Chapter 54
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Chapter 54: The Opportunity For Transformation
It was now 9 o’clock, and all the office workers had settled into their positions. Discussions surrounding My World continued to gain momentum.
Firstly, by 9, every advertising spot in Binhai City had fully transformed into My World’s domain. News articles questioning the origins of My World and Yun-Xiao Network started circulating across major platforms early that morning.
Jiang Qingyue, a senior in media studies at Binhai University, was an up-and-coming content creator on China’s popular streaming platform, Bilibili. Though she hadn’t yet graduated, she was already gaining a modest following.
Her content was eclectic, but thanks to her charming voice and well-crafted commentary, she had earned widespread acclaim.
This popularity led to an influx of sponsorship offers, particularly from game companies selling sexually suggestive character skins. Aunt Jiang’s ad copy, combined with her sweet, teasing voice, worked wonders with these companies’ suggestive skin designs.
In this twisted world, beauty and borderline risqué illustrations are as desirable as ever. Although her videos were essentially paid promotions, her fans didn’t mind and eagerly anticipated her content.
Thanks to her popularity, her ad fees skyrocketed. However, since entering her senior year, Jiang Qingyue had become somewhat lazy, using her streaming income to live a comfortably idle life. As a result, her video production rate plummeted.
Her Bilibili handle was “Muli Little Jiang”. While she didn’t focus on a specific genre, her “Game Recommendations” channel, created specifically for sponsored content, was popular. Yet, for the past two months, she hadn’t received any game promotion offers.
The market for sexually suggestive games had become highly saturated, with developers pouring in like dumplings, causing many to drown in the competition.
This demand also drove up the fees for artists capable of creating more provocative character designs. If a game company could secure such an artist, it could practically rake in cash, especially if the artist was rumored to be a beautiful young woman.
Due to these factors, no new game developers sought to work with her. After completing a big job two months ago, Jiang Qingyue was so idle she nearly went stir-crazy, finally getting time to indulge her personal gaming interests.
However, most of today’s games were lackluster. Jiang Qingyue had planned to sleep until 10 that morning, as usual. But just after 9, a phone call jolted her awake.
“Hey, Qingyue, ever thought about transformation?”
Asked her wealthy best friend, Li Mengyue, on the other end.
“A transformation?”
Starting her morning with such a complicated topic didn’t sit well with her.
Jiang Qingyue knew her reliance on borderline ASMR-like sponsored promotions wasn’t sustainable in the long term. ASMR wasn’t a recognized genre here, but if it were, she’d likely have joined it by now.
“Of course, but is it really that easy?” she replied.
If she could’ve transform, she would have already done so instead of promoting suggestive game content.
“There’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity right in front of you!”
Li Mengyue said excitedly.
“Have you checked the news or looked at your phone this morning?”
“No, I was asleep until you called!”
“Then look at the top story in Binhai!”
Following her friend’s advice, Jiang Qingyue checked the news.
My World? What kind of game was this? The name sounded so tacky.
“‘Create freely, starting with a single block’?” She read the tagline. What could you possibly do with one block? Despite her curiosity, she couldn’t imagine how a single block could offer any creative potential.
As a professional game review content creator, Jiang Qingyue typically tested games that piqued her interest. Most of them, however, ended up as disappointments she promptly uninstalled.
But she did save a few sexually suggestive images from those games, leaving her computer largely devoid of new games.
With her interest piqued, she turned on her computer, logged into the game store, and went through the process of purchasing and downloading. Soon, the game was installed and launched.
Seeing the pixelated blocks on screen left her dumbfounded. Is this some kind of joke?
“What is this? How did this game manage to sell over 20,000 copies on launch day alone? The industry must be losing its mind!”
She took a deep breath and started her exploration within the game.
The game offered two control modes, keyboard and controller, but the mechanics were astonishingly simple, with no tutorials or hints—just endless pixelated blocks. She was about to uninstall the game but remembered her friend’s claim about it helping her pivot. How was that even possible? With just these rough-textured blocks?
But she decided to stick with it and began exploring the map.
When night fell and zombies appeared out of nowhere, she got killed in a few bites and nearly tossed her controller across the room.
What kind of game is this, with mobs suddenly spawning in groups of 4 and no weapons?!
Yet, as she punched the zombies, she noticed something surprising—all the blocks around her could be punched and gathered.
After respawning, she targeted the trees, reasoning that wood was essential for building anything. Sure enough, she was able to progress by gathering wood.
The more she played, the more she couldn’t stop herself from creating. Like many girls, she had a “princess dream”—to build a castle.
Although a castle was too ambitious given her current understanding of the game, she figured she could start with a glass beach house.
Before she knew it, she was entirely engrossed in her creation.
8 hours later, after tirelessly gathering materials and building glass, she finally completed her first masterpiece in My World: a fully transparent seaside mansion.
Just as she was about to screenshot her work, a loud explosion sounded, and her beach house—along with her character—was blown to pieces.
What the…?
At that moment, a frustrating message appeared in the corner of the screen.
“That’s what you get for using the official server without setting a password, haha! Sucker!”
She was utterly enraged!
Fortunately, she had a habit of recording her gameplay, so her 8 hours of effort hadn’t been wasted entirely.
Author’s Note: I’ve posted 9 chapters in a row, and I’m absolutely exhausted!
Night Day
This author is a beast 9 chapters in a row haha.