To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 876 - 481 Something is Off_2
Twenty-four hours of joint struggle had produced a subtle revolutionary friendship between the two, making their conversations much more relaxed.
As Hakurei Silver Dream pulled up the important news from this period, she remarked while looking through, "We actually missed so much stuff. The ’Night Parade of One Hundred Demons’ skill actually appeared! I’ve always wanted to pull that skill."
"I also have a skill I really wanted to see, though it’s not very powerful, but the effect of that skill is really explosive."
"I, on the other hand, would like to see that ’Heaven and Earth Collision.’ After using it, both enemies and I would self-destruct together, it’s just that the conditions to activate it are a bit stringent."
The two chatted casually as they walked, looking just like old friends of many years.
By the end of the conversation, Hakurei Silver Dream suddenly fell silent.
Glancing at her, Wu Wei asked, "What’s wrong? Don’t drop dead on me."
"It’s nothing, I just didn’t expect to get along with you so well. How old are you, Wu Wei?"
"Twenty-six, why?"
"That’s only three years older than me. I thought you were almost forty."
"When did you start thinking I was an older adult?"
"From all those outdated jokes of yours. Big brother, watch some of the recent anime, a lot of those jokes aren’t in use anymore."
"What’s it to you?"
"...True."
Hakurei Silver Dream sighed, looking at the ceiling, "Funny to think, twenty-four hours ago, I was actually looking forward to teaching you a lesson."
"And now?" Wu Wei asked curiously.
"Not anymore. I just want to have a proper match with you in mahjong now. After I discovered you all are actually old-time anime fans and pretty decent people, I started thinking about why I got so mad when you spoke up."
Wu Wei thought for a moment, then said, "Because I was right?"
"..."
Hakurei Silver Dream fell silent for a long time, then murmured, "Yes, you were right. I indeed am a person with no distinct personality, and I did use my love for anime as my last shield. Liking a niche culture gives me a sense of superiority. It’s ephemeral and intangible, but I need it."
"You don’t need any of that, you’re already amazing."
"That’s my biggest takeaway, I really don’t need that. But having played for so long, I’m tired of these visuals. However, I did confirm one thing, I really do love anime. Not because it’s niche or anything. I like it just because I like it. There’s no need to ascribe any particular meaning to it. And when someone asks me why I like these characters, I can also tell them, ’What’s it to you?’"
"Hmm..." Wu Wei thought for a while, then looked at Hakurei Silver Dream seriously and said, "I think it’s time to go for a personality match, considering what you just said was quite characteristic."
"Stop talking, please." Hakurei Silver Dream covered her face, too embarrassed to be seen, "I’m so embarrassed I might die!"
"If that’s the case, I’ll embrace your awakening, and let us unleash our dazzling youth!"
"Just stop!"
The bell signaling the end of registration rang, concluding at that moment, followed by the long competition, but the players no longer cared.
The war before the registration was the real competition in their hearts, the final outcome no longer mattered.
Some started live broadcasting the internal competition, but most people were editing stories from these twelve hours and pairing them with various bgms, creating a blockbuster atmosphere.
Others constantly blended different perspectives, resulting in a highly explosive effect, spawning several different versions of movies.
Anime, festivity, competition, mosaic—all these elements blended together, giving the game "Megalopolis" a somewhat cult-like vibe, and also spawning a plethora of memes in the game that would continue to emerge in videos even a month later.
The buzz around the competition continuously boosted the game’s sales. The fusion of mahjong, a traditional game, and modern card games was refreshing, winning the hearts and acceptance of players worldwide.
A cultural wave was rising. Even those who didn’t like mahjong could visit the game, enjoy the beautiful scenery within, and look forward to the next grand event.
Thanks to this wave, "Megalopolis" swiftly became a headline in media reports, with gaming influencers from various regions constantly streaming "Megalopolis" and introducing the joys of this Huaxia game.
Several experts also came forward to analyze the reasons behind the success of "Megalopolis."
"Innovation is the secret to a game’s success."
"Fang Cheng Didn’t Tell You These Twenty Facts, The First One You Absolutely Can’t Imagine."
"Megalopolis," a mahjong game that’s more than just mahjong."
"Traditional doesn’t necessarily mean outdated."
Inside Fang Cheng Studio, Wang Xiaoying looked at these reports and then at her own studio’s data analysis, feeling like she was dreaming.
Through Baidu Index analysis, she saw that Fang Cheng Studio’s fame had reached a new peak, and searches for their game were globally renowned.
And their Game Inn website’s ranking had soared correspondingly; the site had now entered the top three hundred rankings worldwide.
Although it was at the lower end of the three hundred, it still meant a tremendous amount of traffic.
Up to today, Wang Xiaoying had received many business offers, and an advertisement spot on the homepage of the website had fetched bids up to a million.
However, the boss didn’t like money, so all were declined.
Wang Xiaoying agreed with this.
She believed that the boss wanted to make Game Inn a neutral and impartial gaming site, definitely not involving any profit-making activities. It required great initial resolve and persistence, only someone who deeply loved games like the boss could achieve this.
However, Fang Cheng did not have this realization.
He just looked at the current Dustfire, somewhat emotional, and nodded his head.
It held on.
This round of Dustfire held on.
Although there were many anomalies, countless abnormalities, and several times the game’s development had exceeded his expectations,
in the end, "Megalopolis" held its ground.
Its Dustfire color was stable, although it had nearly changed color several times, in the end, it stabilized.
The players who stayed were interested in mahjong, and they kept exploring various play methods and strategies within the game, showing their passion in these tactics.
For these players who persisted with their identities, Fang Cheng swore that once he successfully ascended, he would let them live a life where they could just play mahjong every day without worrying about anything else.
Looking at this Dustfire, Fang Cheng felt very sentimental.
After reminiscing for a while, he was preparing to start proving his theories when he noticed some abnormalities in the Dustfire.
A strange flame appeared in the Dustfire; this flame seemed like the most basic desire, it appeared and started corrupting the Dustfire, causing it to rapidly change. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Hmm..."
With a serious expression, Fang Cheng watched this different-colored flame, hoping it was just a minor accident that would disappear soon.
However, the flame did not comply with his wishes; instead, it grew larger and began invading other spaces.
"Strange..."
Feeling uneasy, Fang Cheng immediately ascertained the source of the flame, then his heart sank.
Xiemen Waidao...
Why is it you again!
Immediately following this sensation into the game, Fang Cheng found Xiemen Waidao and his evil friends gathered together, excitedly playing mahjong.
While playing, they excitedly said, "Xiemen Waidao, you’re amazing!"
"Do I even need to say it!"
"How did you know about this bug? I thought this game was bug-free, and yet you managed to find one!"
"Who do you think I am! I’m your Evil Bro! From the moment I saw this game, knew about this mission, I knew this day would come! And since I knew this game had an eighteen+ hidden aspect, I knew it would definitely show up!"
"That’s right, this is the essence of the game! Long live ripped-clothes mahjong!"
