Farming Games are All About Grinding

A few minutes later, Han Qiwu cheerfully controlled Little Electric to pick up the drops scattered on the ground.

Anyway, these Mist Butterflies don't drop Mist Fruits, so there's no worry about them sneaking a bite.

This wave attracted quite a number of Mist Butterflies, and the drops were weighty enough.

[Mist Mushroom Parent] ×6, [Mist Butterfly Egg] ×34.

Now, the trees at home will grow even faster.

Although it's still spring now, Han Qiwu continues to prepare for the future.

You can gather resources outdoors during spring, summer, and autumn, but once winter arrives, getting resources becomes a real hassle.

If by any chance those trees all turn into frozen trees, the difficulty of chopping them down would greatly increase.

Not to mention dropping fruits would be out of the question.

Spring is the time to hurry and tidy up the home base.

Previously, cutting down the trees at home had been partly to clear the plots and partly out of necessity.

Now that there are two wood-gathering avenues—Mist Forest and Miniature Forest of Ten Thousand Trees—the trees at home can be reserved for emergencies.

After collecting all the drops, Han Qiwu was in quite a good mood and continued exploring the surrounding area with Little Electric and Xiao Lai.

Half an hour later, as he was chopping trees, Han Qiwu suddenly felt the surrounding mist growing heavier. It was an unsettling sensation, as if sinking into a muddy swamp—every step and every axe swing required more effort.

He brought up the stamina status screen, carefully analyzing the situation.

Oh, in this environment, not only does axe-swinging consume an extra point of stamina, but his life value is also starting to drop slightly.

Why is this happening?

Could the mist be poisonous?

But he's wearing a mask!

Just to be safe, Han Qiwu packed up his belongings and ran with Xiao Lai and Little Electric toward the cobblestone path at a vertical distance.

When he reached the cobblestone path, Han Qiwu felt his stamina draining even more and quickly shoved a strawberry into his mouth, switching to snow-pattern flip-flops for better performance, then sprinted forward in giant strides.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

After a tough ten minutes, Han Qiwu finally ran back to the entrance willow tree.

The entrance willow tree was like a boundary between two worlds, its exterior crystal clear without a single wisp of mist.

Before leaving Mist Forest, Han Qiwu first tossed his two pets out. After raising his life and stamina values with raspberries, he stepped on the dividing line, removed his mask, and took a deep, satisfying breath.

The scent was sweet—cloying sweet, almost like roses but more overpowering!

However, the sweet indulgence came at a price—his life dropped by 30 points, and stamina reduced by 5 points.

Taking a cautious step back, Han Qiwu quickly munched on more supplies, shivering at the thought, "The potency of this mist is insane! It reduces both stamina and health. Without the Compass of Lost Paths, even with all the supplies I have, I might not have made it out."

Thank goodness for the compass.

Standing outside, Han Qiwu observed the mist, its color a faint pink that deepened progressively until, in just a few minutes, it resembled a thick, liquid-like substance.

No way I'm messing with that.

Han Qiwu meticulously noted down the time he felt the mist grow heavier and the time he left, calculated the total stamina and health consumption.

Next time he enters, he'll have his points of reference.

Research often involves repeated trials, after all.

"In summary, today's haul wasn't bad," Han Qiwu said with a smile, putting away his phone and heading home comfortably with his two pets.

Once home, he looked around and found that Little Prince and Little Shui hadn't returned yet.

Looks like they've started playing around again after being unchecked for a few days.

Leaving them aside for now, Han Qiwu walked over to the maple tree sapling, planted a Mist Mushroom Parent, then carefully placed a Mist Butterfly Egg on top.

Grow well now!

As for the mulberry saplings, Han Qiwu decided not to put Mist Silk Moths on them for the time being.

If he needs to rear silkworms later on, this little bit of mulberry leaves won't be enough for the household silkworms to feed on.

Silkworms have quite the appetite, as he had seen friends raise them before.

After finishing these tasks, while the sun hadn't set yet, Han Qiwu packed up 400 pieces of wood, some stones, and a box of freshly washed strawberries. First, he biked to the blacksmith shop to place an order for a fish pond, then headed straight to the breeding facility.

At the breeding facility, the sky was aglow with a fiery sunset.

"Big brother! I knew you'd come to deliver strawberries to me!"

Before Han Qiwu's bike had even fully stopped, Xiao Shu ran over with her little backpack, her voice brimming with excitement.

Seeing how eager Xiao Shu was, Han Qiwu quickly shouted, "Slow down, slow down."

But Xiao Shu casually shook her head, "I'm fine, I do this every day!"

"I meant slow down so you don't bump into and squash the strawberries," Han Qiwu teased intentionally, taking the box of freshly washed strawberries from his bike basket.

The strawberries glistened with beads of water, emitting a tempting fragrance that immediately locked Xiao Shu's gaze.

"Wow! Big brother, these strawberries are huge! I've never seen strawberries this big before!" Xiao Shu swiftly handed her backpack to Han Qiwu. "Big brother, you better check!"

Han Qiwu chuckled, handed Xiao Shu the strawberries, and opened her backpack to inspect.

Lifting it, he was pleasantly surprised—it was quite heavy.

Kids these days really don't have it easy.

After examining it thoroughly, Han Qiwu nodded in approval and said, "Very good, keep up the good work tomorrow. Go on, eat."

The moment Xiao Shu heard Han Qiwu's words, she eagerly grabbed a strawberry and started eating. Her expression was one of pure bliss.

Her small eyes squinted happily, and she'd occasionally shake her little head, looking beyond content.

"Thank you so much." Yang Yangyang, who had just finished a hard day's work, called out from behind the railing in her uniform.

Han Qiwu smiled, "It's no trouble at all."

Inside the facility, Han Qiwu touched the gallery and purchased a rabbit coop.

[Basic Rabbit Coop successfully purchased. Please select its placement location.]

After thinking for a moment, Han Qiwu placed the rabbit coop under the plane tree.

I've heard rabbits are quite timid, so it's best not to put them near Jilei Mountain or Hongyan Tower.

It wasn't just the cows' lowing sounds that were disruptive—those duck calls alone could torment the poor rabbits to death.

After settling the rabbit coop, Han Qiwu took another look at the requirements for purchasing the Intermediate Chicken Coop.

Just wait for me!

Tomorrow I'll bring you home!

Then it'll be egg-hatching time.

Too bad the meat chicken is a rooster—it can't lay a purebred Flame Bird egg. It'll only hatch some mixed fire birds.

Or should I call them fire chickens?

As the sky darkened completely, Han Qiwu found an excuse to slip away.

Staying any longer would mean joining them for dinner, and he didn't want to trouble them.

After a busy day, Master Han also pedaled back home.

Time to eat!

Back home, Little Prince and Little Shui still hadn't returned.

"Little Prince must have been leading Little Shui astray! Next time, I'll dock half his honey ration!" Han Qiwu shook his head and walked to the kitchen to grab two eggs and a starfish he had just collected today. He planned to make starfish egg custard as a little treat.

Too bad he didn't have time to pull up the crab traps today—he'd have to do it next time.