Playing gas is all about fun; that’s the most important thing. Depth, art, educational value, emotional impact, open-world sandboxes, and the like are all secondary bonus points.
If it doesn’t bring joy, then it’s definitely a flop.
"The last hospital scenario was pretty good, could work as a TV script, but it wasn’t much fun to play because even when you solve the puzzle, you don’t defeat the enemy. Instead, you feel their overwhelming power. Can humans even defeat these things?"
"Also, you guys make the Ga too slow, the most critical thing is the production speed, it’s too slow, too short! There’s too little content; it can only beco an idle ga."
"As long as there’s enough content, a crappy script isn’t really a problem."
After a flurry of such guidance, I felt good, really good.
This is the joy of being a keyboard warrior, dispensing advice far and wide!
The simple survey ended with a flash of light.
[Thank you for participating in this survey, ga points 100.]
[Your current points total: 14,700.]
Wang Hao couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Do I really need your hundred points now? Instead of wasting ti on surveys, why not hurry up and make the Ga?
Next, he clicked on the five-star gift pack, and a familiar roulette spun once again.
Since he had caught up with the ga developnt progress, Wang Hao wasn’t as excited as the first two tis; even if he got sothing good, it didn’t really matter. 1-3 star simple scenarios don’t need any props, and harder scenarios can’t really be acquired.
He just watched the roulette needle point to a red button. (The five-star difficulty roulette has red as the highest level.)
A red light flashed.
A glinting, golden roulette-like prop appeared before his eyes.
"I knew I’d draw the best again; there’s no need for any special expectations."
Wang Hao said sowhat arrogantly, "This ga can’t escape the power of luck. When will it give a lousy white surprise?!"
[Congratulations! You have obtained the "Ti-Space Roulette." You can now draw "Epic," "Immortal," or "Mythic" level Talents for your "Reincarnated as an Oddity" ga!]
[Each draw costs 100 points!]
[Note: There’s a 90% probability of drawing Immortal Level Talent, a 9% probability of getting Immortal Level Talent, and a 1% chance to obtain Mythic Level Talent.]
"Why is it ’Reincarnated as an Oddity’ again? Is this even considered a reward?" Wang Hao always felt like this ga was a money pit, specifically designed to deplete his ga points.
But then he saw the next sentence.
[The oddities you create will be hostile to the current main storyline Demon God, "Moon of Illusion," and may cause it trouble.]
[The stronger the oddity created, the more trouble it brings. When the "Moon of Illusion" sustains 50% damage, you will receive the last clue.]
"Just participated in a survey, and now it’s realized?"
Wang Hao rubbed his hands together, a bit excited: "Or is it that the ga designers had already considered this content beforehand?"
To be fair, "Reincarnated as an Oddity" is quite playable, a pretty excellent Roguelike ga with good replayability.
But the difficulty...
It’s just ridiculous!
Etheric Abyss is not a place for ordinary life to survive; death can co at any mont.
A newly born slipper animalcule could encounter acid, flas, hail, or even be caught by monkeys for study—almost enough to write "Ten Thousand Ways to Die!"
Only with strong "Innate Talent" can one survive.
The normal lottery costs ten points a go, quite cheap, but the best Talent you can draw is just "Rare" level, so the strongest oddity you end up with is "Stone Buddha." And then this guy just inexplicably turns into stone.
But with this Ti-Space Roulette, I can draw "Epic," "Immortal," or "Mythic" level Talents, enhancing the playability of the ga significantly.
"It’s kind of tempting," Wang Hao swallowed, "but also kind of expensive."
Looking at the 14,700 points in his pocket, he clicked.
[Your current points total: 14,600]
The roulette began spinning.
[Congratulations, you have obtained an Immortal Level Fire Spark: Dragon!]
[In the dark and lightless Etheric Abyss, amidst the endless tide of information, a one in quadrillions chance of Innate Immortal—Dragon—was born. Right now, you are very weak and need to avoid those powerful enemies, but one day, you will grow to beco a Demon God that makes all the worlds tremble.]
[Now you can control this Immortal Level character on adventures in the Etheric Abyss.]
[You need to guide the Dragon to beco a true Demon God.]
A golden fla jumped out from the screen. From within the fla, you could vaguely see an eye filled with majesty, with flowing light in its pupil like solar prominences churning around the sun.
One look and you knew that this Talent was quite extraordinary.
"I drew an Immortal level just like that?" Wang Hao perked up, "9% probability, my luck’s not bad."
As for why I didn’t draw Mythic, it must be so sort of reserved item.
The viewpoint shifted to the "Dragon’s" perspective, facing a formidable opponent: a green hairy ball-like creature baring its teeth, its cilia moving about, trying to kill it.
"Begin the Dragon’s adventure!"
Wang Hao sat up straight, his face serious.
This guy was born the size of a soybean, way stronger than those single-cell weaklings!
After so operations, a prompt popped up: [The Dragon has died.]
[Cause of death: Eaten by a wild ball monster juvenile.]
He was stunned, his eyes wide open, shouting to the heavens, "I just fumbled a bit... why are the wild beasts so fierce?"
"My Immortal Level Talent just vanished like that?!"
He couldn’t accept it!
But soon, he discovered a prompt on the screen: "Would you like to spend 10 points to revive ’Dragon’ (LV1)? Please note: the higher the level, the higher the revival cost."
A revival fee of 10 points was actually quite cheap.
And so, with trembling hands, Wang Hao started his day’s journey.
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At the next-door "Aunty’s Dumplings," with their thin skins and generous fillings, a light bite released a rich burst of flavor that assaulted Ling Pingzhi’s taste buds.
The taste was simply soul-stirring!
Much better than anything like human souls.
So much so that with every bite, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of "ah," as if he were enjoying so rare delicacies.
"Another serving of pan-fried dumplings, please!" Ling Pingzhi shouted. In front of him were 5 plates, and he had likely already devoured more than sixty dumplings.
"Young man, eating so much, won’t that cause problems? It’s easy to get indigestion, poor digestion, constipation, diarrhea," the kind-hearted Aunty said.
"No worries, my body is very healthy," Ling Pingzhi called carelessly, "I get terribly hungry if I skip a al."
Now Mr. "Ling Pingzhi" had to eat Aunty’s dumplings every day! A hundred at a ti!
Of course, enjoying pleasures derived from humans also ant bearing human flaws.
The most painful thing for him was—defecating. Perhaps due to overeating leading to indigestion, and his dislike for vegetables, Ling Pingzhi found himself severely constipated.
So much so that he had to spend enormous amounts of ti each day, squatting in the stall, struggling with his stool.
"Why do humans need to defecate, that’s the question."
As he philosophized in his mind, he beca a philosopher: "If we eat only to excrete, then what’s the point of eating? Perhaps eating is just for excreting after all? Seems sowhat reasonable... Actually, defecating can be quite joyous."
A Demon God, as an idealistic being, does not need to defecate.
Suddenly, a blue light flickered in the space.
One flash!
Two flashes!
Three flashes!
It was as if a cold wind from Siberia had frozen the surrounding space-ti.
"Who are you fighting with again? Hasn’t ’Moon of Illusion’ been defeated yet? Why are you fighting again?" Ling Pingzhi huddled his neck, also frozen in ti.
But at least as a Subordinate Demon God, his thoughts still functioned normally.
The blue light point did not offer any response.
However, in the next mont, a terrifyingly powerful force erupted in the café on the second floor!
This massive force, like the sun, was boundless and infinite, traversing vast distances in an instant, breaking through the ti freeze!
Fortunately, this sun-like "force" was not targeting humans; under the influence of the blue light, it shot straight into the sky, heading toward the moon...
A few seconds later, the frozen space-ti was released once again.
Ling Pingzhi looked at the ceiling, dumbfounded.
People were bustling in and out of the restaurant. It was as if the scene from monts ago had never happened.
Thanks to the sumr vacation, the restaurant owner’s daughter helping out in the shop brought over a large bowl, saying with a pleasant voice, "Your soup dumplings!"
"Oh, oh!"
Ling Pingzhi ate his dumplings with caution, like a little schoolboy who had learned his lesson.
Speaking to himself and addressing the speck of blue light: "What was that just now, it didn’t feel like a destructive force, but rather... creation?"
"Who is that gentleman at the internet café, may I know? Oh? I can’t know, alright, that’s understandable."
"And what’s that Ti-Space Roulette thing, why is it placed at the edge of the well? It seems so troubleso, does it match my stature?"
His true form, a well.
Located in the Ga Training Camp.
Providing one drop of well water each month.
But now, sothing that looked like a grinding stone had been placed at the side of the well.
This thing seed ordinary, and indeed... it was also just ordinary? rely a decorative item made of gold.
With his territory encroached upon, Ling Pingzhi was a bit irritated.
"Huh?" Ling Pingzhi swallowed hard, "It’s really just a decorative piece!"
"But if he believes it’s not just a decoration, then it’s not a decoration? He thinks it’s a Ti-Space Roulette, so it’s the real Ti-Space Roulette? Is that really so!"
He couldn’t help but breathe rapidly.
What kind of ability was this!
Absolutely breathtaking!
Creation is much more difficult than destruction.
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