To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 532 - : 310

Chapter 532: 310

It’s more likely that this world was already on the verge of destruction, and the moment players entered they were devoured by the vortex of a collapsing world, their bones turning to dust before they had the chance to grasp the situation.

Pingping had encountered such scenarios several times, yet she continued to play relentlessly, her stubbornness causing wave after wave of heartache among the viewers in her live stream.

[Pingping, you don’t have to do this, you’ve been playing non-stop for fifteen hours already.]

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[Exactly, if it’s really necessary, we could crowdfund to get you a gaming pod. My living expenses are tight this month, but I can donate five hundred.]

[That’s right, why don’t you sleep for a while? Getting to first might be a little far-fetched, just enjoy the game.]

Seeing the messages in the live stream, Pingping felt that they were right.

She had indeed been a bit too engrossed in the game lately, but the first priority of gaming should be fun, and the second to not become addicted.

No matter how enjoyable the game was, reality was always the priority, because if the game ruined her health, it would break her parents’ hearts.

Although her parents didn’t interfere with her actions, she knew this was their tolerance, but she also knew not to abuse that kindness.

So, with a sweet smile, she said to her fans, “Thank you, I understand. I’ll sleep after this round. There’s no need for crowdfunding, everyone should save a bit and spend money on more important things.”

[…No way, this kid is too adorable.]

[We got it, let’s play the last round together and then you better go to sleep right away.]

Yawning, Pingping also started to feel tired.

She began nodding off frequently, yawning incessantly, and occasionally stopping to wipe away tears brought on by the yawning.

It was now the last stretch before dawn, the night sky grew darker, and the wilderness sank into deeper silence.

The streetlights had gone out too. Looking out the window, the night wrapped everything in a gentle embrace, slowing down the passage of time considerably.

Pingping had entered a state between dreaming and waking; dreams and reality began to blur, causing her to vaguely see many things.

She saw herself having no trouble with her legs, her parents not working as hard as they were now, and herself going to and from school with friends every day, or taking walks in her favorite clothes on the weekends.

A surge of emotion overwhelmed her, igniting her heart like a blazing fire. The hardships of life hadn’t brought her down, but the success at this moment made her tremble uncontrollably. She even covered her face and cried silently.

At the 70th hour, 13 minutes, and 16 seconds after The Third Grandchild of the Forest DLC was released, Pingping reached the finish line.

Although she really wanted her own gaming pod, Pingping eventually chose cash despite her parents’ objections.

One million in cash could greatly relieve her family’s financial pressure, allowing her father to stop driving ride-shares every day, her mother to stop working three part-time jobs, and lift some of the burdens off her family.

The cash was credited to her account on the same day after verification. The money had already been taxed before the transfer, and the million laying in her bank account became her greatest source of reassurance, letting her know her family’s situation would only improve.

What surprised her, however, was that the next day, a truck arrived at her place. The black gaming pod was carried into her home and installed under Pingping’s puzzled gaze.

After learning about Pingping’s leg disability, they even thoughtfully fitted an assistive system. Even without her parents’ help, she could operate and enter the pod on her own.

The black gaming pod’s sleek technology and grand appearance, along with its smooth exterior and comfortable interior, made Pingping love it instantly.

Nevertheless, there was only one reward, and this unexpected prize unsettled her; she even wondered if Fang Cheng Studio had made a mistake.

Rushing to call Fang Cheng Studio’s customer service, she said to an agent named Military Governor, “Excuse me, have you made a mistake? I asked for cash, and the cash has already been deposited.”

“There’s no mistake,” Military Governor replied. “This is an additional reward for the first place. Please

Looking at the towering referee and the expectant Little Bears beside it, Pingping nodded vigorously.

Slowly she stood up and followed the Little Bear out of the room.

At first, her steps were a little unsteady.

But she got smoother with each move and eventually broke into a run, sprinting with the Little Bears toward a new world.