The next afternoon, I was still in the dormitory.

Miss Luo and Ainia finally began to seriously discuss the game making. The three of them sat around the table, each with a cup of tea and notepad in front of each of them. The scene looked very serious.

Luo Yiyi took a sip of water, cleared her throat and spoke first: "In fact, there is no need to worry about not being able to find someone. We can actually do it."

"Do you know all of those things?" Ania has never been exposed to many magic nets in the demon clan. The boy herself is just an ordinary child, and neither of them has studied this aspect in depth. Luo Yiyi said this and the boy immediately thought that it was the eldest lady of her big family who had learned these things.

"No." Luo Yiyi shook her head decisively and denies, "But I can't learn it."

"How long does it take to learn how much it takes to make the game that Ainia wants?" the young man asked immediately. He did not think that this knowledge could be mastered in a short time. Although Ainia is a genius (perhaps Luo Yiyi is too), there will always be geniuses no less than Ainia's in the world. It is not surprising that some of them are involved in this way. However, I have never seen a game that can make everyone happy. The difficulty can be imagined.

"Do you think making games is a very simple thing?" Luo Yiyi suddenly stood up and pointed at the boy and scolded, "What do you think games are like? Do you think that's just games? No! That's a dream! It's a dream that carries countless people's dreams, and it's the only existence in the world that can lead to a perfect ideal village!"

"???" The young man who didn't understand what Luo Yiyi was excited was confused.

"What does it mean to make a game that can bring happiness to everyone? Create the world! Create a world where everyone can live happily! Do you think this great project can be done in a few days, months or just a few years? This is a great cause to fight for throughout your life!" Luo Yiyi said excitedly and jumped to the table.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know." The boy waved his hand to signal her to calm down, "But that's why we shouldn't we find some professionals, otherwise we won't know how many detours we will take just by exploring ourselves."

If Anya could really play games for the rest of her life...it would be really interesting to think about it. A powerful demon king traveled through mountains and rivers to a foreign land, and went further and further on the road to seeking knowledge. He finally struggled for the game industry that brought joy to the people of the world for a lifetime hahahahahaha.

"It's wrong for you to think this way. This is the world we created ourselves. How can others be defiled? The game of being stained with their colors under the so-called professionals is essentially marked by their mark. It is no longer our own world!" Luo Yiyi firmly disagrees with the boy's opinion and goes to find professionals to help.

"Aniya, what do you think?" After all, it was the idea proposed by Anya at the beginning, and the boy decided to ask her for her opinion.

"What you said makes sense..." Ainia looked at the boy and looked at Luo Yiyi, and thought for a while and said, "Well, although I really want to agree with my father's point of view, Liuli's point of view is actually more realistic. Of course, I agree with her not because it is consistent with her idea, but because we can't find professionals at all."

What Ainia said was so realistic that this thorny reality made the boy and Luo Yiyi no longer have the strength to argue.

Luo Yiyi sat back on the chair, and the boy turned around and started drinking tea. The room was filled with an awkward atmosphere.

After a while, the young man who felt that this would not work, asked Ania: "Anyah, since you said that, you must have a certain plan for what everyone should do next, right?"

Ania nodded with a serious face: "If you want to make a good game, you can't succeed overnight. We can learn and try it, but we have to assign everyone's tasks, and everyone learns one or two in-depth research... Dad, what do you want to learn?"

"Ah? You guys choose first, I'll make up for the final position." I didn't want to get involved so deeply at the beginning, but I couldn't refuse at this time.

"This is not a game, but a replacement..." Although that's the case, Luo Yiyi made a choice without hesitation, "I'll learn to draw. The paintings I drew when I was a child were very popular. Many parents of classmates even paid high prices."

"Luo Yiyi, have you ever heard of a very special way to accept bribes? It is to draw art from people who want to bribe at a high price, but in fact those artworks are not worth the price they pay..."

"I didn't accept bribes!"

"Haha." No one would say that a child accepted bribes, so that was actually talking about her parents. But since Luo Yiyi didn't hear that the boy dared not continue to say it. If she really made her angry, it would be troublesome.

"Do you want to fight?"

"Don't make a noise." Ania knocked on the table, "Since dad doesn't believe it, Liuli, just draw a picture on the spot to show him, and it's better to prove your strength."

"Okay!" Luo Yiyi, who wanted to show her abilities in front of Ania, was very excited and urged the boy to get paper and pen.

The boy brought the paper and pen to him but was disliked by Luo Yiyi: "There is only ordinary pencils. Forget it, although I can't fully demonstrate my lady's strength, I can only use it. Well, what are you going to draw... By the way, I'll draw Ainia!"

Half a minute later, Luo Yiyi handed the drawing she had drawn to Ania with a proud look on her face: "How is it, does it look like it?"

"..." Ania handed it to the boy with a expressionless face.

"What is this? Ainia looks like this in your heart?" Looking at the strange creature made of twisted lines on the paper, the young man who was originally thinking of flattering her and quickly continued, couldn't help it, "Are you nicknamed 'soul painter'?"

"My nickname is 'Postmodern Fauvism Artist', okay!" Luo Yiyi obviously didn't know the meaning of the soul painter.

"I'm not praising you." The young man sighed with his forehead. The "postmodern Beast Artists" among the two major ghost and animal painting schools on the magic website are also one of them. Luo Yiyi wants to gather the talents of the two schools to become a generation of ghost and animal masters. "I am now full of despair about our future path."

"What do you mean? I'm ugly?"

"You might as well post this painting to Magic Network to see what everyone said." The boy was too lazy to argue with her. After two days, she would recognize the facts herself.

"Send it, just send it. People like you who don't even know what beauty is, are not qualified to comment on my masterpiece!"

The boy rolled his eyes. He glanced at Ania and found that she was looking at Luo Yiyi who uploaded her work and was smiling: "Forget it, as long as Ania finds it interesting, I'm just a play with her anyway."

The Demon King was attracted by other things and no longer thought about learning various magic techniques every day, it was a good thing for the boy. As for what he was doing or not, it didn't matter whether he was serious or not. As long as she could be attracted to attention all the time, it would be enough.
Chapter completed!