A massive, semi-transparent object of unknown origin floated in the air—it appeared as an equilateral diamond, but upon closer inspection, one could discern that it was composed of countless geometric cubes. Sunlight shone through it like colorless glass, yet in fleeting moments, it refracted mystical rays of light. Within its interior, countless more cubes were arrayed.
One of these cubes suddenly emitted a pure white light, and a 2.78-meter-tall Supervisor emerged. The light vanished, and the Supervisor faced the cube, motionless. It seemed to be doing nothing, but in reality, its mind was linked to the system, repairing the data within the cube.
A sphere rolled past its feet, stopping as it passed and gloating, "Hahaha! Your game malfunctioned too?"
The Supervisor lowered its gaze, impassively glancing at the sphere. "Too?"
The sphere replied, "My frog broke down as well. Ever since I stitched its belly up that one time, it keeps bursting when it lays eggs."
"Isn't that because it swallowed too many players?" The Supervisor was speechless. The "frog," of course, was not a real frog. Players swallowed by it weren't digested; instead, they were encased in an egg membrane, transformed into frog eggs, and subsequently hatched into tadpoles.
The sphere asked, "Your game has problems? Tsk tsk… the 2112 Friend Gathering, isn't that your masterpiece?"
The Supervisor answered, "The scenario was damaged by a player using a prop. It needs repairs before it can be used again."
"What kind of player did you encounter? How daring!" The sphere was astonished, then continued to laugh. "That's why I said, your game is too gentle! What's so fun about a friend game, a friend gathering? You should create a giant monster! Just like my frog and tadpoles!"
The sphere bounced in place, rising to the same height as the 2.78-meter Supervisor, and then hovered in the air, its tone smug. "My game format is the simplest, but the amount of data I provide is the highest among all Supervisors!"
A calm and gentle female voice came from not far away: "Although your data volume is the highest, the data type is also the most singular. The Friend Gathering contains three different game formats, providing ten times the richness of data for the system. You need to find a way to improve your games."
The sphere was unhappy. It dropped to the ground, rolled to the speaker's feet, and complained, "How can it be ten times worse…"
The speaker was a Supervisor with a rabbit's head, who had just emerged from a glowing cube.
"Whether it's ten times worse or not, you can find out for yourself." The Rabbit-Head Supervisor continued walking. "3014 Hide-and-Seek has a player inside. I'm leaving."
"Wait." The 2.78-meter Supervisor stopped it, frowning. "According to the game rules, player attacks on Supervisors are violations, and Supervisors can issue penalties, correct?"
The Rabbit-Head Supervisor gave a light "Mm-hmm" and looked at it. "Is there a problem?"
"Why not include verbal attacks?" it asked.
The Rabbit-Head Supervisor was surprised. "Why would you think that?"
The sphere also jumped in surprise. "Language is the most direct reaction of players in the game. If you block offensive language, you will lose a lot of data. The system won't let you do that!"
"But… what value can data like insulting a Supervisor have?"
The Rabbit-Head Supervisor said, "Insults, harsh words, and profanity are another form of crying for humans. They can vent emotions and release pressure. This is particularly evident in players trapped in oppressive environments. You don't have to worry too much about it."
"…"
"Any other questions?"
"…No."
The Rabbit-Head Supervisor stood before it, then calmly said, "I know you also participate in the third game of the Friend Gathering. You should refrain from personally participating in the games anymore. You seem to be somewhat affected."
"…Perhaps."
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