To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 532: 310

It’s more likely that this world was already on the verge of destruction, and the moment players entered they were devoured by the vortex of a collapsing world, their bones turning to dust before they had the chance to grasp the situation.

Pingping had encountered such scenarios several times, yet she continued to play relentlessly, her stubbornness causing wave after wave of heartache among the viewers in her live stream.

[Pingping, you don’t have to do this, you’ve been playing non-stop for fifteen hours already.]

[Exactly, if it’s really necessary, we could crowdfund to get you a gaming pod. My living expenses are tight this month, but I can donate five hundred.]

[That’s right, why don’t you sleep for a while? Getting to first might be a little far-fetched, just enjoy the game.]

Seeing the messages in the live stream, Pingping felt that they were right.

She had indeed been a bit too engrossed in the game lately, but the first priority of gaming should be fun, and the second to not become addicted.

No matter how enjoyable the game was, reality was always the priority, because if the game ruined her health, it would break her parents’ hearts.

Although her parents didn’t interfere with her actions, she knew this was their tolerance, but she also knew not to abuse that kindness.

So, with a sweet smile, she said to her fans, “Thank you, I understand. I’ll sleep after this round. There’s no need for crowdfunding, everyone should save a bit and spend money on more important things.”

[…No way, this kid is too adorable.]

[We got it, let’s play the last round together and then you better go to sleep right away.]

Yawning, Pingping also started to feel tired.

She began nodding off frequently, yawning incessantly, and occasionally stopping to wipe away tears brought on by the yawning.

It was now the last stretch before dawn, the night sky grew darker, and the wilderness sank into deeper silence.

The streetlights had gone out too. Looking out the window, the night wrapped everything in a gentle embrace, slowing down the passage of time considerably.

Pingping had entered a state between dreaming and waking; dreams and reality began to blur, causing her to vaguely see many things.

She saw herself having no trouble with her legs, her parents not working as hard as they were now, and herself going to and from school with friends every day, or taking walks in her favorite clothes on the weekends.

The sunshine was just right, the dappled light under the trees, on the benches, like playful sprites frolicking through the forest.

Those utterly ordinary scenes had now become the most beautiful dreams, while Pingping mechanically controlled her mouse, a nostalgic smile on her face.

[Pingping!]

[Wake up, please wake up!]

[Girl, wake up!]

The panicked voices in the live stream snapped Pingping out of her half-asleep haze.

She immediately wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and sheepishly said to the live stream, “Sorry, I almost fell asleep. Did I die? I apologize for making such a long journey in vain.”

[No, you won.]

“Eh? Is this some kind of new popular joke?”

However, when Pingping looked at her screen, she realized it was not a joke.

She, it seemed, had really reached the end.

In front of her was a peaceful village.

The village was populated only by the elderly and children; the able-bodied adults were nowhere to be found.

Turning her head, she saw Zhou ZiYi, who had apparently arrived at some point, running eagerly towards the village, emotionally embracing the elders, crying freely in joy.

She saw herself being invited into the village, a crowd of people bombarding her with incessant questions. She didn’t know the answers to any of their queries, but their excitement was uncontrollable.

An old man sobbed with his face covered, crying as he said, “You’ve come, you’ve finally come!”

An old woman brought over the spirit tablet of her child, holding Pingping’s hand, too choked up to speak.

The person dressed as the village chief looked at her, wiping away tears as he said, “It’s true then, there really are Immortals out there. Our efforts were meaningful. Bring the children, let them come see the Immortal!”

The children didn’t understand why the adults were crying, but they looked at Pingping curiously, wondering where this sister, whom they had never seen before, came from.

Standing in front of Pingping, they said timidly, “Hello, Immortal sister.”

“Um, hello to you too,” Pingping said through the microphone.

Seeing the others still looking at her, Pingping thought for a moment and then told them, “I’m here.”

The live broadcast room was already filled with cheers, and gifts and blessings came in an unending stream. Hearing the news, the platform manager broadcasted the message of Pingping’s first completion of the level to every live room, so that all the viewers still awaiting a champion could come and witness this miraculous moment.

However, compared to the excited audience, Pingping was surprisingly calm.

She thanked the viewers one by one, expressing gratitude to everyone who had helped her.

Putting down the mouse, she rubbed her sore and tired eyes, only to realize that it was already daylight outside.

The streets outside the window had regained their usual bustle. The hurried office workers had started their day, and a stray cat was lazily basking in the sun.

Her father, who had been driving a ride-share all night, happened to appear outside.

Carrying freshly bought groceries, he raised the bag in his hand to Pingping by the window, seemingly boasting about his recent purchase, his face showing a tired but sincere smile.

It wasn’t until that moment that Pingping realized what she had done.

A surge of emotion overwhelmed her, igniting her heart like a blazing fire. The hardships of life hadn’t brought her down, but the success at this moment made her tremble uncontrollably. She even covered her face and cried silently.

At the 70th hour, 13 minutes, and 16 seconds after The Third Grandchild of the Forest DLC was released, Pingping reached the finish line.

Although she really wanted her own gaming pod, Pingping eventually chose cash despite her parents’ objections.

One million in cash could greatly relieve her family’s financial pressure, allowing her father to stop driving ride-shares every day, her mother to stop working three part-time jobs, and lift some of the burdens off her family.

The cash was credited to her account on the same day after verification. The money had already been taxed before the transfer, and the million laying in her bank account became her greatest source of reassurance, letting her know her family’s situation would only improve.

What surprised her, however, was that the next day, a truck arrived at her place. The black gaming pod was carried into her home and installed under Pingping’s puzzled gaze.

After learning about Pingping’s leg disability, they even thoughtfully fitted an assistive system. Even without her parents’ help, she could operate and enter the pod on her own.

The black gaming pod’s sleek technology and grand appearance, along with its smooth exterior and comfortable interior, made Pingping love it instantly.

Nevertheless, there was only one reward, and this unexpected prize unsettled her; she even wondered if Fang Cheng Studio had made a mistake.

Rushing to call Fang Cheng Studio’s customer service, she said to an agent named Military Governor, “Excuse me, have you made a mistake? I asked for cash, and the cash has already been deposited.”

“There’s no mistake,” Military Governor replied. “This is an additional reward for the first place. Please be sure to accept it.”

“But…”

“Don’t be nervous; this is the boss’s order. Every hard-working child should get a reward. It’s what you deserve.”

“…Thank you.”

Ending the call, Pingping looked up at the sky and took quite a while to hold back her tears.

She had shed too many tears before; it was time for more smiles from now on.

Crawling into the gaming pod, she followed the instructions to enter the dream world. When she opened her eyes again, she was inside a fully decorated cabin.

Everything in the game seemed as real as actual reality, but what surprised Pingping the most was that she felt her legs again.

Looking down, she saw her legs and even pinched them hard. The familiar yet foreign sensation of pain made her feel reborn, almost bringing her to tears once more.

“No crying here, okay? Sweet Cabin is a very happy place,” said the large toy bear referee, walking over to her.

Examining Pingping up and down, it nodded and said, “You’re a strong kid. Would you like to go see the elephants with me or play dodgeball with the other Little Bears?”

Looking at the towering referee and the expectant Little Bears beside it, Pingping nodded vigorously.

Slowly she stood up and followed the Little Bear out of the room.

At first, her steps were a little unsteady.

But she got smoother with each move and eventually broke into a run, sprinting with the Little Bears toward a new world.

Source: Webn0vel.com, updated on Novg0.co