Four days later, Wang Wenwen logged out of the game and went to find Wenren Sheng.
With a wistful look on her face, she said, "Teacher, you definitely have no idea what happened in the game, do you?"
"Though I haven't looked, I can guess. Did something happen to that game designer?" Wenren Sheng speculated.
"Teacher, you're brilliant," Wang Wenwen said regretfully. "The three major guilds rebelled. The leaders of Heaven and Earth is Ruthless, The World is Full of Love, and Iron-Blooded Brothers spent ten years using honey traps, brotherhood... and colluding with the Heavenly Weiqi Players. In the end, they found a loophole in the game and trapped the designer somewhere, turning him into their puppet."
"As expected." Wenren Sheng shook his head.
This game designer possessed a Golden Finger that had earned five question marks, as well as the intellectual resources of billions of players. Yet he had forgotten that reality was not a novel.
Novel readers did not like seeing subordinates betray their masters, strategists rebel, and a promising situation ruined overnight, so authors did not write much about such things.
Yet in reality, such things were everywhere. Even Li Shimin, whose charm had been maxed out, could not escape the tragedy of his son's rebellion. Let alone anyone else.
What made him think the players would obediently work for him?
What made him think his subordinates and beautiful women would all have maxed-out loyalty?
Even if his game interface displayed loyalty, others could still evade it through hypnosis and timed awakenings. As long as someone wanted to exploit a loophole, they would always find one.
Wenren Sheng himself had never believed that others would tirelessly work for him without complaint. Even Little Illusion, who was closer to him than a daughter, was picky and demanding.