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

Chapter 925 You guys really love going to work, don't you? (22)

Under Elder Huang's encouragement, every cultivator in Caifeng Hall received a jade slip, and everyone was forced to install the game, "Going to Work".

Upon learning that they were being ordered to play a game, these monks felt a secret and sinful pleasure.

The ancient sages advocated poetry competitions. At first, people simply imitated the ancient sages and competed in poetry together, but over time, this advocacy gradually expanded, and as a result, all other forms of entertainment disappeared.

Now, they are actually allowed to play "games," and although it's because of work, it still gives them a unique sense of excitement and stimulation.

After distributing the jade slips, Elder Huang specifically instructed, "Although this is a game, your goal is to obtain the poems within. Therefore, never become addicted to the game; keep it with a purpose and a mission in mind. Remember, all pleasure derived from anything other than poetry contests is evil pleasure, forbidden by the ancient sages."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately looked at the "Ancient Saint" hidden on Lan's body as an ornament, and the other party replied at the opportune moment: "I don't know, but I feel like I didn't say that."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, believing that the other party probably hadn't said that.

But religion and customs are so terrifying; they can be amplified if we're not careful, and then make the world seem bizarre.

To prevent the cultivators of Caifeng Hall from finding enjoyment in the game, Elder Huang made a series of rules.

After each game, you must summarize and reflect on the reasons for your failure, what achievements you activated, and whether there are any areas where you need to improve.

At the same time, you need to monitor your partner. If the other person starts laughing like an idiot, you should immediately stop them and tell them that this kind of happiness is wrong and must be prohibited.

When you don't want to play games, you have to force yourself to play. And when you want to play games, you have to force yourself not to play.

Only in this way can one avoid being corrupted by games and bask in the sacred light of the ancient sages at all times.

After hearing these rules, not only Lin Yuan, but even the brainless Yun Jianxian found them bizarre.

"Are these people crazy?" Yun Jianxian muttered in Lin Yuan's ear, puzzled. "It's just a game, why are they acting like it's a monster?"

“Each generation has its own perspective, and the older generation is like that,” Lin Yuan said softly. “They are too purposeful in everything they do, but they will get better over time.”

"Will they change it?"

"They will leave."

"I see. But how come Elder Huang is so skilled? Has he played the game before?"

"I haven't played it myself, so this is probably just my opinion. He's having so much fun playing it, but he can't let others have fun. This leader is quite hypocritical."

After obtaining the game, the cultivators of Caifeng Hall listened carefully to Elder Huang's opinion and firmly stated that they would never like the game and that they were mortal enemies with it!
They play games now solely for work, for going to work, and for the glory of Caifengtang and the Ancient Saints!

For the sake of the ancient sages, they were willing to sacrifice themselves to explore the true meaning of poetry in the evil game, so that the Phoenix Clan's Collection Hall could be made great again!

Seeing the crowd's agitated state, with some even crying, Lin Yuan realized that this place was even more chaotic than he had imagined.

Elder Huang looked at everyone with satisfaction, then waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's begin!"

The cultivators sat cross-legged, holding jade slips in front of their chests with both hands. Numerous illusions emerged from the jade slips, causing the cultivators who had never seen such a sight to scream.

Huang Xi sat there, listening to the screams all around him, and sighed that these people really had never seen the world.

However, she also knew that this was how it was when she first encountered something unknown, and her reaction was similar when she first saw the Spirit Realm.

Picking up the jade slip, she quickly activated the illusion, and then heard a voice from the side: "Are you ready, collector?" "Ready!" Huang Xi said seriously.

The narrator paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "There's no need to be so serious. Why don't you smile?"

"I'm working now, I can't laugh!"

"...Alright, I know you're weird. Let me explain your job: you need to pick up glass bottles..."

After listening to the narrator's description in detail, Huang Xi nodded and said, "I understand. I'll set off now."

Seeing that Huang Xi had finally gotten the hang of it, the narrator breathed a sigh of relief, then chuckled lewdly, "Well then, good luck, you folk artist."

According to the data obtained from Yao Guang, the narrator clearly states that after two or three times, players will become bored with the "work" content and start thinking about how to change it.

Only then will the game truly begin.

He will outwit and outmaneuver the players, giving them hope only to ultimately leave them in despair.

He would gradually block all of the other person's paths, letting them know that all their actions were under the control of the narrator, and that they could not escape the fate of going to work no matter what.

However, that was not his purpose.

The ultimate goal of narration is to make players think. What they think about is not important; the act of "thinking" itself is important.

They can contemplate how to break free from the narrator's control, and what achievements are hidden within the game. They can play various different types of game roles, such as explorers, challengers, those who fight against the game, and those who conform to the game.

What they play is not important; what is important is to think and then decide on the direction in which they play their role.

As long as the player has even the slightest inclination, the narrator will guide the player onto the path of thinking, making them question their current life and then try to break free.

With the support of the Spirit Realm, the narration can be varied in countless ways, allowing each player to have a unique experience.

But soon he realized he was wrong.

The data obtained from Yaoguang was almost entirely useless.

When these people are sent to "work," they actually work diligently.

The long corridor was extremely boring, requiring you to walk through hundreds of rooms each time to reach the end, and in the end you would only get a pitiful number of points.

Ordinary people, after playing once, start thinking about how to kill the incessant narrator, but the people in Caifengtang remain unchanged, calmly walking along the unchanging corridor, then returning after earning points.

The only thing that could change their expressions was a lottery.

They would accumulate points until they reached ten before participating in the lottery. Only then would their expressions soften, and they would watch the lottery results with tense expressions. After the draw, they would either excitedly keep the poems that were blue or higher, or leave regretfully to continue "going to work".

From the moment they started playing games, they've been "working," "working," and then "working" again.

Several hours later, everyone had performed ten consecutive repetitions more than ten times, and this numbness stunned even the narrator.

Aren't you guys bored?
Just how much do you guys enjoy going to work?!
(End of this chapter)