Three Towers Game

Chapter 1480: Chapter 475: Reality and Game_2

This infinitely tall tower must be the prototype of his "perfect gaming home" in his heart.

But unfortunately, Wen Xishu failed to complete the task.

He chose a time of peak traffic to post his work in the My World forum.

He also shared his work in the game on various social media platforms.

It’s a pity, although he got a few likes, no one actually downloaded it to play. Furthermore, there was one comment that made Lu Mingxuan very sad.

"Well-designed, but who would spend time playing this? Like something someone made out of extreme boredom after a meal."

Despite Wen Xishu manipulating Lu Mingxuan, searching every corner of the house, and finding all the social tools, phone, computer...

In the end, he still couldn’t complete the task.

[Task failed, no one wants to play with you. Gamer shaping progress: 45%]

Wen Xishu had noticed the gamer shaping progress earlier.

If it reached 100%... surely the gamer could no longer be changed? Or maybe the evil gamer would truly be born?

This was definitely not something Wen Xishu hoped to see.

But this game seemed controllable, yet it all seemed to point to one result.

Through this game, Wen Xishu felt a sense of an unalterable destiny.

years old.

There’s nothing to manipulate in the front; Wen Xishu watched scene after scene of CG storylines.

These storylines unexpectedly became better, no longer feeling oppressive like before.

That year, Lu Mingxuan skipped a grade and reached his third year of high school.

Lu Mingxuan still couldn’t make friends, but he got used to making friends in a special way.

Games.

Before this, Lu Mingxuan had already made several games, one of which was themed around Infinite Building.

The Longxia people seemed to have a natural affinity for climbing buildings.

The player who climbed to the highest felt the game’s richness beyond imagination. Everything seemed to be looking up.

Lu Mingxuan thus regarded these players as friends.

I present my game to you, and you play it; this makes us friends.

No need for words, no skills, no social tactics, simple and pure.

Lu Mingxuan found his unique way of making friends.

And Lu Mingxuan was someone good at making games.

The music accompanying this memory was extremely cheerful.

Lu Mingxuan just had to ensure his game was fun, and he started to become popular, reflected by the high download counts his game often had.

He would announce the future direction, future updates, what interesting changes would happen.

Though only in his teens, his programming ability was considered genius, despite the game’s simple graphics, the gameplay was engaging.

He considered releasing game update content as his social method, viewing player comments on the game as part of social interaction.

Yes, everything seemed to be getting better.

Yet more and more, Wen Xishu felt... something was off, something terrible was about to happen.

Sure enough, as the task appeared, Wen Xishu began to feel pressured.

[Task: Retain players.]

"Not fun."

"I’m already bored, I don’t care what the next level is."

"Ultimately just a mini-game. I want to play Glory Canyon."

"This type of game is like this; after watching others play it, knowing what each level has, you don’t want to play it anymore."

"Fantastic, the game is really good, but I’ve mastered all the genres; it no longer feels fresh to me. And the game seems hard to escape the existing framework. I’ve played through it."

Looking at rows of comments, what Wen Xishu could operate now was replying.

He needed to promise the players, subsequent update directions, subsequent update content, more scenes, more varied gameplay, more genres, more puzzle contents...

Wen Xishu continually operated, sincerely thanked for every good review, thoughtfully considered each bad review combining the game itself, accepting with humility.

You could say he operated everything he could.

Even this level, because Wen Xishu could use his own organized language.

He’s much more eloquent than Lu Mingxuan.

But it’s useless.

Everything was destined.

He suddenly understood that Lu Mingxuan’s life was a game without any good ending, only a sad ending.

After reaching a peak, Lu Mingxuan’s game began to see a decline in player numbers.

No matter how Wen Xishu operated, players would choose to leave because the game had been thoroughly played through, lacking freshness.

Perhaps diligent updates were useful, but Lu Mingxuan couldn’t immediately deliver all content.

Watching players leave one by one, Lu Mingxuan only felt a sense of betrayal.

Wen Xishu successfully retained a few players, but as the game went on and time rushed by, these players soon would be attracted to new games.

The game didn’t immediately show task failure words.

Because what followed was a segment of storyline.

This storyline made Wen Xishu want to throw the controller.

Actually, up till now, Lu Mingxuan was just a normal kid; he was a bit closed and lonely because of social barriers, but due to parental love and his outstanding ability, he hadn’t turned twisted.

Parents were the most loyal, never "tired" players of the game named "Lu Mingxuan."

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