Chapter 926: Chapter 506: So That’s How It Is_2 Chapter 926: Chapter 506: So That’s How It Is_2 “Oh, it was me, I forgot to tell you.”

“No problem, I kind of guessed it was you. It’s okay as long as I know.”

Zhiyi Heavenly Lord turned to leave, but before he did, he couldn’t restrain his curiosity and turned back to ask, “Great Heavenly Lord, what exactly are you doing?”

“There are some things I can’t figure out, so I’m pulling out my thoughts to ask about the situation.”

“Then perhaps you could tell me, Great Heavenly Lord. Though my cultivation is not outstanding and my thinking is somewhat dull, as the saying goes…”

“Can you simplify that a bit?”

“Sorry, old habits. What I mean is, I’d like to hear it.”

Fang Cheng looked at Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, sensing a glint of gossip twinkling in his eyes.

However, it seemed harmless to share his thoughts with him, so he revealed all his ideas and then asked, “Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, what do you think?”

Zhiyi Heavenly Lord pondered for a long time and faintly formed a guess.

But this guess was so outrageous that he almost couldn’t believe it.

Seeing the changing expressions on Zhiyi Heavenly Lord’s face, Fang Cheng knew he must have thought of something, so he gently said, “But go ahead.”

After organizing his thoughts, Zhiyi Heavenly Lord looked up at the imposing Fang Cheng and said, “Great Heavenly Lord, if I’m not mistaken, it seems you’re somewhat expecting the players to stir up some trouble.”

“That can’t be possible, I’ve never expected anything. How could I… wait.”

Just as Zhiyi Heavenly Lord finished speaking, Fang Cheng felt his Sea of Consciousness boiling, a surge of thoughts rising from the bottom, dramatically changing his emotions.

Looking at the thoughts bubbling to the surface, Fang Cheng knew his feelings had been touched.

He truly was expecting the players to do something.

In the past, he had really never expected anything since he was strong enough from the beginning of his cultivation, and everything had developed according to his plans without deviations.

Even the appearance of the Overall Conscious Entity was under his control, and he didn’t regard it as a real opponent and handled it effortlessly.

Not even the ancient existence of the Dream Demon Sovereign could disrupt him; at most, he’d note how tough the opponent was after surviving one hit, then strike again.

Even concerning ascension, he felt it was something he needed to do, but he didn’t truly look forward to it.

But now, he found himself having some expectations of the players.

What was he expecting?

Xiemen Waidao had already left, and the game itself was almost stable. What could he possibly still be looking forward to in this game world developing according to his ideals?

“What am I still looking forward to?” Fang Cheng mused to himself.

“If I may be so bold, you seem to be expecting the players to cause some trouble.”

“How can that be! I hate it when those guys cause trouble. After all, every time they cause trouble… wait.”

The entire Sea of Consciousness was boiling, and thoughts kept emerging, filling the surroundings of Fang Cheng and Zhiyi Heavenly Lord with Fang Cheng’s imaginations.

Seeing the variety of thoughts, Fang Cheng knew what his true thoughts were.

With a sigh, Fang Cheng stood up and walked step by step to Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, patting him on the shoulder, “Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, I owe you one.”

Zhiyi Heavenly Lord stared blankly at Fang Cheng, his heart bursting with joy.

The favor of the Great Heavenly Lord, I’ve managed to secure it!

With this favor, even if he fell into the demonic path and became the Demon Lord, the Great Heavenly Lord would come to retrieve him.

In other circumstances, there was no need to worry about dying, as long as he wanted to be reckless, he could be as reckless as he wanted!

With trembling hands holding back his excitement, he sincerely said, “Great Heavenly Lord, you flatter me, but I’m not sure what you expect from the players, please forgive me.”

“No worries, I’ll go consult an expert.”

Then, the figure of Fang Cheng disappeared.

Leaving the Sea of Consciousness of Fang Cheng, Zhiyi Heavenly Lord flew towards his own small coffee shop, speeding up as he flew.

After confirming that no one was watching him, he burst into hearty laughter, shouting, “Wuhu! Take off!” as he flew towards the Passport World.

Although it was already a bit late, Mr. Shen was still diligently playing the game.

He was still a teacher at the Tianxiong Training Center, occasionally returning to teach classes.

Over the years, the students he had trained, though not as dazzling as those from Fang Cheng, had already found their footing in the gaming industry, each with their own development directions.

A new batch of students was about to graduate; they had passionately crafted their own games, which they presented to Mr. Shen for review.

Each game contained various errors, but Mr. Shen’s role wasn’t to discourage them; his task was to identify shining points within these games and find suitable job roles for his students.

After playing a new game, he heard his phone ring.

Seeing who the caller was, he answered the phone with a smile and said, “Fang Cheng, what’s the matter?”

“Mr. Shen, I have a question. I’m feeling somewhat excited about players causing trouble in my game. What’s that about?”

Mr. Shen looked at his phone puzzled, unsure why Fang Cheng was troubled by this issue.

But soon, he figured it out.

Everyone has their own points of uncertainty, and everyone is different.

What seems strange to you might seem ordinary to others, but sometimes, some great ideas are hidden within these ordinary points.

Mr. Shen didn’t know why Fang Cheng thought of this issue, but he didn’t overreact. Instead, he walked to his balcony, lay on a sun lounger, and looked up at the stars.

He suspected that Fang Cheng was dealing with a very critical issue, so he needed to thoroughly think through the essence of the problem and then offer Fang Cheng the best answer he could.

He knew that he wasn’t as capable in game development as Fang Cheng, but his decades of experience in the industry had given him a unique understanding, which would serve as experience for future generations and be continuously passed down.

Looking at the night sky, he suddenly thought of a saying.

In everyone’s life, there is at least one opportunity to impact the world.

It could be an unintended word, a seemingly meaningless good deed, or an accidental journey.

This opportunity may be recognized by you, or it might not.

It appears suddenly and disappears just as quickly. If there were an afterlife, it must be a cinema where they replay the moment they changed the world, over and over again, for them to appreciate repeatedly.

For some reason, Mr. Shen felt that this moment was happening now.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Cheng knew Mr. Shen was thinking, so he remained silent and waited patiently.

After a long while, Mr. Shen finally spoke, “Games are a form of art, and art always has something it wants to express.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And compared to other arts, games have a very distinctive feature: they are a living, growing artwork. They adjust continuously based on player feedback; they are a respiring work of art. Even if the creators pass away, the artwork continues to live on through the players, constantly rejuvenated by their influence.”

Listening to Mr. Shen, Fang Cheng thought quietly and then nodded.

Just as Mr. Shen had said, similar to many old games, even if the developers have stopped updating them, many veteran players keep updating the game’s mods because of their attachment, infusing new life into them.

“Civilization,” “Heroes of Might and Magic,” “Warcraft”…

It can be said that games are a living form of art; as long as there is one player who remembers it, it will continue to exist.

Mr. Shen knew Fang Cheng was also thinking and after giving him enough time, he said, “Games are artworks cultivated jointly by developers and players, both indispensable.”

At this point, Fang Cheng understood what he was looking forward to.

He was looking forward to players continuing to inject new life into the game, to mutually fulfill each other, making the game more interesting.

Having understood this, Fang Cheng smiled gently.

So that’s how it is.