To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 542 - 315: Unrest in Fang Cheng (Part 2)_2

Chapter 542: Chapter 315: Unrest in Fang Cheng (Part 2)_2

“I appreciate your train of thought, but don’t joke around now. The other small circles around here are connected to this world, but I’m not sure if there’s a connection between these small circles. However, generally, there should be one.”

Seeing that someone else wanted to speak, Xiemen Waidao stopped them and continued, “Now, these other small circles keep asking us for help, but they only come in and never leave. What will be the final consequence?”

“The big circle shrinks and finally disappears?” Another member of the group said.

“Exactly, that’s the current situation here. If we don’t curb it, this place will eventually head towards extinction. Therefore, it is the right way to have both an influx and an outflow. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Simple and clear, it’s like seeing light amidst the tranquility.”

“Being overly fancy is also not allowed! Start thinking now about how we can fully implement our ideology. And not just ordinary implementation, but an all-round crushing implementation.”

After explaining what Immortal Village needed and what other places needed, the members of the Morals Aid Group began to ponder.

They had already understood the situation here and knew the path before them was a test. If they passed it, they would undoubtedly impress Taoist Chankong, and they could promote their ideology even better.

“So, our question is how do we make those places accept our management and at the same time improve?”

“That’s the idea!” Xiemen Waidao praised, “Doing good deeds is not a bad thing, but after doing them, we need to let them know. Helping them is a favor, not helping is our right. They shouldn’t take it for granted in the future.”

In the midst of this conversation, the Teleportation Array lit up again.

A deep calling voice came from the other side, but nobody answered, just letting the calling continue without response.

Seeing this, Mukuai 1234 was just about to ask a question when Xiemen Waidao pulled her aside and whispered, “Don’t talk, let them yell.”

After a quarter of an hour, the voice from the other side finally stopped. Mukuai 1234, confused, asked, “Why didn’t you respond? Don’t you want to educate them?”

The people from the Morals Aid Group looked at each other, and finally, someone voiced their doubt, “Xiemen Waidao, your Mukuai doesn’t seem very smart?”

“Indeed, my Mukuai has more schemes than I do; every meeting with it is a psychological battle. Even if I don’t play games, engaging in this battle of wits with Mukuai could entertain me for a day.”

“My Mukuai is also very clever, just a bit of a sharp tongue. It tells me every day, ‘Only someone as dumb as you would stay with you.'”

“That’s really going too far. How could anyone in our Morals Aid Group be dumb?”

“I’ve said the same thing. But it says, ‘You can’t even understand the real meaning behind these words. You really are dumb to death.'”

Watching the group quickly go off-topic, Mukuai 1234 asked impatiently, “So why?”

“For no particular reason.” Xiemen Waidao explained, “Something too easily obtained isn’t cherished. If every call is answered, then they will take it as the norm. Only by accepting their calls occasionally will they start to value it.”

“Well said,” a member stood up in agreement. “Furthermore, we need to establish a good monetization and safety-net system. Make their summons random each time, which benefits them in spending more on summons.”

“Let’s drop the mobile game monetization model. Any other suggestions?”

The group started to speak rapidly, and soon they crafted a preliminary plan.

Their current goal was to create a sample so that when Taoist Chankong inspected, he could use this model as a benchmark and see that this place was indeed much better than just doing good deeds.

Mukuai 1234 listened from the sidelines, feeling that these people’s approach seemed to be straying from the original purpose.

But just as she was about to say a word or two, she noticed that there appeared to be an extra person here.

Upon closer inspection, Mukuai 1234 felt all her hairs stand on end.

Great Heavenly Lord, why are you here!

At this moment, Mukuai 1234 was like a class monitor who accidentally noticed the teacher’s face appearing in the glass behind them while the rest of the class, oblivious, was discussing excitedly about the game they played last night.

She wanted to stop what was happening, but didn’t know what to say, and could only watch helplessly as Fang Cheng listened to Xiemen Waidao’s discussion, then sighed, fearing that she might be finished.

However, Fang Cheng’s thoughts were different from hers.

Regarding his Dao enemies, Fang Cheng’s degree of attention was quite high now.

Upon learning that Xiemen Waidao had also entered the game, he paused his research into the Immortal Assembly’s information and shifted his focus to see what Xiemen Waidao was actually doing.

A group of people had been discussing for several hours, and Fang Cheng had silently observed for several hours as well.

It was not until the members of the Morals Aid Group left the area and began to compile the meeting records that Mukuai 1234 found the opportunity to come over, standing beside Fang Cheng and whispered, “Great Heavenly Lord, may I explain?”

“Explain what? No need to explain, you’ve done well,” said Fang Cheng.

Mukuai 1234 nearly burst into tears.

When the big boss praises you, it is either because you’ve done very well, or because you’ve done terribly, and they’re preparing to ‘optimize’ you.

Mukuai 1234 felt certain she wasn’t close to the former, so it must be the latter.

Blowing her nose, Mukuai 1234 said with a sobbing voice, “I don’t want to do any other job…”

“I didn’t say I wanted you to do any other job.”

“So, you’re sending me to do construction work in the Passport World? I don’t want to go there either.”

“Construction work can be quite fun… Oh, have you misunderstood me? I do indeed think that what Xiemen Waidao said makes sense.”

Mukuai 1234’s eyes immediately widened in confusion as she looked at Fang Cheng, “But Great Heavenly Lord, they don’t agree with the principle of doing good deeds without seeking reward.”

“I don’t agree with it either. Think about the reasoning yourself, and if you figure it out, you can be a bit smarter,” Fang Cheng replied.

Mukuai 1234 instantly pondered whether Fang Cheng was also suggesting she was a bit dense.

Fang Cheng, on the other hand, watched Xiemen Waidao busily at work, realizing that this Dao enemy also had commendable aspects.

From the time he began interacting with the people of Immortal Village, he felt that they seemed to mimic the actions of the Immortal Assembly a bit too much.

The Immortal Assembly could rescue people in various regions because they were strong and likely had more than one Heavenly Lord.

These were their foundations, the reasons they could offer aid to the external world without seeking reward.

Furthermore, at their level, rewards had already been given—these were the salvation and hope of civilization.

However, the situation for the current Immortal Assembly was different; what they should be doing is accumulating their own strength and improving themselves.

While interacting with other small worlds, they can help others, but the precondition is not to wear themselves out, lest they exhaust themselves to death here.

Yet, given his status, saying these things might lead to other ideas among the locals. And the views of Xiemen Waidao might correct some thoughts of the residents here, allowing for a more reasonable development.

Therefore, Fang Cheng said to the still contemplative Mukuai 1234, “It’s fine, follow them. Their ideas may not necessarily be wrong; everything now depends on their own fate.”

“Yes, Great Heavenly Lord.”

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Finding that there were no issues here for now, Fang Cheng also returned to his studio, continuing to refine Dustfire while he resumed his research into the Immortal Assembly’s information.

Now, even his Dao enemy didn’t present a problem, so his path to enlightenment should be problem-free, right?

But what was this underlying unease about?