Chapter 107 - The Malice of Game Producers (2/2)

The black and white world only lasted for a dozen or so seconds before the surrounding scenery returned to life again.

Roland opened the system interface, and sure enough, he found an icon of a blue circle and white clouds in the lower right corner. This was Penguin Corporation’s browser icon.

Clicking on it, Roland randomly entered some of his frequented websites and tested the connection speed. He found that the network response speed was extremely fast, almost opening immediately right after he clicked it.

Videos almost instantly finished buffering.

Roland opened the official gaming forums and found Fan Six Hundred Million’s live stream advertis.e.m.e.nt pinned at the top of the announcements.

When Roland clicked into it, he saw a pretty, blue-eyed, blond-haired dancer in a revealing outfit dancing provocatively in a tavern-like room.

There were a lot of men around, and judging from their temperament, about half of them were players, and the rest should be NPCs.

The shape of the dancer’s face was seventy percent similar to Fan Six Hundred Million’s.

She molded her character based on her actual face?

Tsk, tsk!

Roland clicked his tongue in exclamation, but suddenly his eyes were fixated—his gaze was attracted by several male players behind the dancer.

These male players… their striated muscles were like long worms that clung to their arms, and their physique was also much bigger, looking exceptionally imposing.

Wait!

Is there such a body type option for the Warrior players?

Shouldn’t it be beautiful and well-proportioned muscles, dressed to look thin, but muscular when clothes are off?

Moreover, the expressions of these players were grief-stricken as if they’d lost their parents. Their depression was enough to break through a threshold, and they didn’t even want to watch Fan Six Hundred Million dance. At the same time, their eyes seemed to be fixed somewhere.

They… seem to be reading the forums?

Roland immediately opened the gaming forums and found the general forum area had exploded with posts.

Roland opened several popular threads, and after reading them, he couldn’t help but kneel in laughter, hammering his fists on the ground.

Although the game producers reduced the gains from const.i.tution for Warriors, in fact, in numerical terms, there wasn’t much of a reduction.

They executed another type of nerf… restoring the true shape of the warrior’s physique.

The warriors that had 7 points of const.i.tution growth were already muscular from head to toe, and at 8 points of const.i.tution growth, the degree of their muscularity could be comparable to the world’s bodybuilding champions.

For warriors with 9 points of const.i.tution growth, their physique was like a gorilla’s, and as for warriors with 10 points of const.i.tution growth, they were the living embodiment of a human weapon. Their height not only surpa.s.sed two meters, but their muscles were also exaggerated to a terrifying degree; even their neck muscles were larger than their heads. No one would doubt it if they said they were strong orcs.

And const.i.tution-type warriors had it even worse. The males were all pretty-looking Nezhas, while the females were King Kong Barbies.

On the forums, warrior players were lamenting everywhere, and of course, there was an extremely small minority of people with muscle fetishes that felt this was unusually charming.

Roland laughed for at least three minutes before barely stopping. Then, he opened a thread and saw a picture of a bitter King Kong Barbie, and he rolled on the floor laughing for another few minutes before standing up.

The game producers really knew how to have fun.

This certainly decreased the benefits of the const.i.tution attribute… especially for female players, it indeed was more of a loss the higher the const.i.tution attribute was—the benefits indeed were greatly reduced.

Roland believed that this “nerf” really could control the population of Warriors.