Chapter 53: is an Easter egg! 1


    Next, Wang showcased his traditional skill.


    That was endurance.


    As a new content creator (self-proimed) without particrly outstanding technical skills, Wang knew he was a bit more sessful than others because he had a good mouth and a great liver.


    And now, it was time for him to go all out!


    Bring it on!


    The game “nt Grass” seemed ordinary at first nce, but upon closer inspection, it was quite profound.


    Although there were only a few varieties of seeds avable for nting, the harvest each time was random, which made the oue full of surprises and excitement.


    Of course, sometimes it was a shock. Wang had heard more than once people screaming at the sight of huge insects they had identally grown.


    However, it wasn’tpletely random. Factors like sunlight intensity, the amount of water, and wind strength all influenced the oue of the nts.


    ording to experiments conducted by numerous yers, the result of nting a seed in this game was drawn from a pool of random oues, and external conditions determined from which pool the final product would be pulled.


    In order to identify the range and triggering methods of all the pools in the game, thousands of yers began to grind intensively.


    They made Wang’s livestreaming channel their base of operations, and by that evening, they had set up a rudimentary yetprehensive information site with all known data neatly organized.


    Information about the Time Stone’s function, range of effect, and how many it took to maximize its potential was soon unearthed and posted on the website.


    yers born in adjacent regions started to gather. Upon realizing they couldn’t steal from each other but only trade, they quickly abandoned the option of plundering and began to coborate in an effort to identify every possible harvest form.


    They started to divide thebor. Some yers were responsible for collecting Time Stones, others chopped trees and made huts to alter sunlight conditions, some gathered seeds, while others would photograph and record the experimental results, uploading them afterward.


    Ambitious to dominate the game with apletependium, yers united, tirelessly grinding away.


    Witnessing this, Fang Cheng felt deeply gratified.


    Indeed, all is illusionary, farming is eternal. Not one descendant of Yan and Huang could resist the allure of farming.


    He had finally made it.


    After his ascension, he would give each of these yers a of their own. They wouldn’t need to do anything else daily but farm, a token of gratitude for their exceptional contributions.


    However, as time passed, the smile gradually faded from Fang Cheng’s face.


    Umm…


    Has your style be a bit odd?


    As the ranges for randomness became established, yers discovered that they could grow metals in the fields!


    And they were metals they didn’t recognize!


    These agricultural products looked like chunks of metal on the outside, but were essentially nts.


    If these products were used in secondary production, then second-tier products, gears, could be grown!


    These gears,posed entirely of nts but in essence Spirit Grass, had the hardness of metals and the lightness of nts thanks to the wash of Spiritual Energy.


    Apart from being non-fireproof andcking malleability, they were durable and highly useful gears.


    Beyond that, many semi-finished parts could also be processed.


    Gradually, yers found that by changing environmental variables, they could decide certain characteristics of the finished products.


    For example, increasing water input could make the productsrger; controlling the range of light during growth allowed some metal-like products to change shape ording to their desires.


    Upon this discovery, automation began.


    yers with a background in mechanics started customizing gears and other structures, and various semi-automated items were crafted into machines.


    The cultivation of Spirit Grass began to be automated. yers quickly shifted their focus from how to grow Spirit Grass to “how to automate the nting of nts,” and then on to how to initiate an industrial revolution here with various parts to modernize this world.


    Seeing the changes in the yers, Fang Cheng fell silent.


    “This is the wrong way!”


    Spirit Grass should be nted by oneself to be interesting, the Spirit Grass nted by machines has no soul.


    However, after a closer look, Fang Cheng felt that there might be some fun in this too.


    Using Spirit Grass to build machinery has a different kind of interest, one thates not from the Spirit Grass itself, but from using the Spirit Grass as a stepping stone tobine them and the joy of creation that emerges from it.


    After ying for a while, Fang Cheng had to admit that it was quite fun.


    Even more fun than just nting grass.


    Although he didn’t seed this time either, Fang Cheng found that this was quite good.


    The actions of these yers had undoubtedly inspired him, giving him new insights on the path of “fun”.


    Grasping this insight, Fang Cheng immediately left, stepping into the void to find a ce where he could be alone to understand this insight.


    On the other side, Wang, who had been up all night, was drinking vegetable juice, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the screen and shouted, “Hey, does anyone know how to grow spider silk? I want to find some spider silk now.”


    “Lighting 6, venttion 3, height 12, a one in fifteen chance of appearance, just nt a few more times.”


    “Thanks.”


    “No problem.”


    Yawning, Wang told himself for the seventy-fifth time that he would nt one more round before leaving, hoard some spider silk, then make a fishing rod for himself, turn the fish into bone meal after catching them, and maybee up with some new recipes.


    Although he had been up all night, Wang was in a good mood and not too tired.


    To be exact, ying games all night doesn’t count as staying up all night.


    Working or studying all night is staying up all night; this is enjoying the nightlife.


    Satisfied, leaning back in his three thousand eight hundred dor gaming chair, Wang hummed happily, “This game is addictive.”


    At first, he felt the game didn’t have many features, the content was simple, just a farming simtor.


    But the game’s tactile feedback wasfortable, the response from farming was quick and fun, making it extremely engaging and hard to stop ying.


    And with the team cooperation mode where yers can’t attack each other, the atmosphere of the game was very harmonious, with each minor discovery quicklymunicated amongst everyone, making the game feel particrly rewarding.


    After transitioning to semi-automation, the gaming experience changed again.


    Automation maderge-scale nting possible, greatly liberatingbor at this point, helping Wang understand why the Industrial Revolution was so great.


    Thebination of variousponents actually followed scientific logic, making Wang suspect that the Immortal had done nothing else but research nt effects andbinations during this time.


    “Climbing the tech tree is something the Immortal has really gotten the hang of. Too bad the process isn’t long; another ten or so hours of grinding should do it.”


    Great game, just too short.


    Flexing his fingers, Wang was about to join the other yers in grinding out the remaining random forms when he heard a loud roar from the speakers.


    He originally thought he had yed the wrong song, his groggy brain even directed his right hand to perform a task like switching the track.


    However, he quickly realized where the sound wasing from.


    Right there in “nt Grass”.


    Wang, in the game, looked up in confusion and was surprised to find a silvery shuttle hovering above his field.


    Seeing this creation that clearly didn’t belong to yers, Wang went from surprise to excitement almost immediately.


    This thing, it’s an Easter egg!