, Fang felt he was once again being put on the spot.

Seeing a group bubbling with discussions about piloting Gundams, Fang didn’t immediately satisfy them, but decided to start by figuring out what these robots really were.

Mechanical beings were unlikely to give birth to life; if consciousness appeared, it meant that these things might involve Immortal Spell or something else, and it was necessary to investigate.

Weighing the current situation, Fang decided to start with another robot that Tian Xuan had frozen.

The ice encasing the frozen robot was at absolute zero, this temperature meant that all the functions inside the robot had ceased, even the molecular movement had been locked, unable to interact with the outside world.

After retrieving the ice block, Fang began to check the conditions inside it, and then had a sudden realization.

“Artifact Spirits.”

If Fang was to explain with a situation he was familiar with, then each robot was actually a large puppet, but these puppets could replicate and optimize themselves.

During the replication process, some puppets gave birth to Artifact Spirits within themselves, although this was quite a rare occurrence, so in the end, there were only a thousand Artifact Spirits or so.

Artifact Spirits were very rare, and their birth also came with some innate Divine Skills, which manifested as the chips the puppets carried with them.

Furthermore, after acknowledging a master, Artifact Spirits would absolutely not betray them, being the best friends and mentors for cultivation.

Fang wondered whether the Far Traveler did it deliberately or not, but the things he left behind could indeed help these animals and plants to further explore the world, allowing their footprints to reach even farther.

Unfortunately, it seemed the Artifact Spirits didn’t think so.

Thinking about the information about the Far Traveler obtained during this time, Fang realized that the other party must have had a reason to leave after they were born, but still, he left many gifts and clues to his own journey.

From the original universe to the Mirror Universe, from the original humans to the Far Traveler, the mystery now lay on the other side of the gateway, and this aroused Fang’s curiosity about the truth.

Deciding to follow the Far Traveler’s footsteps a little later, Fang’s current focus was on the Artifact Spirits.

Artifact Spirits huh…

This is going to be fun.

In his previous life, Fang had never obtained an Artifact Spirit. After entering the Immortal Sect, the first Artifact Spirit he met was from an Elder of the neighboring Sect, and he couldn’t make a move on it.

Afterward, he kept busy with cultivation. In his spare time, he had to lead the Sect to grow and strengthen. He had never had a relaxing day, and naturally, that was that.

Staring at the still puppet in front of him, Fang removed all the chips from its body, preparing to thoroughly study them.

After a careful examination, Fang found that the Artifact Spirits really were mysterious, and the vessels for them, the puppets, were also extraordinarily magical.

The steel puppets were also incredibly strong; different chips loaded into them produced different effects, and experimenting with them brought endless variations, rejuvenating Fang’s long-lost joy of researching new things.

Feeling this rare delight, Fang stepped into his Sea of Consciousness. In the Sea of Consciousness, he fished out a thought of his own.

Then, a dozen thoughts were fished out, each a fun aspect of puppets he had experienced. A dozen interesting aspects meant he had already found considerable enjoyment in the puppets, which should be enough to try and get the players to also fall for the fun of making and relying on puppets.

Solidifying these thoughts, Fang opened a separate research vessel, then gently touched on the vessel’s mirror.

The mirror began to sway, and at that moment, the Mysterious Mirror world was solidified, everything inside was the same as reality, only without any flora, fauna, Heavenly Tao network, or Shadows.

Entering this Mysterious Mirror, Fang observed the Mysterious Mirror world for a while, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Everything in the Mysterious Mirror world was illusory, players could do whatever they wanted here without any consequences.

This time, he wanted to try a new approach.

Before, the games he made always had a discrepancy with the players’ ways of playing, eventually leading to his failure to achieve enlightenment.

But this time, he decided to leave the initiative to his own thoughts, projecting every interesting point he found in puppets into this place.

As each thought flew out, it split in two, half integrating into the Mysterious Mirror world, and the other half returning to his own Sea of Consciousness.

Because it was the Mysterious Mirror world, where everything was an illusion, the effects of the thoughts were amplified a thousandfold, and any random idea would bring countless stars reorganizing, the earth’s crust changing.

Closing his eyes, Fang let his thoughts change the Mysterious Mirror world. When he opened his eyes again, the Mysterious Mirror world was completely different.

A multitude of stars had been rearranged, the universe became neat and empty, materials for puppets were neatly placed to one side, and all the chips he could think of were put together, convenient for Fang to choose.

Planets changed according to their own preferences; some were covered by oceans, while others were filled with geothermal fires.

These planets weren’t just for show, because even in the Mysterious Mirror world, all the rules were imitations of the outside world, solidified by Fang Cheng’s thoughts. If the players’ puppets couldn’t adapt well to the respective environments, they would continuously suffer damage and eventually disappear.

However, it didn’t matter, as the puppets here could be regenerated infinitely. After all, it was the Mysterious Mirror world, where copying items was quite simple.

Moreover, researching puppets now could also prepare for later; even if one didn’t achieve the Way of Immortality, the next game could still gain enough experience. When players arrived at the other side via the rail, the transition could be seamless.

Content with the brand new world, Fang Cheng returned to the studio, only to be greeted by his employees’ resentful eyes.

Confused, Fang Cheng asked, “What’s up?”

“Boss, just close the rest room,” Xu Qingling sighed, “As soon as everyone starts working, they think about the rest room, wondering if now is a good time to go, if it’s okay to take an hour break, if it’s okay to stay another hour after work, and so on. While everyone’s efficiency has indeed increased, so has the daily torment.”

“But you all seem to be in good spirits.”

“Of course, every day at work is about training our willpower; how could it not be good?”

“Well, as long as it’s fine, let it be, and it’s okay if everyone spends their whole day in there. Oh, and Huang Ping.”

“Hmm?” Huang Ping asked blankly.

“This is the new game’s framework; could you expand on it?”

Seeing the USB drive Fang Cheng handed over, Huang Ping almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

A rest room isn’t enough, now you want to tempt us with a game, Boss!

Boss, you’re sinfully overwhelming!

After silently cursing Fang Cheng within his heart, Huang Ping gleefully copied the game from the USB drive and started playing.

However, after playing, his expression didn’t relax but instead grew increasingly grave.

It wasn’t just him; Xiao Douzi and Monkey’s expressions also turned solemn after playing.

They glanced at Fang Cheng’s game framework and the latest game news.

[Druid Entertainment Co., Ltd’s latest masterpiece “Fallen Mecha” is about to be launched.]

Druid Entertainment Co., Ltd was an old-brand game company in the United States, with a history of forty years.

Druid Entertainment once had the best working environment in the United States and the most powerful game producers—casually any one of them was a legend who created numerous game categories, and their evergreen games were too numerous to count.

Included was the largest online role-playing game of its time, as well as long-lasting, player-created map-filled combat games. Their formidable technical strength and gaming concepts made them successful for many years, dominating the best-selling game charts. They were once the industry leaders.

Almost every game company dared only to claim second place, as the first place throne was firmly occupied by Druid Entertainment—a dragon that every game industry worker longed for yet feared.

Unfortunately, that was in the past.

Now, Druid Entertainment had lost its former glory.

It had smooth sailing from its inception and had never known failure until arrogance drove away a large number of game producers. Later, stubborn refusal to fix game bugs and gameplay mechanics led to countless defeats.

The declining quality of new games led to a drop in its revenue over and over again.

Failure finally made it vigilant.

Pooling the company’s resources, it took three years to gather a great deal of talent, and after several postponements, it perfected its key project “Fallen Mecha,” setting the release date to be just half a month away.

This game was Druid Entertainment’s tour de force, and a centipede does not topple easily even when dead. Even if Druid Entertainment had fallen, the new game would still create a surge and sweep across the entire gaming world.

However, an issue arose.

“Fallen Mecha” was a game where players obtained mechs in a star system and then engaged in battles. In the process of the game, players could switch mechs and adjust weapons to ultimately annihilate their enemies.

It was an intense sci-fi mecha game with brilliant effects, lifelike modeling, and refined gameplay that had been polished over the years. The demo alone received rave reviews, and countless players were already holding their cash, eagerly awaiting the official release.

And the game Fang Cheng provided was also sci-fi mecha.

If they couldn’t launch the game within half a month, this game would undoubtedly be seen as an imitation, and the reputation of Fang Cheng Studio would definitely suffer a blow.

But looking at Fang Cheng’s attitude, Huang Ping realized that the other man was quite relaxed.

Although it was good that the boss was relaxed, Huang Ping still felt it necessary to remind him.

After sending over the “Fallen Mecha” news, Huang Ping asked, “Boss, what do you think?”

Having quickly read through it, Fang Cheng replied, “It’s very normal coverage. What about it?”

“Don’t you think it’s a clash?”

A clash isn’t scary; it’s only embarrassing for the inferior one.

Even though Fang Cheng Studio was powerful, Huang Ping still didn’t think they could clash with Druid Entertainment, especially since their demo was incredibly fun to play.

The official release would only get stronger, and this contrast made Huang Ping very nervous.

However, Fang Cheng remained his usual self.

He tilted his head to think for a moment and saw no reason for conflict between them.

His game was about letting players appreciate the fun of puppets, while Druid Entertainment focused on the confrontation between mechas.

Even if his players started fighting, they would treat the mech combinations as the mainstream; there shouldn’t be any problem.

So, he confidently patted Huang Ping on the shoulder, “Don’t worry, there won’t be any issues.”

“No issues would be strange.”

Sighing, Huang Ping returned to his seat. He wasn’t particularly confident about this game.

But since the boss had spoken, Huang Ping could only grit his teeth and continue working.