Dead Cells!

The boring words in the background music sounded comforting, but at this moment, they were incredibly grating!

"Who the fuck made this game?! Who the fuck recorded this narration?!" Silver clenched both hands into fists and pounded the keyboard again and again!

The chat completely exploded as well.

'The making of a mental breakdown!'

'Designer: Didn't you say my game was very easy?'

'Keyboard HP -1 -1 -1 -1 -1...'

'So stress-relieving, I love watching this! I just love watching the monkey lose it.'

'Keyboard: Won't anyone speak up for me?'

'Learned it, next time I'll still rate it very easy!'

Silver stared expressionlessly at the screen, the bright glow of the game reflecting off his face.

That man's incessant chatter still filled his ears. The voice was calm, full of mockery.

Countless rockets soared through the livestream, while the entire screen was flooded with [Very Easy] comments.

Seeing those two words made Silver feel utterly miserable. "Fuck!" he couldn't help cursing. This narrator was truly tormenting him.

"Let's go again. There can't possibly be a game in this world that can torture me!"

With that, Silver rallied himself and carefully guided the protagonist into another attempt.

This time, he was exceedingly cautious with every move. He calculated the swing of the hammer in his mind each time, terrified that one mistake would lead to failure.

Duang!

When the protagonist landed safely on a platform atop Furniture Mountain, he finally let out a breath of relief.

"Phew—!"

"Brothers, I've got the trick now! As long as you're careful enough, you can absolutely clear this game in one life!" Silver clenched his fist fiercely at the camera, looking like a victor who had reached the mountaintop.

"Games are meant to be played with a smile! This game is easy as long as you have hands!" After saying that, he fixed his gaze on the screen, cheering excitedly over every tiny bit of progress.

This was indeed the highest point he had reached so far.

Ahead was a steep slope. Seeing it, he furrowed his brows slightly and unconsciously held his breath.

"Up!" Silver swung the hammer in a full arc, launching the protagonist toward higher ground.

Seeing that wide swing, the chat rapidly flooded the screen.

'Fall! Fall!'

'Fall down!'

As though affected by the strange power of the chat, everyone watched as the raised hammer missed once again.

The feeling of sliding off from a great height was far from pleasant. Every time, it felt as though a hand had grabbed his heart and yanked it tight.

"Fuck me! No rush... Hah, no rush. I'll be more careful this time!" Silver took a deep breath.

"Again!"

"Another mistake!"

"Gaia! Fuck this!"

"Trash game!"

When the little man flew off Furniture Mountain one final time and landed beside the tiny tree at the very beginning, Silver clenched both fists and smashed them directly onto the keyboard.

The veins on Silver's forehead bulged in the camera shot. He gritted his teeth, his eyes wide with fury!

The light in his eyes had gone out. Ever since he began streaming, his livestream had always been filled with laughter and cheer. When had there ever been such endless silence?

[You have played this game for 4 hours. If you enjoyed it, please leave a positive review!]

The game platform's rating prompt finally pulled Yinzi's soul back from wherever it had wandered off to.

You really have the nerve to ask me for a rating for a game like this?

Just as he was about to give it a [Super Difficult] rating, he saw the game's eye-catching recommendation.

[Didn't you say the game I made was very easy?]

He stared blankly at that line. His hand, already hovering over [Super Difficult], suddenly froze.

Silver's mouth hung half-open as he sat helplessly before the camera.

That sentence seemed to be saying: Admit it. Being bad is the original sin.

At that moment, Silver's Dao heart crumbled!

He had played games for so many years. His mentality had always been as firm as rock, yet now he had been completely broken by a game about swinging a hammer while sitting in a pot.

He looked at the three options.

[Very Easy] [Quite Ordinary] [Super Difficult]

His mind roared without end. Fuck! Is this even a game made by a human?!

Yet his trembling hand moved steadily toward [Very Easy].

"Your game! Is—VERY EASY!" Silver roared at the top of his lungs. Not only did he select the [Very Easy] option.

He even took the lead and wrote a hundred-word positive review in the comments!

The moment he posted it, the number of likes began skyrocketing.

[Silver: A very easy game that is well worth playing. It may be somewhat startling, so players with heart or brain conditions are not advised to try it. The gameplay is extremely stress-relieving, and playing it is incredibly fun.

This is an especially great game. Everyone should give it a try!]
Likes: 2635

Seeing the review he had written, the viewers in the livestream were all stunned!

Why, thank you so much, you kind-hearted bastard.

The game's difficulty was obvious for all to see, and making people lose their minds was effortless for it.

Sir, do you have no conscience?!

After writing the review, he ended the stream immediately.

As the livestream screen went black, the chat instantly took over the entire display.

'You know what, you're absolutely right!'

'I also think it's very easy. Isn't it easy as long as you have hands?'

'I'm gonna try it.'

Just as Ethan Vale was lost in thought, the dorm room door opened, and Song Shan rushed in excitedly from outside.

"Bro, you're famous! Huge! Explosively famous! You're famous across the whole damn universe!" Song Shan charged into the dorm and shook Ethan Vale's shoulders with all his might, nearly scrambling his brains.

Song Shan's words were exaggerated, but not in the slightest bit excessive.

Now, across the entire internet, nearly every streamer was playing a game called Getting over it.

"What happened?" Ethan Vale still had no idea what was happening online. He had thought that no one had started playing his game yet.

The number of [Super Difficult] ratings in the system had not increased at all.

Song Shan then told Ethan Vale what had happened in Silver's livestream, leaving Ethan Vale completely dumbfounded.

He logged into his account and took a look. Sure enough, the download count had already exceeded 10,000, and there were already several thousand comments.

But among the endless stream of comments, every single one read [Very Easy!]

Fuck!

That didn't break you guys?

I don't believe it!

He had been happily waiting to reap a wave of [Super Difficult] ratings before moving on to make some more interesting games.

Who would have thought they would all rate it very easy?

He opened Silver's stream replay. That guy had clearly been tortured into incoherence.

Yet he still firmly slapped a very easy label onto the game!

Now it was no longer just the players whose mentalities had exploded. Even Ethan Vale was starting to lose it.

"Wasn't it cruel enough?" Ethan Vale put down his phone. He truly hadn't expected that he would fail to obtain even the system's first round of beginner rewards!

"You dare say my game is very easy?!" Ethan Vale let out a heavy breath. It seemed Getting over it was still too low-level.

He had no choice but to bring out the big guns!

A new game immediately sprang into Ethan Vale's mind: Dead Cells!

A game that was excellent in every way, except that it was a little hard on people and keyboards.

Beneath its incredibly smooth controls and exhilarating combat—

Lay endless deaths, endless save-loading, and endless—pain.

This time—

Let's see who can still say it's very easy!

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