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

After Huang Ping and Xiao Douzi expressed their understanding, Monkey was still utterly clueless.


But after hearing the explanation from Huang Ping, Monkey had an epiphany and then expressed that he understood as well.


When all three of them had grasped the concept, Fang Cheng, who was meditating at home, suddenly felt a chill.


Startled by the sensation, Tian Xuan, who was eating cookies and watching past Spring Festival galas, thought for a moment and then handed over a cookie shaped like a Heavenly Tao Fragment.


Declining Tian Xuan's offer, Fang Cheng gazed into the distance and murmured to himself, "Someone might be persecuting me."


There was no way someone could beat him straightforwardly; the only ones who could possibly hurt him were the players he loved and hated in equal measure.


However, the meaning of the warning could be manifold; it might be because someone was planning to persecute him, or that someone might in the future.


Chapter 146 Did I Do Something Wrong (Three updates)_1