To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 553 - 322 Misjudgment (Second Update)_1

Chapter 553 -322 Misjudgment (Second Update)_1

As soon as he entered, Liuzi felt a surge of joy.

Although the realism of his game cabin was only 21%, he could still feel a genuine sense of joy rising from the bottom of his heart, expanding continuously until it filled every corner of his body.

Looking around, he discovered that this place seemed to be someone’s bedroom palace.

The decorations were not lavish, but they were crafted with the owner’s care, and all sorts of strange objects were everywhere, filling the space with their wonderful presence.

And these objects looked very interesting.

There were amusing statues and murals painted with extraordinary images; all these things looked incredibly intriguing, sparking many interesting associations in Liuzi’s mind upon seeing them.

Wandering through the spacious bedroom palace, he looked at each object, and a variety of fascinating ideas were born in his mind, each more interesting than the last.

These objects were the Mona Lisa of the interesting world, the Davids, the Virgin Mary statues. Each item took the concept of ‘interesting’ to the extreme, making Liuzi appreciate how the artists of “Work at Sunrise” were geniuses for hiding such fun things here.

If Xiemen Waidao hadn’t chanced upon this place, everything here would have remained silent and hidden forever, never to be discovered.

“This is too extravagant,” murmured Liuzi, unable to help himself.

If the items here were restored and released, they would be exquisite works of art, coveted by countless enthusiasts.

But now, they lay quietly in the game, ignored by all.

After admiring in silence for a long time, Liuzi finally left and returned to Xiemen Waidao’s side.

Xiemen Waidao then closed the door and asked Liuzi, “What do you think, Mr. Liu Liuzi?”

Normally, Liuzi would have rolled his eyes at Xiemen Waidao and told him not to call him that.

But today, after pondering for a moment, he said, “I’ll let you call me that for forty minutes.”

Liuzi’s response scared Xiemen Waidao.

Looking at Liuzi with concern, he asked, “Mr. Liu Liuzi, you didn’t leave your brain back there, did you?”

“…Now it’s only twenty minutes.”

“Alright, no more jokes. How did it feel over there?”

Recalling the sensations, Liuzi nodded with satisfaction, “Great, I had no idea there was such a place here, everything inside is indescribably delightful, it makes one unable to suppress a chuckle. What exactly is that place?”

“I don’t know. I was also puzzled when I found it. I just know it makes people happy involuntarily, so I suspect it’s a game easter egg. I was worried you’d be disheartened later, so I invited you.”

Looking at Xiemen Waidao in front of him, Liuzi found that his avatar’s human likeness was quite high today.

With genuine appreciation, Liuzi nodded, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. If you like it, just add more generous ‘big sister’ characters in your new series. The teacher character you drew last time was super hot!”

“…I’ll try my best. Wait, you didn’t invite me here just so I would draw ‘big sisters’, did you?”

“You haven’t lost your mind, have you?”

“Jerk!”

Insults aside, Liuzi’s passion for comics was reignited, letting him know exactly what his next work should be.

A romantic comedy, here I come.

The next one, it’ll be “Extremely Like Your Hundred Wives”.

As Liuzi was brimming with inspiration and about to log off to sketch his drafts, the room’s owner returned.

The Monarch of Heaven Spring Country had just come back to his bedroom palace and sensed something unusual.

Signs of outsiders were clearly present here, the air tainted with an unpleasant aura. It seemed as though someone had toured his sanctum but left without touching anything.

Smelling the odor in the air, he frowned and said, “A Cultivator? Where from?”

The Teleportation Array leading here had already disappeared; when Liuzi left this place, Xiemen Waidao had already shut down the array.

The Happy Demon Master’s power had not fully recovered; most of his strength had been expended on infecting the citizens of other nations, leaving him with little residual mana.

In his current situation, he was almost incapable of tracing the source of the aura and could only silently swallow the loss.

At the same time, he grew cautious.

The sanctuary’s space was unstable, and it was possible for some Cultivators to unintentionally arrive here and witness the state of this place.

However, those who achieved the status of Demon Lord were mostly not fools.

And the Happy Demon Master, having died once before, had become exceedingly cautious, fearing a relapse into his former plight.

However, he also knew that his current strength was not formidable, and only by infecting more of the Human Clan, turning their emotions into his sustenance, could he quickly grow stronger.

“It seems I can no longer come here for the time being. If those Cultivators have come for me and laid traps, that would be troublesome.”

Thinking this, the Happy Demon Master looked at the items in the room with reluctance.

The items here were all created after his death and subsequent enlightenment; each one bore his understanding of joy.

Although the Spiritual Energy in them was not abundant, it was fused with his own Dao, holding his teachings within.

Regrettably, it was now possible that these items were rigged with ambushes, so he could no longer take them.

Yet, it was still a pity to destroy them; instead, he decided to leave them be, planning to retrieve them once his power had partially recovered.

Having come to this realization, he silently withdrew and indeed did not return here.

The ongoing corruption of other nations’ citizens continued unabated.

Once all the citizens of this small world were captivated, he felt he could proceed to the next step.

Some people were drawn out by him; joy had become their sole emotion, making them forget pain and suffering, turning them into walking corpses.

Some were drawn out to be turned into Soldiers, while others were made into servants attending to the rest; the entire world had fallen into supreme joy, appearing inescapable.

As the gates to new small worlds were opened, troops of Soldiers rushed into other small worlds, beginning conquest after conquest for the Happy Demon Master.

New territories were seized, new citizens enslaved, all becoming the Demon Lord’s nourishment.

The Happy Demon Master was very cautious, and before having sufficient strength, he chose not to target places closely connected to the Immortal Village. Instead, he first sent out Scouts and only proceeded with the invasion after confirming the absence of the Immortal Assembly.

Death brings growth, and the Happy Demon Master also evolved into an even more cunning enemy, gradually eating away at this region.

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In just a few days, a significant number of worlds had fallen, countless waves of joyous strength flooding in, continuously restoring the Happy Demon Master’s power.

If the Monarch of Heaven Spring Country had not had such poor talent, the Happy Demon Master who possessed him would have been restrained. Otherwise, he would have transcended tribulation and become an Immortal, unleashing a terrible slaughter long ago.

But possession was one of the necessary conditions for his resurrection; after all, the blow dealt by Heavenly Lord Fang back then was horrific, causing tremendous damage, and resurrection by possession was his only option.

However, the feeling of gradually planning and consuming the entire world bit by bit was also pleasing to him, a sensation he quite enjoyed.

Looking at his vast army, looking at each small world falling into his hands, the Happy Demon Master once again let out a laugh of joy, resonating with the pained laughter of others, echoing to the heavens.

Soon, so soon!

The Immortals of Immortal Village numbered merely in the thousands. Once his power increased a bit more, he would storm into the Immortal Village and show them just how terrifying a Demon Lord of the past could be!