Chapter 106 Tongtian's Closed Beta Application: The 106th Chapter of Game Development...

Blue skies, a sea of ​​flowers, and cute cartoon characters. It's practically a giant exhibition of game merchandise.

Tongtian lay in the sea of ​​flowers, leaning towards the direction where Yuanyi was, pointing from the easternmost point to the westernmost point: "The first thing I saw when I played the game was Little Ginseng. At that time, I only thought the formations were interesting. Later, I met Little Red, Little Sheep..."

Tongtian counted on his fingers, listing all twenty-eight guardian beasts he had collected, and while speaking, he didn't forget to describe the feel of each beast when it was a cub and when it was an adult.

"When Xiao Hong was little, her fur was soft, and touching it felt like touching the tenderest willow buds on a spring leaf. As she grew up, her fur became a little prickly, but it was still very comfortable, like the feeling of soft brush hairs flowing through your fingertips."

"A fawn's antlers are especially cute when they're small. You can even feel them popping out from your fingertips when you pinch them. They look smooth and feel a little fuzzy. But when they grow up, they become as hard as a mouse's antlers. Luckily, they still have some fur on their bodies, so you can still rub them..."

Wildflowers are in full bloom all around, and the blue sky above is crystal clear and lovely.

Yuan Yi shielded her eyes from the soft sunlight, and through her fingers, she could see bright red petals and a clear blue sky. The fragrance of flowers filled her nostrils, and Tongtian's lazy voice came to her ears, recounting everything he had done in the game and the people he had met.

Everything was just right: the sun was shining, the breeze was gentle, the flowers were in full bloom, and a close friend was beside him, recounting their past together.

Yuan Yi suddenly felt lazy. The sunlight on her fingertips became increasingly sparse until her palms touched her face. The distance between her eyelids and lower eye sockets grew closer and closer, as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment.

Tongtian's voice still echoed in his ears, and as Yuanyi followed his narration, his gaze shifted from one chibi-style figure to another, everything both familiar and strange.

Oh, I've made so many games, and so many stories have unfolded in them.

Under the warm sunlight, Yuan Yi was already drowsy and could only hear Tongtian telling him where they were.

Just then, Tongtian suddenly came over and squeezed his furry head against Yuanyi's neck, his warm breath falling on her delicate skin.

The right hand holding the sword grabbed Yuan Yi's forearm, its icy coldness making Yuan Yi, who was almost asleep, shiver.

The action was far too intimate, almost pulling Yuan Yi into Tong Tian's arms, which startled Yuan Yi awake. In an instant, countless classic scenes from games, novels, and comics that she had seen before flashed through her mind.

She instinctively raised her arms to try to get out of the way, but before she could exert any force, she heard Tongtian's low voice: "I haven't missed any of the games, and I still play them regularly. I have a complete collection of all the games except for 'Zixiao,' and I've reached the latest main storyline."

"So when is the new game coming out? Can I try it out first?" Tongtian's eyes drooped, and his originally sharp eyes were now full of fluffy anticipation. He pointed to an open space not far away, "I think a few more game characters can be added here!"

His expression was firm, his words precise, and his actions and voice conveyed his longing for the new game, without a trace of distraction.

Yuan Yi's blank expression immediately turned cold, and he even pulled his arms back, placing them on Tongtian's shoulders and slipping out from Tongtian's chest.

It must have been because the endless sea of ​​flowers was so iconic, and my mind was too foggy in that half-asleep state, that I had so many random thoughts at that moment.

Yuan Yi's fingertips inadvertently crushed a flower petal, and pale red sap stained her nails. The excess sap dripped down between her fingers, sticky and strangely annoying.

Yuan Yi gazed at Tongtian before her, her hand resting on Tongtian's head, feeling the soft strands of hair slip through her fingers, along with the sticky flower sap. Hmm, it really felt nice to touch. Yuan Yi then recalled Tongtian's description of the cubs in the game.

Tongtian paid no attention to Yuan Yi's offensive gesture. Instead, he took a step closer and brought his head even closer, looking at Yuan Yi with expectant eyes that appeared particularly sincere in the sunlight, conveying the question, "Is it okay? Is it okay?"

As expected, she had been overthinking things. After knowing him for so many years, Tongtian only had eyes for games. Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but her hand unconsciously tugged at a tuft of Tongtian's hair.

After wiping all the juice from his hands into Tongtian's hair, Yuanyi's face once again displayed its usual gentle smile.

When faced with players' demands for updates, you can't just release a new game directly. However, you can appropriately reveal some inside information to veteran players. Reasonable information can raise players' expectations.

Although Yuan Yi no longer lacks new players, it still lacks a lot of materials for the next great calamity, and the Tongtian in front of it happens to be one of the biggest and most perfect materials for the great calamity.

A faint hint of hesitation surfaced on Yuan Yi's face: "I do have a new game in the works right now."

Tongtian immediately sat up from his lying position, placing his hands on his knees, but his body unconsciously leaned forward.

Based on his long-standing acquaintance with Yuan Yi, Tong Tian knew that Yuan Yi must be working on a new game, and this time he was the first beta tester of the new game.

And it's the only one!

Tongtian felt so happy he could fly. He knew he was the most special one, and even the new game's core message was on his side.

However, Yuan Yi hadn't finished speaking: "But this game was made for my disciples who are traveling and studying. It allows them to check the cultivation status of my disciples. I named it 'Disciple Training Simulator'."

"However, as a game, having only a few disciples is not enough to make it playable. We need to input more detailed information and cultivation status of the disciples before it can be officially launched."

At this point, Yuan Yi looked away from Tongtian, seemingly a little embarrassed: "It's not really a game, it's just to make it easier for me to guide my disciples. If you want to play, I'll make a special version for you after I finish recording your information."

Specially for me!

Tongtian immediately grasped the key point. What does this mean? It means that he is Yuanyi Daoist's best friend.

Tongtian happily hugged Yuanyi again, but Yuanyi, in her conscious state, was completely desensitized to Tongtian's close hugging, and simply leaned back without making a sound.

"Isn't it just about entering disciple information? I have tens of thousands of disciples, you can choose any you like." Tongtian patted his chest, not forgetting to gossip about Yuanshi, "You've come to the right place by telling me this, I have the most disciples, if you go to Yuanshi he only has a dozen or so disciples, what's the point of that?"

Tongtian's concept of games is that the more you can play, the better. Since it's a "Disciple Training Simulator," then the more disciples you have, the better.

Tongtian couldn't wait to take Yuanyi to meet his tens of thousands of disciples and let her witness the glory of the Jie Sect.

Yuan Yi had been waiting for these words, and upon hearing them, she smiled faintly and said, "Then thank you very much, fellow Daoist."

"Why be so polite between us?" Tongtian leaned closer again. "We've been friends for so many years. Back then, Kong Xuan's roc was just an egg."

Tongtian seemed to suddenly remember something: "I said before that I would teach your disciples some skills once they hatched. There's no better time than now, so let's go and teach them now, and let you see my disciples for yourself."

Without hesitation, Tongtian summoned the Qingping Sword again and sped towards Kunlun with his friends.

This left Yuan Yi both amused and exasperated. She didn't know whether Tongtian was anxious because of his disciple or because of the new game, but she thought it was probably the latter.

Meanwhile, Kong Xuan, who was being urged by Tongtian to learn his family's secret skills, was getting caught up in a conflict.

Kong Xuan looked at Ao Bing, who had a big bump on his head, and couldn't understand it at all. They were just tending to the herbs in their master's backyard when suddenly a group of people jumped out and started fighting, even punching their junior brother and giving him a bump.

A group of about eighteen or nineteen people suddenly barged in, but they were clearly distinct. Not only was there a long chasm between the two groups, but their different styles and personalities were also evident from their clothing alone.

The group on the left were dressed in perfect unison, from their clothes to their hats to their whiskers, as if they had been carved from the same mold, their every move and angle almost identical. Only their individual ritual implements and the patterns on their clothes revealed some unique personal characteristics.

The number of people on the right was twice that on the left, but it was a chaotic mix. There were humanoid figures, thin figures, half-human, half-beast figures, fully armed figures, and figures barely clothed, showcasing distinct personalities to the extreme.

A quick glance was enough to tell which were Tongtian Master Uncle's disciples and which were Yuanshi Master Uncle's disciples. But regardless of whose disciple they were, those who rashly barged in and attacked his junior brother would have to leave something behind.

Before leaving, Master Zhen Yuanzi had given instructions that the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple would neither provoke trouble nor be afraid of it. Now, however, they had been caught in the crossfire for no reason. Kong Xuan tilted his head slightly, thinking about how to find out who had bullied Ao Bing.

Dapeng has taken on the important task of appeasing Ao Bing, after all, no one wants to end up with a big bump on their head while just pulling weeds.

Dapeng glanced at the arguing crowd out of the corner of his eye. It seemed that Ao Bing had once again taken the blame for someone else, and they still needed to find the person who had framed him. Only Lu Ya, carrying his gourd, watched the farce unfold with a bewildered expression.

Meanwhile, the argument between the two groups of disciples had reached a fever pitch.

Those disciples of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, who appeared radiant and imposing, still maintained the airs of a righteous sect, but their words were utterly merciless: "This place is the territory of my Jade Void Palace. Your disciples of the Intercepting Sect have trespassed here to steal my sect's herbs. What else do you have to say?"

"What do you mean 'your place'? This is clearly ours!"

"Which eye of yours saw Dingguangxian eating herbs? I'll say he's a native!"

"That's right, that's right."

The disciples of the Jie Sect chattered amongst themselves, acting like they were making a scene, but their bodies firmly surrounded the seemingly weak rabbit demon in the center of the crowd.

The disciples of the Jie Sect cannot be bullied by those hypocritical scoundrels.

Judging from Dingguang's aggrieved look, he must have suffered a lot of bullying from the other side before they arrived.

Chi Jingzi, dressed in crimson robes, was not known for his good temper among his fellow disciples. Seeing the creature born from moisture and eggs opposite him still acting like a villain who would accuse others first and cause trouble, he became even more furious.

How dare these outer disciples of the Jie Sect speak to their direct disciples like that? They are truly filthy and ignorant of manners.

Chi Jingzi drew his whisk, his long, white beard unfurling as he struck forward without holding back.

Ao Bing and his group, who still had dragon horns on their heads, were also affected by the whisk and were attacked along with the disciples of the Jie Sect.

"Let them fight then. They're not on our side anyway. You Chan Sect people are really boring." The leader of the Jie Sect transformed into a large black tiger and pounced on the whisk.

However, he could only block one of them. The other disciples of the Chan Sect also made their moves, and the disciples of the Jie Sect also surrounded him. Only Dingguang Xian moved backward without making a sound.

"Call our senior brother over here! The Chan Sect is bullying us again!"

Some were fighting, some were fleeing; it was truly chaos. Kong Xuan and his group were also caught in the crossfire, and before they knew it, another attack was coming their way.

Kong Xuan frowned slightly. This was the backyard of the Tushita Palace. How could these people cultivate with their senior master when they were making such a racket?

As the will moved, a golden light flashed across the small courtyard like lightning.

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Author's Note: Blue sky, white clouds, a sea of ​​flowers—lying in the flower field reminiscing about the past, and all you see is the game? (Shakes head) (But it's so soft and fluffy to touch) (Thumbs up)