Of course, none of that was important.
What mattered most was... every story needed time to ferment before it could achieve the best effect.
He had already revealed plenty of information today. It was like making players grind through an entire version's content in a single day—far too unreasonable!
After grinding that hard... it would feel like their bodies had been hollowed out, and afterward they would fall into the barren-content hellscape.
So, controlling the pacing was important.
Besides that, there was another issue, one that had to be taken seriously.
For the audience, a story written over two days had already killed off four people in a row.
It would inevitably feel a little too forced.
There was no real sense of impact.
Only when beautiful girls were stabbed in the heart did it hurt deeply.
Now, they should be given some time to let their psychological wounds heal a little. Otherwise, if they became numb because of it, that would be awful.
Not being able to see the bullet comments came with many inconveniences, but Su Nian was confident he did not need to look.
He already knew what should be flooding the comments.
Nothing more than the affectionate greetings players used to give miHoYo's writers back then.
What kind of mental state was this? Did he need a psychologist? Did he need legal aid? Going into the kitchen to make four dishes and a soup, only to actually grab a kitchen knife... that sort of thing.
It was all stuff players before his transmigration had already said to death.
Su Nian had not made many changes to the content, and Honkai Impact 3rd itself had an enormous player base that covered a vast range of people. The things players had said would definitely not be too one-sided.