To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

The only disappointment was that this time, they had not discovered the Easter egg the boss had hidden beforehand, since this egg was a bit too concealed.

The original ancient nurturing game had transformed into a cycle of dynastic succession. Now, Zhao Qin was still locked in a prison cell, while a group of people debated whether the young emperor should be killed or spared.

Seizing the opportunity of having the boss nearby, Xiao Douzi washed his hands and brushed his teeth, making sure there was no odd smell, before asking politely and with a hint of admiration, “Boss, did you consider from the beginning to incorporate the struggle for imperial power into the game? They say that all your designs from the start were to lead players onto the path of conquest. Is that true?”

“No such thing,” Fang Cheng said frankly.

“I see, so can I understand that your design philosophy was to create a basic framework and then let the world operate on its own? It seems like a very high-end and new design concept.”

“I see it differently,” Huang Ping intervened, sharing his opinion, “I think the boss’s idea was to leave the gameplay to the players. The boss just designed the world and his ideal gameplay, but how to play is up to the players. However, looking at the current situation, the players’ every move has actually exceeded the boss’s expectations.”

Looking at Huang Ping, Fang Cheng felt that the other did understand him, but only to a certain extent.

Because the players had completely exceeded his expectations.

And it wasn’t just the players, NPCs had learned as well.

However, the changes in NPCs were still caused by players, so the mistake still lay with the players. It was all their fault.

That’s it, none of you will get the chance to enter “Theme Park: First Under Heaven” in person for years to come.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Fang Cheng stepped directly into the Box Garden, wielding the God Sword to deal with the final issues of this world.

Hovering in the void, Fang Cheng discovered that the God Sword, the core of the entire Box Garden World within the pocket, had vanished.

The original purpose of the Box Garden was to contain the God Sword, and now that the God Sword had left, the original settings of the Box Garden would also become invalid.

The shell of this world would be opened, and it would appear in the depths of Shadows, beginning to bear the burden of shadow invasion and could be transformed by the shadows at any moment.

Looking again at the exquisite setup here, Fang Cheng felt that this place should not be corrupted by shadow.

What is beautiful should be well protected.

Taking out the safety scissors from his pocket, Fang Cheng lightly snipped at the Shadows trying to invade this place.

Snip~

The surroundings of the Box Garden World were cut open, transforming this area into a domain of Shadows. Countless Shadows enshrouded it, wanting to invade this world, but they just couldn’t get in.

The rule that “Shadows cannot enter” was established, meaning that no matter how thick or powerful the Shadows were, they could never enter.

The God Sword, knowing what it had done, trembled with the sentiment that this was indeed what a God Sword should do.

Thinking this way, it seemed not so tragic to be a pair of safety scissors.

Having dealt with the external Shadows, Fang Cheng conversed with the scissors about its past experiences, but regrettably, it didn’t remember anything.

At that time, it was only a Sword Embryo, and someone had deliberately obscured its perception. It only remembered that twelve Immortals had sealed it in this Box Garden World.

In name, it was a sealing, but in reality, it was a completion.

It became connected to this Box Garden World, with everything in the world serving to forge it, allowing it to be successfully crafted within a thousand years.

Understanding this layer of design, Fang Cheng once again marveled that the creator here was truly a genius.

Now, the God Sword was taken away by Fang Cheng ahead of time due to Zhao Qin’s manipulation, the purpose of the world had disappeared, the rules that once bound them were slowly fading, and this world would thereby enter a brand new stage.

A stage with more freedom.

Clapping his hands, the original Spirituality was evenly distributed, entering into every NPC like a soul, endowing them with new wills and gradually allowing them to comprehend the truth of this world.

They would retain their immortality, they would still be a part of this world, but they would coexist with the players for a long time as special NPCs and start contemplating the purpose of their existence.

Although Fang Cheng didn’t know what they would ultimately come up with, it promised to be a very interesting topic.

After wrapping things up here, Fang Cheng felt that, although there were still some minor loose ends, they probably weren’t significant. So, taking advantage of the fact that the lunch break wasn’t over yet, he went back.

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However, after they left, something quietly arrived here.

This shapeless white light was a fragment of Little Heavenly Way, but here, it was also referred to as a god.

In the heart of the Shadows, hundreds of Little Heavenly Ways formed a Heavenly Tao network, resisting the Shadows together under the protection of this network and competing with each other when the Shadows were not too strong.

This divine entity discovered the Box Garden World enveloped by the Shadows and also noticed the active players and NPCs within, its unique ecological structure filling it with curiosity.

Immediately, something else caught its attention so firmly that it could not look away.

The Demonic Qi remaining after the Demon Sword’s slash was still there, floating in the air like a large, lazy black cat unwilling to move.

Moving closer, the Little Heavenly Way tried for a long time, but ultimately could not absorb even a sliver of Demonic Qi.

These substances seemed to possess extremely strong stability, not even the Little Heavenly Way could unravel them.

Meanwhile, the power contained within made the Little Heavenly Way unwilling to let go. The power containing laws was one of its favorite supplements, igniting an innate desire.

In the end, it decided to take away the Demonic Qi.

Even though it knew that the Demonic Qi did not belong to it and was the treasure of some powerful being, it just couldn’t control its greed to obtain them.

Although it could not absorb them, the Demonic Qi was surprisingly easy to carry away. Under the guidance of the Little Heavenly Way, they entered the Shadows and then headed towards the center of the area.

It wanted to deliver this Demonic Qi to its Priest, to have its Priest help analyze the Demonic Qi and deduce a way to utilize it.

If it could successfully harness it, then it would become more powerful, a strong entity within the entire Heavenly Tao network, leading everyone towards a bright future.

With expectations for the future, the Little Heavenly Way struggled to carry the Demonic Qi towards its temple.

In the afternoon, Fang Cheng returned to the studio and began tackling the studio’s problems, while also thinking about what game to make next.

In the more than eight months since he established the studio, he had made quite a few games, gaining many insights. Plus, having watched the Spring Festival Gala, he had accumulated quite a bit of inspiration, and it was time to consider making a new game.

However, as he pondered which game to make, he heard Wang Xiaoying say, “Boss, look at the news!”

With curiosity, Fang Cheng opened the news link given by Wang Xiaoying and started to read in detail.

At a glance, it was all official jargon. The general idea was to standardize the gaming industry, strengthen the regulation of the gaming industry, and strive to enhance the cultural attributes of games, boosting the competitiveness of the domestic gaming industry in the international market, and so on.

Seeing a pile of official jargon, Fang Cheng had to use Immortal Spell to translate these texts into language he could understand:

“We are preparing to try to introduce some outstanding foreign teams for a tentative reform, get ready to face international competition. How exactly will things change? Of course, we will play it by ear.”

After finishing, Fang Cheng asked in confusion, “So what’s happening?”

“What’s happening? Boss, from now on, we’ll be competing with internationally renowned games!” Wang Xiaoying said anxiously.

“Yeah, I know, and then?”

“And then, um…”

Being afraid of competition means lacking confidence in one’s products.

But looking at the games from their own studio, Wang Xiaoying felt that these games could stand out wherever they were. There was no reason to lack confidence.

Seeing Fang Cheng’s composed demeanor again, Wang Xiaoying couldn’t help but admire that the boss always remained so calm.

But Fang Cheng truly didn’t think there was anything to worry about.

He only wanted to make games that he found fun and that players would enjoy.

As for competition, he genuinely didn’t care.

Games, as long as they are fun, that’s enough.

And for a game studio, just producing good games is enough.

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