King from scratch

The sky is still full of yellow sand, making the oasis extremely small.

He Xingwen's gaze paused for a second on the desert, and then fell on the refreshed oasis in an instant.

The narrow oasis is planned into several different areas, the wooden houses are densely connected together, and the simple stone roads are paved to connect the roads. The rough style of painting caused by the lack of necessary tools gives it an inexplicable sense of historical precipitation.

He Xingwen stepped on the gravel road and approached the cabin.

The structure of these cabins is completely different from the cabins that serve as altars. They are built from a whole tree, and the place above that can be called the roof is roughly covered with a layer of leaves, and there is no door. A more vivid description should be used A hole made of wood.

He Xingwen walked towards the storage room. It was a pure stone structure and still had no door. Standing at the door was enough to have a panoramic view of the interior.

"It seems that they have gained a lot."

There are fruits and meat piled up in the storage room, and they are placed in a separate area. Most of the fruits are the types with red transparent shells that He Xingwen has seen before and can be stored for a long time.

The meat came from animals that He Xingwen didn't know. They were randomly piled up on stones without special treatment, but so far, it seemed that there was no sign of decay for the time being.

In another area, debris is piled up.

It's hard to say that the pile of things is not miscellaneous. The long time has erased their former appearance, and now, except for a pile of unidentifiable garbage, there is no existence that can be defined as a treasure.

He Xingwen's eyes fell on another part of the storage room. Some sharp weapons made of animal bones were neatly stacked together. The weapons did not have a gorgeous structure, and it could even be said that they maintained the appearance when they were removed from the animal bones. .

Slightly bent, handleless, and sharp from front to rear, it's hard to imagine how an NPC could defeat the original owner of this bone without a weapon.

"So many weapons?" Compared to their number, the number of these weapons is indeed too many.

"Obviously, they are always preparing for war." The system was not surprised by this.

"Are you implying to me that they are very belligerent?"

"It depends on you." System: "Your will dominates all of this."

Different from the casualness when he heard this sentence before, He Xingwen realized very clearly that this is not a compliment, but an exact description—if those rules are really as powerful as he guessed.

He Xingwen's gaze paused briefly on the remaining wood, stone and even other unfamiliar materials in the storage room, then turned and walked outside.

The small stones made a soft sound under his feet, the peaceful oasis was not silent, the golden bird hovered in the sky, singing loudly, and the movement in the forest never stopped, where the predator and the prey staged a drama of life and death .

The fish in the stream splashed out of the water and fell back into the water again.

He Xingwen walked towards the cabin at the entrance of the forest, but did not meet a single NPC.

A golden light emerged from behind the small wooden door.

He Xingwen read the information and chose the first one without hesitation.

The golden light float disappeared again, and eight NPCs appeared in front of the cabin.

When Yan and Huang brought their people back from the desert, the eight NPCs were pinching mud under the guidance of He Xingwen.

Pottery making is not difficult, and in modern times it has been reduced to a recreational activity suitable for all ages.

But since there are nothing but mud and fire with unknown ingredients, He Xingwen can only hope that the successful manufacture of pottery depends on his good luck.

Yan and Huang came back from the yellow sand with bone blades in their hands.

Yan turned back and directed the NPC who came over to put the things they brought back into the storage room.

Huang Ze reported the recent situation to He Xingwen: "We have discovered many useful things outside the kingdom..."

After Yan commanded the other NPCs, he continued seamlessly: "The outside world is far bigger than we thought."

His eyes are extremely bright, and his dusty face can't block the light in his eyes: "We have reached the end of the desert."

"At the northern end of the desert, there is an endless forest, which is very dangerous." Huang took the words: "Someone died."

"Be less strong..." He Xingwen paused as he instructed the NPC to pinch the mud, then raised his head to look at Huang: "Someone died?"

"The forest is dangerous." Huang repeated: "He died while exploring the way."

He Xingwen frowned slightly: "His corpse..."

Yan took over the conversation: "Maybe it was eaten by a wild beast."

After Yan finished explaining, he turned the topic back: "In the south of the desert, we found..."

He Xingwen interrupted him: "You didn't bring back his body?"

Huang: "Considering the danger in the forest, in order to avoid unnecessary deaths from happening again, we chose to retreat."

Blameless conduct.

He Xingwen thought that his shock came more from the sudden news of the death of the NPC—he was not yet mentally prepared for the death of the NPC.

Yan reacted: "King, do you want to get his body back?"

Yan looked back, and the other NPCs walked back here one after another after putting away their things.

"I remember the exact location of that forest." Yan: "I'll call a few people..."

"No need." He Xingwen interrupted him: "I'm just a little surprised."

Huang smiled: "Indeed, the degree of danger in this world is beyond our imagination." He suggested: "King, maybe we need a companion who is better at force."

"Until then, you don't touch the forest to the north."

After all, he only has fourteen NPCs in total, and even one death would be a huge loss to him.

He Xingwen turned the topic back to his purpose of entering the game. He made a cheat sheet before coming, and said confidently at this moment: "I already have a preliminary idea for the future plan of the kingdom."

"First of all, we need to develop pottery, the utensils that can be used are very important..."

He Xingwen said: "The next short-term goal is to manufacture usable tools for reclamation and farming..."

"King." A voice interrupted him.

He Xingwen turned his head to look, and there was an NPC holding the disc in his hand, at a loss.

Apparently, he was pinching mud just a few seconds ago.

But now, although there is a layer of mud on the outside of the disk in his hand, it cannot conceal the smooth lines underneath it, and the texture is completely different from mud.

He Xingwen reached out to take the disc, pulled away the wet soil stuck to it, and stared at the disc with a streak of black in the ashes.

It was pinched very unevenly. To be precise, it was a failure that could not be used. No matter in terms of appearance or function, it was a failure.

But the problem is...

He Xingwen pinched the edge of the disc, and the hard texture reminded him that it was indeed a formed vessel.

The problem is that it takes shape before it goes through the step of burning.

"Is the pottery made with fire?" He Xingwen cautiously confirmed with the system.

"If you mean earthen pottery, that's true."

"You don't need to emphasize these three words on Earth."

He Xingwen let go of his hand, Yuanpan fell to the ground, bounced twice on the spot, and rolled out.

Huang bent down to pick it up, tossing it over and over again.

"The game setting is different from the earth?"

"To be precise, part of the material setting of the game is different from that of the earth."

"It's your duty to remind me of such things before I sink my head into studying and planning my kingdom."

"Yes, but I'm not smart enough to unlock the relevant information before witnessing this."

He Xingwen raised his eyebrows: "An omnipotent reason."

System: "I have no need to deceive you. In fact, I have no reason to risk losing your trust knowing this, just to make you spend unnecessary time."

"Indeed." He Xingwen agreed with this sentence. This is an obvious concealment that is of no benefit to the system.

"The problem lies in your current low-intelligence state, unable to obtain more information related to the game."

"Yes."

"But to improve your intelligence, you can only increase the prosperity of the kingdom?"

"Yes."

"Then you're still retarded."

The reason is simple. The energy obtained by He Xingwen from posting a video can only create 13 NPCs, and the reason why the kingdom can be called a kingdom must have a population of more than [-], right?

A simple math problem is enough for people to clearly understand the difficulty contained in it.

"Actually, I don't think it will take too long." The system is very sure of this: "You just need to give it a little time."

"to whom?"

"Give your video, and give the people on Earth some time." System: "They need time to understand what your video really means."

What exactly does it mean?Doesn't that mean holographic games?

"*...￥#)*￥#"

A strange voice suddenly sounded, interrupting He Xingwen's unspoken words.

Two NPCs came out of the desert, holding a creature in their hands, and the strange voice came from the mouth of the creature, which was only half a person tall.

This is a race that often appears in many earth film and television works, dwarves.

Yan then cast his gaze away, and finished the sentence he was interrupted just now: "In the south of this desert, we found a living intelligent creature."