"In the spiritual game, the rules have always been paramount." Ye Dill said lightly, "Then in your game, is there a rule that you can only say the rules of the game after the players have arrived?" ”

In fact, when the opening of the clothing store was in the big reward game, she had this guess.

What she encountered before was a spirit game that would not be triggered until there were enough people, but the clothing store that time and this time could be triggered in batches, and the game would start when the number of players was enough.

Since the trigger rules are different from other spirit games, the player who enters the game first always has a slight advantage, right?

Otherwise, if the player who enters first can't do anything but sit and wait for other players to enter, wouldn't it be equivalent to the disadvantage of consuming physical strength and spirit.

So it stands to reason that there should be some factors that can balance the disadvantages.

If you know the rules of the game, you'll have that little advantage.

But this advantage is not too big, because the player who enters later will also know the content of the game, but the player who enters first has time to figure out the rules and thus gain a slight advantage.

This is just the right way to balance the disadvantages caused by entering the game first.

The voice of the book became weak: "...... No. ”

"Then speak quickly." Ye Dill urged, "Don't waste time. ”

The short-haired woman also urged: "Yes, you hurry up and tell me what the game is and what the rules of the game are?" ”520

Her attention was completely distracted, and she had long forgotten about the previous unpleasantness, and she only wanted to know what this spiritual game was going to do.

"Okay, okay," the book said reluctantly, "I was an online writer who wrote it on the Internet, and then I was able to publish the first half by chance." Later, the writer had some fame, and naturally encountered a lot of black fans and some irrational book fans. ”

Speaking of this, the book sighed heavily: "This writer is originally a glass heart, and it is easy for readers and black fans to collapse with a casual sentence." Later, after a long time, the writer suffered from depression and committed suicide. ”

"Then this writer's mentality is too bad." The short-haired woman was a little speechless, "It's just a comment from some strangers, since I think it will make me feel bad when I see it, then I just don't look at it, it's not worth committing suicide for those people." ”

Ye Dill pursed her lips and did not express an opinion.

"The writer didn't commit suicide simply because of those remarks," the book explained seriously, "This writer is particularly easy to be swayed by others, so whenever a reader gives a suggestion, or a black fan complains indiscriminately, the writer will revise the plot, hoping to get the satisfaction of all readers and black fans." ”

"But one book can't satisfy everyone." Ye Dill hit the nail on the head.

It's impossible to make everyone like everything in this world.

Even money, now lost its meaning and will not be liked.

"Yes, everyone's thoughts and preferences are different~" The book flipped its cover and continued, "After changing the plot, the person who gave the opinion is satisfied, but there will be others who are dissatisfied with the new plot." came and went, and the writer changed it countless times, changing his own writing beyond recognition. ”

"In the end, the story didn't satisfy everyone, and the writer had already forgotten his mood when he wrote the book and what kind of story he wanted to write in the first place." The book stopped flipping the cover and said weakly.