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Chapter 26: Chapter 26 The Terrifying Spread Rate_l
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The next morning, Mr. Fang, who had just opened his eyes while sleeping on the sofa, saw his son floating in mid-air and nearly fell into an eternal slumber.
He closed his eyes and told himself over and over that this world didnāt have ghosts, only after affirming Fang Cheng did he slowly open them again.
Getting up, he grumbled discontentedly, āSon, can you stop scaring me with new tricks every day?ā
āThere was a hanged ghost on the ceiling, I just squashed it.ā
āJust kidding, there are no ghosts. I was just thinking about something and accidentally started floating. Is the sofa comfortable?ā
Upon hearing about the sofa, Mr. Fang felt a surge of irritation.
The night before last, he was enjoying dedicated service from his wife and son in his dream, reveling in it, when suddenly another wife walked in from outside and started berating him furiously.
The scolding was nothing more than āHow dare you cheat right in front of me and even keep the other woman in our house!ā and even as Mr. Fang tried to explain that the other woman was also her, it was no use.
Afterwards, he was woken by Mrs. Fang who angrily accused him of disloyalty, then got even more upset and banished him to the sofa, unable to return even today.
Who did I offend?
Was it just for enjoying the feeling of being an emperor in my dream that you have to be like this?
And how do you even know what I dreamed about? Did I talk in my sleep?
With a bellyful of discontent, Mr. Fang yawned and then asked, āSon, help me out. How can I get your mom to cool down?ā
āBuy her a 38,000 RMB bag, then you guys can have a second child.ā
āWhy would we need a second child?ā
āFor mom to have something to do instead of always making me go on blind dates.ā
Leaving Mr. Fang to his quandaries, Fang Cheng turned on the family computer and found people still discussing in Wangās livestreaming room.
Yesterdayās livestream had 20,000 viewers, but even now there remained a thousand, and from their discussion, it appeared that they were actually discussing last nightās dreams.
Dragging the chat content upwards, Fang Cheng saw the discussionās first climax occurred at five in the morning.
There werenāt many people left by then, with most discussing the game Wang had played until a viewer came in and said, āOMG, I just had a dream where I seemed to have entered the game. Iāve forgotten most of it, but waking up wasnāt too bad, not as scary.ā
āWeird, me too.ā
āSame here!ā
One comment set off a wave of responses as several players who had just come online shared that they, too, had similar dreams.
Unlike what they witnessed during the livestream, the dream initially seemed a bit eerie, but then it became heartwarming and even a bit too comforting to leave.
Moreover, after waking up, they felt refreshed and rejuvenated, and even past issues such as grogginess, irritability, and wanting to punch their boss disappeared.
Of course, after going to work, the desire to punch the boss still remainedāa matter that has nothing to do with spirits, simply an instinct.
As more players reported similar experiences, eventually over five hundred viewers found themselves in a similar state, leaving those who did not have such dreams feeling envious.
Those who dreamed of the game were like Wang, feeling mentally agitated or exhausted, then were absorbed into the Dream World, which healed their spiritual fatigue.
Those who didnāt enter probably had no significant mental issues, so there was no need to worry.
After confirming there were no problems, Fang Cheng set aside this little episode and then saw Wangās message.
āImmortal, Iāll return the tip you gave me later. I couldnāt finish the game, sorry about that.ā
āNo worries, keep it,ā Fang Cheng replied. āIām also reflecting on what didnāt work, that I couldnāt keep you hooked.ā
āThe game is fine, itās me who lacks courage. But you certainly have talent, youāre definitely one of the standout newbies. Have you joined a game company? If not, I recommend you to Fang Cheng Studio; the boss there is also a genius. A content creator I know went there and found it very promising to team up with the studio boss.ā
āā¦Thank you.ā
āOne more request, some of my fans want to play āSpreading Traditional Culture Starting from Meā. Can I distribute your game to them? Iām sure theyāre all over eighteen, so they wonāt get into any trouble.ā
Fang Cheng was silent for a while, tempted to ask what the other party meant by mentioning age, but eventually he let it go.
The creator of the game died after it was released, so how to interpret it is up to the players, and his Taoist heart wouldnāt allow himself to interfere recklessly. Alll šštest novšlš on novelbšn/(.)cšm
He then replied, āYou can distribute it for free, just donāt charge for it. And if possible, Iād like to hear their feedback.ā
ā Thank you so much. Lastly, I suggest you could add some guidance for new players, interactive tutorials are quite popular recently. Also, consider changing the name; itās a bit off for a game title.ā
āā¦Okay.ā
Having received the Living Immortalās consent, Wang quickly sent the installation package to a few fans.
Looking at the time, Wang realized it was now ten in the morning, the daylight was bright and the Yang energy was strong.
With such great weather, maybe it was worth giving the game another shot to see what it was really about.
After all, yesterday was just a brief encounter, he didnāt even make it out of the apartment building, and he had no idea what his grandfatherās hints meant, which felt somewhat regrettable.
Therefore, Wang confidently launched the game, and after half an hour, changed into a fresh pair of pants and then cocooned himself in a blanket on the bed, recoiling from the world.
Next time, he should play the game while wearing a diaper.
While Wangās original intention was to let his fans experience āSpreading Traditional Culture Starting from Meā, he underestimated the speed at which fans communicate with each other.
Since the game could be freely distributed, after a couple of fans tried it, they quickly shared it with other friends, who then shared it with more friends, eventually creating a rapid chain reaction that unknowingly copied the game into tens of thousands of copies.
Several horror game content creators on Bilibili also discovered this obscure horror game and began to livestream it, but almost all of them were met with defeat.
Simply put, it was too horrifying.
This eerie gameās psychological impact doesnāt change with the number of players; even in the most masculine environment of a menās bathhouse blasting with robust Yang energy, players were still scared to scream by the gameās sinister atmosphere.
After many content creators tried it, they declared that no matter how mentally prepared, they would collapse on the endless staircase, unable to continue.
All sorts of outrageous video titles appeared, such as āThe Game that Once Scared People to Deathā, āThe Forbidden Gameā, and āThe Game Made by Demonsā to refer to this game, while its original name was forgotten.
Just when everyone thought no one could beat the game, an account quietly surfaced, releasing a video of a successful playthrough.