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

Chapter 230 The Immeasurable Merit of Making Games (45)

The cultivation provided by "Winter" is weakening, which is within Lan Xin's expectations.

After all, no matter how much content the game has, it will eventually be finished.

The cultivation that can be provided afterwards is mostly the residual echo of the game. This part of the emotion will gradually weaken, and it is normal for the effect to decrease.

But "Soul of Heaven" rose against the trend, which surprised Lan Xin a little.

When she arrived at Xiaoyao Gate and opened the place for discussion, Lan Xin found that the situation here was similar to before, except for some differences.

The forum will only open sub-forums for games that are particularly popular, so that enthusiasts can discuss them conveniently.

"Winter" also has its own sub-forum, which discusses the plot and delves into each character. The number of related discussions has exceeded one thousand, making it one of the hot topics recently.

And "Soul of Heaven"...

Three thousand.

The terrifying amount of discussion made Lan Xin dumbfounded. Although most of the comments were cursing, it also showed how many players there were in this game.

Many of them are persistent. They were cursing when "Soul of Heaven" was released, and they are still cursing today.

Can't you just not play?
Cursing and playing at the same time, have you awakened some strange habit?
It takes only a few days to reach this level. What is the charm of this game?

After carefully reading the relevant discussions for a while, Lan Xin gradually discovered the problems.

Players may curse, but no one says that this game is not fun.

The main reason for their anger is that the game requires too much in-game money, but no one said that the game is boring.

In addition, the discussion of various cards was the focus of players' discussion. Some people even took inventory of each card and listed the school of this card. This enthusiasm surprised Lan Xin.

Why can you curse and have so much fun at the same time?

It seems that I must go to Qimingmen again to take a look.

When Lan Xin was confused, Shu Yun from Danqingmen also felt very confused.

A few days ago, when she saw the feedback on the game on the forum, her heart sank.

She was very upset that the game they had worked so hard to make was now being regarded as garbage and a scam.

However, Lin Yuan told her not to worry and would make adjustments after looking at the results in a few days.

As it turned out, Lin Yuan was right.

The players cursed with great enthusiasm, but they also played with great enthusiasm.

What is going on in this situation?
Riding on Ding Dazhuang's shoulders, she found Lin Yuan and discovered that Lin Yuan was reading the comments on the Forum.

Looking at Lin Yuan, she couldn't help but ask, "Lin Yuan, how is the income from the game now?"

"I earn about two thousand spirit stones a day. There are no middlemen making a profit from the price difference. It's really nice to make this money." Lin Yuan said with satisfaction.

In addition, negative emotions also came in a pleasant way. The monks who drew the wrong cards provided him with a large amount of negative emotions, making him feel that there would be no problem in building his foundation this year.

Hearing this number, Shuyun took a deep breath and finally realized how petty he had been before.

I worked hard with my people to do a side job, but in the end, the group of people only earned three spirit stones a day.

But others, just by making a game, can earn two thousand spirit stones every day. This income is incomparable.

After letting Ding Dazhuang put her down, Shuyun took a look at the income table given by Lin Yuan. The income on it opened her eyes.

Why are there so many rich people in this world?

After watching for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "How can the income be so high? I see that everyone on the forum is cursing."

"It's normal. Every pay-to-win game will be criticized. Just serve the core users well. And don't be embarrassed. This money is our mental damage compensation. You won't feel bad if you take it."

"Core users? Are you talking about the people from Qimingmen?" "Yes, they are lucky, have high incomes, and love gambling. This game is especially suitable for them."

After some operations on the place of discussion, Lin Yuan displayed the evaluation of Qimingmen.

[Today I got a new gold card. Come and kneel down to me.]

[Normally, I won three golds in ten consecutive games. This is destiny. You should come and worship me! ]

[Three golds in ten consecutive games is nothing. I won ten golds in ten consecutive games. The probability is one in three hundred million. I am the son of destiny. ]

[Hello, Goto, how many times have you sold hooks to Qingke to get this luck? ]

[This game is fun to play and it’s fun to gamble, but it’s a pity that there is a monthly payment limit, and you can’t recharge more than 1,000 spirit stones. ]

[I agree. It would be nice if I could charge more. ]

[I have been gambling on my luck these past few days, and finally I won. I feel my realm is constantly loosening, I am going to succeed. 】

[You bastard, what have you become! ]

[Please don't win, kid, I never win, and watching you pay out is more painful than killing me. ]

[Great strength brings about miracles. If you don’t charge money, how can you achieve success? Keep charging! ]

……

Looking at these comments, Shuyun feels that people are different.

She admitted that the game was fun, but were there really so many people spending money on it?

Noticing Shu Yun's abnormality, Lin Yuan said to Shu Yun: "If you don't believe it, then go and see it yourself. Anyway, Qiming Gate is not far from here, and you can see it soon."

"That's right. Ding Dazhuang, let's go!"

Riding on Ding Dazhuang, the two of them trotted all the way and arrived at the town where Qimingmen was located in half an hour.

After not seeing it for more than half a month, this place seems to have changed.

In the past, there was a small gambling house every five steps in Qimingmen and a big gambling house every ten steps.

Every gambling house is crowded with people, and pairs of greedy eyes are staring at the Pai Gow dice, filling the air with the smell of desire.

But now, many gambling houses are empty, and the gambling house owners sit at the door sighing, looking at passers-by with sad faces.

Some gambling houses even posted notices of the transfer of their popular shops, but unfortunately almost no one was interested.

Looking at the town that had suddenly calmed down, Shu Yun couldn't help but find his familiar boss and asked, "What's going on? Is the Demon Sect going to attack us?"

"It would be great if it were true." The boss sighed, "There were customers a few days ago, but then the number of customers decreased day by day, and now almost no one comes. I've even launched an activity where you can gamble and get free drinks, fruits and delicacies, but unfortunately no one comes."

"Isn't Qimingmen a place for gambling? Why is there no one there all of a sudden?"

"We were curious too, so we asked someone and found out that the gamblers were all playing games. That Qingke appeared out of nowhere and suddenly made a game, and then the gamblers all went to play the game. Damn Qingke, if I find out who they are, I will never let them off!"

The boss had a ferocious face and gnashed teeth. His angry look made Shuyun a little scared.

As he was talking, the boss's youngest son came out of the house and shouted to his father, "Dad, give me another 648 spirits. I want to top up the money for the lottery."

"Cum, cum, cum, cum! Your dad is almost killed by the game, and you're still cumming!"

"Give it to me, old man! If you don't, I'll go gamble next door!"

The boss gave the money away in dissatisfaction, and then said to Shuyun: "But there are also good things. At least my son doesn't gamble anymore and only plays games. You know, since he started playing games, his temper has improved, he spends less money, and he knows to go home at night. This can be considered a benefit of games."

"Yes, it is really a great deed for those who make games." Shuyun nodded vigorously.

(End of this chapter)