"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!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
