Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"Let's follow the dirt road and find a place that can shelter us from the wind and rain. It's time to go back."

"Going back now?"

Urahara was eager to find out what was going on in the back room; he was very interested in this fascinating world.

"I still have to go catch ghosts."

With Gojo Satoru in hand, what traps? What weakening? If Kibu Shinobu and Muzan could escape after the domain was deployed, then it was 100% Gojo Satoru holding back!

"Then I'll go with you; maybe I can be of some help."

"Tsk, pay up."

The three walked straight ahead along the path. Apart from the rustling of the wind blowing through the wheat fields, the only other sounds were the crawling of worms underground.

Slippery, sticky...

Sometimes having excellent hearing can be a problem.

Just then, Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke up: "Boss, what's that thing up ahead?"

Yang Bo stopped discussing the points with Urahara Kisuke and looked in the direction Gojo Satoru was pointing.

A huge, straw-colored ball of flesh is 'wriggling' in the wheat field, moving very slowly.

"What is this thing?"

Yang Bo took the Legendary Notes out of his backpack and opened them.

However, the notes only contained information about the worm entity, and there was no information about the fleshy ball at all.

"A special entity?! We'll have to take a look!"

If it were a corpse, a hound, or a death moth, Yang Bo would definitely go over and kill it on the spot, but he was very interested in this special entity.

The ball of flesh may have seen them, but it showed no intention of attacking or running away, continuing to slowly nibble on the wheat field.

The white name proves that it has no malicious intent.

"Grove?"

Yang Bo walked to the fleshy ball and carefully examined it before finding out which side was the head.

The creature stared at him with its two small, round, black eyes, and its large mouth, buried in its bloated fat, still held some wheat in its mouth. It was curiously examining him.

Its giant, round, spherical body looks like a wrinkled balloon. It has no obvious neck, and its short, thick limbs are hidden beneath its fleshy body.

"Hello."

"Waaah—waaah—"

The fleshy ball, which was a full two and a half meters in diameter, responded with two calls, and then walked rather 'laboriously' from the wheat field onto the dirt road.

Then, while humming and hawing, he drew an arrow on the dirt road, pointing deep into the wheat field.

"Lake water"

Then another arrow was drawn.

"Barn" "People"

Finally, it drew a long arrow.

"exit"

Yang Bo stared in disbelief at the arrows and words on the ground.

"Holy crap? This guy can write?! And in Chinese, no less?!"

Chapter 168 Unexpected Almond Water

"Actually, I feel you could just roll away."

Watching Grove wriggle along the dirt road toward the wheat field, Yang Bo couldn't help but offer his well-intentioned reminder.

This creature has four limbs, but they are mostly covered by the folds of its abdomen, and can only be seen slightly when it takes a step.

If it stands still, you can't see the fact that it has legs at all.

It stopped moving, then wriggled around for a moment before moving away from the spot and continuing towards the wheat field.

"It's easy to get hooked and can't stop."

Yang Bo glanced at the writing on the dirt road, then at the guy's round body.

He immediately gave a thumbs up: "What you said makes a lot of sense. I'm speechless."

It turns out that this guy not only has the ability to communicate with homeless people, but also possesses a considerable level of intelligence.

It's just that its appearance is a bit lacking; otherwise, it would be nice to take it home and adopt it.

"we…"

Just as Yang Bo was about to leave, Gojo Satoru suddenly asked, "Yang Bo, you didn't collect your almond water from here, did you?"

"How is that possible! Aside from some tools in the randomly spawning barns, there's absolutely no food in this level. Where are you going to get almond water...?"

"The sweat that seeps out of its body has the same composition as the almond water you gave me."

"???"

Yang Bo looked at Gojo Satoru's blue "six eyes," and then at Grove, who was wriggling into the wheat field at noon and feasting.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed observed that liquid was constantly seeping from the folds of the plant and flowing into the wheat field.

He walked up to me, touched it with his hand, and put it in front of his nose.

A faint scent of almond water wafted directly into his nose.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Almond water is freshly made! It's extracted and processed from the almond water ocean by the almond water factory, how could it possibly ooze from a fleshy ball?

"No, I have to take it back and keep it in captivity... cough cough, I mean, to do some research on it."

Just as Yang Bo reached out to take it back to the main world and raise it properly, suddenly, images of hungry wanderers arriving at level 10 flashed through his mind.

He sighed.

"Forget it, let's go!"

Kisuke Urahara stepped forward and asked, "You don't want it anymore? If you don't want it, can I take it back?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Yang Bo glared at Urahara Kisuke:

"Although I claim to be a man of great integrity, I'd rather leave this kind of neutral intelligent entity alone. If a starving homeless person comes along, they can just lick it a couple of times and live a little longer. So let it stay here."

Lick it a couple of times?

Kisuke Urahara stared at the "Gruf" that looked like a large, fleshy Bodhi tree. If he wasn't starving, no one would want to lick it.

"Then I'll listen to you."

Yang Bo glanced at the meatball gnawing on wheat and shook his head slightly.

This creature clearly has a symbiotic relationship with the wheat field; the almond water it produces promotes the growth of the wheat, while it itself needs the wheat to survive.

'Sigh, I'm still too kind.'

The homeless already have it tough enough, so let's not take advantage of the few remaining friendly entities.

More than ten minutes later, a different scene finally appeared in the boundless wheat field: a huge barn appeared deep in the wheat field.

"You two shouldn't discuss the world for now. It looks like it's about to rain. Let's go to the barn to rest for a bit, and then we'll go back."

Level 10: Abundant sky, perpetually leaden gray and overcast, constant daylight, no day or night, occasionally shrouded in mist or light drizzle.

Occasionally, scattered barns, abandoned farmhouses, windmills, and clusters of still lakes can be found in the wheat fields.

Barns and farmhouses can be found with some wood, nails, old farm tools, and discarded tractor parts, which can be considered a level of building material production.

"Alright, if I have time, I hope to come and visit again."

"We'll talk about that when we have time."

Yang Bo sped up and rushed toward the barn. He walked through the wheat field, causing the wheat to sway slightly, but he didn't step on a single stalk.

It's like leaving footprints in the snow, but those footprints disappear quickly.

The heavy solid wood barn door, accompanied by a teeth-grinding creak, was easily pushed open by Yang Bo.

A gust of air, carrying the scent of wheat husks, dried sawdust, and a faint aroma of wheat, wafted towards me.

"The door hinges need lubrication!"

The interior was dimly lit, with only a few clean small windows high up letting in a hazy glimmer of sunlight.

Yang Bo took a torch out of his backpack and stuck it into the wall of the barn. The flickering flames illuminated part of the barn.

Rusty rakes, sickles, and wooden plows hang haphazardly on the wooden wall, looking as if they haven't been used for a long time.

"This place looks alright; with a little tidying up, it could be habitable."

Gojo Satoru surveyed the environment inside the barn and made his final assessment.

Yang Bo nodded slightly. For Steve, tidying up and decorating was a piece of cake.

"From now on, this will be my base in level 10 Abundance. If it weren't for the scarcity of resources here, life here would actually be quite nice."

With a thought, a white mist appeared.

"Let's go back first."

Gojo Satoru walked into the mist with his hands in his pockets, while Urahara Kisuke said with a reluctant look, "Next time you have time, don't forget to take me with you."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, my time is very valuable."

Pushing Kisuke Urahara into the mist, Satoru Gojo stared intently, desperately trying to analyze the situation. But no matter how he used his abilities, Six-Eyed kept telling him that it was just ordinary mist.

A few seconds later, the three returned to the main world.

"A raccoon dog?"

Gojo Satoru stared at Chopper, who was sitting at the table eating cake, and subconsciously spoke up.