To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 653 - 372 Give the Other Party a Retribution
Chapter 653 -372: Give the Other Party a Retribution (First Update)_1
Chapter 653 -372: Give the Other Party a Retribution (First Update)_1
[Interesting Game!]
[It’s so addictive; I nearly don’t want to go to work anymore.]
[My colleague has resigned already, saying they want to simulate how much money and time it would take for a round-the-world trip on foot, and then to see if that money could take them to the moon instead.]
[Even though the gameplay is so simple, just continuously spending money, but… but… why is this game so fun?]
[I really want to see another developer make a similar game, but I feel a bit sorry for them.]
[Certainly, if a big company made it, it would likely turn into ‘Start with 100 bucks a day, get an additional 10 bucks for logging in every day, and a monthly pass can get you another 10 bucks, with VIP levels unlocking higher limits.’]
[They would include a gacha system, with some worlds only accessible through drawing cards.]
[And there have to be fragments, and different world items that need to be purchased separately.]
[Give a free Golden AK on the first charge, and then let you go on a rampage in the Martial World, right?]
[That’s a great idea, I’ll give it a try later, to see if I can get a Desert Eagle in the Martial World. I’ve even thought of the name, it’ll be called One Yang Finger!]
[So the Six Pulse Divine Sword is the Golden Gatling, huh!]
[Then the Descending Dragon Eighteen Palms would be an RPG? While others practice martial arts, I climb the tech tree!]
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The game genre of “Here Comes One Trillion” can be categorized as simulation, and while the concept is very simple, it’s hard to imitate.
Developers ready to follow Fang Cheng’s trend soon discovered that their computing power couldn’t keep up.
To achieve such powerful simulation capabilities, at least a large server cluster is needed.
However, with such powerful computing resources, it would be a waste to only use them for gaming.
Moreover, the game is free, web-based, and players can enjoy it on a computer, or even just as happily on the mobile browser that comes with their phone.
Like his players, Fang Cheng was also happy.
Now, on the weekend, he was watching the Dustfire in front of him, waiting for dinner at his parents’ home, while tending to his Spirit Grass.
The Spirit Grass leaves in his home were lush and succulent; just plucking a handful before cooking and rinsing them with cold water made a great dish that Fang Cheng was very fond of.
And today, Fang Cheng’s home was very lively; Tian Xuan sat aside watching the replay of this year’s Spring Festival Gala, her big eyes glued to the screen, not wanting to miss a single detail.
Besides this regular visitor, there was another guest, the Zhiyi Heavenly Lord.
Zhiyi Heavenly Lord recreated his physical body, appearing as a handsome young man, but the blue Taoist robe and the hair bun he wore gave him a distinctive ancient air.
He was playing Go with Mr. Fang, who sat opposite him, gazing blankly as if an unprepared college student faced with a brand new paper.
After a while, Mr. Fang hesitantly placed his back stone on a spot on the board, but right after he put it down, he heard Zhiyi Heavenly Lord say, “You’ve lost, let’s play again.”
Slowly, Mr. Fang took back the stone he had just placed and then put it down in the same spot again.
“Not bad this time, let’s go again.”
After one more round, Zhiyi Heavenly Lord nodded with satisfaction: “You’re getting better and better, let’s continue.”
Some ten minutes later, Mr. Fang couldn’t hold back any longer.
Looking at the handsome young man before him, he hesitantly said, “Shall we do something else?”
“Playing Go is so interesting, aren’t you getting better at it?” Zhiyi Heavenly Lord asked, puzzled.
“But I keep doing the same move. Where’s the fun in playing like this?”
Zhiyi Heavenly Lord looked at Mr. Fang with confusion before suddenly realizing, “My apologies, I forgot that you’re an ordinary person with insufficient computational ability. It’s my oversight. Let’s have a normal game.”
“No need, now I understand that you Heavenly Lords play on a higher level. Um, this Heavenly Lord…”
“Just call me Zhiyi,” Zhiyi Heavenly Lord quickly said, “or, little nephew is also fine; I don’t mind.”
“Aren’t you a big shot in the world of cultivation? Isn’t that sort of address a bit disrespectful?”
“Not at all, you’re an Immortal Father now, so whatever you call me is okay, even if you call me Goudan. Having a bond with the Great Heavenly Lord for two lifetimes, you’re no ordinary person either, so calling me little nephew is not a problem.”
Mr. Fang clearly looked pleased and inquired of Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, “Really? Do I really have something extraordinary about me?”
“Definitely. Although I can’t see it, that’s because my cultivation is not sufficient. You must have it.”
Mr. Fang’s smile froze.
Had it not been for the earnest expression on the other’s face, Mr. Fang would have definitely thought he was facing the Great Heavenly Lord of the Sarcasm World.
When Fang Cheng mentioned he would have a visitor, Mr. Fang thought his son had finally come to his senses and was about to bring a girlfriend home.
But when he saw that the guest was actually a man, his hopes turned to disappointment.
However, once he found out the guest was also a Heavenly Lord, he started to have his own little schemes.
Glancing at Fang Cheng, who was still pruning, evidently in a good mood, Mr. Fang whispered, “Zhiyi, there’s something I want to ask.”
“That’s not possible.” Zhiyi Heavenly Lord said seriously.
“I haven’t asked yet!”
“I know, but you lack the talent to cultivate, so it’s not possible. Although I could help you defy fate, the karma here is too deep, and you would likely end up in a terrible fate.”
Mr. Fang’s heart skipped a beat, and any thoughts of cultivation he had entertained were instantly dispelled.
