Chapter 60 Player Game Experience Survey: The Sixtieth Day of Game Making...
While sitting at home, good things come to you unexpectedly. The little ginseng was originally just idling at the farm in Wuzhuang Temple, eating fruit, and in its spare time, it would slice up the fruit for the master's apprentices to spread its popularity. Occasionally, it would create marketing plans for acquaintances in Qingqiu, Bailuo, and other places who had reached a certain level of goodwill, making the video platform more diverse and vibrant.
He had been leisurely slacking off all day when his master suddenly handed him two little birds and told Kong Xuan and Da Peng to learn from him.
What are you going to learn? Learn how to trick players into spending money after completing the tutorial?
The little ginseng scratched its head with its short, round hand, and looked at Kong Xuan and Da Peng, who, despite their young age, could take on ten of it by themselves. It felt that its master really overestimated it.
"What? You want to work with me to get the next event in the game right?" Little Ginseng picked at his ear, his face full of disbelief.
Farm Battle has been running for ages, can it come up with any new and innovative activities now?
Fortunately, after some conversation, Little Ginseng realized that they were not referring to "Farm Battle" but to the new game "Purple Cloud Three Thousand Guests".
With the game just launched and players' enthusiasm high, holding an event at this time to expand the game's influence and incidentally recoup some of the players' spending is in line with the game's development pattern.
"But how did this happen to me?" the little ginseng muttered. "But since it's Master's arrangement, I can only do as he says."
"You two come with me first, let's go say hello to 'Big Dumb Guy'."
The little ginseng opened the NPC passage, leading them to a completely different game world, pitch black, with a flat earth and a round sky, and utter silence.
As the little ginseng walked, it explained, "Every game will give birth to a spirit, whose mission is to maintain the normal operation of the game."
"That big oaf is really stupid and lazy. He hasn't done a good job of new player guidance and game operation after all this time. It's really outrageous. But we're from the same race, so I help him out when I have nothing else to do."
As they spoke, they arrived in front of a sphere. This sphere was enormous, and Little Ginseng and Kong Xuan Dapeng could only see the bottom of the sphere.
"But since it's his game, and we were parachuted in by the master, we still have to explain things properly to him." Little Ginseng has honed her interpersonal skills.
Kong Xuan, with a stern face, wrote down the words the little ginseng had taught him, one by one, in his notebook. Da Peng's eyes were half-open, making it impossible to tell whether he was sleeping or just squinting.
The little ginseng tapped the ball and asked politely, "Big dummy, the game is about to start its first activity. My master has assigned me to take two people to do some work. Do you want to come along?"
The big ball had neither a mouth nor legs, so it didn't speak. So the little ginseng turned to the two little birds and said, "He's agreed to let us temporarily operate 'Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Clouds'."
Dapeng stared at the motionless sphere before him, highly skeptical of the little ginseng's words. With neither sound nor fluctuations of spiritual energy, how could the little ginseng have deduced that he had agreed?
But he was too lazy to ask.
But the little ginseng was very much like a teacher, carefully explaining to the masters' apprentices: "The masters have already made arrangements, so the outcome is predetermined. We are here now to go through the process and, by the way, to get to know the masters well."
"It doesn't matter whether he replies to the message or not. We came and informed him, which is enough."
So the other side really didn't answer, right? How could Little Ginseng spout such blatant nonsense? Dapeng opened one eye in shock, while Kong Xuan continued writing furiously, intending to go back and review it carefully.
Little Ginseng was quite nonchalant, stroking his little mustache: "Even if Big Dumb Guy were awake, he would definitely agree. Anyway, he just stays in this ball sleeping all day and doesn't even pay much attention to the beginner's tutorial. Now that he can entrust this troublesome matter to us, he might be very happy."
After taking them to visit the game spirit array of "Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Cloud", Little Ginseng planned to let them really participate in the operation of the game.
The way back was exceptionally dark. Little Ginseng conjured a candle with his bare hands: "How can you big idiot not even tidy up your own home? You stay holed up in the ball all day and never come out to see anyone. Maybe you're just an unhatched little bird like the rest of you."
The two didn't take the little ginseng's words to heart. Where in the world could there be such a big bird egg? Instead of worrying about the bird egg, they were more concerned about what their master wanted them to learn from the little ginseng.
"I don't know what you're going to learn either?" Little Ginseng scratched his head. How could a mere NPC like him possibly guess what his master was thinking?
"But since Master has said so, we'll do as he says. It's never wrong to learn more, observe more, and ask more questions." Little Ginseng arranged for his clone to take over the operation of "Farm Battle" with one click. In the coming period, he would focus on arranging "Three Thousand Guests of Purple Cloud".
The little ginseng pulls up the game data for the new game, analyzing the number of players and player profiles, as well as the aspects that players like and dislike the most.
"When it comes to cultivation, I, an NPC, certainly can't keep up with you guys, but when it comes to games, apart from Lord Yuan Yi, no one in the entire prehistoric world is my match." The little ginseng is terrifyingly strong in his professional field.
He glanced at Kong Xuan, the top-ranked influencer in the new game with whom he had previously collaborated, and felt that he had grasped the true meaning of Lord Yuan Yi.
Lady Yuanyi was originally famous in the prehistoric world for her games, and Kong Xuan and Dapeng, as her apprentices, naturally had to learn some related skills so that they wouldn't be laughed at in the future when the game producers didn't even know the basics of games.
Of course, since I've been sent to provide guidance, I can't just rely on the most basic game knowledge. I'll make sure Kong Xuan and Da Peng shine in the world of prehistoric games and create something amazing. Only in this way can I live up to Lord Yuan Yi's reputation.
Through his imagination, Little Ginseng gradually understood everything. However, he remained outwardly calm and continued to explain the early stages of the game to Kong Xuan and Da Peng.
After seeing that Kong Xuan had memorized every single word of the essential points he had mentioned, Little Ginseng nodded in satisfaction. Now that the theoretical knowledge had been mostly covered, it was time to move on to the practical part.
"Now, let's go visit the players and conduct game surveys!"
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Jieyin and Zhunti have been living a life that is both peaceful and exciting lately.
The calm part was that I would save up my summons every day in order to get the Primordial Purple Qi, diligently log in to complete the main storyline and quests to develop my characters, and spend all my spiritual energy to the limit every day before exchanging it for a 10-pull. Then, in order to get extra summons, I would return to the west after logging off, where the beings of the west would impart their Daoist teachings to me and complete my daily sermons.
The day was packed with activities, so fulfilling that it left me feeling calm and undisturbed.
What's exciting is that every time you accumulate a certain number of draws, Jieyin and Zhunti will come to Jieyin's world together.
After all, it is about guiding, guiding, guiding those who are destined to be guided.
Those two wisps of primordial purple energy were designated by the Dao Ancestor to be destined for them and their fellow disciples; they might be guided out next week.
Of course, simply choosing a name that brings good fortune is too conservative.
After studying all the card-drawing tips and mystical theories shared by players in strategy guides and other gamers, the disciples Jieyin and Zhunti spent a whole month grinding in the game, collecting materials and resources. Then, with amazing perseverance and superb manual skills, they created the Zixiao Palace in the game world by hand.
I encountered this Primordial Purple Qi in the Purple Cloud Palace back then, and now that the old scene has reappeared, it will surely add another three points of fate.
If they weren't afraid of offending the Dao Ancestor, Jieyin and Zhunti would actually have wanted to place another statue of the Dao Ancestor on the main seat of Zixiao Palace, and arrange three thousand disciples to listen to the Dao below, perfectly replicating the part of the Dao preaching in Zixiao Palace and the distribution of opportunities after the preaching.
This was a deliberate choice on their part; they deliberately didn't leave a place for Yuan Yi next to Hongjun. After all, the Primordial Purple Qi that was destined for them would eventually end up in Yuan Yi's hands, which was not a good omen.
All this elaborate planning is just for drawing cards; all this prayers and pilgrimages are for a chance encounter with the Primordial Purple Qi.
The fellow disciples weren't greedy; they only wanted the two strands of Primordial Purple Qi that had been given to them back in Zixiao Palace. Of course, if they could draw the only Saint-grade card of Dao Ancestor Hongjun in Zixiao Palace, that would be even better.
But metaphysics is metaphysics after all, and luck is always unpredictable.
When all those days of hard work had yielded two hundred draws, which were then poured into the pool without causing any ripples, the guide was able to calmly murmur, "Amitabha."
Zhunti, still unwilling to give up, disregarded the mud stains on his sleeves and strained to see inside the formation, as if he could finally see the Primordial Purple Qi he so longed for.
He was unwilling to accept it!
The Dao Ancestor's other disciples were accepted as personal disciples, while they, his fellow disciples, were only nominal disciples. Even the Dao Ancestor's disciples possessed the Primordial Purple Qi, which others could directly grasp, but they had to go through a roundabout way via Yuan Yi.
I keep drawing cards, drawing the same things every day. When will this gacha game ever end?
Zhunti had completely lost the passion he had when he first started drawing cards. He just wanted to get what belonged to him as soon as possible, and he didn't care about anything else in the card pool.
Jieyin pulled Zhunti back, and with his hands clasped together, said, "Junior brother, you have entered the barrier."
You can ignore what others say, but you can't disobey your senior brother. After being pointed out by his senior brother once again that his mentality was unbalanced, Zhunti calmly sat down again, still wearing his mud-splattered clothes.
In addition to chanting scriptures and preaching his daily routine, he also played Farm Battle and personally planted many crops on Mount Sumeru. The mud spots on his clothes were from that time.
The ill-fated relationship began with "Farm Battle," and Zhunti naturally hopes to end it here, settle the karmic debts, and have everyone gain something.
Jieyin saw through his junior brother's thoughts and twirled his prayer beads: "Junior brother, why deceive yourself? This is a great cause and effect, and we can only seek another opportunity to repay it."
Zhunti remained silent.
He knew what his senior brother was talking about. If it weren't for the involvement of the Yuan Yi, the Western spiritual veins that were connected to their growth and fortune would be shattered. In the future, they would only be able to go to the prosperous East to beg for resources in order to strengthen themselves.
Although people often said behind their backs that the brothers were shameless, the sight of the two men with sorrowful faces that day after the karmic retribution still made Zhunti's heart tremble.
He did not want to repeat the same mistake, so he was eager to break free from cause and effect, reclaim the Primordial Purple Qi that he had lost because of cause and effect, and prove that the fleeting glimpse he had seen was just an illusion.
But while feeling uneasy, I also wanted to plant more land, fill it with more life, and protect the spiritual veins of the West, ensuring they would never suffer any harm.
But the more he did, the more chaotic his mind became, and the more he realized he couldn't bypass the person who changed his fate. Overwhelmed with mixed feelings, Zhunti inevitably acted haphazardly.
"This is how you should view it," the guide said, offering comfort.
The past of cause and effect is merely an illusion, while the outcome of obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi is already predetermined. It's just a matter of how long or short the time spent drawing cards will be. Besides, the reputation they accumulate through ranking and preaching missions is enough to strengthen their ranks.
So don't worry about the so-called card draws. Just complete the daily tasks and get the maximum amount of ten draws that you can recharge. Then just wait for the karma to be cleared and your destiny to arrive.
Amitabha Buddha, today's ten-pull is over, I can only wait until tomorrow to try again.
Just as Jieyin was about to get up, his junior brother suddenly grabbed him.
Zhunti, who had just been looking worried, now beamed with joy: "Senior brother, 'Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Cloud' has applied for an exclusive interview with us players, saying they will definitely consider our opinions."
Oh, it's just talk. Who would go to the trouble of changing it? Jieyin's expression remained unchanged, and the prayer beads between his fingers continued to twirl.
"And we offer a reward: twenty draws for each person!"
The guide sat down again.
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The author's note: Regarding Jieyin and Zhunti, they are different from other players. While others have no pity system when drawing cards, they know that they will definitely get Hongmeng Purple Qi.
However, this guarantee is very mysterious. It's just about paying off karma. All they know is that the probability of getting the card increases with each draw. So, they are more obsessed with the results of drawing cards than others. They even get so anxious about drawing cards that they can't sleep and become addicted to the game every day.
Therefore, gacha pulls with a pity system are more enticing than those without, effectively turning Western gamers into gaming laborers. [doge emoji]
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