The Puppet God adjusted his straw hat and humbly apologized, "Yes, you're right. I can't keep arbitrarily controlling the leader to do whatever I want. Perhaps it's time to let the leader decide for themselves what to do."
"Maybe I will lose this game because of that, but it's also possible that the leader's own abilities are higher than I imagined."
"Speaking of which, if I were to practice more in this game, the result might instead be that every leader awakens and then resists the player, refusing to obey commands... That's a negative factor!"
"I was actually planning on practicing for another five hundred years!"
Shang Lin: "Practice for another five hundred years, and I'm afraid your civilization would develop right up to the heavens. By then, you'd be slapping me across the screen."
.....
Within the Civilization game.
The Silent One quickly received a report from the frontline scout, who described with vividity... he saw moving roasted fish on the Flood Plain.
