The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

"The drama queen."

"Justice is justice" rolled its eyes at the player.

Siegel was left speechless, both amused and exasperated, and the previous atmosphere was completely ruined.

"Didn't the War Commander cause some trouble last time? We're here to apologize."

"Caliber is Justice" looked at Siegel with an unnatural smile.

"Don't!"

Siegel stood up, raised his hand to stop the hypocritical performance of "righteousness through rhetoric," and said calmly.

"I've been a gamer too. You guys are already being kind by not criticizing me for this kind of thing, and you're apologizing? I don't believe it."

Before the players could speak, Siegel crossed his arms and changed the subject.

"However, if there's anything you need help with, I'm not incapable of doing so."

After saying that, Siegel immediately added a sentence.

"Of course, restoring the resurrection cap from the past three months is out of the question."

He's already spent some of the points deducted this time, so there's no way he can get them back.

"Holy crap! She's got the tsundere vibe!"

"No, that genius was right! A cute, arrogant young dragon with golden eyes."

The players kept chattering away.

"Huh? Three months? Not forever..."

The polar bear looked puzzled and asked a question in a daze.

But before she could finish speaking, she was silenced by Mouthball Justice.

"Siegel was too embarrassed to say it directly, so he gave himself an out."

"Caliber is Justice" leaned close to the polar bear's ear and lowered his voice.

"What are you saying? What are you saying! If you keep saying that, I won't help you anymore."

The ground shook, and Siegel stepped forward, snatched the huge wooden cup from the ground, and said with dissatisfaction.

"It's nothing."

"The line is justice," he quickly said.

"We guess you, fellow villager Long, have a system, and we'd like to ask you to exchange for some Earth crop seeds."

"I do have a system, and I can exchange for seeds, but they just won't grow."

As he spoke, Siegel seemed to remember something, sighed, and looked extremely helpless.

“I’ve tried farming before, but no matter what kind of seed it is, it just won’t grow.”

"You're so lazy, yet you've ever thought about farming?"

Some players have raised questions.

"Damn it! Even though I'm lazy, I'm still Chinese. Don't underestimate my farming spirit!"

Siegel's golden dragon eyes darted around, fixing on the player who had spoken, and he said passionately.

"Damn, that makes sense!"

The player who had just raised the question paused for two seconds, then gave a thumbs up and nodded in deep agreement.

"My mistake was being hasty."

"I can question Lao Xianglong's diligence, but I cannot question Lao Xianglong's factory settings."

"Just know."

Siegel withdrew his gaze, exhaled two puffs of white breath from his nostrils, and snorted coldly.

"They won't grow? Could it be due to environmental factors?"

The polar bear, who had been pondering the matter, stepped forward and shared his guess.

"In the setting, magic exists in this world, but not on Earth."

"Maybe. If you don't believe me, go and get a bag of seeds for yourselves."

Siegel didn't say much, and tossed out a small bag of seeds.

Earth seeds are cheap in the 21st century, costing only a few points.

"That's fine."

"Cutline is Justice" nodded, glanced at the pile of plastic bottles in the corner, and said.

"Fellow villager Long, you can sell us all those bottles and jars you don't want."

“We can buy with Dragon Scale Coins, or we can hire players with Dragon Scale Coins.”

Plastic is a great material; it's corrosion-resistant, has strong airtightness, and is insulating...

They had received several Cokes from the one Siegel had sent them.

But it wasn't very useful, so I didn't ask Siegel for it.

Moreover, at that time, they were unable to offer Siegel any value.

Now that we understand Siegel's needs, we can just start talking directly.

"Row."

Siegel nodded, sat down on the ground without any burden, washed the cup, exchanged several large bottles of Coke, and poured them into the wooden cup.

Siegel is aware of and welcomes the Dragonscale Coin economy that players are developing.

After all, development can solve many of its inconveniences.

As long as he stays as he is now and doesn't cause trouble or disrupt his peaceful life, that's fine.

Immediately afterwards, Kobe, Justice, and Siegel began discussing the price of plastic bottles.

Ultimately, Siegel sold the plastic bottles to the players at a relatively high price.

This reflects the principle of justice and the sincerity of the players, as well as the preciousness of plastic.

The players gathered up the plastic bottles and turned to leave.

"Before you leave, clean up the mud and water that you stepped into the hole."

Siegel glanced at the player's fur, which was covered in yellowish-brown mud, and offered a reminder.

"Excuse me."

Only then did the speaker, who believed that justice was paramount, notice the shallow footprints on the ground.

They cleaned up the mud and water when they came in.

But they didn't have the resources to make shoes, and the mud stained their hair, leaving marks.

It seems that paving the campsite's roads needs to be put on the agenda.

Otherwise, the entire campsite would turn into a muddy mess after it rains.

While cleaning up the dragon's nest, the author, Kouzhijizheng, thought of the cement project of Daermei Company.

After cleaning up, the players chatted as they walked out of the dragon's nest.

"Haha, I told you my strategy would work!"

"Not only did it solve the problems created by Zhan Shuai, it also increased the favorability of my fellow villager Long."

"Wow, this guy is amazing!"

"Alright, alright, stop showing off. Go ahead and mock the War Commander."

"But, is it really impossible for the seeds to grow? Could it be that the old man Long's method is wrong?"

"It can't be that bad. My fellow villager Long can access the internet. Even if he doesn't know how to plant, he can still search online."

"In short, let's try planting some first. If it doesn't grow, then it can only be a limitation imposed by the production team."

"Speaking of the production team, do you have the contact information for any of the production team members?"

"It's been in closed beta for a long time, and I don't even know what we're testing or what feedback we can get."

"We've never seen it before. Maybe this is how the production team creates a sense of immersion."

"Anyway, if you need anything, just ask my fellow villager Long. He's practically a GM, and I heard he can get in touch with the planning team."

Upon reaching the cave entrance, the players parted ways.

"Cutline is Justice" trudged back to the camp office through the muddy road and sent a message to inquire about the progress of Big Beauty Company.

Soon, the principle of "the standard is justice" received a response.

The project will be initially launched in two days, and visitors will be welcome to tour the site.

In the afternoon, the caliber of justice learned that Fury Tide was dead.

This was good news, and it eased her tense nerves a bit.