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

Chapter 661 The Game Begins (1/2)

It is not so easy to deal with a hundred people fighting at the same time. Even the monks in the White Dragon Sect who have a lot of experience in the game industry took a long time to handle it.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, under Lin Yuan's coordination, the team completed a preliminary version after half a month and were ready to start the first test.

Because the essence of this game is to test the chance of heaven, Lin Yuan adopted the variable method, designed different scenarios and different situations, and then summarized the data to finally explore the secrets of heaven.

Those who process the data are the ones who are exiled and can only eat steamed buns every day.

Therefore, when Bai Ye knew that the first round of tests was finally about to begin, she burst into tears.

Throwing away the dry steamed bun in his hand, Bai Ye said to Lin Yuan excitedly: "Can I come back now? I really can't stay in this crappy place anymore!"

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Yuan's voice sounded mercilessly, "This is just the beginning, and you still have a lot to test. Have you memorized the test manual I gave you? Do you understand the test cases in it? Do you understand all the variables? Do you know how to deal with the problems that arise?"

Bai Ye was silent for a long time, then silently took the steamed bun back.

I miss the steamed buns I had half a month ago.

After Lin Yuan confirmed that Bai Ye's mental condition was stable, he immediately contacted Daoxuan.

"Commander, I have a request..."

"Okay." Daoxuan replied immediately.

“…I haven’t made any requests yet.”

"Anyway, I don't quite understand your request, but it's basically fine, just approve it."

"What if there's a problem?"

"We'll take care of it. It was my idea to let you go out and gain experience, so just go ahead and do it. I'll take care of anything that goes wrong."

After hearing Daoxuan's reply, Lin Yuan realized that Daoxuan was really training him to become a righteous leader.

Moved for a moment, Lin Yuan replied: "Thank you, Commander."

"It's okay. By the way..."

"Ok?"

Daoxuan was silent for a while, then said: "It's okay, the situation over there is complicated, you just need to adapt to the situation."

"Ok."

After the connection was cut off, Daoxuan rubbed his brows, still unable to ask the question he wanted to ask.

He lay quietly on the recliner, closed his eyes and rested quietly, then asked the Qimen Immortal Master beside him: "What do you think..."

"Commander, there are some things that cannot be said." Master Qimen said quietly.

"...Yes, then I should..."

"Commander, there are some things that only you can decide."

"...I can't say it and I can't do it, so what can I do to you?"

"You listened to me, so who is the commander?"

Daoxuan was speechless for a moment. After a while, he pointed at Master Qimen and said, "You... Never mind. I understand. You can't say it, and you don't have to do it. Just let it go. Anyway, the existence of Fangwai is beneficial to Jiuzhou, so let's continue like this."

After making the decision, Daoxuan let out a long breath, feeling that the mud accumulated in his chest had finally dissipated, and his whole body felt relaxed.

On the other side, Lin Yuan received Daoxuan's instructions and immediately took action.

Humming a song, he began to prepare promotional language, formulate a publicity plan, create a traffic-generating plan, and soon completed the first advertising post.

After that, it was released in the discussion area, and then people came to help with the testing.

Not long after the post was published, it was seen by an old acquaintance. Zhang Ting was bored and scrolling through the forum, lamenting that the end of the year was approaching, but the games this year were really not good.

The good games are still good, but the bad games are lackluster.

There aren't many games that can be recognized as historical novels at a glance, which has made his live broadcast program a bit lukewarm recently.

Moreover, it seems that his brothers all have tasks to do. If he doesn't find something for himself to do, he will seem like a parasite who only cares about his parents.

Although this is true, it still feels uncomfortable to be discovered by myself.

Just at this moment, he saw a new post in the forum.

[New game, exciting battlefield, every game is a new experience! ]

[You can fight with your brothers, or transform into a demon and kill in secret. There are many ways to play for you to explore. ]

[A variety of styles and different identities allow you to farm and kill people at the same time! 】

[Bloody, violent, especially suitable for you who are bored! ]

[Seeing this, what are you waiting for! If you are a brother, come to "Warriors 100" and chop me up! ]

[The game is still in the testing phase, please be sure to read the relevant testing content carefully to avoid unnecessary disputes! ]

After staring at the content of this post for a while, Zhang Ting felt that the author of this game was most likely a lunatic.

Game production is, after all, a tough job.

After all, the threshold for this thing is not high. As long as you know some techniques, you can pierce it, and then your hands and feet will cramp and you will become incontinent, and finally you will be carried out with a belly full of black water.

Some people find their uniqueness, then create good content and have a place here.

But most people will be driven crazy by the single-digit download numbers, have their minds polluted by countless negative reviews, and finally go completely insane.

Zhang Ting originally wanted to skip this post directly, but she accidentally glanced at the poster and then turned back.

Looking at the name of the poster "Bai Long", Zhang Ting couldn't help but say: "Lin Yuan, what are you doing? Is the Taiping Realm so miserable? Why have you become so crazy?"

He may not give face to others, but he still has to give face to his own brothers.

In Zhang Ting's mind, they were both under the name of Wang Jiu, so their relationship was naturally very close.

However, Shangguan Zhi, Liu Xiaoqiang and Ding Dazhuang are all his adopted sons, and only Lin Yuan is his sworn brother, so he must give him this face.

Therefore, he immediately opened the post, downloaded "Warriors 100", and then read the game instructions in detail.

After reading it, Zhang Ting understood why Lin Yuan emphasized the need to read the instructions.

This game is based on "A Dream of Red Mansions" and incorporates some characteristics of the Taiping Realm into it.

Players who enter the game will temporarily forget everything about the outside world, and then have to go through three reincarnations before they can come back.

Although Lin Yuan stated that there were many immortal masters to protect him and that they would help his Dao heart, this approach was still quite radical and made people a little daunted.

But since it is a game for brothers, we must play it!
Without much hesitation, Zhang Ting immediately started the game, and then he saw a magic mark appear in front of him, and then he knew nothing.

When Zhang Ting woke up again, he found himself standing in a dilapidated village.

It seemed to be daytime, but there was no sun, only a gray sky. The surrounding trees were leafless, with only black trunks and crows perched on the trunks that looked like ink spots.

The sounds of "Ga~" and "Ga~" were heard, adding a gloomy atmosphere to the surroundings and making Zhang Ting feel inexplicably cold.

Then, a voice sounded in his ears: “The cold night is coming, please don’t freeze to death here.

This is where the game begins.”

(End of this chapter)