Chapter 55: New Insights_1
When Fang Cheng had finished his ditation and, filled with confidence, returned to his own room and entered Wang’s live streaming room, he was surprised to find that the players had switched to a different way of playing.
Several hosts who were familiar with Wang began to live stream the ga scenes and shared the ga download link, inviting new players to join the battle.
A simple map was drawn up, and once in the ga, players could determine their location based on the surrounding terrain, and then get in touch with other locals, after which they could choose different tasks to perform.
Of course, it’s alright not to join any organization, but then you111 miss out on sothing really cool.
Because, we are getting ready to fight UFOs.
With stones!
Seeing the players seriously preparing to attack the UFOs, Fang Cheng’s emotions fluctuated a bit.
What the heck are you guys doing?
What on earth happened during the ti I was contemplating?
Confused, he asked his question, and Fang Cheng saw soone lay out the causes and effects before heading to the players’ strategy site to learn about the “UFO incident.”
After reading it, Fang Cheng finally understood what the silver shuttle was, and then he crossed the black hole to the Spirit Grass Planet.
Compared with before his seclusion, this place had completely changed.
The number of players on the planet had grown to thirty thousand, and under the command of various leaders, they began to build roads, erect platforms, and construct artillery positions in preparation for a fierce battle with the UFOs.
Because Fang Cheng initially intended only for players to farm, he hadn’t set up a complicated Refinent system, simply introducing so tool manufacturing systems.
However, the Spirit Grass here contained strong plasticity, which the players fully exploited to start making various simple weapons.
After a quick assessnt, Fang Cheng realized the level of weaponry here had basically developed to the early stages of firearms. The ergence of black powder ant their weapons could reach hundreds of ters into the sky, perfect for hitting the flying shuttles.
The players even found a way to grow parts for matchlock guns using Spirit Grass, although it was a pity that these guns were single-use and would be scrapped after a few uses due to high temperatures.
But with the help of the Ti Stone, they could cultivate matchlock guns in large quantities and prepare to fight against the shuttles.
Concealing his presence, Fang Cheng watched these bustling players, feeling their emotions, and found they were even more excited than before.
A plain farming ga had been turned into a war ga by them, and they were even happier about it.
Looking at the busy players below helplessly, Fang Cheng thought the concept of video gas was indeed mysterious.
A minor random elent could completely transform the way a ga was played, and different thes could blend to produce an effect where the whole was greater than the sum of its parts.
After watching them for a while, Fang Cheng finally made a decision.
Blend in with them and understand their thoughts.
First, he tagged the departing shuttle, then Fang Cheng prepared to control a ga character to join the players and play with them.
This process was similar to “joining the mundane” in cultivation, integrating oneself as a character to attempt to understand why they found this process fun.
So, Fang Cheng simply created a character, turned on Wang Say Gas’ live stream, and entered the ga, approaching a nearby player’s stronghold.
As soon as he arrived, a player ran over and threw a set of clothes grown from Spirit Grass in front of Fang Cheng.
Afterwards, he threw down several signs, each clumsily inscribed with the nas of various hosts.
Understanding the intention, Fang Cheng stood in front of the sign that read “Wang Say Gas,” indicating he was in Wang’s live room.
Signaling Fang Cheng to put on the clothes, soone imdiately said in the live room, “Is the newplayer who just arrived here? ‘Plant Grass’ hasn’t got a chat system, so we communicate here. Since the ga has no naming system, we use the style of clothing to distinguish each other. From now on, you’re Red Rabbit Beach Shorts, and I’m your guide, please call Black Silk Bikini.”
Fang Cheng glanced at his ga character wearing red rabbit beach shorts and was relieved that at least he looked like a normal person.
Having made contact with Fang Cheng, Black Silk Bikini began a private chat with him.
“We are currently fighting to defend our wealth, a rigorous process because our technological gap is just too vast. However, we can resurrect infinitely, which is our greatest weapon.”
Fang Cheng inwardly noted that it wasn’t infinite resurrection, but rather using his own mana to reestablish a clone.
Black Silk Bikini: [First, what are you good at?]
Fang Cheng: [I’m quite good at planting Spirit Grass.]
Black Silk Bikini: [Okay, go to this website first, take note of the plantation thods for the corresponding Water Pistons parts, and then co back to .]
After opening the website, Fang Cheng beca interested upon reading the introduction about the Water Pistons.
It had to be said, this group of players did have so capabilities.
The various planting thods hidden within the Spirit Grass, they had actually managed to analyze sixty percent of them.
After looking at the other planting thods, Fang Cheng reflected for a mont, then returned to the live stream and told Black Silk Bikini: [I’ve got it, I took note.]
Black Silk Bikini: […It’s only been ten minutes! Players don’t lie to players, you can’t be fooling .]
[Not at all.]
[Then how much do you know about the four planting thods of the Water Pistons?]
[Actually, there are six. 1’11 tell you about the ones I’ve recorded.]
After reading the ssage sent by Fang Cheng, Black Silk Bikini was sincerely impressed.
Black Silk Bikini entrusted a piece of land to Fang Cheng and introduced a few players to him, then continued to take new players with her.
With the Ti Stone provided by soone, and a continuous supply of water in the channels, Fang Cheng only needed to plant the Water Pistons following certain thods, and the repetitive work made him particularly happy.
Without using spells or Divine Skills, but purely planting Spirit Grass, this monotonous activity gave Fang Cheng great pleasure.
Compared to the joy Fang Cheng found in it, the other players seed sowhat listless.
Numbly following the requirents to plant the Spirit Grass, they sotis stared off into the distance.
Following their gaze, Fang Cheng saw a massive warehouse there.
The warehouse was buried underground, with layers of bunkers on the surface. The players’ homade cannons and catapults were placed here, awaiting the approach of the shuttles.
A large volu of supplies was transported into the warehouse, where they were piled high in a strategic thod to make this place a supply concentration point, ant to lure the shuttles and catch them off guard.
After staring at the site for a while, a player said in their private group chat: [I really want to go there and prepare for battle.]
Another player echoed: [ too.]
[Exactly, it feels like preparing for battle would be interesting.]
Seeing the players’ comnts, Fang Cheng asked with curiosity: [Isn’t farming fun?]
[It’s fun, but…]
[You can always farm, but encounters with UFOs are rare. Compared to that, these kinds of unexpected events are more interesting.]
[Plus, fighting UFOs seems like an advanced form of farming, essentially farming is still serving the purpose of preparing for UFO battles.]
[That’s right!]
[Exactly my point!]
Looking at the feedback from the players, Fang Cheng was pensive.
An insight erged in his mind, making him feel as though he had understood sothing.
To the players, it seed, warfare held more allure than peace.
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