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Chapter 468: Chapter 277 Genius Idea (First Update)_1

With the addition of new boosts, players’ strengths were further enhanced, and the streets were aglow with dazzling special effects, shining bright even at night.

Some of the gameplay elements in “Princess Dungeon 2” were also developed, turning many players into walking cannons. Despite their fragility, they just need to plunge into dungeons and recklessly dive deeper.

The related videos continuously became popular, with some video uploaders discovering that foreign video websites were still an untapped market. Well-made “Princess Dungeon 2” videos could easily make money, and the official permission to repost videos made it a breeze to reach tens of millions of views, receiving countless recommendations from players. @@novelbin@@

Some were overjoyed while others worried, and Landick belonged to the latter.

He had thought that a game sanction order would bring Fang Cheng Studio to him on their knees, but in the end, it backfired onto himself.

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Somehow, the reason behind the sanctions was found and leaked out, and every day, his social media account was greeted with ‘warm’ salutations.

“Mr. Landick, whenever I feel like I’m beginning to understand you, you always do something I can’t fathom.”

“Why don’t you take a look at your own games, then look at others’ games?”

“I have a perfect word to describe you, but unfortunately, I can’t swear here, so I can’t say it.”

“You have two great times to die, one was thirty-two years ago, and the other is now.”

Some didn’t say anything at all, but simply forwarded comparison videos between “Dark Dungeon 4” and “Princess Dungeon 2” to Landick. Even without saying a word, it was enough for a good show.

Facing a bunch of players who insulted him in various ways, Landick started to break down.

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Angry, he turned off the website, and then called his secretary over and asked, “Has there been a reply from Fang Cheng Studio?”

“No,” the secretary shook his head.

“Damn it, why are they so arrogant! I’ve already sent an email, why won’t they reply!”

Slamming his fist heavily on the table, he continued to ask, “What’s the stock price now?”

“It just dropped below forty…”

“Damn it!”

“Dark Dungeon 4” was Druid Entertainment’s star product and one of their trump cards.

This trump card had just broken the seven hundred million dollar milestone, setting a historical record and significantly alleviating the negative impact of “Fallen Mecha.”

In the gaming industry, being unskilled is the original sin, and vice versa.

As long as a game is well done, no one cares if the company parties every day; some would even defend them, claiming it’s the norm for game companies, and if you don’t like it, don’t play.

But the problem was, “Dark Dungeon 4” was now overshadowed by “Princess Dungeon 2,” and global sales were dropping accordingly.

Even though the competition was sanctioned and currently blocked from entering, that damn old man in Germany was still vigorously promoting it worldwide. Heaven knows how many benefits he reaped from Huaxia.

Having heard that he recently replaced his old car, it seemed likely he had made quite a bit.

Videos of “Princess Dungeon 2” were also all the rage. The North American game guilds couldn’t control that far, so they broadcast whatever they wanted.

After all, when viewership increased, video websites also profited.

Other game companies didn’t care either, because for these grindy games, Druid Entertainment was the leader, and they were happy to see someone challenge the throne.

After much calculation, Landick realized a sad fact.

He was the one who got hurt the most.

Sighing, he said to his secretary, “Send an email, increase the offer price for the acquisition, and make the request to visit more earnest. But don’t be too eager, don’t let them think we’ve chickened out.”

“Isn’t that the case?” the secretary murmured.

“What did you say!”

“I’ll get on it right away.”

Turning around, the secretary left, leaving Landick alone with his dilemmas and headaches.

While Landick was grappling with profit issues, players also faced their own revenue concerns.

The inclusion of magicians indeed sped up the dungeon farming, but another problem arose.

There weren’t enough dungeons available.

Although the growth rate of dungeons was high, the players’ strength increased even faster, and entrances that used to be dungeons in the wilderness had been farmed to barrenness by players.

Some communicative bosses were dragged out to be used as weapons. Bosses generally over three meters tall looked particularly impressive, and several cutely-designed dungeon bosses were even treated like pets, resulting in an even greater shortage of high-level dungeons.

Someone discovered that standing in front of the chosen dungeon could accelerate its growth, so the wilderness became filled with players guarding their selected dungeons, waiting for them to grow before smashing them to pieces.

Xiemen Waidao and Mukuai 1234 guarded the dungeon in front of them, waiting for it to grow slowly, but it was still at a fifth-tier status.

“I’m so bored,” Xiemen Waidao said. “Mukuai 1234, do you have any interesting jokes?”

“Then why don’t you look in the mirror?” replied Mukuai 1234, without much goodwill.

“You’re a bit aggressive, aren’t you?”

“You started it.”

Casually killing a player who tried to steal the dungeon, Xiemen Waidao realized that players’ morality was declining, with dungeon stealing becoming a thing.

But the fundamental reason was supply and demand. There weren’t enough dungeons to farm.

Framed in more theoretical terms, production couldn’t keep up with the rapidly growing equipment demand of players, forcing them to play dirty tricks.