Farming Games are All About Grinding

"Let's go, I'll help you get your revenge." Han Qiwu put away his axe and patted Xiao Lai's round head.

"Puff-puff!"

Xiao Lai bounced excitedly a couple of times.

After resting for more than an hour, the swelling around their eyes had gone down quite a bit, even the frozen tree sap used for icing had been secretly consumed by these two foodies.

"Chirp chirp!"

Fully recovered, Little Electric eagerly carried Xiao Lai on its back and took the initiative to lead the way for Han Qiwu.

Once they arrived near the area, Han Qiwu narrowed his eyes cautiously, carefully scanning his surroundings.

With enhanced vision, he had become more sensitive to light.

Even though they had ventured deeper into the Mist Forest, the concentration of mist here didn't increase but instead decreased. The light ahead wasn't very penetrating; from afar, they could only see clusters of small glowing spots, numerous and scattered.

After estimating the distance, Han Qiwu strode forward.

One step.

Two steps.

Ten steps.

They're here!

Han Qiwu closed his eyes just as planned and quickly covered Xiao Lai's and Little Electric's eyes.

"Attack straight ahead and try to expand the range as much as possible."

"Zap-puff!"

Poison Liquid Radio unleashed its onslaught!

Venom and electricity raged through, quickly knocking these peculiar mist worms to the ground in front of Han Qiwu.

As the number of special mist worms decreased, the golden glow in front of him grew dimmer.

"It's indeed the light emanating from them. But why is that?" Han Qiwu cautiously tried to open his eyes little by little.

In midair, dozens of special mist worms were hanging down by their silk threads, each emitting a dazzling golden light which fluctuated in brightness as they moved.

"Swish swish swish!"

Han Qiwu swung his ice stick, smashing it at the mist worms, successfully inspecting their information.

[Golden Light Worm]

[Level: 40]

[Attack Methods: Silk Spinning, Summoning, Emitting Light]

[Note: Golden Light Worms still retain some characteristics of the original parent creature]

"Golden Light Worms? The parent creature? Could they be mutated versions of mist worms? What's causing the mutation?" Han Qiwu frowned as he eliminated these Golden Light Worms, not giving them a chance to use their summoning ability.

The creatures summoned by Golden Light Worms must be Golden Butterflies, right?

Without an appropriate method to evade the golden light, he decided for now not to provoke the Golden Butterflies.

The goal today was wood harvesting!

Before long, more than thirty Golden Light Worms were all knocked to the ground, their glowing bodies dimmed.

Scanning the surroundings, Han Qiwu struggled to observe through the thin mist.

He discovered something unusual about the trees here—they were all towering giants.

They seemed to be the kind that produced hardwood.

This is a great opportunity!

With the eventual upgrade of the barn, there would certainly be more milk production. He needed to gather more hardwood to make a cheese press.

"Little Electric, collect these worms into the bag first. I'll go cut down some of the big trees nearby."

After assigning tasks, Han Qiwu began relentlessly chopping away at the nearby trees.

[Hardwood]×3.

"No other drops, huh?" Han Qiwu thought greedily.

Even though one large tree yielded three blocks of hardwood—a respectable ratio—humans are never truly satisfied.

"Never mind, this is just the first phase. Who knows, maybe the second phase will have even better trees!".

Soon, Han Qiwu harvested over thirty pieces of hardwood.

"Flap flap flap."

"Flap flap flap."

Suddenly, flapping sounds came from behind him. Following the sound, he looked back to see clusters of glowing spheres charging toward him like miniature suns.

This is bad.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Han Qiwu grabbed the hardwood on the ground and swiftly stored it in his inventory, before turning to run.

But this is odd—

Where did the Golden Butterflies come from?

Hadn't all those Golden Light Worms been dealt with?

Yet when he turned to check whether Poison Liquid Radio had made its escape—

He understood the situation.

Little Electric's two claws: one claw gripping the bag, another clutching a lively, squirming Golden Light Worm.

Bright as ever.

Mid-flight, Little Electric even used the worm's light to illuminate its path.

"Next time, no playing with Golden Light Worms! You can kill me, but don't humiliate me!" After figuring out what had happened, Han Qiwu scolded Little Electric nearby.

Encountering Golden Butterflies was really detrimental to the efficiency of wood harvesting.

Just like that, at least ten segments of hardwood were lost.

"Chirp chirp..."

Little Electric lowered its head in shame and let go of the Golden Light Worm it held.

What could I do without a flashlight?

Generating electricity is so exhausting!

As they fled the area to prepare for a short rest before returning for more hardwood cutting, Han Qiwu suddenly noticed the faint pink mist he'd seen earlier on the lake.

The pink mist suddenly emerged from the center of the last region, spreading rapidly and consuming the glowing spheres within moments.

"Over here, I'll take you and run!" Han Qiwu swapped into multilayer-soled shoes, sprinting down the cobblestone path toward the outskirts of the Mist Forest.

Eight minutes later, nearly losing his shoes, Han Qiwu burst out of the entrance.

Mere seconds later, the pink mist enveloped the entrance as well.

"Huff huff huff."

Harvesting wood—do you think that's easy?

"Chirp chirp."

Looking at Little Electric's aggrieved expression, Han Qiwu smiled and patted its feathered head.

Luckily this mischievous bird brought the Golden Butterflies. Otherwise, if they'd stayed in that area, they might not have outrun the pink mist.

"Good performance this time. Here's a Mist Fruit for you as a reward."

Little Electric: "??????"

What's happening?

Xiao Lai: "...."

Master, are you playing mood swings here?

Han Qiwu cleared his throat: "Ahem, you're all tired, aren't you? Let's go home and rest for a bit."

From his mount's bracelet, Han Qiwu summoned his little horse and jumped onto it.

"Hyah!"

He had thought earlier about using the little horse to escape, but reconsidered since it hadn't been trained much. The Mist Forest was full of stumps, and crashing into one would risk severely injuring the horse's legs.

He'd have to train the little horse for high-speed obstacle evasion after returning.

Once home, Han Qiwu headed straight to the bathroom.

After showering, he felt a profound appreciation for his humanity.

Reborn into the world.

In the yard, Han Qiwu sorted out the items in his inventory, laying packages of wood-enclosed amber out on the roof to dry.

"Zzzzzzz!"

Following the noise, Han Qiwu couldn't help but shake his head.

Little Electric's small bird-brain had come up with another idea.

It flew above the river, diligently trying to condense electricity between its two claws.

The converging currents formed a small, bright sphere, dazzling in appearance.

Little Electric felt quite proud of itself at the moment.

I am the genius of application! Adaptation Master!

Electric Jellyfish, watch me blind your jellyfish eyes!

The electric jellyfish in the river: "......."

Unaffected by the light, it simply floated on the river surface, using five of its tentacles to shape a middle finger.

Go ahead, shine all you want. If I close my eyes, I'll admit defeat!