"Extreme Survival? Civilization Simulation? Bed Wars?"
After absorbing the Light Orb Lu Ze had tossed over, containing knowledge of all sorts of new worlds, the glow surrounding the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao immediately lit up.
These were rules it had never heard of, never even imagined.
Take Extreme Survival, for example.
The conditions for survival were restricted. Some worlds were filled with Blood Corpses, some environments had been eroded by the Nether, and some worlds had nothing but a single Dirt Block suspended in midair.
On top of that came all manner of difficult challenges.
Such as increasingly powerful Demonic Beasts, increasingly harsh environments, and ever-dwindling time...
Just imagining it, the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao found it interesting.
It even began to anticipate the sight of cultivators knowingly facing layer upon layer of hardship, yet still risking their lives to take on the challenge,
Only to die miserable deaths beneath countless trials in the end...
But what it looked forward to most was Civilization Simulation.
Cultivators would be divided into factions and scattered across different regions, where they would develop their own civilizations.
Once the countdown ended, the Barriers isolating them from the outside world would be lifted, and the various civilization factions would begin their attacks and defenses.
Under such conditions, not only would players' skills be tested, but so would the unity between factions.
Thinking of the mutual deception and intrigue born from human nature,
The Fragment of the Heavenly Dao smiled even more wickedly.
As for the final world called Bed Wars,
That was what puzzled it the most.
A battle centered around a bed?
Resource accumulation, team combat, offense and defense?
It could not understand.
It simply could not understand at all.
"I can roughly understand the kind of fun you want to create