The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

On Nian Dongjian's personal interface, it shows that the shopping is complete.

The rice seeds didn't appear directly in her hand or get placed in her backpack like in traditional games.

Incidentally, this game doesn't provide players with an inventory at all.

She bought a bag of refined rice seeds, and the only thing the online store provided her was a route guide.

She wasn't stupid; she could tell that this meant she was being directed to retrieve it.

Nian Dongjian suddenly felt like cursing.

You already have an online store, so there's no need to pursue authenticity in a place like this.

But since the spiritual essence has already been spent, it's not a good idea to just leave it unattended.

Si Dongquan was still guarding the exit of a cave, hoping that new slugs would crawl out, but Nian Dongjian grabbed him and pulled him away.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me."

Nian Dongjian dragged Si Dongquan along and ran wildly in the direction indicated.

It's reasonable that these post-purchase instructions should only be visible to the buyer, so there shouldn't be any worry about someone picking up their purchase.

When the two returned to the entrance of the tribe, Nian Dongjian had already told Si Dongquan what had happened on the way.

This caused Si Dongquan to appear even more eager than Nian Dongjian.

It's not that he has any particular fondness for farming.

Instead, he quickly realized that they could seemingly get rich by farming in the game.

If they can roast and sell monster meat, wouldn't it be just as good for them to sell rice?

It's important to understand that as the number of players increases, food supply will become a major problem.

Tribes like Xishi and Gaoshi, with populations exceeding ten thousand, are relatively well-off. They rely on the mountains for sustenance and form hunting teams to hunt in the mountains every day. The blood and food they obtain are barely enough to sustain the entire tribe's needs.

But once the population increases, hunting in the mountains alone is far from enough to meet the daily consumption.

Moreover, hunting is inherently unpredictable.

The Qinghe tribe, for example, thrived because it was located near a major river and relied on hunting and fishing in the mountains.

However, if a large city like the Shanyun Military Department, with a population of millions, were to rely on hunting in the mountains to sustain its daily food needs, it would be nothing short of a pipe dream.

"Let's save up money and buy all these seeds before any players notice them."

As Si Dongquan followed Nian Dongjian's instructions, he pondered, "Based on my experience, this game will definitely become a huge hit online when it's officially released. We'll just become the biggest grain merchant in the newbie village."

Nian Dongjian waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Wake up, this is not the time for fantasy."

Before Si Dongquan could respond, Nian Dongjian changed the subject: "I've got it, that's it."

The two of them arrived in front of a dilapidated building. The charred stone walls were crooked and looked as if they would collapse at any moment.

She wasn't afraid at all, and strode into the stone house with her long legs.

She took out a bag of refined rice seeds wrapped in animal hide from the overturned earthenware jar, untied the rope, and peered inside: "It doesn't look particularly remarkable. Can it really yield four harvests a year?"

Hearing this, Si Dongquan also leaned in and pressed his face against the rice seed. He looked at the ordinary rice seed and put on an air of seniority.

"That's what you don't understand. In the end, it's just a game. The developers set it up to be this exaggerated. Mind your own business with Lingmi."

He continued, "Haven't you read those fantasy novels? Maybe eating one bowl of this stuff could stave off hunger for ten days?"

"You mean Senzu Beans?" Nian Dongjian rolled her eyes in annoyance. Did she really think she hadn't watched Dragon Ball?

She retied the opening of the animal skin bag: "Speaking of which, I suspect that all the writers of cultivation novels are from the South. Why is it all spirit rice and no spirit wheat?"

"Spirit rice is easier to describe, isn't it? Each grain is plump and contains spiritual light, and so on. How do you describe wheat? This white powder will make you feel like you're floating on air after eating it? It sounds like you're describing some kind of contraband."

"What you said makes sense."

The two casually tore off some eggs and quickly walked out of the stone house.

Next, the two of them prepared to split up and plant some seeds in different places to determine their yield and crop characteristics.

Unfortunately, the items sold in the game store only have a brief description and no detailed explanations. All the data needs to be tested by the sellers themselves.

Si Dongquan arrived at the village entrance, looked around thoughtfully, and said, "Wife, do you think it's possible for us to mobilize the villagers and get them to cut down all the trees around the newbie village?"

Compared to the Gaoshi and Qinghe tribes, the Xishi tribe is located in a more flat area, which is actually very suitable for cultivation into farmland.

Even though they weren't experts, agricultural students could tell that the area around Xishi Village was rich in fertile soil.

If the soil were barren, it would be impossible for such lush vegetation to grow.

"Stop thinking about these unnecessary things."

Nian Dongjian grabbed a handful of seeds and placed them in Si Dongquan's hand: "You go to the east side of the newbie village, I'll go to the west side, we'll talk after we've planted them."

……

Time always flies when you're farming.

When the two met again at the village entrance, it was already getting dark.

The large group that killed the slugs returned to the tribe in an orderly fashion, carrying pots and pots of slug sauce.

When it was time for dinner, Peng Zhi found that his barbecue business had become deserted.

Slug porridge was a bit unpalatable, but not to the point of being unpalatable.

If given a choice, most players would rather save their spiritual essence to exchange for money, or at the very least, save it up themselves to buy items from the in-game store.

After a day of gaming, the new batch of players seemed even more excited, and it looked like they wouldn't log off unless something came up in real life.

Not long after, Dog Brother and the others swaggered back to the tribe.

The four of them exuded a strong sense of oppression, with an average level of 21.

Before they could even show off to everyone, a player named Shangjun, despite the pressure, took the initiative to walk up to Dog Brother.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Dog Brother paused for two seconds before remembering that the young man was one of their earliest players: "I haven't seen you much before. Is there something you need?"

"Do you want to buy the military manual?" The kid tried to maintain a calm demeanor.

Dog Brother raised an eyebrow: "What military strategy?"

"The Earth-level Military Manual is the one that costs 100 Spirit Essence in the game store."

"The Secret of Qingxi?"

Dog saw Kid nod.

He quickly realized that this kid, like Peng Zhi, had probably found the military manual in the abandoned stone house in the beginner village a long time ago, but he hadn't shared it like Peng Zhi had.

If that's the case...

Dog Bro remained calm: "Sure, I'll buy it. How much are you planning to sell it for?"