I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 489 is officially released (46)

While snacking, Luo Tong pointed at the screen in front of him and exclaimed, "I finally understand the charm of modules. One of them is an ancient cultivator, and the other is a cyber immortal. If they were placed in other places, they would definitely look out of place. But if we use the module function, then it feels perfectly normal to put them together."

“Indeed.” Glasses looked thoughtfully at the scene in the dream.

There, Principal Liu and the Dean of Students were locked in a fierce battle. One possessed profound and mysterious martial arts techniques, his flying swords flying in rapid succession, demonstrating his deep cultivation; the other was equipped with advanced technology, his prosthetic body shimmering with powerful magic. The two fought fiercely, the mere Qi Refining cultivator displaying the aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, like a millstone crushing everything on the ground, seemingly even obliterating the Great Dao itself.

Bathed in dazzling light, the two blocky figures fought with surprising intensity, making viewers want to eat two more bowls of rice.

Seeing this scene, Glasses' passion was once again unleashed, making him want to create his own module.

In the new module, he will go even further and become completely inhuman, squeezing every last drop of value out of the villagers.

He intends to activate his demonic cultivation mode, treating the villagers as resources for his own cultivation, forcing them all to bow down at his feet and become stepping stones for his supreme demonic power.

Thinking about what he was going to do, Glasses couldn't help but let out a "hehehe" laugh.

Seeing him like this, Chen Yu pulled Luo Tong aside and asked, "Have your glasses always looked like this?"

"Well, his moral character is rather low, and he sometimes acts without considering the consequences. But don't worry, Glasses' loyalty to the company is unquestionable, and he has no ulterior motives."

"Am I worried about that? I'm worried that he'll be pulled in by the supervisory committee to boost his performance and then balance the books."

After observing everyone's reactions for a while, Chen Yu knew that the concept of modules should be fine.

Currently, "My Dream" has three built-in modules: Chen Yu's own "Cultivation Module", the short guy's "Agricultural Tycoon", and the tall and thin guy's "Cybernetics Era".

Afterwards, he planned to extract the agricultural part common to these three modules, and then further develop the farming part of the dream body to cater to this batch of calamities.

Then, he needs to study the suggestions made by Principal Liu and the Dean of Students to further optimize the dream.

While formulating the version plan, he opened the skill interface and saw the skill log.

[An unknown calamity discovered that a believer's desire to farm had been satisfied, and it began to loathe your existence. Negative emotions +350.]

[An unknown calamity has discovered that a certain believer is no longer interested in farming, and it increasingly loathes your existence. Negative emotions +350.]

[A certain cultivator is having a lot of fun playing with your dream, positive emotions +30.]

Seeing the 10 to 1 exchange ratio, Chen Yu smiled.

Calamity is a wonderful thing.

So sensitive, so adorable, she releases a torrent of negative emotions at the slightest provocation; how can one not feel affection for her?

After successfully repelling this calamity, I will set up my own calamity response department and then make a fortune.

Clap his hands in satisfaction and said to the others, "That's enough. Let's continue optimizing. Principal Liu and the Dean of Students have given their opinions. Now we can practice our ability to discern player opinions. Some player opinions can be adopted, and some can be ignored."

"So what can be adopted, and what can be ignored?" Jiang Qiao asked immediately.

"To put it bluntly, most of them can actually be ignored. Some opinions seem reasonable, but if you actually make those changes, the other party will probably be unhappy. Remember, most of the time players don't know what they want. We dream architects just need to serve up as many things as we think are good as possible. This is also one way to get player feedback: find their deeper needs, and don't be misled by their superficial needs."

"Yeah, I got it."

"Good, let's start organizing."

The head of teaching and the principal spent three whole days on this test, accumulating hundreds of comments and questions. After using the spell of highlighting key points, each question was listed out and neatly arranged in mid-air.

It took another two days to deal with these problems one by one.

Fortunately, they are now deep within the illusion created by the calamity. This is the intersection of reality and dreams, where time flows differently from the outside world, giving Chen Yu and the others ample time and energy to create this dream. They don't need to worry about it affecting their college entrance exams or about positive emotions from the outside world flooding into their cultivation bodies.

Chen Yu and his team worked for two days, while Principal Liu and the Dean of Students fought for two days.

Finally, the two got really angry and fought all the way from the dream to reality, even after Chen Yu was about to officially release the dream.

Looking at the two people locked in combat on the playground, Chen Yu clicked his tongue twice.

What filthy adults!

Ignoring the two, Chen Yu got into his Martial Armor Type 8 and greeted Wang Chuyun in the passenger seat.

The other person was wearing a red knitted sweater today, and a light brown hand-knitted scarf that looked warm and comfortable.

After exchanging greetings, Wang Chuyun brought over a scarf she had knitted herself and personally wrapped it around Chen Yu's neck. She also gave him a copy of the key points she had recently summarized for his academic studies.

Chen Yu then brought over boiled water that he had personally boiled, and the sweetness of the water made Wang Chuyun squint her eyes in satisfaction.

Behind them, the supplies delivered by Xu Feng also arrived.

The 300 million yuan in cash was converted into various winter supplies, which will be delivered to everyone through the Eighth Form of Armor, becoming their tools to resist disaster along with "My Dream".

Looking at these supplies, Chen Yu felt very pleased.

Having experienced poverty for over a decade, he deeply abhors meaningless spending, and even knowing he should spend money, he can't change his ways.

Therefore, this act of spending money and providing disaster relief made him very happy. The double pleasure made him squint his eyes and prepare to ask Xu Feng to help him spend more money later.

The Mercedes-Benz Type 8 armored vehicle plunged into the snowstorm, heading towards small settlements under the guidance of Wang Chuyun's supernatural navigation ability.

There are over 100,000 people in Tianyuan. Each person can receive a set of supplies, as well as "My Dream" which is given as a gift along with the supplies.

Ordinary people are no exception.

They suffer from calamities similar to those of cultivators, but they cannot experience the dreams that cultivators can feel. This is where external display devices come in to compensate.

Therefore, dreams must be interesting and fun to play, otherwise mortals will easily be led astray by calamities, unable to be purified, and eventually become believers in calamities.

In the Great Qian world, the lives of mortals are rather monotonous.

There aren't many jobs suitable for ordinary people. In many places, the monthly salary is only four or five hundred yuan. It's considered good if you can occasionally snag a job as a courier or food deliveryman, which might allow you to have an extra meal this month.

They ate starch paste and drank untreated wastewater. Fortunately, many places were short of labor, so they could earn six or seven hundred yuan a month and eat delicious pre-cooked meals. Occasionally, they could also go to the night market for a nice meal.

Buying lottery tickets is a necessity for them. If they win, they will have money to buy a man-made spiritual root. Although the highest level they can reach is no more than the fifth level of Qi Refining, they will at least be considered cultivators, and their lifespan will be longer, and their employment opportunities will be wider.

Feng Le was just an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)