“This is a world of fighting spirit!”
“In this world, there is no magic, only swords and fighting spirit, along with power struggles full of intrigue. However, under the deterrence of the monarchy, everything remains hidden beneath the surface, not yet openly revealed.”
“When the previous king is about to fall, conflict will begin.”
As soon as he entered the Dungeon, an old voice echoed in his ears.
Narration.
As the narration ended, the outline of a Human Kingdom appeared before the Adventurers. The camera slowly zoomed in, and face after face appeared before them, beginning to introduce the current situation of this kingdom.
“A plot?”
The Adventurers of Tidal Town were stunned.
Seeing this, they naturally realized that this was a plot, a relatively complete one.
“This genius Dungeon Lord from Baiye City really has something. There’s even a plot! I truly underestimated him…”
“To be able to create such a complete plot these days is already quite good; he’s a relatively dedicated Dungeon Lord.”
“Although he can’t compare to Lord Chen, I’m willing to give him full marks, just as encouragement. It’s a pity… his opponent is the monstrous Lord Chen.”
“Yes, yes!”
“This plot isn’t amazing, but it’s at least passable, and quite good.”
The Adventurers of Tidal Town commented thus.
Hua Zixuan, as the Dungeon Lord, could naturally hear what they said inside the Dungeon.
Originally, this was his proudest segment: a group of Adventurers, acting as assassins due to internal conflicts within the kingdom, traversing the kingdom’s city-states.
With this plot, the sense of immersion, didn’t it just come alive?
Relying on this plot, “Martial World” received extremely high scores at the beginning, with a large number of Adventurers giving high marks, making Hua Zixuan incredibly happy. He even thought he was the god of plots, capable of conquering many people with just a plot.
For this ‘Dungeon Duel’, he came here full of anticipation, wanting to hear the Adventurers of Tidal Town’s approval of him.
For example, words like “This plot is really too interesting,” “I wish I could transfer to Baiye City right now and play this Dungeon forever,” “Dungeon Lord Hua is truly a genius,” and so on.
For this, he even gave himself a cooling-off injection beforehand, repeatedly warning himself that no matter what he heard, he must not become complacent and must maintain his original intention, not getting lost.
The result…
What kind of words were these annoying Adventurers saying?
What did “has something” mean?
What did “relatively dedicated” mean?
What did “just as encouragement” mean…
This is your highest praise when facing a perfect Dungeon, isn’t it? You must be afraid I’d be too proud, so you deliberately suppressed your thoughts, right?
It must be like this!
As Hua Zixuan spoke, he unconsciously teared up.
Damn it!
Why do I have a bad feeling…
The plot ended.
It only took about three minutes in total, which was the limit Hua Zixuan could produce. Just these three minutes alone took him countless days.
However, all the necessary content was explained.
It briefly introduced the plot, the various factions, and the combat locations.
After all, if it were any more complex, who knows how much more time and effort would need to be invested.
At that point, mixing it all together might even be counterproductive.
However.
In the eyes of the Adventurers from Tidal Town:
“That’s it?”
“What do you mean it’s over? I don’t even shiver that fast!”
“??”
“With all due respect, it would be better not to do it!”
“……”
Hearing this, Hua Zixuan almost fainted in the restroom from anger.
It’s fine, it’s fine…
For a Battle Royale type of game, the plot is just auxiliary.
Content is king.
As long as they play the later content, they definitely won’t say that.
Hua Zixuan could only comfort himself this way.
However, once the Dungeon started, complaints echoed from every corner of the Dungeon: “No way, is the modeling this rough?”
“Isn’t this just a typical assassin look, just covering yourself with a black cloth?”
“It does have a bit of an assassin feel, but aren’t they all a bit too uniform? It’s really boring without any unique features!”
“Are the attack methods so monotonous? Only normal attacks? Although there are some skills that can unleash sword qi, it’s still a bit too simple, isn’t it? If so, when you encounter someone, you just have to use your ultimate skill, right?”
“If one ultimate skill misses, just run away? Is that how an assassin works?”
“666, that makes a lot more sense…”
“There are also crossbows and bows, quite a lot of weapons, but the most criticized aspect is still the monotonous attack methods. Is fighting spirit only like this?”
“Why not come up with some unique things, like mixed combo skills or combined skills? It’s boring without them!”
These words made Hua Zixuan extremely angry.
You Adventurers really talk without understanding the difficulty of balancing these things in design.
If the Dungeon isn’t balanced then, you’ll complain about this and that again…
After hearing more, Hua Zixuan simply stopped listening, angrily muting his microphone.
However, his gaze still occasionally glanced at the Dungeon’s population, constantly monitoring its rise and fall.
The current population was 3500, slowly decreasing.
This was normal.
It represented the death and exit of the first batch of Adventurers.
But as long as the number rose again, it would indicate the appearance of returning customers, and he would be halfway to success.
3500.
3400.
The number continued to drop, reaching 3000.
But what made him feel utterly disheartened was that this number showed no sign of rising, not even a little bit.
“Maybe too many people left, and the increase was masked…”
Hua Zixuan was anxious inside.
He could only comfort himself like this for now.
But later…
3000.
2000.
The number kept dropping until it reached 1000, and still showed no increase.
There was truly no increase at all.
Even if it went from 1000 to 1100, Hua Zixuan would have found some comfort, but no, the value of 1000 was still dropping wildly.
Until it finally reached 0…
When he saw the number 0, Hua Zixuan’s face turned ashen, his vision swam, and he almost fainted.
Not a single Adventurer returned?
This also meant that Hua Zixuan’s meticulous effort over so many days was meaningless; even putting up any other random Dungeon would have the same effect.
How could he accept this?
How could his heart bear it…
