Chapter 3 The strange desire to win
After reading Zhang Ting’s message, Lin Yuan kept nodding, feeling like he had seen the earliest gaming forum.
No matter where you are or what age you are, a friend who plays games with you is a luxury.
The forum can serve as a window for players to communicate, allowing them to get to know each other and enhance the cohesion of the game.
The disciples of Wanfa Sect may not know what they are doing yet, but in Lin Yuan’s view, this is the earliest BBS and the earliest Shuimu Tsinghua University.
Based on this, more Wanfa Sect disciples will gather here to form a new social network.
Nodding with satisfaction, Lin Yuan found that his step was more stable than expected.
It seems that it is really possible to create your own gaming empire.
The game is really a killer.
No matter how simple the game is, dimensionality reduction is enough to make these disciples addicted to the shortcomings of this game.
Although it seems simple, the content in this bamboo slip has actually used what he has learned throughout his life.
A simple and easy-to-understand name is the key, and in Wanfa Sect, swordsmanship is the traffic password, which can easily attract the attention of innocent young disciples.
The simple gameplay is easy to get started, allowing disciples who have just entered the bamboo slips to quickly learn the operation method.
The terrifying skeletons free the disciples from the psychological burden of destroying the opponent, and the gradual difficulty also gives the disciples the motivation to continue challenging.
The points earned in the game can help them go further, and also allow them to grow in each game, further enhancing their sense of gain.
Excellent numerical values are a guarantee of success. The ingots players can obtain in each game are within the range, which can better allow them to enter the flow experience.
In addition, the time of each game will also be controlled within ten minutes, so that although it does not seem to take a long time, every fragment of time will be used to allow the disciples to be free. Then I just wanted to play a game.
These are his many years of experience as a game practitioner. How could a mere disciple of the Immortal Realm resist?
In addition, Lin Yuan also had an unexpected gain.
In addition to the basic skills of the Wanfa Sect, he also practices the Demon Sect's "Eternal Life Sutra".
The effectiveness of this technique is boundless. Whether it is to increase mana or one's own energy, it has considerable effects. It is one of the best techniques in the Demon Sect.
If nothing else, this demon treated me well, and it was worthy of me to be gentle when seeking revenge.
Almost all the skills of the Demon Sect feed on the emotions of others. Once someone has strong emotional fluctuations because of themselves, they can provide nutrients for their own practice and make their skills go further.
At this time, the "Eternal Life Sutra", which had not changed for a long time, was slowly running, which made Lin Yuan feel quite useful.
"Sword Master" was made by myself, and the first player was excited about his game. This is his greatest qualification.
And after the game spreads, more people will surely be influenced by me and let themselves continue to grow.
“I didn’t expect that people playing games could have such a purpose. What a surprise.”
He is not very interested in spiritual practice, but if spiritual practice represents more advanced game production technology , that’s another matter.
In the past world, the development of games was inseparable from science and technology, and every advancement in technology could be reflected in games.
But here, the development of the game is bound to the realm. A higher realm means higher game productivity.
Nodding with satisfaction, Lin Yuan felt that it was great that he had joined the Demon Sect.
After that, he left a line of words under the bamboo slip: [It’s okay, just like it. I also got this by accident. If anyone likes it, feel free to copy it. 】
Then, he left the Sutra Pavilion and continued studying.
Others entertain me and learn, and they kill each other.
The next day.
Dragging his exhausted body, Zhang Ting left the dormitory and headed to the morning reading room.
Last night, he stayed up all night, filled with regret.
Zhang Ting, Zhang Ting, how can you be so depraved!
How could you spend a whole night playing "Sword Master" just like this!
Originally I thought it would be over after just one game, but after playing it I found that you can quickly skip levels, and then there will be elite challenges. New weapons can be refined and strengthened. After the strengthening is completed, you can also use charged attacks. .
One wave after another, one after another, making people have a lot of fun.
When I came back to my senses, it was already dawn.
Listening to the morning reading bell, Zhang Ting looked confused.
When he went to morning reading with others, he still looked confused.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for one night. After all, he is a cultivator and has magic power in his body. Even a disciple in the Qi refining stage can stay awake for a long time.
But he actually spent an entire night on useless things, causing himself to make no progress.
What's going on?
What the hell is going on!
I just beat a few sword masters, why is it dawning?
Is this a conspiracy by the Demon Sect?
He tried hard to review the story, trying to figure out when he fell into the evil trap of the Demon Sect, but after reviewing the story, he found that there was nothing wrong with him.
He just played all night.
Humiliation, regret, chagrin...all kinds of emotions flowed in his heart, making Lin Yuan, who was observing him not far away, nod frequently,
What a good seedling. Please keep it up.
Keep providing me emotional value.
I don’t know if it was to make up for the lack of work in the evening, but Zhang Ting studied like crazy today, which made the teacher in charge of the class confused.
When it was time to rest in the evening, Zhang Ting immediately came to the Sutra Pavilion, and then found that the bamboo slips were still there.
It’s just that the location is different.
Not only that, there is a lot more content on it. It seems that many disciples have seen this bamboo slip today and made a copy like themselves.
After seeing what Lin Yuan left, he breathed a sigh of relief.
There is content attached by others at the back: [Thank you, brother, I also made a copy. 】
【Me too. 】
【The same is true for niche students. 】
【Good people have a safe life. 】
[It’s so exciting, it really makes people feel excited. 】
【Ashamed, ashamed, I am actually enjoying such a good thing for free, I am really ashamed. 】
【Things I have never seen before, I don’t know why but they are so fascinating. It's hard for me to explain how I feel at this time. I only know that my heart has been taken away by the master of swordsmanship, and I may have no other hobbies in this life. 】
【The time spent on it is unexpectedly long, so I must restrain myself. 】
……
Looking at the messages one after another, Zhang Ting felt that he had found the organization, and the guilt he felt during the day also dissipated a lot.
It turns out that it’s not that my willpower is too weak, but that “Sword Master” is so interesting.
And seeing so many people like him, he felt less guilty, but he still decided to play less at night, or even play only once every few days.
But as he looked at it, he felt something was wrong again.
【Sorry to say it, although I only played one game, my score was actually 1134 points. I don’t know if it is high or low? 】
[A little less. I feel that those who have not reached 2000 points are not qualified to speak here. 】
[It is said that three thousand points can unlock the character Gatling Tianzun. The character's attributes are extremely strong and the attack speed is extremely fast. I just don't know which Tianzun it is and why it has such a strange name. 】
【There will be surprises at four thousand points. It’s a pity for those who can’t play it. 】
Looking at the messages one after another, Zhang Ting’s smile gradually disappeared.
He only has 927 points.
Judging from the comments, he was the first person to play with bamboo slips, and now his score is still below 1,000, which is really a shame and a shame.
Disciples of Wanfa Sect will not lie, and the high-scoring disciples describe the following content very specifically, which shows that they are not lying.
So, they really got to the next part.
Can this be tolerated?
Zhang Ting, who originally just wanted to read the message to see if he needed to delete the bamboo slips, was completely angry.
He immediately returned to his dormitory, took out the bamboo slips under his pillow, and then started playing hard.
It was not until morning class was about to begin that he ran out of the dormitory excitedly and left his new message on the bamboo slips.
【I accidentally scored 6700 points. How is this score? 】
In the evening, when he came here proudly, he found that the message under the bamboo slip had exploded.
Hundreds of comments appeared under his new message, and each one was extremely aggressive.
【Show off your uncle! 】
【What happened to 6700! Believe it or not, I broke it tonight! 】
【Showing off a dog will lead to a bad death! 】
【Kill you! 】
Looking at the speeches of these people, Zhang Ting showed a proud smile.
snort.
The cry of the weak.
At this moment, the nature of the message changed.
(End of this chapter)