NOVEL To ascend, I had no choice but to create games Chapter 672 - 382 Xiemen Waidaos Arrangement (Part 2)_2

To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 672 - 382 Xiemen Waidaos Arrangement (Part 2)_2
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Chapter 672 -382: Xiemen Waidao’s Arrangement (Part 2)_2

Chapter 672 -382: Xiemen Waidao’s Arrangement (Part 2)_2

After appreciating it for a while, Xiemen Waidao started to thank the almighty internet for giving birth to such a thing.

However, just this kind of picture wasn’t enough; he needed better support.

He sent the picture to Liuzi and said, “Mr. Liu Liuzi, do me a favor, will you?”

Liuzi: “…What the hell did you send me?”

Xiemen Waidao: “Eh? I thought you’d ask me if I had any more? Hold on, your reaction’s all wrong, man. There’s no way a man can resist the allure of the ‘big mushroom.’ You’re not Mr. Liu Liuzi, you’re an alien!”

Liuzi: “Cut it out. Where did you get this picture from?”

Xiemen Waidao: “It’s from a favorite artist of mine from the sea down below, truly a feast for the senses. Sadly, they stopped doing it not long after. My love for Mr. Liu Liuzi’s manga is also because your manga has a bit of their flavor… wait a minute! Mr. Liu Liuzi! Could it be that you!”

Liuzi: “It’s not!”

Xiemen Waidao: “I haven’t even asked!”

Liuzi: “No means no!”

They argued like a broken record for ten minutes before Liuzi finally gave up.

Liuzi: “No helping it, I confess. I wasn’t just running away from home; I went to Sakura Country. I was really strapped for cash at that time and had to take some private jobs, including this one. I thought this was just something for a small circle to enjoy; I never expected you to get your hands on it. Speaking of which, how did you get it?”

Xiemen Waidao: “I paid that master artist to buy it.”

Liuzi: “…Fuck, it was you!”

Looking at Xiemen Waidao’s reply, Liuzi was flooded with emotions.

The early days in Sakura Country were his most difficult times.

Incomprehension from his family, language barriers, struggling with his manga—all these factors intertwined and made him lose his hair every day.

However, having no money was his biggest problem.

Creating manga needed money, and he was still enrolled in training classes. Even though he worked part-time every day, he didn’t have enough money to sustain himself.

Fortunately, at this time, someone commissioned him to draw ‘big mushrooms,’ claiming that “one day, people will become obsessed with big mushrooms” for such a bizarre reason. Even when he charged two thousand five hundred, the client agreed to it.

And so, Liuzi’s dark history was born.

He did a total of five drawings, and the money from those saw him through the toughest month and helped him hang on until the day his manga won an award and began serialization.

Thus, Liuzi had complicated feelings about this part of his past.

When it came to that history, he did feel a bit embarrassed.

However, he was filled with gratitude towards that generous client.

But when he thought that the client was Xiemen Waidao, he felt that the world was really quite fucked up.

While Liuzi was wrestling with his complex emotions, another reply from Xiemen Waidao arrived.

Xiemen Waidao: “I didn’t expect it was really you. Anyway, I wanted to ask you to change it into the animal zombies from the game, but you don’t seem too willing, so forget about it.”

Liuzi: “How do you know I’m not willing?”

Xiemen Waidao: “You hesitated for a long time before agreeing back then. Actually, I only needed one picture, but later when I saw your updates, I realized you were having a tough time, so I added four more. There’s something I’ve always wanted to say, I’m sorry.”

Liuzi: “…Why though?”

Xiemen Waidao: “After you gave me five drawings you disappeared, and I’ve always wondered if it was because I requested something inappropriate that made you draw pictures you didn’t like, and that’s why you left. I’ve always felt a bit bad and wanted to apologize. That’s all I wanted to say, you can laugh now.”

Liuzi: “…You asshole!”

Xiemen Waidao: “That’s the spirit.”

Liuzi: “Thank you.”

Xiemen Waidao: [Hmm?]

Liuzi: [Tell me what you want, and I’ll draw it for you. Whether it’s ten or a hundred pictures, I’ll draw them all today!]

Xiemen Waidao: [Hmhm?]

While Xiemen Waidao was puzzled, Liuzi had already picked up his digital pen and began to draw earnestly according to Xiemen Waidao’s requests.

He worked intensively at a rate of one picture every three hours; the content he produced was provocative without revealing anything, yet it felt even more arousing than if it had.

Plant girls, animal girls, zombie girls… Some drawings didn’t need high precision, so he just sketched them out and then used AI for coloring, which further increased his speed.

Watching Liuzi’s high-intensity output, Xiemen Waidao wondered if something was wrong with him.

But seeing the results, he felt it was actually quite good for Liuzi to go crazy once in a while.

His previous posts on the forum had already started to ferment; many gamers said, ‘Xiemen Waidao, you are truly despicable and shameless, to spread such misleading messages.’

If you don’t produce evidence today, you better believe that we’ll show you why the flower is so red!

But when Xiemen Waidao posted the first picture given by Liuzi, there was a moment of silence in the forum.

There was no other reason except that the picture was quite provocative.

The form of Squirrel Girl looked very cute, and the whole atmosphere of the drawing seemed quite normal, but her subtle expression triggered a surge of springtime feelings in the viewers.

And gamers are the ones who most love to find something naughty in serious games and to be serious in naughty games.

Tell them they can indulge in dirty pleasures in erotic games, and they might scorn it; but if you tell them they can do it in this game, they’ll definitely strip the game bare to see what it’s all about.

[Xiemen Waidao, I don’t usually believe you, but today I want to.]

[Xiemen Waidao, I rarely trust you, so please don’t make me lose too badly this time.]

[Xiemen Waidao, you’re a good comrade, just tell me the method, and I’ll go and criticize it thoroughly.]

Xiemen Waidao: [It’s quite simple, though the success rate is low. In the game, there are quiet-looking zombies with red and black stripes. If you catch them and bring them back, there’s a chance to trigger a Dirty Picture event. They will randomly give you a Dirty Picture, remember to share it afterward.]

[Fine, I’m not really interested in Dirty Pictures, I just genuinely want to see this easter egg.]

[What a coincidence, I’m also not interested in Dirty Pictures, I just want to save some zombies.]

[Count me in, I want one too.]

Capturing zombies wasn’t an official gameplay mechanic but rather a skill effect discovered by some players.

This skill allowed you to capture a zombie and take it home, where you could place it in your house.

Originally, this feature was of little use, but the provocation provided by Xiemen Waidao ignited the players’ desire to capture zombies and bring them home.

A vigorous capturing action began, with players choosing their skills and continuously attempting to capture the zombies that met Xiemen Waidao’s criteria to place them in their homes.

Even though they had no success, the number of Dirty Pictures in the forum continued to grow.

Every so often, a somewhat famous gamer would come forward to release the Dirty Pictures they obtained, thereby greatly increasing the credibility of Xiemen Waidao’s words.

Looking at these accounts, a resting Liuzi asked in confusion: [How do you know so many people, and they’re not from the Morals Aid Group?]

[They’re all my alternate accounts.] Xiemen Waidao said nonchalantly.

[…What? Why did you create so many alternate accounts?]

[It’s convenient for arguing with people; I also do some normal things occasionally, like now.]

[But you aren’t doing anything normal right now!]

Although the method was somewhat questionable, the ‘leaves’ that represented three concepts were being saved in large quantities.

Watching more and more ‘leaves,’ Black Tech felt it was time to move on to the next phase.

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