Apocalypse I Have One More Keyword Than Others
Chapter 476 - - 449 Targeted Change of Rules_1
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"You're right, Ross," agreed the head of the marketing department, opening a statistical chart that he projected in front of everyone, "The audience agrees highly with your plan to reduce the resource allocation to the top three, and additionally, the most popular suggestion in the vote was that they hope to specify Duge's keywords."
"What kind of keywords do they want to specify?" Ross asked.
The director opened another statistical chart.
It was densely packed with all sorts of keywords, with the percentage of approving voters listed behind each keyword.
The top three keywords were waste, low-key, and ordinary.
"Ross, the audience feedback indicates they want to see if Duge can turn the tide and take first place using these keywords, which are completely opposite from his usual style, especially the waste keyword, which has a particularly high call for it," the director said.
Looking at the three keywords, Ross fell silent.
Right below these three keywords was silence.
Thinking about the consequences if Duge, known for his eloquence, were to be restricted, Ross shook his head, clearing that inappropriate thought from his mind, and asked, "Have these words ever led to success before?"
"Never," the director said, "These words go against the rules of the game. One can only increase attributes by doing nothing, and any idea of competing for rank will inevitably cause his attributes to drop. It's impossible to be both a waste and successful. And with decreased attributes, securing a top-ten rank is out of the question."
"Ross, we have already targeted Duge in various ways; to additionally manipulate his keywords, wouldn't that be too unfair to him?"
"If Duge can play with these keywords and succeed, it's still fine, but if he fails, it could have a huge impact on viewer ratings. We can't let the audience do as they please; they only want chaos, and if the show becomes uninteresting, they're the first to leave," said the head of the planning department.
"I was considering this issue as well," Ross said.
"But Ross, we've spent a lot of time gathering the audience's opinions, and if we don't use them in the end, wouldn't that be hard to justify?" the head of the marketing department said.
"The word 'low-key' I think is worth a try," Ross said, "Low-key represents a humble and cautious attitude, someone who has capabilities but doesn't show off, it doesn't mean they're waste.
Duge's spiritual power is high enough, and using this keyword could neutralize his abilities somewhat, also giving other contestants a chance, making the game more exciting.
No matter if Duge loses a match, or continues to win using these waste keywords, we can increase viewer ratings. I simply don't believe that, given a low-key keyword, he would dare to expose his identity as Duge on the Alien Battlefield."
"Exactly," the head of the marketing department agreed with a nod and a laugh, "If he can take first place even with 'low-key,' then Duge truly is a genius, and there wouldn't be any other word that could suppress him."
"Any other suggestions?" Ross asked.
"The other suggestions are pretty much the same as what we considered before," said the director of the marketing department, "such as reducing the three resource shares to one, or introducing planets unfamiliar with Duge to increase competitiveness.
There are also a few particularly excessive ones, such as eliminating all other contestants from Qiyuan Star, leaving only Duge to compete against individuals from the other nine planets; and some individuals even volunteered to enter the game personally to confront Duge..."
"They really want Duge dead!" the casino manager said with some dissatisfaction in his voice.
After two unexpected outcomes in the gaming arenas, with profits for the casino climbing steadily, he was the last one who wanted Duge to encounter trouble.
Ross ignored the casino manager and turned toward the direction of the Exploration Department, "Bas, have we conquered any new civilizations?"
"There's one," Bas said, "But that planet was just conquered, and the resistance there is still very fierce; such people won't serve as a distraction to Duge on the battlefield."
"Then pick two suitable civilizations from the recently concluded Alien Battlefield, tell them the truth, and throw them into the battlefield. We do indeed need a catfish to stir things up," Ross said with a light laugh. "As for the rest of the suggestions, we'll set them aside for now. Until someone who can replace Duge appears, we can't be too excessive. We must squeeze his potential bit by bit..."
"Which planet's qualification for participation shall we cancel?" someone from the marketing department asked.
"In the last few battles, the two with the least resources gained will go up in the next round," Ross said, his hands crossed in front of him, smiling, "Only by making them realize how harsh survival is will they become desperate to pursue victory in the upcoming games."
"As you say!" The head of the marketing department nodded and asked, "Ross, when do I announce the new rules for this battle?"
"Now," Ross said, "We need to heat up the show as soon as possible."
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"Duge, you need to be psychologically prepared. I've just received a notification from Pan-Universe Entertainment; the rules of the Alien Battlefield have changed again. This time, only the top three will obtain resources."
Nan Youlong found Duge, who was sitting on the sofa. Looking across at Duge, his expression somewhat solemn, he said, "This means that seven planets will not get resources. The change in rules signifies more deaths will occur, for people will not just fight desperately on the battlefield, but also gradually starve to death back on their planets.
This rule has been changed because of you. If you continue to reveal your name on the battlefield, you will not only receive no support, but you may also provoke everyone against you. Only with your death will others have the chance to live."
The last Alien Battlefield ended abruptly, and it’s highly probable it had to do with your demand to split the resources evenly. We argued with Bai Long to prevent you from entering this round of the Alien Battlefield, but he refused. So, our advice is for you to keep a low profile in this Alien Battlefield."
As expected, I’m being targeted again.
Is this your idea of principles?
How utterly shameless!
Duge muttered under his breath, “I got it. When does the Alien Battlefield start?”
“In three days.” Nan Youlong handed over a USB drive, saying, “We’ve selected a group of contestants for you. Do you want to pick them again?”
“No need. The rules have changed, and the previous strategies no longer apply,” Duge said. “When the time comes to enter the battlefield, I will follow the procedure, encourage them, and establish some new signals. By the way, how many people will be entering the battlefield this time?”
“Three hundred. The number has been changed back to the original,” Nan Youlong informed him, looking at Duge. “By the way, the Alien Battlefield that was happening while you were in seclusion has ended with total annihilation.”
“…” Duge fell silent.
Nan Youlong also sighed, saying, “Duge, if it weren’t for the resources you brought back, at least half of the population on Qiyuan Star would die next year. Therefore, I hope you cherish your life and stop confronting Pan-Universe Entertainment head-on.
You’ve already won first place three times in a row, and even if you don’t rank this time, it won’t greatly affect the survival of Qiyuan Star. But if something happens to you, Qiyuan Star is truly finished. My suggestion is that it would be best for you to change your style.”
“Hmm, I will,” he said.
Images of those from Pan-Universe Entertainment who effortlessly destroyed a civilization flashed through Duge’s mind, and he shook his head with a smile.
Even if Nan Youlong hadn’t mentioned it, he wasn’t planning to take the risk again. His Split Soul ability couldn’t be brought into the Alien Battlefield.
If he died, it would be for real. If it’s not feasible, then at most he wouldn’t grab the resources.
People from Pan-Universe Entertainment would lose only viewership without him, but if he died, he would lose everything.
How could he possibly be so self-destructive?
However, Duge wasn’t planning to leave a split soul on Qiyuan Star either.
If the main soul perished, having a split soul with only several hundred thousand spiritual power struggling to survive on Qiyuan Star would be meaningless.
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Three days later.
Duge and a new group of Alien Warriors once again arrived at the launch center of Pan-Universe Entertainment.
Having been through three Alien Battlefields, the faces Duge recognized were becoming fewer and fewer due to the brutal nature of the elimination system. Keywords, skills, and various unexpected factors meant it was rare for someone to survive through four rounds of the Alien Battlefield.
Apart from old friends like Gao Min and Feng Zhong, who could still maintain their spirits, the rest of the contestants were visibly less enthusiastic, and no one even spoke.
The new rule of only the top three gaining resources meant that the competition would be exponentially harder.
Most importantly, people from other planets might very well join hands to target the contestants from Qiyuan Star in order to weaken Duge’s support. The difficulty of surviving had dropped countless times compared to the previous Alien Battlefields, so it was no wonder their morale was low.
The warriors’ only hope was that Duge would still be able to dominate, carrying them with his absolute strength.
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Before entering the battlefield, Duge was once again summoned by Bai Long, who warned him not to use his previous abilities.
Of course, Duge agreed.
He had already won several first places before, even without the power of the Sea God.
With two keywords at his disposal, the chances of him not outplaying others were extremely low—it’d just mean dragging out the time a bit.
Having understood the true strength of Pan-Universe Entertainment, Duge’s mindset had genuinely slowed down, but he still intended to claim first place. Laying low, as Nan Youlong had put it, had never crossed Duge’s mind.
As long as he shone brightly enough, even if he made some principal mistakes, Pan-Universe Entertainment would likely protect him for the sake of their viewership ratings.
A clear self-awareness was the secret to Duge’s lasting success.
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