Chapter 137 Eating Street Food
Oliver was getting more and more excited as he played.
This exhilarating feeling was something anyone who had played games could deeply relate to.
The key to a game was adapting to the player. When competing, it was crucial for Players's skill level to match their opponent's in order to make the game exciting for both parties. If their skill level was significantly higher than their opponent's, defeating them would be too effortless, and they might become frustrated and quit since nobody enjoyed constantly losing.
However, their skill level shouldn't be far below their opponent's, either, making it too easy for them to beat them. While they might enjoy it at first, they would soon find playing with them boring.
Players's skills and level must be on par with their opponent's. When both sides were evenly matched, the game became exciting, and both players could enjoy it.
This was actually a psychological tactic that leverages human nature. Oliver, being smart, probably knew deep down that Skyview was doing this on purpose to win his favor. But who was Skyview? He was someone of equal status to Oliver! If someone inferior to him used this psychological tactic, Oliver would feel insulted. But when someone of similar status did it, he felt good instead of humiliating.
In simple terms, being praised by ordinary people didn't affect him anymore, but being praised by someone of the same level felt incredibly satisfying.
About two hours later, Skyview and Oliver played many different types of games, sometimes competing, sometimes cooperating to clear levels, and their teamwork was perfect.
With each passing moment of gameplay, Oliver's happiness grew exponentially.
"Skyview, you're pretty good at games!" Oliver, who was a bit older than Skyview, said, "Honestly, you're about as good as I used to be!"
"Oliver, stop pretending." Skyview laughed. "But playing games with you is quite fun!"
"I'm having a lot of fun, too!" Oliver said, "You're good at games, so I've decided to be friends with you. Here's my WhatsApp. We can play together in the future!"
"Alright!" Skyview didn't hesitate, opened WhatsApp, scanned Oliver's QR code, and added him as a contact.
"We've been playing for a while, and I'm getting hungry. Since this is our first meeting and you came from so far away, it would only be appropriate for me to treat you to a meal," Oliver said, "Let's have something casual to eat. Do you mind?"
Skyview chuckled. "No, I don't mind."
He didn't mind these things at all.
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