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Although he was displeased with Xiemen Waidao’s attitude, Liuzi had to admit that the other party was quite right.

Compared with Pingping, what did he count for?

“I Am The Director” had over a hundred mainstream combinations, and even a slight change could lead to radically different results, which meant that one had to repeatedly load saves to get it right.

But the final adjusted outcome was immediately effective.

Compared with the pre-adjustment status, post-adjustment, the show’s cost was cut by one third, yet its effectiveness improved by fifty percent, which dramatically decreased the game difficulty.

After reviewing the complete set of strategies, Liuzi thought about the entire game process, and then reflected that although the game was simple, there were quite a few points worth contemplating within it.

If one viewed the director as a capitalist, then he, Xiemen Waidao, and Pingping symbolized three different schools of thought.

He was a typical early capitalist, who aimed to grow stronger and bigger by continuously exploiting employees’ surplus value. The upside was rapid capital accumulation and not needing to remember too much, but the downside was that it wasn’t good for one’s conscience, although having no conscience felt even better.

Pingping was a typical tech-savvy capitalist. The core technology they mastered could significantly boost their company’s competitiveness, yielding great results even without exploiting employees.

Xiemen Waidao, well… that was a typical shady capitalist, who started off with dubious methods and later laundered their reputation through certain channels, appearing to be just getting by, but actually having a solid foundation.

Realizing that he was seeing economic issues from a game, Liuzi felt he was a bit bizarre.

However, he wasn’t the only one who thought this way.

Many players also learned about the three different schools through forum posts and started having similar thoughts.

Regardless of whether Fang Cheng Studio did it intentionally or not, once a literary work is published, the author is metaphorically dead.

Games are also a form of literary work, and players, after playing, can extend the meaning and metaphors of the game based on their own ideas, interpreting various details in the game in their own way, and it’s best for the author not to make any definitive conclusions.

This interpretation is part of the game; a game without room for interpretation is incomplete. Sometimes, the interpretation is even more interesting than the game itself.

Unbeknownst to him, interpreting “I Am The Director” has seemingly become a trend.

Some saw “Capital” in it, others saw the philosopher-king, and some claimed it was a perfect social practice.

There were even those who believed they found the Highest Mystical Method and the Cultivation Scripture, declaring they could ascend to immortality at any moment.

Regarding this, Liuzi felt that these players were a bit too extreme.

And Fang Cheng agreed with Liuzi.

These players really were too extreme.

And to that student who recognized the Highest Mystical Method, I didn’t include those things, so please don’t overly interpret, thank you.

Through several days of discussion and fermentation, although the sales of “I Am The Director” weren’t very high, its popularity had already become a game second only to “Quiet Cultivation.”

Some even started to write columns on Bilibili, narrating the details within “I Am The Director,” which left Fang Cheng speechless.

This scene reminded him of situations from his previous life, when there were always monks circling around him, analyzing even his simplest meditative poses through photographs, and writing texts like “The Heavenly Lord’s left leg is on top today; could it be because the Heavenly Tao is leaning to the left, so he needs to do this?”

Such things are trivial, right? Whichever leg you want on top, just put that one on top; as long as you’re comfortable, that’s what matters. Don’t add unnecessary troubles for yourself!

Sighing deeply, Fang Cheng looked at the comments on Game Inn, and couldn’t help but sigh, “That was fast.”

“I also feel it’s too fast,” Huang Ping remarked on the side, “I thought it would take at least a month for players to find the easter eggs we hid, but it seems they found them so quickly.”

“Easter eggs?” Fang Cheng asked, raising his head in confusion.

“Wasn’t it you who left them?” Huang Ping asked, puzzled, “Boss, the wage loophole wasn’t intentionally created by you?”

Fang Cheng looked at Huang Ping, wanting to say, I did not.

After all, he had never imagined that players would mimic the worst of the capitalists, executing the heinous move of firing employees just before payday.

Because he had never thought it was possible to do so, he didn’t handle the associated logic at all; unexpectedly, it turned into a loophole, which was then exploited by players.

Indeed, one can’t imagine things they’ve never experienced.

Fang Cheng had never contemplated that someone would let others work without paying them their wages.

While Fang Cheng was reflecting, Huang Ping also leaned in to read the forum posts, and couldn’t help but muse, “However, the players’ imagination is quite exceptional; I would never have thought that the ‘Angel Path’ would emerge.”

The Angel Path was a school that combined the strengths of the other three schools.

This school focuses on getting a large amount of funding through early save/load, accumulating fame and money through mid-term detailed adjustments, and later on doing as one pleases.

In this school, because money is no object, employees’ welfare and benefits are maxed out, program teams are upgraded to the highest environment, employee attributes are boosted to full value through money, and every show produced is a hit.

The TV station’s staff could hardly wait to break the doors of the program group down, and previously arrogant managers now groveled, merely hoping the players would produce a show so they would have something to show for the year.

With the viewership hitting full capacity, a 60% viewership rate could only be described as “deserted streets,” as spectators eagerly anticipated every day just to watch the newest show on television.

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