Here it comes!
Lin Qingyue chuckled inwardly. A little kitten's rebellious streak is so easy to manipulate.
Instead of soothing the White Tiger, she fanned the flames by spreading her hands, her face wearing an expression that said, "You're absolutely right, but I don't care."
"Yeah, you're not wrong at all."
"Trying to make an absolutely 'perfect' tabletop game is harder than climbing to heaven. It's just impossible."
She spoke lazily, every word dripping with a sense of "giving up on treatment" decadence.
"You have to figure out the logic, calculate the values, and even deal with some kind of counter chain..."
"It's too much trouble. Games are just for fun, right? We can just make do with what we have."
Finally, she shrugged lightly, summarizing with a "it's already this bad, if you won't play it, plenty of others will" attitude of slacking off.
"Ultimately, pursuing something like 'absolute perfection' is just unrealistic."
These words, like a cat teaser dipped in chili oil, struck the White Tiger's proud and sensitive soul with pinpoint accuracy!
"Nonsense!"
A crisp yet furious lolita voice exploded in the grand hall.
The White Tiger shot up from the throne with a whoosh, her silver twin-tails whipping out afterimages in her excitement.
Within her golden vertical pupils, a furious fire rose, the sacred flame of a tech geek and perfectionist!
"There are no numerical values that cannot be balanced, only incompetent designers!"
"There is no logic that cannot be closed, only foolish creators!"
She stood with her hands on her hips, her small face tilted up as she stormed over to Lin Qingyue.
"Just because mortals can't do it, doesn't mean this God can't!"
"Bring those 'half-finished products' you keep talking about and let this God see them! I'll see just how hard they can be!"
At this moment, her creative desire, suppressed for ten million years, her obsession with order that allowed no flaws, and her dignity as a God who would not tolerate provocation, were all completely ignited!
"Sis, she's... fired up..."
Lin Xiyue leaned into Lin Qingyue's ear, whispering softly.
Looking at the white-haired lolita who seemed ready to jump out of her skin, she felt her worldview being repeatedly rubbed into the ground by her sister, finally topped off with a layer of cumin.
"Stay calm, this is called precise user persona analysis."
Lin Qingyue winked smugly, cleared her throat, and adopted a coaxing tone.
"Want to see? Fine. For example, there's something called a 'tactical wargame'. It gives you a piece of land and a bunch of soldiers, and everyone takes turns moving across a grid to fight. You decide who has more health, who attacks harder, and who runs faster."
The White Tiger immediately furrowed her small brows, instinctively pointing out flaws: "That's it? The rules are too simple! What if cavalry gets blocked by infantry in an alleyway? Is there no advantage for attacking from high ground? Doesn't the weather affect marches? It's full of loopholes, absolute trash!"
"Oh, you're catching on quickly."
Lin Qingyue snapped her fingers.
"Then let's upgrade it. What if the abilities of the units aren't fixed, but instead are drawn from a bunch of 'cards'?"
"Each person figures out their own way to put together the strongest combination. You're only responsible for designing each card's effect and whether they can spark some earth-shattering chain reaction."
"Cards..."
The White Tiger fell into deep thought, data streams flashing wildly across her golden pupils.
"Then how's the rarity of the cards determined? What's the method for obtaining powerful cards? What if someone's lucky and pulls a god-tier hand at the start? Unfair! That's another new imperfection!"
"Tsk, that's why I'm saying it's hard."
Lin Qingyue took a new candy from her pocket and unwrapped it.
"There are even more complex ones. For example, I once played a game called 'Currency War'. Players need to choose an investment strategy at the start, assemble a team in the middle..."
Lin Qingyue spoke eloquently, repackaging the core mechanics of those classic Earth games with lofty terms like "Laws," "Authority," "Oracle," and "Evolution."
For this ten-thousand-year-old technical geek Celestial God, she slowly opened a door to a new world.
The more the White Tiger listened, the brighter his eyes shone.
The confusion in his eyes swept away, replaced by a nearly fanatical passion for creation.
The pros and cons of turn-based and real-time systems...
The mathematical model of the numerical growth curve...
The counter chain of class skills...
The dynamic balance between resource acquisition and consumption...
These "design challenges" Lin Qingyue mentioned sounded like the most wonderful challenge in the world to him!
Wasn't this exactly what he was best at?
Pointing out flaws! Correcting errors!
Establish Order!
Pursue Perfection!
Su Wan and Xia Lian were completely numb.
On Su Wan's face, pale from the depletion of her Magic Power, appeared an expression similar to "I don't understand, but I am greatly shocked."
She quietly said to Lin Xiyue, "I suddenly feel that my so-called rebellion before was too small-minded."
Xia Lian, on the other hand, was desperately holding back her laughter on the side, afraid that she would accidentally laugh out loud and interrupt this "myth-grade" scam.
Finally, the White Tiger finished listening to Lin Qingyue's entire description, and His gaze lingered for a long time especially on the rules of the game "Civilization".
"Enough!"
He waved His hand abruptly, and infinite energy erupted from His small body.
"Hmph, a mere 'Civilization', just hearing it, it is full of mortal short-sightedness and chaos! Just you wait!"
The White Tiger proudly announced, His voice echoing throughout the Temple:
"Give this God one night! Just one night! I will create a Game of God that is more interesting, more balanced, more extreme, and more perfect than all the games you have mentioned combined!"
As this declaration fell, the atmosphere in the Temple completely changed.
The gloom and oppression belonging to "Envy" vanished without a trace.
In its place was a fanatical aura mixed with excitement, focus, and "Death to those who stand in my way."
"High Priest!"
the White Tiger's crisp voice cried out, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
The High Priest, who had been waiting outside the hall, immediately bowed as he entered, his posture more humble than ever before.
His gaze upon the four of them, Lin Qingyue and her companions, had transformed from awe into the fanatical worship reserved for "Divine Mentors."
To reignite the passion for "creation" in the Lord Celestial God, who had been reclusive for ten thousand years, these outsiders were simply messengers sent by the God of Creation himself!
"Take them to the 'Courtyard of Quiet Contemplation' to rest."
The White Tiger waved his small hand, issuing the command.
"Treat them with the highest honors. Give them whatever they need."
The Courtyard of Quiet Contemplation?
The High Priest's heart jolted.
That was a place exclusively for receiving the other Celestial Gods!
For ten thousand years, it had never been open to any mortal!
"Yes! Your Oracle shall be obeyed!"
He dared not show the slightest neglect, immediately making an extremely respectful "please" gesture toward Lin Qingyue's group.
"Also!" the White Tiger added, His golden vertical pupils sweeping across the entire hall, finally stopping on the area shrouded in Geng-Metal Qi deep within the Temple.
"Until I complete my 'Grand Design', no one is allowed to step a single foot into the Temple's Main Hall! Otherwise..."
He paused, his lips spreading into a slightly dangerous smile.
"...Then let him be my first game tester."
This soft chuckle instantly drenched the High Priest's back in cold sweat.
He had no doubt that the unlucky "tester" would experience the hellish difficulty of what it meant to face "numerical collapse" and "malicious bugs."
After giving his final instructions, the White Tiger didn't even spare Lin Qingyue another glance.
His small figure transformed into a streak of white light, carrying the soaring ambition of "I'm off to create a world," and charged straight toward the deepest part of the Temple.
There, He had the "Sand Table of God" used for deducing laws.
Tonight, it would welcome its brand new mission.
Watching the White Tiger's disappearing back, Lin Qingyue satisfiedly crushed the lollipop in her mouth, spinning the plastic stick between her fingers.
"Done. Clocking out."
On the mission panel, the remaining 50% was clearly going to depend on this soon-to-be-born "divine masterpiece."