Year 1983: I was a carpenter in Northeast China

Faced with the two options of yes and no, Xu Bei's answer was undoubtedly the former.

However, considering that he was unsure what unusual phenomena might occur after activation, he cautiously looked around.

Even though there was no one around, they quickly hid behind a pile of firewood placed outside a house's gate.

Then the choice was made.

Immediately, a long string of panel information flooded into his mind.

[Host: Xu Bei]

Age: 20

Current Status: Timber Apprentice (Lv.1)

[The Timber Tycoon game is a simulation management system. Players can acquire timber and wood products through planting and processing within the game, and the in-game output can be replicated in the real world on a 1:1 scale.]

[Detecting the type of timber in the host's location...]

[Reputation value 0 (accumulated through positive reviews gained from real-world sales).]

[Only when the cumulative output of high-quality products on the current production line reaches a certain standard, and the host's reputation (prestige value) in the real world meets the requirements, can the next more complex production line be unlocked.]

[Initial production line under construction: T-01 type wooden stool automated production line...]

Xu Bei's smile grew wider and wider.

Selling items from the game in real life, even at a low price, still makes a profit, since it's a business with no initial investment.

His hometown, Lindu, is a place that thrives because of forests, boasting a vast sea of ​​trees and having no shortage of timber.

Given their advantageous geographical location, selling wooden products is perfectly normal and wouldn't easily arouse suspicion.

A deep, powerful starting sound echoed in Xu Bei's mind.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge transparent workshop projected as a hologram.

A large area of ​​the workshop was dark, except for one assembly line with robotic arms and conveyor belts that was lit up.

Xu Bei studied how to start production.

They discovered that they needed to plant trees first.

He first selected wood seeds that were more suitable for making stools.

Then, consume the initial energy to plant a fast-growing timber tree in the game space.

The seeds fell into the black soil and sprouted, branched out, and grew rapidly, with the trunk growing taller in just a few seconds.

Xu Bei sighed in amazement at how quickly it was produced before ordering the production of wooden stools.

Soon, the felled logs were conveyed into the smart saw by the conveyor belt.

The red laser beam precisely sliced ​​through the wood without any vibration or jagged edges, leaving a smooth, mirror-like surface.

Several nimble robotic arms swung their drills, creating perfect mortises in the wooden legs in the blink of an eye, while wood chips were automatically sucked away like snowflakes.

Then, the four legs and the seat are pressed together seamlessly, forming the finished wooden stool.

The wooden stool then enters a passage filled with a soft glow, where countless fine sandpaper blades rotate at high speed, instantly polishing the wood surface until it becomes as smooth and lustrous as jade.

Each finished wooden stool will pass through a green scanning light screen.

A slightly crooked wooden stool was scanned, a red light came on, and it was immediately thrown into the nearby recycling shredder by the robotic arm, turning into wood powder.

A perfect bench is scanned, a green light illuminates, and it is neatly placed in the "pending retrieval area".

[First batch production complete. Total output: 20 units. Excellent product rate: 94%. Defective products have been recalled. Proceed to reality?]

Xu Bei carefully observed the surroundings again, and only after confirming that there were no problems did he choose to extract one.

Then, I felt a blur before my eyes, and when I looked down at the ground, there was a shiny wooden stool.

Xu Bei suppressed his excitement and quickly picked it up to read.

It feels cool and smooth to the touch, without a single burr, with the natural grain of solid wood, and also exudes a faint woody fragrance.

He tried sitting on it, and it swayed from side to side, but it didn't move an inch, as steady as Mount Tai.

Looking at the bottom again, the mortise and tenon structure was so tight that not even a hair could be inserted.

The wooden stools produced by this system are, undeniably, a game-changer in terms of both workmanship and quality, especially in an era of scarcity and somewhat rough workmanship.

After admiring it for a while, the wooden stool was returned to the system's warehouse.

Xu Bei continued forward against the biting cold wind, but his heart was burning with warmth, and he didn't feel cold at all.

After walking through familiar yet unfamiliar streets, he finally stood in front of his own half-open door. No matter how eager he had been to see his mother who was still alive, he was also a little apprehensive about returning home.

People often say that the happiest thing is to have a family at seventy and a mother at eighty.

However, he lost his mother when he was in his thirties, and even in his sixties, his home didn't feel like a home anymore.

Now that he's fortunate enough to have returned to the past and possess a cheat code, he's determined to make a name for himself and ensure his mother lives a long and happy life.

Xu Bei took a deep breath, stomped his feet twice, and then walked into the neatly tidy courtyard.

The houses allocated by the Beishan Forestry Bureau were usually arranged in rows of five or six houses, with a front yard and a back garden, enclosed by wooden fences.

As for the layout of the house, usually the kitchen, also known as the outer room, is right inside the entrance, and then there are east and west rooms on both sides.

In some cases, the kitchen is next to a small room, and then there is a large room further inside.

At that moment, the door, which was covered with felt, was suddenly opened.

A woman wearing a dark floral cotton-padded jacket, an apron, and sleeves came out.

"It's not even time to get off work yet! What brings you back?"

Although the other person has gray hair at their temples, wrinkles on their face, and their double eyelids are not as bright as before, you can still tell that they were good-looking when they were young.

And she looks about six or seven parts like him.

Xu Bei's nose tingled, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

This is his mother, Zhao Fengying!

A woman who enjoys smoking and drinking, and is also very feisty and capable.

He ran forward quickly, and called out in a choked voice, "Mom..."

Zhao Fengying looked her son up and down. "What's wrong? Did something happen at the factory? Or did someone bully you?"

"No, Mom, I just missed you!"

Xu Bei hugged the person tightly and immediately felt the warmth of their body, as well as the scent of face cream and cigarette smoke, which made him feel even more at ease.

Zhao Fengying was stunned at first, then pushed him away somewhat embarrassedly, "You brat, you left home at six in the morning, and you're already missing me after such a short time! Stop acting all dramatic and come inside and tell me the truth!"

For Zhao Fengying, it had only been a few hours since she last saw her son, but for Xu Bei, it felt like many years had passed.

So when his mother pulled him by the arm and dragged him into the house, he grinned as if he had found a gold ingot.

This left Zhao Fengying even more confused, and several guesses popped into her mind.

As soon as Xu Bei stepped into the house from the cold outside, he felt a wave of heat hitting his face.

The air was filled with the smells of smoke, pickled vegetables, and a unique blend of pine resin and firewood, all vying to fill our nostrils.

At the same time, his gaze was also busy, greedily taking in this home that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Since the demolition, this place has been razed to the ground, and there is no longer any chance to revisit it.