To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 605 - 347 The Joy of Ignorance (Part 2)_2

Chapter 605 -347: The Joy of Ignorance (Part 2)_2

Chapter 605 -347: The Joy of Ignorance (Part 2)_2

But the deeper one delved, the stronger this indescribable feeling became, until it engulfed one completely, rendering escape impossible.

Fang Cheng noticed that he had tossed the object back into the void. The Mysterious Mirror subconsciously wanted to reach out to catch it, but Fang Cheng had already grabbed the Mysterious Mirror, preventing him from continuing.

Only then did the Mysterious Mirror realize that he had been ensnared.

Realizing that he didn’t even understand when he had been captivated, the Mysterious Mirror broke out into a cold sweat. The confidence he had during his breakthrough was shattered by this bizarre scene, and he immediately calmed down.

After regaining composure, the Mysterious Mirror couldn’t help but ask, “Was that a Guixian?”

“Yes. The Dao encompasses all things, and so do its fragments. These fragments lack consciousness, yet they happen to match certain Cultivation Techniques. Then, they can cultivate ceaselessly without awareness, and eventually they become immortal.”

“Can those without consciousness also achieve the Dao?” the Mysterious Mirror exclaimed in surprise.

Fang Cheng gave the Mysterious Mirror a strange look, “You were born from an object, weren’t you? Are you really that surprised about unconscious beings achieving the Dao? Statistically speaking, the birth of Artifact Spirits like you is even rarer.”

The Mysterious Mirror was about to say that the birth of Artifact Spirits wasn’t that rare, but then he thought of a reverse answer, “Are you saying that there are actually quite a lot of Guixian in this world?”

“There are quite a few, but the Guixian are like sea spiders in the ocean; they cause no harm if left alone, yet delving into their existence would cause problems. So, to prevent people from investigating the existence of the Guixian, this knowledge is mostly sealed away, known only to the Heavenly Lords and a few others.”

“What are the consequences of delving into it?”

“Just a bit of trouble, nothing too serious.”

The calmness in Fang Cheng’s voice reassured the Mysterious Mirror, but then he realized another issue.

If his boss mentioned there would be some trouble, the actual situation could be more problematic than he imagined.

After this realization, he immediately wanted to leave this place, to distance himself from Fang Cheng, who was fishing for Guixian.

Yet he couldn’t resist the desire to know more about the Guixian, so he still sat beside Fang Cheng, nervously watching him continue fishing for Guixian.

After what seemed like ages, Fang Cheng’s fishing rod suddenly bent, indicating that a big catch had finally been hooked, prompting even the usually stoic Fang Cheng to smile.

Unlike the previously calm Guixian, this unseen big catch struggled fiercely. The surrounding void rippled due to its thrashing, giving the Mysterious Mirror a bad feeling.

Looking at the satisfied Fang Cheng, the Mysterious Mirror asked curiously, “Boss, this thing is struggling quite fiercely.”

“Yes, it’s afraid.”

“Aren’t the Guixian without consciousness and unable to feel fear?”

“It didn’t before it met me, but now that it has, it does.”

At this moment, the Mysterious Mirror finally realized how much more incredible his boss was than the Guixian.

Having captured a Guixian, Fang Cheng took the Mysterious Mirror to a planet and released the newly caught Guixian there.

The formless Guixian immediately enveloped the planet, and under Fang Cheng’s guidance, the planet became indistinguishable from Earth, showing no discernible difference.

Pedestrians walked, office workers in skyscrapers worked diligently, and factory employees tirelessly operated the assembly line, creating the appearance of a normal and gentle world.

However, knowing that this world was actually the product of a Guixian, the Mysterious Mirror felt that everything here wasn’t that mundane anymore.

The pedestrians always wore a serene smile, even if they were at the edge of a building, they would walk over the edge without hesitation, their smiles never fading.

The office workers weren’t actually using their computers; they were facing blank screens and working diligently, yet their attitude was incredibly devout.

The items on the assembly line weren’t tools but humans. They were assembled like machines, filled with organs and limbs, heads, then dressed and placed in gift boxes, before being sent to various families.

At first glance, there seemed to be no issues, but a closer look revealed nothing but problems.

Moreover, these problems possessed a peculiar beauty. Logic was shattered and then reassembled into something preposterous, yet the distortion created a mysterious atmosphere that made one irresistibly drawn to dig deeper.

After watching for a long time, the Mysterious Mirror felt he was becoming abnormal.

Holding the buzzing Mysterious Mirror, Fang Cheng said, “The Guixian is such a strange existence. What you have seen are just illusions it created based on my feedback. Alright, the basic prototype is completed. It’s time to hand it over to Huang Ping and the others to refine.”

Staring blankly below, the Mysterious Mirror suddenly said to Fang Cheng, “Boss.”

“Hm?”

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“Sorry.”

“For what?”

“I was showing off too much.”

Looking at the sincerely apologetic Mysterious Mirror, Fang Cheng understood the other’s thoughts and nodded with a smile, “It’s okay.”

When Fang Cheng went back and handed over his new work to Huang Ping, Huang Ping’s reaction was still sluggish.

He lazily took the USB drive, lazily installed the game, and then, after playing for a bit, his eyes widened and he couldn’t help but sit up straight.

As Fang Cheng had intended, players would randomly embody a character and then calmly experience their day.

Having chosen to play as an ordinary office worker, Huang Ping initially found the game quite normal and average.

There were many games where one played a character, with “The Sims” series being a standout, where players could experience almost anything they could think of.

Even players who often killed people could try out the gameplay of fancifully killing their neighbors, and things like removing ladders from swimming pools were basic maneuvers that the perverts even disdained to use.

But this game was different.

In the demo, players also had their stats, they would get thirsty, hungry, want entertainment, want to make friends—at first glance, it appeared to be just an ordinary simulation management game, but many details within it were utterly terrifying upon close examination.

Many parts of the game were done with extreme realism, including things like commuting on a packed subway.

But while some parts were incredibly realistic, others were done so illogically that they made one feel something was seriously off.

Why would writing “1+1=2” on the blackboard earn one’s superiors’ cheers, while writing “2+2=4” would make them extremely angry?

Why was there always one stall in the bathroom that would never open, and from which crying sounds would occasionally emanate?

Why would the boss stand at the door bowing to let employees go home after work, yet attempting to bow back would cause a drastic change in their expression?

A pile-up of these strange details made Huang Ping feel that this game was not normal.

“Mr. Liu, what are you playing that’s got you so engrossed?”

“Ah!”

Huang Ping screamed like a startled Sanmiao whose tail had been stepped on, jumping up from his workstation.

Next to him, Monkey looked at Huang Ping in astonishment, not knowing what on Earth he had seen.

Meanwhile, Huang Ping awkwardly picked up his chair, apologized sheepishly, and then continued the game.

Monkey’s exclamation just now had also left him with residual nervousness.

Moreover, he quickly realized that the game had subconsciously affected him.

These details were supposed to be insignificant, but because the game’s effects were so lifelike, these ordinary points had been magnified indefinitely, causing him to start scaring himself.

But what felt even more bizarre to him was that he realized he was starting to get addicted.

The previous fatigue had dissipated with the sensations brought by the game, making him want to continue exploring the truth behind each of these details.

But the more he explored, the more unsolved mysteries he found, and he slowly became lost in them, completely unable to find his way out.

He even picked up a notebook and began to record each unsolved mystery he encountered.

However, when he realized he had recorded dozens of mysteries without solving the very first one, he put down his pen and sighed deeply:

“If only I hadn’t delved so deep.”

Looking at the conflicted Huang Ping, Fang Cheng knew he was on the right track.

Ignorance is bliss, and Huang Ping was beginning to understand that.