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 understanding what Black Tech had been up to recently, Wang found that Black Tech was indeed the king of the abstract realm.


While other people were already abstractly seeking reality in a virtual world, Black Tech went as far as to look for so-called science in the game.


Even more abstractly, he actually managed to do it.


The creations Black Tech produced were a bunch of bizarre devices, internally composed of Magic Artifacts made by Cultivators, and externally made of tatters and scraps of paper.


Colorful decorations adorned the machine like a giant Christmas tree, and the continual roaring sounds from within made Wang feel a bit uneasy.


Staring at this massive object, Wang swallowed nervously and asked, "What is this thing?"


"Something that lets you communicate with a platypus-like creature?"


"What's the principle behind it? You better not tell me it transforms me into a platypus, so I can communicate with it."


Chapter 548: Boundless Merit