Pigeon by the Window

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal.
Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out.
Games, why are you fun?

To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Mr. Fang, with such strong abilities like yours, it would be a shame not to play games.


What? You're better at making games than playing them?


A few minutes later, a refreshed Monkey and a composed Fang Cheng walked out of the VR unit.


Even though he lost, Monkey still wore a cheerful smile.


As they walked, he said excitedly, "Boss, you're really amazing. I specifically used Ape Demon for today, but I still couldn't beat you. But no worries, next time I will definitely claim your life."


"You did very well already," Fang Cheng replied, "In the past, you would have been a decent Sword Immortal. Play a few more times, and you should reach my level from back then."


"Really!" Monkey asked excitedly, "What age level was Boss at back then?"


"I started sword training early, around nine years old, I think."


As Fang Cheng entered the lounge, he noticed everyone was looking at him.


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