To ascend, I had no choice but to create games - Chapter 306

Chapter 306: Chapter 196: A Brand New Discovery (Part 2)_2

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Although it was Sakura Country money, it was still a huge sum, and there was a lot more in royalties to come.

Because he was so bored, as soon as he heard about “The Laboratory” going online, he immediately logged in, wanting to see if anything here could relieve his boredom.

It didn’t take long for him to realize that although the folks around him were bad, they were quite good at discussing games with one after another in sequence.

Just as their conversation was heating up, a pleasing voice rang out, “Liuzi, what brought you here!”

At this voice, the voices of the surrounding players fell silent.

They looked at Liuzi seriously and said earnestly, “In the Morals Aid Group, dating is not allowed.”

Liuzi helplessly looked at them, “First, I haven’t joined your group; and second, I’m not dating anyone.”

“Oh, sorry, then around us, dating is not allowed.”

“Don’t you guys just hate seeing others happy?”

As Liuzi complained, the reality of the science research ship distorted, and a spineless hedgehog holding an art catalog appeared, sticking close to Liuzi saying, “When is the new work coming? Don’t keep wheting people’s appetites forever. There’s an extra blessing for showing me the new work now, why not give it a shot, dear.”

“Stop browsing forums in my room, the word bank is getting polluted.”

Although already back to normal, the Goddess of Art maintained her spineless hedgehog image; it was apparent She quite liked this form.

The squirrels from the Morals Aid Group looked at Liuzi, then glanced at the Goddess of Art beside him, their faces revealing a kindly smile.

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“It’s possible.”

“It’s settled.”

“Bless you.”

“Please get married soon, and have children early. These few doses of faith are the advance dowry.”

Looking at the bunch of squirrels starting to bless him left and right, Liuzi asked in confusion, “What are you guys talking about?”

“Oh, this is our tradition. If we see someone has a pretty girlfriend, we will try our best to break them up.”

“What about now?”

“Of course, to bless you, what else can we do?”

Even though the Morals Aid Group didn’t use a single dirty word, Liuzi felt insulted.

As he was considering whether to find a chance to kill these people one by one, a player suddenly yelled out, and then excitedly said, “The previous player’s guide is out.”

The Morals Aid Group wasn’t among the first batch of players; as soon as the DLC was updated, the earliest players had entered the game and started to study its content, writing game reports.

After reading the report, the members of the Morals Aid Group found that the slide rail mechanism was quite complicated.

Exploring the slide rail’s mechanism is the core gameplay of “The Laboratory,” where players need to understand the internal features of the slide rails and probe into the secrets hidden on the opposite side.

What exactly lies on the other side of the slide rails is unknown to them.

They only know that when they put matter into it, the slide rail’s progress bar would accumulate, and upon filling up, it would process the material put in, ultimately producing marvelous items.

Without drones, mere material would suffice, but the slide rail has a peculiar feature: it takes into account the added value of the items provided.

It has its own criteria for judging added value, and drones were previously found to be the most cost-effective material. On average, ten thousand drones would produce one strange device, and to date, there hasn’t been a better substitute found.

Most of the items born from the slide rail are very dangerous, but there are players who have obtained some very interesting items.

One such item is especially simple but very practical – that is, creating eggs.

It looks just like a natural chicken nest, and every second, this artificial chicken nest would randomly generate 10 eggs within a 100-meter radius.

These eggs are unfertilized and cannot hatch into chicks; all attempts to incubate them have failed.

But these eggs are delicious, and all the animals and plants that were lucky enough to taste them say they have never eaten such tasty eggs.

Each egg could sell for the astronomical price of 300 faith units, and yet, there was still no shortage of animals and plants lining up to buy them.

After all, these were the only extremely delicious eggs in the entire universe, and people would buy them regardless of the high price.

Because of this feature, the team holding the artificial chicken roost made a killing, and as long as the chicken roost was around, there would always be a shortcut to making money between heaven and earth.

The emergence of the super-delicious eggs gave people great encouragement, it was just a pity that the subsequent items were all various military weapons disguised as everyday goods, leaving people baffled by their principles.

After two hours of effort and investing a large number of drones, what they got in the end was a puppet that continuously told cold jokes; moreover, there was no way to silence it, not even covering your ears would work—the Goddess of Art could still hear an endless stream of cold jokes coming through, and even interfering with reality was futile.

After confirming that this thing had no other effects using all kinds of methods, they collectively sighed.

Having invested a great deal of effort and to ultimately receive a rather useless puppet was undoubtedly a source of frustration.

In the end, the fate of this thing could only be the consignment box.

The consignment box was a special structure: items placed in it would be sent to the Player Auction House, where players could bid on the items they wanted offline and, after the countdown ended, the highest bidder would acquire the item.

What you consider trash might be a treasure in someone else’s eyes, and in the end, you might be able to sell it at a high price.

Before putting the puppet in, Liuzi began to write a description for it.

[Item number e-112, named Cold Joke Puppet, needs to be placed in an opaque box in normal times, once exposed to light, it can make the surrounding animals and plants hear cold jokes. Interference with reality is ineffective. It poses no danger. The minimum price is ten thousand faith units.]

The cost of ten thousand drones was four million faith units; this time, it was indeed a big loss.

However, just as Liuzi finished writing the description and was about to consign, he suddenly stopped.

Looking at the thing, a question occurred to him, and then, looking at the others, he asked, “What do you think would happen if we let a deaf person listen to this thing?”

“Are you stupid… Wait, could you be a genius?”

The local natives’ restoration technology was very advanced, capable of repairing amputations and blindness in just one day, without affecting work.

If technology was ineffective, then they could seek help from the gods; although the price was high, it was still bearable.

But there was one group of patients who were beyond help no matter what.

That was the congenitally hearing gene-deficient.

These animals and plants were born without the genetic foundation for hearing, and upon discovery, it had been too late to repair, as their brains had completely blocked out the function of hearing.

Although the number of such patients should have been reduced with early genetic screenings, some people did not undergo this examination due to their religious beliefs.

Now, as everyone was settling accounts with the Sects, these people also realized that they had been deceived by the Sects for so many years, and they were particularly enthusiastic about seeking retribution.

After a search within the Heavenly Tao network, the Morals Aid Group found that there were quite a number of such animals and plants.

Deceived by the Sects, they even formed a “Hearing Impaired Mutual Aid Committee,” seeking ways to enable them to hear sounds.

There might only be over ten thousand such individuals on a single planet, but added up across many planets, the number was huge.

Contacting the committee via the contact information left on the network, Xiemen Waidao had only spoken a few words when the committee’s head transferred the deposit over.

Then, a huge warship descended from the sky, a group of solemn elephants raised the puppet box, and after personally inspecting the goods, they showed a moved expression.

[It’s true.] One elephant wrote emotionally on a cardboard, [Thank you, envoys of the Heavenly Lord, our “Hearing Impaired Mutual Aid Committee” will forever remember your help.]

Seeing the other party so moved, Liuzi, in turn, felt ashamed.

Scratching his head sheepishly, he said, “Sorry, it’s just cold jokes…”

[That’s enough. You don’t know, even if it’s only cold jokes, it is a comfort for us. If you have other items, please notify us, thank you.]]

Leaving with the puppet, these elephants went to help others in the “Hearing Impaired Mutual Aid Committee,” allowing them to hear the voices they had longed for.

Meanwhile, Liuzi, looking at the six million faith units given by the others, fell into deep thought.

Many things shouldn’t be too rigidly confined.