Pole vaulting, levering, static 360-degree rotations, dynamic swings, hooking objects...
Although Bronya fell back a few tis due to mistakes, this ti it took her less than twenty minutes to return to Orange Mountain.
As she delved deeper into the ga, Bronya finally realized the truth.
Orange Mountain, the anvil, the bucket, the snowy peaks... these levels were actually designed to correspond to specific skills. As long as you mastered the corresponding technique, you could pass the stages with ease.
In the beginning, Bronya only knew the simplest operation—hooking the hamr onto sothing and pulling herself up. She had bumped her way through the tunnel, suffering through a bout of torture. But once she beca proficient in the pole vault technique, the tunnel beca child's play.
Finally.
The mont Bronya scaled the high tower and flew into outer space, she sat before her computer, unable to snap out of it for a long ti.
"If one day you take an hour-long subway to a distant place only to find you forgot your wallet; if one day you dry-clean a suit for a friend's wedding only to spill spaghetti on your shirt; if one day you argue with a friend until you are red in the face and finally get them to accept your view, only for them to suddenly change their mind... In life, moving upward is always easy, but starting over from scratch is always hard. If you are ready, I will always be waiting for you in this cauldron—Getting Over It with Bennett Foddy."
Bronya recalled the narrations that had observed her coldly during her climb. When those "famous quotes" first popped out of his mouth, she found them incredibly infuriating. But now, Bronya felt as if she had experienced a sudden enlightennt.
"Su Mu... that guy..."
Looking at the pale "fish-belly white" light of dawn breaking outside the window, Bronya remained silent for a long ti.
"He is a true genius."
Having experienced the entire ga, Bronya finally understood just how ridiculously wrong her previous assessnt had been. This was by no ans a crudely made ga. The journey of the little man in the cauldron climbing upward, the core hidden behind those dead-fish eyes, was never as simple as just "torturing players."
And in fact, that was the truth.
Su Mu knew that in his world, Bennett Foddy was originally a philosopher—more accurately, an ethicist. He hadn't created this ga just to make players break down. Although watching others play certainly made for great streaming content, at this very mont, the prejudice Bronya held against Su Mu vanished into thin air.
At the sa ti, she couldn't help but feel curious. How could Su Mu, who could create a work with such a profound core—a work that could be called art—be so unknown?
"Right, I rember Su Mu called last night..."
Bronya took out her phone. Staying up all night had made her brain feel a bit like mush. "Sothing about Kiana? Kiana wanted to find strears for promotion?"
She instantly snapped awake. A ga that could be called a work of art deserved to be seen by everyone! Even if it ant going bankrupt, she had to ensure this ga entered the public eye!
Investnt—she had to increase the investnt! She had to invest heavily!
Bronya dialed Kiana's number. Kiana's lazy voice ca through from the other end.
"Hello? Bronya? It's only six o'clock, it's not ti for work yet—"
"Kiana! Add more money! We must add more money!"
"Huh?"
Kiana was clearly dazed on the other end, unable to respond for a good while.
Bronya explained, "I an Su Mu's ga! We need to add more money for promotion! Weren't you going to find people for paid promotions?!"
Kiana scrambled out of bed. What was the situation? Was Bronya coming to scold her?
"...? I only found a few strears for promotion, it really didn't cost much! The contracts are already signed! It's too late to regret it! If you want to yell at , just do it!" She simply adopted a "dead pig unafraid of boiling water" attitude. Since the contracts were signed, the money couldn't be taken back anyway!
Bronya was getting anxious. "No, I an, find even more people for paid promotions! If there isn't enough money for publicity, I'll front the cost myself!"
"??"
Kiana was dumbfounded. What was going on? How did Bronya change so much in a single night? She had a completely different attitude yesterday; what on earth happened? Had Bronya discovered she had a system? That shouldn't be possible.
The next words from Bronya caught Kiana even more off guard.
"Kiana, I'm sorry. I was wrong."
"*Getting Over It* is a good ga... no, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a work of art. I misjudged it."
"At first, I was sowhat dissatisfied with you serving as the President of miHoYo, but I was wrong. Your vision is much stronger than mine. I apologize to you here."
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Kiana Kaslana slowly typed out a ntal question mark. What was the situation? Did Bronya have a fever today? Why was she talking nonsense? For a while, Kiana simply couldn't comprehend what Bronya was saying.
"In short, although it's a bit rushed, I will try to use so of my own channels to help with the promotion."
Kiana finally reacted. Though she didn't know why, Bronya seemingly wanted to take over the promotion of Su Mu's ga... That wouldn't do! If the ga was associated with Bronya's na, the difficulty of it failing would increase by several levels!
No, no! Absolutely not! You have to understand, Kiana had spent yesterday carefully selecting strears who were notoriously bad at gas for the paid promotions, all to ensure the audience saw exactly how torturous this ga was!
"Er... that, Bronya, didn't we agree before? Let's not use the miHoYo na or your na for now. After all, if it fails, it won't be good for your reputation."
"Uh..." Bronya froze. She felt a bit of a headache; her own words had turned into a boorang and hit her back.
Kiana continued to persuade her, "I've already set up the promotion on my end. Leave it to this ti. After all, I am the President of miHoYo, right? I have to contribute so effort."
Bronya nodded. After all, she had been the only one rejecting the ga from the start. To suddenly interfere now would make her seem a bit out of line.
However...
Bronya looked at *Getting Over It* on her computer screen, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly. She believed that this ga was definitely not Su Mu's final masterpiece. He would surely create many more wonderful gas in the future!
She would go apologize to Su Mu later. And next ti... next ti, she would take responsibility for Su Mu.
...Responsibility for his ga projects, of course.
END OF CHAPTER
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