The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

"I don't understand."

Fat Tiger turned to look at Dog Brother and replied cheerfully.

He was genuinely pleased to discover that these Qinghe people actually remembered him.

Dog Bro was so angry he laughed: "You can't understand anything, yet you're talking so fluently?!"

"Anyway, we can communicate."

Fat Tiger replied and walked towards Manman.

Compared to other players, he was very familiar with the Qinghe tribe, and his unguarded demeanor was just like returning to his hometown.

Although Manman remained vigilant, he did not tell Panghu to stay put.

"Relax, relax."

Fat Tiger walked over to Manman and pointed at the player team: "They don't seem to have any ill intentions."

Manman then followed Panghu's finger and turned his gaze to the other players, immediately relaxing completely: "Oh, it's you guys."

He saw Peng Zhi standing in the player team.

The fact that Gian has come back to life is too bizarre, and it's still uncertain whether it's actually Gian himself.

Seeing players like Peng Zhi who had previously helped them, we can at least be sure they are not enemies.

He was puzzled because the reinforcements that suddenly appeared had all run away at the same time, and his Qinghe tribe hadn't even had a chance to express their gratitude.

Seeing Man Man smiling at him, Peng Zhi's eyes lit up: "You even remember me? This game really knows how to provide players with a sense of accomplishment, doesn't it? Could there be a hidden reputation system?"

As we all know, in all role-playing games, reputation is just a simple numerical value.

Even if a player raises their reputation to the Savior level, the NPCs' attitude towards the player remains unchanged. If a player bumps into an NPC while walking, the NPC will still yell at them.

This kind of gaming experience actually significantly impacts immersion.

But the game "The Original" is clearly different.

Looking at the reactions of the NPCs in front of him, Peng Zhi felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction that shot straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He even suspected that if his reputation was raised high enough, he might be elected as the village chief by these NPCs.

Manman gestured for his subordinates to make way: "Anyway, come in first. Someone should have already informed the clan leader."

The players were very excited, finding everything novel and interesting. As soon as they entered Qinghe Tribe, they quickly dispersed.

The dog scattering was too fast; Manman had no time to stop it. It felt like forgetting to leash a dog while walking it, and then turning around to find the dog gone.

Logically speaking, when you're in someone else's home, even out of politeness, you shouldn't wander around, right?

Manman's eyelids twitched wildly, and he inexplicably felt that he had been a bit hasty in letting players in.

Fortunately, with players like Gian and Campus Spring Colors setting examples, he was mentally prepared for this.

Otherwise, he should have already started gathering his troops to capture the player.

……

Xishi Tribe.

The tribe became much quieter at this time.

Excluding players who went to Qinghe Tribe and those who went out to explore in groups, there are only about a dozen players still staying in the tribe.

Of course, the players who stayed behind have gotten used to it.

For these lifestyle enthusiasts, it's actually more peaceful without anyone bothering them.

On the open space that Chenglu and Ashui named "Shuilu".

Ah Shui, beaming, announced: "I hereby declare the trial run a success."

After a long period of hard work, they finally created their first machine tool in the game.

Of course, this is not one of those behemoths in modern industry that are powered by electricity or steam, but a processing device that uses mechanical principles and is driven by human power.

But the two of them were already quite satisfied with the axles and transmission mechanism on the machine tool.

Due to the lack of steel, they carefully selected hardwoods with straight grain and fine texture to make the bed of the machine tool.

The core power comes from an ingenious system consisting of flexible wooden poles, ropes, and hand cranks.

A long, resilient wooden rod is cleverly fixed to one end of the machine bed, like a giant bow. A rope is used to wrap around the workpiece or spindle, and the other end is connected to a hand crank.

Indeed, it is not very durable and cannot achieve high processing precision.

Moreover, one must be careful during use to avoid using too much force and breaking this primitive machine tool apart.

Even with its drawbacks, the fact that such a machine could be handcrafted under extremely limited raw material conditions is something to be proud of.

Cheng Lu stood in front of the machine tool, arms outstretched: "This wooden, hand-cranked machine tool, full of the warmth of handcrafting, is the first silent and solid cornerstone leading to the future torrent of steel and digital precision."

Ah Shui spat out, "Don't use such long and complicated sentences, I'm warning you."

"Forget about long and complicated sentences, this is the romance that belongs to us craftsmen."

Fu Yun stood at the edge of the open space by the waterway, his breathing somewhat rapid.

He was truly astonished.

If you're not familiar with computers, you probably wouldn't realize how outrageous this is.

Every game with modeling actually has a minimum model unit, which can be simply understood as a basic element. All models in the game are made up of points, lines, and surfaces composed of basic elements.

The smaller this basic element, the higher the model accuracy, but correspondingly, the greater the computational load.

This is why most games suffer from clipping issues, due to insufficient precision.

The game Fu Yun is currently playing allows him to collect materials and craft a machine tool, with a level of precision that is virtually indistinguishable from reality.

It's important to know that the smallest fundamental particles in reality are quarks and electrons, which are a thousand times smaller than protons, which are invisible to the naked eye.

Theoretically speaking, even if the performance of current equipment were increased a hundredfold, it would still be impossible to support such a massive amount of computation.

Fu Yun seemed somewhat dazed.

He was certain that this game was something that humans could not create at present.

"Hey, bro?"

Ah Shui suddenly patted Fu Yun.

His train of thought was suddenly interrupted, and he shuddered in fright.

"What are you doing, buddy?"

Ah Shui paused for a moment, then cut to the chase: "I've been watching you for so long, are you planning to join us?"

Fu Yun wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead and subconsciously replied, "Ah, yes, yes."

Ah Shui, oblivious to the perfunctory tone, clasped his hands together and smiled, "That's great! We're short-staffed right now. Do you have any experience in this area?"

"...What kind of experience?"

"Experience in making weapons."

Ah Shui made a gun gesture and made two "bang bang" sounds.

"This kind of experience is hard to come by."

Fu Yun was startled. Where did this outlaw come from?

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just a game. The only challenge we haven't overcome yet is the seamless steel pipe, but we're already making progress."

Ah Shui, in a familiar manner, put his arm around Fu Yun: "When the time comes, I'll give you an AK and you a Laifu. Let's grow bigger and stronger and create new glories."