Chapter 934: Chapter 510 This Place is Too Familiar_2 Chapter 934: Chapter 510 This Place is Too Familiar_2 “If you were a bit smarter, it wouldn’t have come to this.”

Qian Xiaohao wanted to say something more when he suddenly felt a chill at the corner of his mouth, and then saw the maid hurriedly pulling away, a blush quickly spreading to her earlobes.

Wiping her mouth, the maid said with a blushing face, “That’s exactly what I mean. Anyway, I don’t like the plot of the pretty maid and the foolish young master. The script I want to see is about a strong woman and a dumb little boy. Do you get what I mean?”

“I don’t get it!”

“Get it! Anyway, I’ve delivered my message. Once I succeed in my entrepreneurship, I’ll come back. Before then, keep the other half of the bed and your butt ready for me. Goodbye.”

Watching the maid leave nonchalantly, Qian Xiaohao involuntarily touched his own butt, feeling his integrity was in jeopardy.

You see me as a maid, and you see me as a butt?

No wonder you always asked me to learn swimming, so that was the reason!

What’s going on here?

Qian Xiaohao spent the whole night thinking blankly, and despite racking his brain, he only managed to understand one thing:
The maid might possibly, probably, maybe like him.

He relayed this information to his online friend Mingtu, nervously asking, “What do you think I should do?”

“Idiot.”

After responding, Mingtu went offline.

Just like that, Qian Xiaohao lost two close ones today.

However, the uproar they caused didn’t cease and instead began to blow in another direction.

One Miserable World fell, and thousands of Miserable Worlds stood up.

They discovered new business opportunities, then inherited the mantle of Miserable World and began actively scavenging those sob story streamers.

The sob story streamers, naturally, wouldn’t just sit back and do nothing. They began ruining relationships with the NPCs around them, actively setting up particularly tragic scenarios to make it harder for the rescuing streamers to succeed.

A fierce battle of strategy emerged. Some especially tragic places were referred to as bunkers, and those who came to destroy these environments were called engineers. They began battling under different circumstances, providing the audience with a series of brand new fights.

One wanting to rescue, the other not wanting to be rescued, a game that should have been about reminiscing “Childhood” turned into a PVP game, perplexing the players who had initially followed this game.

Did we just play a pirated version?

Why has this game changed like this?

In response to this situation, Chen Rang visited Fang Cheng Studio and conducted a new interview with Fang Cheng.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Chen Rang looked at Fang Cheng and felt Mr. Fang’s aura had become more elusive.

Previously, he had felt that Fang Cheng seemed quite detached, as if merely sitting there, he had a transcendental vibe like a sage exiled from the world. This feeling was now even more pronounced.

But strangely, amid the detachment, Fang Cheng also seemed especially approachable; the two conflicting qualities clashed yet merged, making him seem all the more unfathomable.

Clearing his throat, he suppressed his amazement and looked at Fang Cheng, asking, “Mr. Fang, first of all, congratulations on creating yet another popular title. The online numbers for ‘Childhood’ and the excitement in the streaming rooms are quite evident, and watching the battles between engineers and bunkers seems very interesting. Some areas have even set up specialized confrontations. Did you anticipate this as well?”

“Not at all,” Fang Cheng said with a smile, “I initially just wanted to create a simple game to reminisce about childhood. I didn’t expect it to turn into what it is now.”

“Really? Then why were all players placed in the same server from the start? If it wasn’t planned for PVP gameplay from the start, that wouldn’t have been the case.”

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, then seriously said, “If I say it was to save time and costs, would you believe me?”

“Mr. Fang, although I’m just a game journalist, I’m quite familiar with the game development process. Please don’t lie to me.”

“There’s no choice, but that’s the truth.”

Staring at Fang Cheng for a while, Chen Rang felt he shouldn’t believe it.

But the Fang Cheng in front of him was a genius programmer, a deity of the gaming industry, a leader in various gaming fields, a benchmark in domestic games, a spiritual parent to thousands of ED gamers, his father-in-law…

With the myriad of halos surrounding him, Chen Rang believed every word he said.

Even if he told him now that by devoutly kowtowing in Fang Cheng’s direction a thousand times a day, his beloved Mukuai would turn into a real person and come to find him, he would believe it.

Thus, he nodded devoutly, “Okay, I believe you, father-in-law.”

“Father-in-law?”

“Please don’t mind, just joking.”

Staring at Chen Rang for a while, Fang Cheng calculated with his fingers, then said, “I am not your father-in-law, but your mother-in-law is over there.”

Following the direction Fang Cheng pointed, Chen Rang saw tiny Tian Xuan struggling to operate the computer, the contents of which he could not understand at all.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, “Is Mukuai’s mother her?”

“Pretty much the same idea.”

“I’ll go and say hello later. But let’s finish the interview first. If it’s really as you said, and players have discovered a new way to play by themselves, how do you view this matter?”

Fang Cheng thought for a while, then said, “In the past, I might have been unhappy.”

“And now…”

“Still not too happy, but somewhat gratified. Gaming is essentially an interactive art form, and if players can discover new ways to play within the game, it’s an acknowledgment of the game developers. What we need to do is not to limit their gameplay, but to let them have more fun.”

Chen Rang nodded, thinking of several game companies.

For instance, Druid Entertainment.

Contrary to Fang Cheng’s beliefs, it epitomizes arrogance, always dominant, with each update primarily meant to subdue the players.

They delete what the players like, withhold what the players want, and the designers seem to consider themselves the players’ father, their arrogance pervasive throughout the game.

Smiling softly, Chen Rang felt he had gained a lot today.

Looking at Fang Cheng, he asked a few more questions and then voiced the query that most concerned him.

“Mr. Fang, your studio has developed quite a number of games, and although there is Passport World, many players still want to adventure with characters from previous games. Have you ever considered…”

Chen Rang trailed off, finding it difficult to continue.

This question stemmed from his own personal desires.

Nevertheless, it was also the sentiment of many players, who similarly cherished certain NPCs and hoped to embark on grand adventures with them in a new world.

Fang Cheng perceived Chen Rang’s little scheme, yet he didn’t probe further.

Gazing into the distant void, he nodded and said, “Don’t worry, it won’t be long.”

After the interview, Fang Cheng saw Chen Rang off and then left for the void.

Retrieving the coordinates given by the Overall Conscious Entity, he followed them and soon arrived at the specified location.

The coordinates were beyond the three thousand worlds, outside countless universes, resembling a vast ocean where numerous civilizations continuously rise and fall, marching toward the supreme skies.

This was the Land of Dao Certification, the place closest to transcendence, where powerful civilizations, sensing its existence, made their way here.

Though what lay at the center of the Land of Dao Certification was unknown, they could feel its call, continually warring and conquering other civilizations, all to advance further.

Numerous civilizations perished here, yet new ones rose from the lower universes; the civilization represented by the Overall Conscious Entity was merely one among many.

“Alert, you have entered our territory, we will…”

Hearing a warning from nearby, Fang Cheng casually brushed aside the source of the voice, then looked around, deep in thought.

Indeed…

This place was all too familiar.