In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games

late at night.

After eating the sauced meat made by his father, Fang Cheng performed acupuncture for his parents, performed cupping, and checked his pulse to confirm that there was no problem. Then he lay down on the bed with peace of mind, and fell asleep not long after.

Just after falling asleep, a luminous human figure exactly like Fang Cheng walked out of his body and floated in mid-air.

Different from Fang Cheng on the bed, the human figure is wearing a Taoist robe and a square scarf on his head. He looks pure and refined, like an exiled immortal.

After tidying up his body, Fang Cheng said to himself: "It's been a long time since I traveled with Yuanshen, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

The primordial spirit has no entity, but is composed of countless divine thoughts. Although its ability to kill is not as good as that of the physical body, it is more sensitive to the spirit and dreams of others.

The surrounding walls are almost non-existent to Yuanshen, allowing Fangcheng Yuanshen to shuttle freely in these places.

Flying directly to the next door, Fang Cheng saw his father and mother sleeping soundly.

The two of them were sleeping soundly on the bed, but bubbles were popping up above their heads, it was their dream at this moment.

In Fang's mother's dream, Fang's father and her were playing the Titanic, and the two opened their hands on the deck and shouted: "I am the king of the world."

It seemed quite romantic.

But in Fang's father's dream, it was a different scene.

The day's affairs were interrupted at this time, Fang's father was resting on the sofa, Fang Cheng and Fang's mother were serving tea and water, serving them with all their heart.

After watching for a while, Fang Cheng felt that the dreams of the two were worthless, so he connected the dreams of the two together, and then flew out.

Floating in the night sky outside the window, Fang Cheng began to overlook the whole world.

Yuanshen can enter dreams. In Yuanshen, a thing that is completely composed of divine thoughts, the dream has become a small world that can freely come and go.

Everyone dreams when they are asleep, the only difference is that some dreams disappear without a trace after waking up;

In addition, dreams are also a kind of perception and early warning of the body's surrounding environment. The body will sense danger when it is unconscious and display it through dreams. This is the so-called predictive dream.

Thousands of years ago, some ancestors would come to the dreams of their favored descendants and give warnings or preach in the dreams. This is the so-called ancestors' dreams.

But now, the gods and Buddhas that were once active have disappeared without a trace, and the lonely ghosts have also run away.

What happened in the millennia?

Looking at the past one by one, Fang Cheng finally stopped in a room.

In the room, a centenarian was lying on the bed, clutching his chest and moaning continuously.

His dreams were as dark as ink, and a lot of horrible things lingered in his dreams, making him constantly tormented by certain things from the past.

Fang Cheng nodded his head as his divine sense scanned the other party's dream, and found that the other party's fear came from certain folk customs in his hometown.

When you first came into contact with folk customs, you should not feel the horror in them.

But after analyzing the memories after the event, there will be a feeling of careful thinking and fear.

Over time, the memories of the past will become blurred and intertwined with some fragmented false memories, which eventually form the source of his nightmares.

Stretching out his hand, Fang Cheng turned his finger into a sword, directly cut off the opponent's nightmare, and put the dark nightmare into his pocket.

The huge dream is like a group of black clouds, but in the pocket, it is as small as a sesame seed.

Dreams have no entity, they can be big or small, and this is what makes dreams interesting.

When Fang Cheng left with a nightmare, the old man's expression finally calmed down.

The perennial nightmare was gone, replaced by sweet memories, bringing a relieved smile to his wrinkled face.

Not long after, a uniform grunt sounded, making him fall into a peaceful dream.

Having obtained the first loot, Fang Cheng continued to act, cutting off the dark dreams one by one and storing them in his pocket.

After cutting off the nightmares of all the old people in the country, Fangcheng soon harvested a lot of dreams related to folklore.

What he wants to do is traditional culture, so he can only find it from his own country, and it is impossible to find a suitable world to transform it.

After collecting tens of thousands of nightmares, Fang Cheng began to screen the nightmares.

Some nightmares that were too outrageous were crushed directly, and more suitable nightmares were slightly modified and left behind.

After obtaining enough samples, it will be processed again, and then these dreams will be connected together, and a huge dream world will be born.

Adding mana to the dream, Fang Cheng was satisfied to see this huge dream world running in an orderly manner.

In this world, there are a lot of NPCs.

It's just that these NPCs are all imagined by others, but they also have their own set of logic and can make some basic reactions.

However, because it is a mixture of multiple dreams, there will definitely be conflicts in some details. However, the dream has its own error correction logic, so there should be no big problem.

In this large dream world, players can learn their stories by contacting different NPCs. And learn about traditional folklore knowledge and the meaning behind the culture.

It is conceivable that when players learn about a large number of folk customs through this personal experience, they will definitely be moved by the traditional culture of their country and gain the joy of learning new knowledge from it.

Therefore, the theme of this game should be "education".

This time, it shouldn't overturn.

Yuanshen returned to his place, Fangcheng packaged this game with immortal techniques, and then looked at the packaged 5MB size and meditated.

Someone said in the last game that the game is too small and the effect is too good, which seems to be a problem.

He doesn't mind others doubting himself, after all, as a fairy, a little doubt doesn't matter.

But if other people see the clues and find that he is not an ordinary person, then other people must have impure motives when playing their own games, which will eventually affect their own results of seeking Tao.

In desperation, he had no choice but to encapsulate part of the dream into his own program, and randomly created a few files that were free and large but basically useless, and put them into the installation package. With great difficulty, he managed to gather 600 MB.

Looking at the bloated game files, Fang Cheng felt that there should be no problem.

The next step is to find someone to test the results and see how they work.

Both Xiaodouzi and Xu Qingling are resting, and the basic quality of a good boss is to pretend to be dead during the rest, and don't disturb the employees unless you are really dead.

Fang's father and mother are not interested in games, and they can't play anything if they are asked to play.

After thinking about it, Fang Cheng finally thought of a suitable mouse.

Log in to station B and search for the other party's account on station B. Fang Cheng saw that the other party's signature column said "Old Wang talks about games, accepting complaints about weird games".

Since the other party said that they can complain about the weird game, let the other party test it.