To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 570 - 330: Friends from the Past (Part 3)_2

Chapter 570: Chapter 330: Friends from the Past (Part 3)_2

Hearing this, Huang Ping almost died laughing on the spot.

To be the subject of gossip, it really was incredible.

And that guy definitely wasn’t him, because once faced with overtime, he would definitely be blissfully happy, how could he possibly cry?

Shaking his head with a smile, he decided not to listen any further, but then he noticed something absurd.

The viewers in the live stream were tipping.

And the amounts weren’t small.

If they were just there for a laugh, they would only watch the joke without giving a dime to someone like that.

But what if they weren’t there for a laugh but actually believed what Monk Without Heart said?

Looking again, Huang Ping was a bit panicked.

Most of the viewer avatars in the live stream were the kind used by older people, at a glance it was clear that they were definitely from the older demographic.

This group naturally had biases against games, and once they were instigated, it would be bad.

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Looking at the number of people in the live stream, Huang Ping saw that the viewership had reached tens of thousands and was still climbing.

Then seeing their comments, Huang Ping immediately felt a sense of absurdity.

They… couldn’t actually believe it, could they?

Moreover, multiple manifestos suddenly appeared across various media outlets, reigniting the ‘games are guilty’ debate, and even on B-hu multiple questions popped up, such as “Would our youth be better off without games”, “Are games really blameless”, “Why has the gaming industry produced scum like Fang Cheng Studio?”

These articles positioned games as guilty from the start, and the examples they cited followed suit. Furthermore, no matter their starting point, they all ended up targeting Fang Cheng Studio.

They weren’t attacking the gaming industry.

They were attacking Fang Cheng Studio.

Wang Xiaoying’s previous concerns were not unfounded; the orchestrator behind the scenes had launched their second wave of attacks.

Huang Ping didn’t know what they were up to, he just instinctively realized someone was trying to smear their studio, a battle of public opinion was underway, and their opponent was becoming quite clear.

It had to be Landick!

Just as he was about to go on Little Blue Bird to fire back, he saw a post from Landick’s Little Blue Bird account.

[I swear, the recent rumors about Fang Cheng Studio have nothing to do with me. Although I did not succeed in purchasing them, I greatly admire Mr. Fang Cheng’s abilities and character. I look forward to our next meeting, so I would not spread such messages.]

After reading this message, Huang Ping’s intuition told him that Landick indeed was not the manipulator behind this.

If that was the case, then things were worse.

It meant that another behemoth was moving against them, and it could very well be more adept at wielding Huaxia’s public opinion than Druid Entertainment, and more aware of how to handle them.

So, who could this guy be?

He immediately called Fang Cheng and relayed what he had seen.

However, after the call connected, he heard Fang Cheng fall silent for a moment, and then say, “It’s fine, just continue to rest and keep a peaceful mind.”

“I can’t calm down, boss, let me go back to work! Even if you don’t let me touch a computer, can’t I at least smell it?”

“Sorry.”

“Boss!”

After hanging up the phone, Fang Cheng put away his mobile phone, then noticed Zhou ZiYi beside him curiously looking at the mobile phone in his hand.

Pointing at the small smartphone, Zhou ZiYi asked with curiosity, “Great Heavenly Lord, what is this magic artifact? It looks pretty fun.”

“A smartphone, I will give you one later.”

“Really? What can it do? Is it a magic artifact? Can it help with cultivation?”

Telling Zhou ZiYi to stop talking, Fang Cheng handed him a smartphone manual and the phone itself, telling him to read it on his own.

A few days ago, Fang Cheng finally made sense of the information from the Immortal Assembly. Although they didn’t leave behind any information, he still deduced a critical piece of intelligence: he knew where these people came from.

The members of the Immortal Assembly see it as their duty to help all civilizations. In this universe, where the Demon Lord wreaks havoc, foreign enemies invade, and all order is on the brink of destruction, one could say they are like a lotus stream in a murky pond.

Even though their own information was thoroughly destroyed, Fang Cheng still learned where they originated, and from that, he was able to deduce their location.

After discovering this, the cultivators of Immortal Village were as happy as if it were New Year.

They excitedly asked about the origins of the Immortal Assembly. Even though they didn’t understand the meaning of the coordinates Fang Cheng gave, they were still overwhelmed with excitement.

Upon learning that Fang Cheng could take one person with him to that place, the cultivators even fought each other for the spot. In the end, Fang Cheng couldn’t stand watching them and forcibly took Zhou ZiYi with him.

Otherwise, Fang Cheng suspected they might’ve wiped out half of their own people.

Following Fang Cheng, Zhou ZiYi found everything novel.

He was finally able to leave the grid-world he had once known and accompany Fang Cheng to the outside world. The sparse stars made him understand the solitude of outer space, but they also filled him with infinite daydreams about the world beyond.

Everyone feels this way during their first trip to the universe: first, they feel their own insignificance, but then, this ignites a desire to explore the world.

After Zhou ZiYi had his fill of gazing, Fang Cheng flew with him along the route and finally arrived at their travel destination.

In front of them appeared an immense warship, like a planet in its own right.

The surface of the warship was covered with dense formations, and countless lightning chains, akin to actual chains, floated around the vessel, shrouding the massive warship in layers of thunderous light.

These lightning chains are weapons commonly used on large magic artifacts. Though they looked very delicate, they could maximally convert mana into the most destructive Thunder Law and then strike at enemies from a distance.

When locked on by such a warship-class magic artifact, the Thunder Law would activate simultaneously, and billions of thunderbolts would descend in an instant, unleashing power akin to that of a Heavenly Lord.

If an Immortal were to be stationed inside such a warship, its power could be greatly enhanced to the extent that even a Heavenly Lord would have to retreat.

However, Heavenly Lords have their own warships, which are staffed by more people to assist the Heavenly Lord, have stronger firepower, and unfortunately, are much more expensive. Fang Cheng hasn’t dismantled many of them.

Upon seeing this massive object, Zhou ZiYi abandoned his study of the smartphone and exclaimed, “Great Heavenly Lord, this thing is really huge.”

“Yes, in some places, this is the standard equipment for an Immortal. With this, an Immortal’s power can be greatly enhanced. I once fought with a civilization that had this kind of thing,” Fang Cheng said nostalgically.

“Really? What happened?” Zhou ZiYi asked expectantly.

“It was a draw.”

Zhou ZiYi widened his eyes in amazement at Fang Cheng, “They were that powerful?”

“Yes, their escaping skills were top-notch. As soon as they realized they couldn’t beat me, they ran away. I couldn’t catch up, so it was a draw,” Fang Cheng explained.

Zhou ZiYi looked at Fang Cheng and realized that in the heart of the Great Heavenly Lord, not completely eradicating the other party meant a draw.

Swallowing nervously, he asked, “What was the reason for your fight?”

“I was meditating at the time, and they came over to declare that Earth was theirs. All Immortals had to leave within a time limit, or they would be obliterated. They didn’t seem to be joking, so I thought we should have a true test of strength with a fight. It was quite common at that time, with many powerful beings around, and many felt they were the First Under Heaven. It wasn’t unusual to be beaten up when stepping outside,” Fang Cheng said as a reminiscing smile appeared on his face.

Zhou ZiYi felt that it must have been quite a dangerous era, judging by Fang Cheng’s nostalgic smile.

Looking at the warship again, he asked, “So, are we going to go in?”

“Yes, let’s go in. This is the base of the Immortal Assembly, and it seems they have some connection to those I’ve fought with in the past. Fate is really interesting—never thought the ones who ran away back then would be encountered here again. Come on, let’s go inside,” Fang Cheng said.