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    • by Cristae — The farm’s city walls blazed with gunfire once more, and Bian Xu’s form had finally stabilized.But almost immediately, the crisis returned.The shockwave that woke some of the players had consumed more energy than Si Zhiyan had ever anticipated.Bian Xu, pulling on the little witch’s puppet strings, was barely maintaining control over the upper eyelid—his figure already trembling, beginning to flicker.When he tried to summon that power again, he found himself unable to regain even a fraction of his…
    • by Cristae — Thrum, thrum, thrum, thrum—The swarm of human faces still flickered overhead.Countless copies of her own face circled around her. Even after escaping the hallucination, those faces now wore grotesque, twisted smiles—distorted and terrifying.Think—got to think of something… Lin Qiushui desperately tried to force her scorched mind to work, but the heat-fogged haze in her brain was impenetrable—she could remember nothing at all.Thrum, thrum, thrum, thrum—Down fluttered clouds of moth dust.So…
    • by Cristae — —The of the farm could no longer operate.This meant the city wall had become the farm’s final line of defense.If the wall was breached, the farm would still face total destruction—there would be no difference.“We must end this quickly. We don’t know how much longer we can hold out.”Si Mianyan spoke with decisive authority.“Keep monitoring the situation below at all times. If things escalate to the point where the has to be used, don’t worry about us—disappear…
    • by Cristae — With that shrill cry, countless ancient, blood-veined wooden spikes materialized before Si Zhiyan. Brimming with vivid crimson veins, as if alive, they spread out in front of him—countless, seamless—forming a massive wall hundreds of meters wide, sealing off every escape. In the center of this wall of wooden spikes hung a string of milk teeth, bloody, swaying gently in the air. Behind the spikes, myriad pairs of blood-soaked eyes and spectral hands could be seen clawing their way up. Not good.…
    • by Cristae — —It’s angry. Could the , the servant of the Principal God, even feel anger? Many players, almost reflexively, felt their legs go weak; yet by sheer luck or will, they managed to grab the rampart and stopped themselves from collapsing to their knees. Buzz!! The ’s twisted pupil constricted instantly, like an abyss drawing inward.Before the enormous eyeball, tongues of fire shot forth like meteors, blanketing the sky, plummeting to earth! It was making a personal move. In an instant,…
    • by Cristae — —Has anyone ever witnessed a mountain collapse? Each tree rose like a black spear, thrust straight into the sky. The massive forest—majestic as mountains, vast as the sea—pressed forward with overwhelming momentum. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump… The earth trembled. Tree roots pulled themselves from the soil. The trees advanced step by step, in precise, rhythmic unison, like a legion of guards. Their pace was not swift, but relentless; nothing could stand before them. Any force that…
    • by Cristae — Clang—clang— The farm’s eligible players filled the ramparts; everything was in readiness.Dawn of the fifteenth day arrived, blanketed by a tense and solemn air. The ethereal chime resonated through the world; the thick fog gradually dissolved, and the sky slowly turned a vivid blood red. “Hee…”From somewhere—no one knew where—a giggle suddenly drifted forth. It was a clear, impish sound, like… the voice of a little girl. “Heehee… heeheehee……
    • by Cristae — Clang—clang— After the chime faded, the little shrine maiden’s ghostly voice drifted beside Si Yan’s ear. A decent harvest. Si Yan nodded slightly. All three hundred rooms had been fully booked on the first day, with an average occupancy of two to three players per room. Excluding those naturally inclined to smile, a total of 512 smiles were gathered. It was worth noting that many players had requested to cram a dozen people into a single room. Si Yan had Yun Zhong politely…
    • by Cristae — Meanwhile, Yi Zheng made her way around the hot springs, distributing desserts to the edge of the 45°C pool. Allen, perfectly comfortable and content, leaned on the side and grinned. “I’ll take the double-skin milk.”Gray propped himself up. “Double-skin milk, thanks.” Yi Zheng handed two bowls of red bean double-skin milk to the brothers. “Here you go, you two.” Allen waved her off. “Give them both to him. I don’t like sweets.” Gray lounged back on a rock, cheerfully…
    • by Cristae — The little incident didn’t dampen anyone’s spirits. After lunch, Zhong Manwen strolled along the tree-shaded path, returning to her room. The two young men were restless and wanted to take a walk, so the old lady sat alone on the veranda, brewing herself a pot of tea. The jungle was cool and tranquil—even at noon, the air wasn't stifling. The wooden cottages seemed to blend into the shadows of the trees, surrounded by lush greenery. After so many years living in tents, Zhong Manwen was used to…
    • by Cristae — Silently, Li Shize drew Zhong Manwen aside, taking a few steps back. It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was far from empty. With nearly a hundred rooms, there were at least two or three hundred people present. Some carried trays, others ate or chatted… but now, everyone had paused, attention fixed on the center of the conflict: the food service window. was a dual-flavor hotpot. When picked from the tree, it had to have both types of broth to make up a complete pot. The white broth was a plain…
    • by Cristae — —— After a whirlwind of chaos, Zhong Manwen finally set foot in the hot spring area. Wrapped in a bathrobe, carrying a wicker basket from her guestroom, and wearing wooden clogs, the elderly lady walked along the forest path. Two young men trailed behind her, one on either side, clearing away branches that blocked her way. "It wasn't easy," Tang Qinghuai laughed, brushing a leaf off his temple. "The moment I heard the news, I set out at once, but still couldn't get a spot. If Mom hadn't…
    • by Cristae — Zhong Manwen opened the door and stretched lazily. Liu Zhengchu was holding a stack of documents, followed by three admin-uniformed service players, as they walked past her room:“Commander Nie gave special instructions—population and industry statistics need to be expedited. It’ll be a long day for you all… Ah, Ms. Zhong, good morning.” The group noticed Zhong Manwen, and each of them bowed courteously, their tone both warm and respectful. “Hey.” Zhong Manwen smiled in reply, waving…
    • by Cristae — The pool lay there, a shallow milky white, exuding a faintly sweet scent amid the shadowed depths of the forest. As Si Zhiyan approached, the light aroma of fresh cream lingered persistently in the air around him. Most important of all, from the farm’s perspective, the milk pool was enveloped in a dense field of milky-white energy, tightly bound around the water. He could easily imagine that once a person entered the pool, they would be wholly immersed within this energy field. “What is this…
    • by Cristae — As for the location of the hot spring festival hall, Si Zhiyan had long made up his mind.His gaze settled on the most open and least developed part of the entire farm— The northern forest. Over the past days, Si Zhiyan had thoroughly reviewed all the forest-related enhancements available in the mall, and found they fell into two main categories.The first was the logistics route: things like forest hunting grounds and mushroom gardens.The second was an aggressive route: carnivorous pitcher plants,…
    • by Cristae — 73A New Life Outside the farm, the crowd waited in the forest, luggage in hand.The eligible players gathered in small clusters among the trees; the labor players, organized by Lin Qiushui and Wang Wen, assembled with their belongings in a single place for safety. With nowhere else to go, Liang Qingshuang and the rest squatted at the very front of the gate, unable to resist peeking in now and then, craning their necks in anticipation. Creak. At last, the farm gate slowly swung open. The…
    • by Cristae — Li CUI’e spoke concisely: “There are simply too many incoming players. We have nowhere left for everyone to stay.” It was a serious problem. The farm now hosted over a thousand players. At this rate of growth, by the time the first group of main quests was completed, the population of players would reach approximately 2,300. That number had already surpassed Skulls Ferry, enough to be called a true village. For such a large settlement of players, housing was an enormous issue. Most…
    • by Cristae — The witch’s wooden puppet stared at Si Zhiyan for a long time. Upon that wooden face, the ink-drawn pupils were chipped and worn, the old lines smeared and chaotic; its gaze never wavered from Si Zhiyan, as though it was struggling to comprehend his words. After a while, the girl’s emotionless voice sounded again: Buzz! Tangled threads flashed with a chilling, murderous gleam. “No problem,” Si Zhiyan’s smile remained unmoved. “If I failed to provide those smiles, as promised, I…
    • by Cristae — For a mass of vapor, this question was an almost outrageously pointed challenge. For a moment, Si Zhiyan wasn’t sure how he ought to respond. —Comply? Show respect? Resist? He froze, watching the doll with utmost caution. The puppet’s askew body quivered, black hair swirling in the boiling water, her smile stretching wider and wider, threatening to split her whole head apart. Her mouth gaped wide, her whole body trembling, as if—should Si Zhiyan give a negative answer—she would…
    • by Cristae — For a long moment, Gao Zhai was frozen in place, staring dazedly at Si Zhiyan. Before he could say a word, Zhong Yanqing let out a groundhog-like shriek of alarm: “Farm owner, sir?! Farm owner, sir, you just walked in like that?!!!” She knew he was powerful, but still… What if? What if her judgment was wrong? What if the core couldn't be removed? What if— After all, everything was just deduction. There were still too many uncertainties. This, too, was why Liang Qingshuang had never…
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