At that moment, the Black Robed Men spoke again. "Do you know why I told you so much?"
"I would like to hear the details." Wenren Sheng cupped his hands slightly.
"Because sooner or later, you will embark on this path as well. If you are willing to make a few concessions, I can share my experience with you. Consider it an intellectual property fee—you will not lose out either. What do you say?" The Black Robed Men finally revealed his purpose.
Before Wenren Sheng could speak, Little Illusion started making a fuss again.
"Master, hurry up and agree to him! It is only an anomalous seed. What do ten or eight of them matter to you? Getting me a fun, big Game World—that is the important thing..."
"Important my ass. This is the first time I have heard someone make eating, drinking, and having fun sound so grand," Wenren Sheng said helplessly.
"Life is all about eating, drinking, and having fun. Whoever can satisfy everyone's needs for those things can be king and father. Whoever looks down on them and keeps fooling people with empty rhetoric, sooner or later no one will pay attention to him," Little Illusion said righteously.
"Uh, who did you hear that from? Sometimes, you really do say things that shock me." Wenren Sheng had to admit that the little thing made quite a bit of sense.
From his experience in his previous life, every place that could not meet people's needs for food, drink, and entertainment had eventually collapsed, without exception.
"Since that is the case, hurry up and agree to this black-robed ghost. His Game World is really fun. I want to be a Demon King too!"
"If you dare become a Demon King, I will throw you out of the house."
"Wuwu..."