"System, got any new quests for me lately?"
Lu Ze yawned and hollered into the void.
As expected, the system remained completely silent.
This trash system had never interacted with him at all.
"Tch, not intelligent at all."
Lu Ze curled his lips, pinching his chin as he fell into deep thought.
Previously, he felt that even if he did nothing and acted as a hands-off boss, relying on the few Illusionary Realms currently in operation, there would be a steady stream of Demonic Points credited to his account every day.
Of course, this was an assumption from not too long ago.
Ever since the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit made the network permissions of the Illusionary Realms public, the situation had changed.
A very obvious crisis was—
Traffic diversion.
As long as those old fogeys created some passable Illusionary Realms, they would inevitably siphon off a batch of players from his hands.
Therefore, he had to continue releasing new Illusionary Realms to fight for the limited market share of players.
"What should I make..."
Lu Ze slightly closed his eyes and began to organize the current layout of his gaming empire.
So far, the one with the highest returns was exactly "This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold".
Before creating it, Lu Ze himself hadn't expected that emotional feedback would bring such massive profits.
After all, death in an Illusionary Realm was different from death in reality; the profit was probably only a hundredth or even a thousandth of the latter.
However, feeling sad in an Illusionary Realm was no different from feeling sad in reality.
Especially with someone who had a miraculous constitution like Li Moran, who would even provide double the Demonic Points; calculating it, the profit was incredibly exaggerated.
If he had known earlier that the returns from negative emotions were even greater than directly killing players, Lu Ze would have served up a bunch of tear-jerking, heart-wrenching games long ago...
Thinking of this, Lu Ze suddenly felt like he had lost a hundred million.
"The profits from heart-wrenching games are great and all, but it's not suitable to make them back-to-back..."
Lu Ze sighed emotionally, first pushing RPG games to the back of his mind.
The players had just cried their hearts out in Su Di'er's world; serving them another plate of angst right now would definitely result in a heavily discounted effect.
Heart-wrenching games were good, but they couldn't be released consecutively.
Lu Ze's gaze moved down, quickly locking onto the Illusionary Realms ranked second and third.
They were "Immortal and Demon Clash" and "Naraka: Bladepoint".
Both their explosiveness and sustainability were stable enough, and up to this moment, they were still continuously providing Demonic Points.
"Online games are still the best..."
Lu Ze nodded with a beaming smile.
Before the unforgettable impression Su Di'er left on the players faded, he planned to continue making online games to whet their appetites and let them have some fun.
Put that way, the players should even be thanking him.
Lu Ze felt amused and continued to follow the train of thought regarding online games.
He already had a MOBA, and he had a Battle Royale.
According to the sequence of hit online games from his past life, the next one to make an appearance should be...
Lu Ze's eyes suddenly lit up. "Loot, shoot, and extract?"
...
...
Luofeng Continent, a special grotto-heaven of the Illusion Alliance.
Dozens of high-level cultivators wearing masks were gathered together, discussing something. The atmosphere was rather oppressive.
"How is the analysis of the Illusionary Realm going?"
The phantom of "Inner Demon" suddenly appeared in the grotto-heaven.
The gathered cultivators shook their heads helplessly.
"Lord Alliance Master... the mysteries hidden within this Illusionary Realm are extremely deep. Forgive our poor eyesight, but we truly cannot see through it..."
"The world mechanics of 'This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold' are ever-changing, yet they always manage to converge into the same outcome in the end... Such methods are probably not something a mere Nascent Soul cultivator can comprehend."
"Hmph! This kid acted so aloof and noble at the Demon Slaying Conference, but doesn't he also have a sect backing him?"
"Trying to replicate 'This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold'... is difficult!"
...
Listening to the crowd's complaints, "Inner Demon" nodded slightly, seemingly having expected this.
"Forget it... Let's suspend the research on 'This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold' for now."
"Compared to 'This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold', the other three Illusionary Realms are more worthy of research..."
"'Minecraft', 'Immortal and Demon Clash', and 'Naraka: Bladepoint'."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
