Chapter 796: Chapter 443 It’s not fun_1 Chapter 796: Chapter 443 It’s not fun_1 “`
[The ga is interesting—by setting different environnts, the initial scenario of the ga changes, and then various plots randomly erge based on these changes. This ga is much more fun than I imagined.]
[I was born a genius, with an IQ of up to 250. I could excel in anything and beco a top talent in any field. But why did I suffocate to death because I couldn’t breathe!]
[When God closes a door for you, he’ll make sure your mouth is closed too, which is quite reasonable.]
[Reasonable my foot! Are you saying I should never have been born!]
[Better than , I aid to live to a hundred, but I was born a vegetable. Do you know how it feels to watch the scrolling text on the screen until you turn a hundred?]
[Just say if you lived to be a hundred or not!]
The popularity of “Parallel World” exceeded everyone’s imagination.
It even exceeded Fang Cheng’s own expectation.
Because the ga was web-based and didn’t use any fancy effects or sound, it could be played in any browser.
Even with an old mobile phone, you could quickly open this ga, enter the answers to the questions, and start playing, watching how a parallel version of yourself lived their life under different settings.
The content of the ga was based on the players’ settings, plus so fortune-telling deductions, so the scenarios presented in the ga could be quite absurd. However, amidst the absurdity, there was a sense of “this is how it should be.”
Standing by the studio’s window, Fang Cheng stood motionless, watching the subway entrance not far away.
Every fifth person walking out of the subway was staring at their phone, but not at novels or news—instead, at his ga.
They continuously entered key characters, defining another possible life for themselves, and then began to read it as if it were a novel.
Because it was a life they set up, the content was especially imrsive, making it very engaging to read.
Watching the scene before him, Fang Cheng pondered.
Graphics are not everything in a ga, nor is music—the core is creativity.
Just like “Parallel World” showed, even a ga without graphics and music can bring joy to players through its creativity.
Seeing those people playing his ga, Fang Cheng’s mood improved considerably.
Sipping his Spiritual Tea, he nodded in satisfaction, feeling that he had gained so insight into the ga industry.
Indeed, he could understand these players.
There was nothing wrong with his taste.
At that mont, Leon happened to lift his head and saw Fang Cheng bathed in sunlight.
The spring sunlight falling on the boss made Fang Cheng, standing at the window, look as if he were enveloped in a holy light—the sanctified sight made Leon wonder if he had witnessed a miracle before swiftly returning to his senses, troubled by his own odd feelings lately.
Turning back, he looked at the life trajectory just simulated by “Parallel Life” on the web page in front of him, feeling increasingly in awe of Fang Cheng.
That man was not human at all!
If soone were to tell him now that Fang Cheng was the reincarnation of the god of gas, Leon would praise that person for their good eye.
Simulating life randomly and stringing experiences together through random events is sothing others have done before, and many have tried to copy it at the ti.
Although it’s easy to create such a ga, making it good is not easy at all.
These kinds of gas heavily rely on content. Although text production costs aren’t high, ensuring the text is consistent, while keeping it fresh for players, is extrely difficult.
Adding one crossover event could potentially break the ga’s logic, and the system needs to rember past events and handle internal logic on its own, which is almost impossible.
However he thought about it, Leon couldn’t figure out how Fang Cheng had done it. He could only conclude that his boss had reached an inhuman realm, casually creating sothing so powerful that no one could understand.
With all your talent, why did you choose to make gas?
Seeing Fang Cheng now, Leon felt a mix of emotions.
Such a person, if involved in AI or other fields, would undoubtedly achieve extraordinary results.
Without creating new content, just by demonstrating his program, he could carve out a niche for himself in the AI industry and potentially beco one of the top tycoons in the future.
He knew Fang Cheng was quite wealthy, as his own dividends from “Reincarnation Land” had already reached eight figures, and the boss’s financial power was even more frightening.
But really, are there people who don’t care about money and just make gas out of passion?
“There really are,” Xiao Douzi affird from the side, “You might doubt the boss’s ability to na things, but you cannot doubt his genuine love for gas.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking?” Leon was shocked, “Mind Reading Technique? You have superpowers?”
“You said it yourself,” Huang Ping chid in from the side, “Don’t you know? When you get engrossed in your thoughts, you say them out loud.”
“What, I never knew that!”
“It must be because you were never that invested in your work before, so you never noticed,”
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