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

Chapter 611 Game Plan (12)

After deciding on the type of game he wanted to make, Lin Yuan quickly began to read relevant information in the Sutra Library of the Zhengpai headquarters. The more he read, the more frightened he became.

The righteous are very rigorous in their research into the battle between good and evil. They will not accept any records that are not cross-verified, and will not confirm any facts without physical testimony.

This has resulted in a lot of missing records here, but even so, the remaining information is thrilling enough.

The early environment was extremely desperate. Almost no one on the right side at the time believed they could win, and the most optimistic idea was to "take someone with you as a scapegoat before you die."

But even in this environment, strong men appear one after another, and upright leaders appear one after another. Each of them turns his own life and the lives of his companions into bargaining chips, and uses blood to hit the indestructible mountain, and finally crashes into it.

The Demon Sect at that time had never expected such a thing to happen. The invincible Demon Sect finally suffered defeat under the reckless attack of the righteous. The Immortal Golden Body was thus broken, and the Spark of Fire bloomed completely, completely overthrowing the Demon Sect's rule.

Among the pile of records, what moved Lin Yuan the most was a thin list.

The list is not thick and is made of just ordinary yellow paper, but the book is protected by a large number of spells and even magical powers. Even the leader of a sect can only see its illusion but cannot touch its true body.

The contents of the list did not use any fancy words, but in Lin Yuan's opinion, it was more important than any words.

[On May 11th of the seventh year of the new calendar, foundation-building monk Liang Er led his disciples to transport supplies. They were defeated by the Demon Sect, and after burning their blood, they exploded themselves. Only one of his disciples survived.]

[On May 12th of the seventh year of the new calendar, foundation-building monk Fu Hai and seven of his fellow disciples (their names cannot be verified) were ambushed, severely injuring one of the demon sect members, and then all of them died.]

[On May 12th of the seventh year of the new calendar, in order to relocate a mortal village, the Qi-refining monk Qin Dao desperately attracted the attention of the demon sect, but ultimately died.]

……

In those days, people were sacrificed every day. Every record in the booklet was the name of a victim. Sometimes dozens or even hundreds of people would die in a single day.

The numerous sacrifices finally built a monument and brought victory to this world.

After silently reading every record, Lin Yuan felt a little choked up in his chest.

He wanted to say something, but felt that words were so powerless. He could only stare out the window and imagine that magnificent era.

When he came to his senses, he found that Daoxuan had come to him at some point and was looking at him with a smile.

Immediately standing up and saluting, Lin Yuan said respectfully: "Greetings, Commander."

"There are only two of us here, no need to be polite, just sit down."

Pressing Lin Yuan's shoulder, Daoxuan asked Lin Yuan to sit down.

He glanced at the bamboo slips that Lin Yuan was flipping through, his eyes full of joy.

There are a large number of bamboo slips in the Sutra Library of the main altar. After ordinary monks come in, it takes a long time just to sort out their thoughts when reading.

However, it was not known whether Lin Yuan was gifted or just extremely lucky, but he actually found the most cost-effective bamboo slips among a large number of books, which surprised Daoxuan.

Looking at these bamboo slips, Daoxuan said with satisfaction: "These bamboo slips are quite good, with detailed content and careful research. How did you come up with the idea of ​​choosing these books?"

"Look at the number of times they've been used. These bamboo slips have been used the most times, so there must be good stuff inside." Daoxuan was stunned by such a simple verification method, and then he smiled and said, "I see, the truth is simple, you're really smart. What do you think after reading these books?"

“We will strive to do better.”

This sentence sounded inconsistent, but Daoxuan nodded instead, showing a little more approval of Lin Yuan.

Regarding that period of history, some people see despair, some are grateful, some can't believe it, and some are dismissive.

These are all human nature, but Lin Yuan's reply meant that he understood their thoughts at the time, and also expressed his own attitude, which was an answer that Daoxuan liked very much.

Looking at Lin Yuan with a smile, Daoxuan's eyes showed a little more kindness, as if he saw his own grandson.

In order to defeat the Demon Sect, the righteous faction had to use every possible means to improve its strength, but Daoxuan's choice was to sacrifice himself.

He swore an oath to his inner demons, resolving never to marry or have children, and to remain alone from then on.

This oath may not seem like much now, but it was a very powerful oath back then, giving him great power.

Because of this oath, he has walked alone until now, and sometimes questions his decisions.

However, seeing that the orthodox sect was thriving and that outstanding disciples were emerging in large numbers, he felt relieved and felt that his decision back then was correct.

After watching it, Daoxuan said, "I asked someone to find a recording of your previous lecture. The content is very good. Making games in a sect-like way sounds a bit outrageous. After all, in the eyes of many people, games are just a collection of spells that can be handled by a cultivator. However, large-scale games like "Jiuzhou" are a counterexample. It proves that under the right scheduling, the more cultivators there are, the better the final quality of the game will be."

After hearing Daoxuan's comments, Lin Yuan felt quite confused.

As the leader of the righteous faction, Daoxuan actually knew so much about the game, which made Lin Yuan feel incredible.

If those old friends from his previous life knew about this, they would definitely risk their lives to get here and play games happily.

After chatting with Lin Yuan about the advantages and disadvantages of the sect system, Daoxuan continued to ask: "I also know about the matter of Lingyi. There are indeed many unsolved mysteries in the fusion of Tiandao. We are also constantly interrogating the remnants of Xuantian Sect to try to obtain more information. What do you think of Lingyi's provocation?"

"Just deal with it normally. How should I put it? I don't feel any pressure."

"Don't be too proud. What are your plans?"

"To make a game about decent history, I plan to adopt a shadow play narrative, focusing more on the game performance and sense of substitution, so that players can have a more immersive experience. I also hope..."

Daoxuan didn't understand most of what Lin Yuan said.

However, seeing the younger generation chatting about topics that interest them in front of him made Daoxuan feel as if he was seeing small trees growing healthily, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

After waiting quietly for Lin Yuan to finish, Daoxuan asked, "Although I don't really understand, I think what you said makes sense. If you want any support, the upright faction can provide it."

"I just wanted to ask you something. What was the most memorable thing about the battle between good and evil back then? I want to hear your thoughts as a witness."

(End of this chapter)