To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 827 - 457 New DLC

"Wang, say something."

"Yeah, Wang, if you don’t talk, I start to wonder if you’re dead."

"You can just hum a little if you like, I hate it when you’re silent."

But Wang completely ignored these voices, fully immersed in his diaper business.

Since he started playing games, it had been fifteen days.

In these seven days, he slept only six hours a day, the rest of his time was spent on either studying various advanced techniques of diapers or reading all kinds of books to better learn the industrial principles of diapers.

Now, Wang burst with an enthusiasm comparable to that of college entrance exams, invigorating his once barren brain for a second spring, continuously absorbing all sorts of knowledge, improving himself.

He felt his understanding in this field continuously improved, and the knowledge gained in reality could be applied in the game. The synergy of the two allowed Wang to clearly feel his cognitive level improving and reaching an almost superhuman state.

Despite this, he still felt it wasn’t enough.

He was the man who would be the king of diapers!

Watching Wang, who had gone mad with obsession, the audience in his live stream had grown accustomed to it.

After all, "Please Come In, Guest" was so enchanting that once you started, you couldn’t stop.

For a talented gamer, creating three or four hit games in their lifetime and becoming the silver moon in players’ hearts was already no small feat.

Over time, previous inspiration and experience would gradually be consumed, and the progress of the times would destroy the developers’ experience they once relied on, washing them away with the merciless waves of time, becoming the froth of the era.

But Fang Cheng was different.

This man, seemingly without limits, kept launching a variety of interesting games that made players linger and return.

Even more terrifying was the fact that after producing several games, Fang Cheng’s understanding of games kept improving, and he infused this understanding into his games, making them extraordinarily entertaining.

The game’s intricacies had reached a peak, and during gameplay, one could distinctly feel a sense of effortless mastery. Fang Cheng’s seemingly casual design made everything just right.

However, what surprised Fang Cheng was the fact that this game received rave reviews, but the concurrent online numbers weren’t as impressive as he desired.

Staring at the game data, Fang Cheng found that the concurrent online users had reached a million, but this still left him unsatisfied.

He had filled his Taoist Heart several times, the boost in strength each time mattered little to him, as the peak was still the peak.

The key issue was that following each replenishment, the needed Dustfire also increased, and now these numbers were no longer sufficient.

After reviewing the data for a while, he said to Wang Xiaoying, "The online numbers aren’t too high, do you have any clues?"

"Isn’t that high?" Leon asked in surprise when he heard this, "For an average game, this level is basically a miracle! Boss, aren’t your standards a bit too high?"

Watching the excited Leon, Fang Cheng realized that foreigners are often easily astonished.

Wang Xiaoying also looked at Leon helplessly, then pulled out her analysis report and briefed Fang Cheng, "I’ve noticed this situation, and based on my initial research, our game has a serious issue."

"What is it?" Fang Cheng asked curiously.

"It’s a bit too fun," Wang Xiaoying stated seriously.

Leon, who was busy working, stopped what he was doing and looked at the conversing Wang Xiaoying and Fang Cheng. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Was his own Chinese language taught by a physical education teacher?

Why could he understand each sentence clearly, but when put together, he was utterly confused?

As Leon pondered what the problem could be, Wang Xiaoying continued explaining, "The game’s feedback is too dense, easily creating a dependency among players. The early game pace is very fast, and some players can’t bear to waste even a second, resulting in an addictive experience that goes on for too long, causing them to neglect their other responsibilities. Apart from a portion of players who have the time, most opt to put the game aside to play when they’re free."

"Can they really resist?" Leon asked, puzzled.

"Mortgage, car loan, education loan, they have to resist," Wang Xiaoying sighed.

Leon nodded in empathy.

He had taken out loans for college; education in the United States was insanely expensive with textbooks costing hundreds of US dollars. Every time he bought textbooks, he felt like the university was rather kind.

After all, they could just rob him, but in the end, they still provided a textbook.

It took him three years of working to pay off his loan, and when he did, the relief brought him to tears.

"It seems that young people around the world are pretty much the same, all facing the same struggles," sighed Leon.

"Yeah, there’s hardly any time for games," Wang Xiaoying echoed, "Due to lack of time, the game is a bit of a grind, which is why concurrent online numbers spiked initially but gradually decreased. But don’t worry, I’ve found that the related gaming streams are quite popular, which shows that players still really like our game."

"I see."

Fang Cheng took the report from Wang Xiaoying and started to read it carefully.

Compared to before, Wang Xiaoying’s progress was also significant.

The report was thorough, with data and theory supporting every detail, making it a textbook example of a game analysis report.