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Chapter 311: The Wealth Code in the Advertisement

~19 min read 3,648 words

The return of the A Le Training Camp undoubtedly sent novice players wandering outside into a frenzy of joy.

In the eyes of the players, the A Le Training Camp offered more than just passionate brawls; it was also the cradle where many players forged bonds.

Numerous fixed teams, friend groups, and even emerging guilds were born amidst the hot-blooded clashes within the training camp.

The Winter Snowfield was also the liveliest place in the regional chat channel, where players frequently called out to form fixed teams.

As for whether teammates were suitable, that would be verified during the subsequent combat coordination.

This was, in the players' eyes, the most efficient teammate filtering pool.

Many potentially promising united warbands, quite famous on the forums, mostly graduated from the Winter Snowfield region.

However, this return brought an unexpected segment to the A Le Training Camp that caught the players off guard.

This "Reflection Time" left the players feeling both amused and helpless.

Whenever the free-for-all brawl proceeded for about an hour, the Gatekeeper Main God would appear, forcibly pausing all combat.

All players were forced to look up and watch various bizarre advertisements inserted on the sky light curtain; those who disobeyed would be locked in a small black room for an hour.

The content of the advertisements truly made the novice players on site feel abstract, with themes ranging far and wide.

These various bizarre advertisements were edited by players and posted on the forum for discussion.

For example:

[Successfully devoured 999 powerhouses, divine art perfected, showcasing a highlight reel of kills.]

[Why haven't I died? Because this seat ascended three thousand years ago; I am a zombie now, hahaha.]

[This demon was sealed for 500 years, turns out it was because I forgot to pay the property management fees while in secluded cultivation; now I have returned!]

These were merely the relatively normal displays of arrogance.

The most abstract part was that some creatures from other worlds displayed content such as their fingernails growing one centimeter.

Regarding this, some players on the forum provided detailed interpretations of the reasons behind this abstract content.

One such interpretation post, which introduced in great detail the logic behind the Lord of Bliss inserting advertisements, received a large number of likes from players on the forum.

[A detailed interpretation of the advertisements inserted midway through the A Le Training Camp battlefield: it is all for profit.]

Poster: I Love You Spei.

Content:

Seeing everyone discussing Reflection Time, after detailed investigation and inquiry, I will explain in detail the logic behind A Le's abstract behavior.

According to the Guide's description, after the Winter Snowfield venue shut down, our A Le took on the job of relocating once again (in the past, whenever an entertainment venue closed, A Le would always pack up and run away, finding another place to continue operations—truly a professional at fleeing).

But unlike the entertainment city model, many factors needed consideration for A Le to construct the Legion Trial Grounds.

First, the opponents absolutely could not be too strong.

Although A Le was fully capable of creating higher-intensity troop types, high-intensity confrontation also meant high resource expenditures; deploying low-tier training troop AIs was the most reasonable layout.

After some searching, the king of playing safe, A Le, found a newly opened spatial node: the Illusion Spirit Wasteland.

Everyone knows A Le's personality; back when we were very weak, upon encountering us, it would decisively close shop and run away. It could not tolerate even a sliver of risk, so it dug three thousand feet deep to meticulously inspect that area back and forth.

The most wonderful aspect of the Monster World is that not only we players can encounter fortuitous opportunities; villains can also obtain chances.

A Le's luck exploded; beneath the ruins of the Reflection Clan, it found the Reflection Rules left behind by the Reflection Clan.

Let me supplement some background information here on why the Reflection Rules were left behind.

According to the Guide's description, the Reflection Clan fell into a desperate situation during their war with the Erosion Light Clan, and ultimately the Reflection Clan mobilized the strength of their entire civilization to launch a final counterattack.

This expeditionary counterattack, which exhausted the entire clan's strength, ultimately ended in failure.

But the Erosion Light Clan did not fare well either; they were heavily damaged by the Reflection Clan, and the outcome of both sides suffering losses meant neither could hold onto the fruits of victory.

The Erosion Light Clan was subsequently destroyed by forces on the other side of the territory, causing both the Reflection Clan and the Erosion Light Clan to hold hands as they exited the stage of Monster World history.

Thus, the Reflection Rules were left behind, and eventually, another master of lying low and striking hard, an old sixth-ranker, plucked the fruits of victory (A Le).

Next, let me explain the specific effects of the Reflection Rules to everyone.

The Guide's explanation sounds rather complicated, so I will interpret it for everyone in my own way.

The effects of the Reflection Rules can be divided into two parts.

The first part of the rules is to randomly read the desire for display deep within the hearts of creatures across the myriad worlds.

In the infinite worlds of the void space, the grand, absurd, and secret desires for display held in the hearts of countless creatures are randomly captured by the Reflection Rules.

Whether it is the ambition of a cultivator wishing to announce their breakthrough to the world after advancing a realm, or the secret surging notion of showing off held by a commoner who accidentally obtained a strange object, all become targets for the Reflection Rules to capture.

Simply put, whoever wants to show off, the Reflection Rules can catch that thought.

For instance, the showing-off terminology frequently used by fishing-faction players on the forum: "How do you know I caught a level 80 hunting-grade big fat fish today?"

This is a form of desire to display and show off.

Once these thoughts desiring display are read by the Reflection Rules, they are crafted into display scenes, materializing what the creatures hold in their hearts; each scene is a slice of a creature's inner desire to show off.

This is the first part of the content: collecting the desire to display.

The second part is the display itself; the holder of the Reflection Rules, having received an advertisement order, can push these advertisements to other creatures to watch.

This is also the core part of the Reflection Rules: diverting traffic externally.

In other words, the part where showing off requires an audience.

Taking the mid-game advertisement insertion time in the A Le Training Camp as an example, the players, within the operation of the rules, constitute the traffic portion.

It is like when you are scrolling through videos and suddenly encounter an advertisement.

It seems the players pay no price, but in reality, a special transaction conforming to the logic of the rules has already taken place; A Le has already received the advertising fee.

Every display can earn rule profits.

As for the amount of profit, it is not decided arbitrarily but is influenced by the dual factors of the viewer's strength and the inherent strength intensity of the exhibitor.

Viewers with higher strength possess gazes containing greater attention, akin to high-purity traffic, which can bring substantial profit returns to A Le.

In this way, driven by the Reflection Rules, the display desires of creatures across the myriad worlds, player traffic, and A Le's profits form a chain of interests, continuously earning advertising fees for A Le at the end of the line.

But there is one point here that I see many interpretation posts have not mentioned.

That is, the exhibitors of the advertisements actually need to pay a price.

After their desire to display is recorded by the Reflection Rules, every successful display requires paying a certain price, which can also be understood as paying an advertising fee to A Le.

This portion of energy is composed of various factors such as qi and blood, spiritual power, and so on.

Each display causes the Reflection Rules to extract a portion, which is then converted into rule energy; therefore, the more creatures watching the advertisement, the higher the price paid.

It can be described as showing off and getting struck by lightning; show off too much and you will inevitably suffer heavenly punishment (extraction by the Reflection Rules).

Therefore, the profit generated by the Reflection Rules is also influenced by the strength of the "display target"; the stronger their strength, the more advertising fee they pay.

The difference is that viewers do not need to pay a price, but exhibitors do.

Here, A Le acts as the platform role, responsible for pushing the traffic.

Explaining it to this point, I believe the brothers on the forum have already understood what A Le is ultimately seeking behind these bizarre behaviors.

During every mid-game pause time, for every second you look up, A Le receives an inflow of rule energy.

A Le now also possesses the rules to earn profits from us players, having a bit of the flavor of the Ancient God Arena; unfortunately, the Ancient God Arena distributes resources to the competitive faction families, but A Le does not give a single coin of the advertising fees, what a beast.

I strongly demand the officials intervene; freeloadings of advertising fees is unacceptable; we demand A Le distribute dividends to the players.

Comment Section:

Rain Clears After the Storm: A Le has learned bad habits, daring to add advertisement time to the training camp; have you considered our feelings? Do our players' thoughts matter so little... Finally, one question: can opening a VIP skip the ads?

A Chill of Cold Light Arrives First replying to Rain Clears After the Storm: You still want to skip ads? Sure, if you don't follow the rules, the training camp gatekeeper will escort you into the small black room, skipping the next 1-2 rounds of advertisement time; no need for the trouble of opening a VIP, it's very quick, I suggest trying it if you have time (slippery.jpg).

Thousand Faces Observing the World: Why does this give me the feeling of a video platform, providing free satisfying content (brawling to earn sacrificial power), and then we have to watch ads to help the platform (A Le) make a profit; I just fear the ad time will be extended in the future; nowadays capitalists, in order to seek profit, will definitely exploit platform users (training camp players).

Do You Even Pick the Day: Are your comments not hilarious enough to make me convulse with laughter? Especially that brother upstairs saying: this is the entertainment city reopening after renovation with new equipment installed, now featuring movie functions, changed into an integrated film-and-entertainment city; isn't this very logical? Hahaha, the integrated film-and-entertainment model, A Le is becoming more and more abstract.

The Moon Rises Over the Sea: You guys are all quite abstract too, actually wanting A Le to consider your feelings, and even demanding advertising fees be distributed as dividends to you; you might as well take over the Bliss Entertainment City, become A Le's bouncers in the future, and receive regular entertainment plus advertising dividends (eating dirt while slamming the table.jpg).

Regarding the update to the A Le Training Camp, the content of player discussions gradually deviated from the main topic.

Watching 73 seconds of advertisements each time didn't bother the players much; the main issue was the inability to earn profit from it, which made many novice players feel very uncomfortable.

Yet they also knew A Le needed revenue for development; only if A Le develops better will there be more profit available for players to shear in the future.

As for skipping ads, the current strength of the player faction does not yet qualify them to negotiate with A Le.

Even if they had the strength to negotiate, the players would not dare to do so.

A Le has only one attitude towards the strong: pack up and run away.

You may want to negotiate, but A Le will not give any opportunity for negotiation.

If one really did this, they would likely be sprayed to death by the novice group; this would undoubtedly cut off their path to rapid growth.

Therefore, the ads must be watched regardless; just treat it as an extra mid-game break added by the training camp.

When the time comes, everyone stops fighting, drinks potions to replenish health and stamina, and continues brawling after finishing the ads.

This can also be considered an indirect enhancement of the players' combat endurance.

Just as forum players were still heatedly discussing "Reflection Time,"

at the Eternal Silent Ice Firefly Lake,

a biting cold wind froze the Firefly Lake surface into a massive glazed mirror, with cracks winding like spiderwebs beneath the ice layer.

Sky-filling snow, carrying ice crystals, rustled down; in the distance, peaks piled with ice prisms loomed faintly through the snow mist, resembling a shattered crown dropped by a god.

Amidst the howling wind and snow, a figure sat cross-legged in the center of the ice surface.

Before him was a large pot emitting rising steam; inside, the soup bubbled and churned, thick milky broth wrapping snow-white fish slices, with emerald chopped green onions and oil flowers floating on the surface; the steaming heat condensed into tiny water droplets in the cold air, sliding down the pot body to scald wisps of white smoke onto the ice surface.

Snowflakes falling into the pot instantly dissolved into the soup.

The man held a wooden ladle, stirring gently in the great pot; as he lifted a spoonful, the broth stretched in silky threads, the aroma of fish meat wrapped in spicy, hot mist bursting through the wind and snow.

"Brothers, don't rush yet; let me finish eating before we continue exploring."

Facing the viewers' urging in the livestream chat, the Explorer focused his attention on the large pot before him.

With that, he brought the wooden ladle to his lips and blew lightly; the milky-white broth congealed on the spoon's surface into trembling amber, snow-white fish flesh coated in emerald scallion oil, the rising steam carrying a fresh, sweet scent.

The main ingredient in the pot was something he had pre-ordered from a Spirit Chef fan in his livestream chat.

Named "Thousand-Wave Silver Scale," this fish dwells only in the boiling whirlpools of the Abyssal Sea Eye; catching it is extremely difficult, with fewer than 1,000 existing across the entire server, and not a single one can be found in the Trading Hall.

This fish originally carries a deadly poison, requiring Spirit Chef players to use special techniques to cleanse the toxins hidden within the flesh's grain.

Once processed, the fish meat becomes incomparably delicious.

In the "Delicious Ingredients Ranking" jointly compiled by Spirit Chef players on the Forum, Thousand-Wave Silver Scale ranked third.

Under the expectant gaze of the livestream viewers, the Explorer brought the wooden ladle to his lips and took a small sip.

The moment the broth slid down his throat, a scalding umami flavor crashed like towering waves; his tongue touched the crisp clarity of deep-sea minerals, then became enveloped in the dense, fatty richness simmered from the fish brain, while the finish lingered with a hint of sweetness as crisp as melting glacier snow.

The Explorer's Adam's apple bobbed; he shoved the entire ladle into his mouth and bit down fiercely on a large chunk of fish meat.

Tender fibers burst with scalding juices between his teeth, mixed with the spicy kick of secret spices that shot straight up his nose; the hot breath he exhaled instantly turned nearby snowflakes into a mist of water vapor.

"Brothers, I must recommend this: Thousand-Wave Silver Scale tastes absolutely amazing; if you get the chance, you absolutely must try it."

Hearing these words, the players in the livestream chat immediately erupted in curses.

"You dog of an Explorer, do you think us common players can afford this thing? Or are you going to buy it for us to eat?"

"Oh my god, when will the livestream enable taste sharing? Even though I'm a Hunting Faction player, I really love gourmet food; I feel so blessed in the Monster World, with delicious food everywhere; I'll definitely buy some of this fish meat to try later."

"I'm starving; looking at the canned food in my hand, then watching you eat such delicacies... You beast, stop eating and go explore for us."

The danmu in the livestream refreshed so fast that the Explorer couldn't even keep up with reading them.

As the player within the Player Faction who provided the most background information, the Explorer's livestream was characterized by its extensive educational content.

While enjoying the delicacy, he also introduced relevant information about the spirit fish:

"According to my Spirit Chef friend, eating Thousand-Wave Silver Scale requires slow simmering over spirit fire until even the fish bones melt into essence; every molecule in this broth now concentrates the flavor of the entire deep sea; once you've tasted it, you'll never forget it."

Before his voice even faded, he tilted his head back and drained the remaining broth from the ladle, letting out a satisfied sigh from his throat:

"Exquisite."

Continuing to savor the delicacy, the Explorer summoned the Forum interface.

He began browsing through the Forum news.

Currently, the hottest event on the Forum was the Lord of Bliss updating the Training Camp Cultivation Mode, adding advertisement time.

Novice players would die if they didn't watch the ads, but after watching them, they could safely farm kills with the Bliss Legion.

While scrolling through various discussion threads, he occasionally left his own views and comments in different posts.

He had no interest in fighting personally, but watching other players' battles and hunting information offered a completely different experience.

At least he himself felt no pain.

However, compared to combat-related content, his current biggest goal was to perfect the "Scenery Poem" plugin he had created.

His plan was to add background information and scene BGM to different locations within it, allowing every player using the plugin to learn about the history of the Monster World during their explorations, thereby enhancing their immersion while experiencing the game.

It was just that, lacking proper equipment, his idea of recording music into the plugin could not be realized for the time being.

While browsing Forum posts, he saw many players posting content about "Reflection Time," all of which were ad clips edited by novice players from the A Le Training Camp.

To him, much of the ad content was truly abstract; he completely failed to understand why certain boring contents were considered worth boasting about in the eyes of the alien races.

This was perhaps a cognitive gap caused by differences in culture, customs, and other aspects.

Some of the ads even made him subconsciously laugh out loud.

Just then, an ad content caught his eye.

The scene was set in a dense forest, where an alien race member with dark purple scales was excitedly roaring at the camera:

"I have discovered that ancient ruin filled with treasures; I will definitely become a powerhouse through the treasures within this ruin."

As he spoke, the alien pointed his finger at a stone slab on the ground, partially obscured by weeds.

The Explorer felt speechless and casually swiped to the next Reflection ad video.

But as if thinking of something, he swiped back to the previous video and carefully observed a red plant in the frame.

"Brothers, I think I've seen this plant somewhere; let me think."

Subsequently, the Explorer activated his Brain Overclock Cultivation Mode.

Immediately, information from the depths of his memory surged upward; aided by the Brain Overclock trait, he remembered everything.

As a good student who often studied in the library, he had thoroughly researched various plants and spiritual flora data regarding the Colorful Mist Coast region and even the adjacent Blue Star Sea Domain.

During that research, he had encountered this red plant in a book titled "Blue Star Myriad Spirits Compendium - Volume 23."

Its name in the records was "Blood Poison Grass," a special plant that grows only on certain islands within the Blue Star Sea Domain.

If this plant was a specialty of the Blue Star Sea Domain,

then could it not be said that the alien boasting in the frame about finding an ancient ruin was located on some island in the Blue Star Sea Domain, and that the ancient ruin was also within reach of their players?

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head to look at the Guidance floating beside him:

"Guidance, this is Blood Poison Grass, correct?"

[Correct.]

Hearing the Guidance give a clear answer, the Explorer immediately became interested.

Subsequently, he explained his thoughts in detail to the players in the livestream chat.

He believed that the ruin mentioned by the alien in the ad footage must be located on some island in the Blue Star Sea Domain.

After hearing his analysis, various exclamations popped up in the livestream danmu.

They all said knowledge is wealth, and the Explorer was the best proof of this.

As the player with the richest knowledge reserve and the most detailed understanding of background information within the Player Faction, he could actually find the code to wealth just by watching a Reflection ad; he was truly a divine figure.

After explaining his thoughts, the Explorer scooped up another spoonful of fish meat and said excitedly to the camera:

"Brothers, it seems we have work to do; next, we will enter the treasure-hunting phase to search for the ancient ruin."

Immediately, the entire screen was flooded with danmu scrolling: Stop eating, work comes first!

(End of Chapter)

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