Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 478 I'm Too Tired (12)

“Although I can feel that you are trying your best to make something that conforms to the public aesthetic, in my opinion, this is just a poor imitation and copy of popular culture, so I can’t give you a score.”

“Although the brush game looks simple, it contains many digital nodes. Every numerical suppression and release after obtaining key items are part of the game experience, which is not reflected in your game.”

“Things that everyone can do often contain higher hidden barriers, so I suggest you don’t rush into this big market. Instead, slowly carve out your own unique track, and you should achieve better results in the future.”

After saying this, Lin Yuan saw the words in front of him begin to distort further.

The words in the illusion began to constantly deform. The existence hidden behind the game seemed to be able to inform Xiao Linyuan through God what he was saying, and began to use words to reflect his emotions.

Every distortion seemed to carry a different kind of power. The power overflowing from the text began to spread here, transforming into a series of strange visions.

Layers of blood and golden light appeared in the air. Although the scope of each phenomenon was not large, it contained a profound Taoist rhyme, which made people know that this person was quite powerful and was definitely a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing these strange visions, Daoxuan narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and the blood in his body began to boil. He was ready to take action at any time to save Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan looked at these strange phenomena and felt a little strange.

Strangely familiar.

Not long after, these strange phenomena disappeared, and the game brought by Daoxuan was directly deleted, leaving only one sentence: [I will come back again. ]

"Where did this villain come from?" Lin Yuan said helplessly.

Seeing the strange phenomenon disappear, Daoxuan immediately reached out to grab it. His blood and magic power suddenly burst out at this moment, turning into a giant palm to grab the strange phenomenon, but he caught nothing.

The moment Daoxuan intended to attack, the opponent immediately slipped away and disappeared without a trace.

Feeling the last remaining Dao rhyme of the other party, Daoxuan looked at the remaining power in his hand and couldn't help but ask: "What is that?"

"I don't know, but just leaving a message can cause a strange phenomenon. Could the other party be a star god?"

After listening to Lin Yuan's speculation, Daoxuan first nodded, then shook his head.

"If it was just Star Lord, then I can handle him now. I'm afraid his strength is more than Star Lord. The one who can come without anyone noticing and leave quietly must be at least in the late Nascent Soul stage."

"Commander, you are also in the Nascent Soul stage, can't you catch the other party?"

“No.” Daoxuan shook his head regretfully. “Nascent Soul is also divided into four levels: early, middle, late, and perfect. Moreover, the difference in strength between the four levels is obvious. Every level you upgrade is like a chasm. The opponent is too strong. Even I don’t know where he came from or what he wants to do.”

Lin Yuan also sighed, feeling a little regretful.

However, the focus of his regret was different from Daoxuan's. He regretted that the man had gone in the wrong direction.

Giving up his own unique aesthetic taste and actually playing some brush game, Lin Yuan couldn't think of anything to describe this behavior except a waste of resources.

If weird games are done well, they can become an aesthetic trend and drive the development of the live broadcast industry.

For example, the well-known "Dig It! Survive" and "The Day After Tomorrow" series, their weird art style and unrealistic gameplay attracted waves of topics, making "sick" a label for the game and began to spread widely.

Everyone has a curiosity, and monks are no exception.

However, the psychological defenses of monks are generally higher, which can make Lin Yuan feel weird. The artistic style is really top-notch.

Shaking his head regretfully, Lin Yuan couldn't help but say, "With such high strength, why would you do such a thing?"

Daoxuan completely misunderstood the direction of Lin Yuan's sigh, and said with regret: "Yes, why would such a person do such a thing?" "Maybe he took a detour. No, such a person cannot be led astray, he must be saved."

"Of course you can, but how do you save him?"

Lin Yuan thought for a while, then patted the bamboo slips and said, "Let's start with the games he made. I don't know why, but he seems to hope that I can approve of the games he made. It just so happens that he makes games pretty fast, so I will experience the games he made first, and then make arrangements for the next step."

Daoxuan did not immediately agree to Lin Yuan's proposal, but asked Lin Yuan to be patient and he would go back to discuss it.

This discussion almost blew the roof off the Alliance of Righteousness.

When Master Wang of the Wanfa Sect learned about this, he would never do it.

He slammed the table hard and roared, "Lin Yuan is the chief of our Wanfa Sect. What do you mean, Daoxuan? Are you trying to put our chief in danger?"

“Master Wang, this is a request made by Lin Yuan himself.” Daoxuan said helplessly.

"Just do what he tells you to do! He wants to be the leader, do you still have to agree?" Master Wang said angrily.

"Is there such a good thing?" Daoxuan asked immediately, "Is it really possible?"

"Daoxuan, don't think about quitting now! Master Qimen, what do you think?"

The leader of Qimen began to tear papers from his body, and the pieces of paper continued to burn, combining to form content that only he could see.

After looking for a long time, he found that his results had been interfered with.

This discovery shocked him greatly. After all, his own skills were mysterious and unpredictable, and he was almost certain to see the solution. He never thought that he would be interfered with by others.

After discovering this, he reluctantly stopped the behavior and said to the others, "To be honest, my detection results were blocked. The opponent's strength is beyond imagination. It can even interfere with my bloodline magic. I will not comment this time."

"Okay, then what do you think of the Hall of Ghosts?"

"We will do whatever Lin Yuan says." Zhang Ting's father Zhang Quan, as the representative of the Yinhun Hall, said helplessly, "The Ghost King said that Lin Yuan can do whatever he wants. We in the Yinhun Hall have no objection."

"Why do you guys in the Ghost Palace like to make trouble so much?"

Seeing that Master Wang was unwilling to let go, Daoxuan could only wave his hand and said to Master Wang: "Master Wang, I think you should respect your disciple's decision."

"But……"

"If you are concerned, you will be confused. If Lin Yuan is just an ordinary foundation-building disciple, would you object?"

"But he's obviously not ordinary!"

"I understand what you mean, but judging from the current situation, the mysterious person is obviously very powerful. If he wants to fight to the death, then we will definitely suffer a lot. But he doesn't have any bad intentions now, so why not listen to Lin Yuan and let him have more contact with him."

After carefully considering Daoxuan's proposal, Master Wang knew that he was right, but he still found it difficult to accept emotionally.

After convincing himself for a long time, Master Wang could only nod and say, "Okay. But remember, if anything happens, we can withdraw at any time."

"That's natural."

Daoxuan let out a long sigh and felt that being a commander was too tiring.

(End of this chapter)