To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 630 - 360 Why Provoke Them (Second Update)_2
Chapter 630 -360 Why Provoke Them (Second Update)_2
Chapter 630 -360 Why Provoke Them (Second Update)_2
Xiemen Waidao had already started the second difficulty level.
Forgetting sleep and meals, Xiemen Waidao completed the second difficulty and became thoroughly addicted.
He continued to conquer one difficulty after another, steadily advancing to higher levels, unlocking more content, and increasing the options available for him to play.
Finally, after unlocking the last difficulty, he heard Mukuai 1234’s voice at his ear, “You have proven your strength, and now you can enter a new challenge mode. In this mode, not only will you face neutral monsters, but you’ll also have more powerful opponents. Don’t worry, though, you’ll have AI to help you—together, you’ll achieve immortality.”
“Wait a sec! Afraid of mere AI? No way!” Xiemen Waidao bragged, “Bring on as many as you’ve got, and set them all to enemy mode. My Immortal Road needs no friends.”
“Then I’ll just set you up with some kindergarten-level AI first.”
“Looking down on someone?” Xiemen Waidao immediately said, “How hard can a strategy game’s AI be, anyway? I’ll wipe them out in minutes. Max out the number of players, crank the difficulty to the highest, and switch to a full alliance mode for me. I’m going to single-handedly thrash the whole world.”
Watching the cocky Xiemen Waidao, Mukuai 1234 decided to respect his fate and just secretly enjoy the show.
So, she did as Xiemen Waidao requested, selecting all the difficulty options for him. Then she let him play while she snacked on virtue and merit on the side.
Although she still didn’t understand what was fun about this game, Mukuai 1234 quite liked it.
For one thing, the speed at which she accumulated merit was unusually fast, making her feel this was a truly great place to be.
Since the volume of souls involved was considerable, Xiemen Waidao only had to do a bit of work for her to gain a substantial amount of merit, liberating her financially in the realm of virtue.
But before she finished a small pack of merit, she saw Xiemen Waidao emerge disheveled and covered in dust.
Teasingly looking at him, Mukuai 1234 chewed on merit and asked, “How is it going, my great commander?”
“Just a mistake. Watch my performance from now on.”
Without showing any embarrassment, Xiemen Waidao restarted another game session and re-entered the world of “Immortal Road,” only to restart again after another fifteen minutes.
Unwilling to admit defeat, he restarted repeatedly, and after struggling for over ten hours, he left the game expressionlessly to return the next day.
Looking at Mukuai 1234 sprawled on the floor, munching on merit and reading a book, Xiemen Waidao pondered, “I’ve thought about it for a day and realized that fighting seven at once is a bit troublesome; adjust it to a non-alliance mode for me.”
“Sure, keep going.”
An hour later, Xiemen Waidao returned with a grave look on his face.
In “Immortal Road,” players show as semi-transparent souls after dying, so Mukuai 1234 could tell at a glance that Xiemen Waidao was most likely killed by other cultivators and now appeared like this.
Glancing sideways at Xiemen Waidao, Mukuai 1234 laughed and said, “What’s up? Xiemen Waidao-chan?”
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Covering his face, Xiemen Waidao whispered, “Don’t make fun of me.”
“I’m not making fun, just stating a fact. Anything I can help with?”
“I feel like the game’s difficulty could be taken down a notch.”
Staring at Xiemen Waidao for a while, Mukuai 1234 put away her smile and opened up the replay of his last game.
After each game, the system automatically saves recordings for players to watch and reflect on their actions, to improve their gameplay.
Opening the replay for Xiemen Waidao, Mukuai 1234 analyzed directly, “Your early game operations were good, and your starting location was nice too, with copper and iron mines necessary for early development, and also the water resources essential for the Octopus-faced people. However, you relied too much on your racial talents during the mid to late game—wanting to control everything you saw with your racial abilities, which easily made you a target for the other AIs.”
“Well, I don’t think they protested against me,” said Xiemen Waidao, puzzled.
“That’s because they were secretly preparing to deal with you. The AI in the game secretly forms alliances. Just think of them as politicians in a real-world game. Those old guys don’t say everything, so you need to send out spies to find out their secret plans. You are usually so underhanded; why did you stop playing dirty in this game?”
“I wanted to try being righteous for once,” Xiemen Waidao said sheepishly, “but now that you’ve said this, I get it. I’ll play dirty then.”
An hour later, Xiemen Waidao came back in a translucent soul state and muttered to himself in confusion, “Strange, where did things go wrong?”
“…You were really despicable this time! Dropping a nuke on your own home and then framing your neighbor, what was that all about?”
“I was referencing reality. North America used to love dropping poison gas on themselves and then blaming others.”
Mukuai 1234 was at a loss for words and only after a while did he respond, “So there are still masters out there. Fine, let’s continue discussing the situation here, and then carry on analyzing it.”
“Alright, I didn’t expect you, Mukuai 1234, to be quite impressive.”
Mukuai 1234, praised by Xiemen Waidao, blushed slightly and couldn’t resist launching an almost harmless attack on him.
The new game had been released for a few days now, but there wasn’t much discussion online.
Everyone was busy playing the game.
Unlike the previous games from Fang Cheng Studio, “Immortal Road” gave off an extraordinarily profound feeling.
On the surface, its theme revolves around a Cultivator’s journey to immortality, but after playing it, players would realize that Fang Cheng’s traditional artistry has struck again.
It’s clearly a national epic of development.
Especially after unlocking the highest difficulty and encountering other civilizations, the game’s focus shifted from “how to make one’s character achieve immortality” to “how to make my opponents’ lives a living hell.”
Even the AI on the lowest difficulty had nearly the same playing level as a normal player.
And as the AI difficulty increased, the AI’s resources did not, replaced instead by a deepening of the AI’s strategic level, until it became a Holy Monarch with impeccable tactics.
It had complete knowledge of one’s own civilization, and each decision made could be executed to the end; AI of Holy Monarch Level could be said to be the fusion of all rulers in history, having shed all their flaws and retained only their strengths.
And not to mention the highest difficulty Holy Monarch, even managing a seven-to-one victory with your allies against the slightly less difficult “Emperor” level AI was a feat worth bragging about.
In the comments section of “Immortal Road,” the players’ posts were extremely entertaining:
[I spent fifty hours proving I’m the King in single-player realms, but AI took just one hour to prove I’m nothing but a noob. This game deserves an eleven out of ten.]
[After going through hell and back to finally defeat a normal AI, I felt absolutely rubbish. But seeing that most people couldn’t even beat a normal AI, I felt even more rubbish.]
[Holy Monarch Level AI isn’t that tough, I hadn’t even flexed my muscles and it went down. Ok, no more talking, I’m off to play games with my six Holy Monarch dads.]
[When I play dirty, AI plays dirtier. When I’m strong, AI is stronger. I feel like I’m a male side character who’s received a script for a villain doomed to failure, used by the protagonist to enhance user experience.]
[If it takes killing a Holy Monarch to kill me, then I feel like I could live forever.]
[Before playing: I can take on ten! After playing: Dad, please be gentle.]
[Becoming an immortal is no big deal, but the AI must die!]
In Fang Cheng Studio, everyone was also actively playing the game.
The characteristic of a strategic game is just like this, a giant time black hole where any amount of time it encounters is utterly consumed.
Meanwhile, Fang Cheng, looking at the player comments in the Game Inn, felt incredibly bewildered.
Becoming an immortal is so fascinating, why don’t you all want to become one?
Why are you all so obsessed with wiping out NPCs?
Why are you even provoking them?
