Farming Together wIth Interstellar People

he replied with a stiff upper lip, “It’s still necessary to play? Just by reading the game description I know it’s a game with no content, boring gameplay and focused on cheating money, whoever plays it will know!”

He was confident that he still had an eye for games.

Sure enough, hearing him say this, many people responded, saying that even if they saw the game, they wouldn’t click in to play it.

There were even sharp-eyed netizens who found the Chinese point.
[Aha, look what I see? This game is using the E class virtual reality game builder.
This builder can only reach 75% realism and the picture quality is rough.
Since it can only accommodate five hundred people, it is nothing more than a stone hammer asking for scam money, right? But the game designer has a little brain, and knows that this can’t cheat many people…]

[Tsk.
They really want to pit money from our players.
Don’t put any money in it.
Just E level, only five hundred people, so little people will look down on it!]

The late-night diving party had bubbled out in response, and there were even older brothers and sisters who had just come out of the popular combat game and whose grumpiness hadn’t been completely eliminated, cursing the designers of this game as a disgusting bloodsucker, specializing in sucking the blood of players.
Even if they jumped from the abyss and were swallowed by the ugly abyssal monster, they would never, never, never play this stupid game!

In the meantime, the post was filled with emotions, and everyone wanted to take the game designer out and get rid of them.
Even Mo Song, who posted the post, didn’t expect that a small tirade would cause such a big stir.

Somehow, his heart beat a little faster, not a sign of irritability, but a faint, not very good feeling.

Mo Song froze, took the candy with true-refreshing effect placed on the table, stuffed it into his mouth, after which casually refreshed the page, sharp-eyed in the latest follow-up post saw the distinctive presence.

[Although you have not played at all, to conclude that this is a trash game, do you not think you are too arbitrary?]

Black eyes slightly widened, Mo Song sneered.
Sure enough, the barbarians arrived late.

The people’s eyes were discerning, [Don’t think a nice name can fool me, I won’t fall for it!]

The other side, [Tsk.
You say so much but still haven’t gone to play? Anyway, I don’t believe that such words without factual basis, if you have the ability, to go to play, ah.
And play well back and then tell us whether it is fun~]

With a tsk, Mo Song’s temper was successfully ignited.
He didn’t care if he became a hooked fish, shot up and said, [I’m going! I’m going! I have played so many games and am not afraid of anyone.
Just wait! Wait for grandpa to play well before your face swells up!]

After saying that, he directly left the post, and ran next door to register a game account.
Before he left, he deliberately glanced at the user name of the person.
Well…the name was “Warm Light Beast’s Family”? Okay, grandpa remembered you!

But…he had never heard of the species Warm Light Beast.

Mo Song scratched his head before entering the game’s registration page, but he didn’t notice that in addition to him, there were many bad-tempered old brothers and sisters also pushed by “Warm Light Beast’s Family” compulsion, that responded to the call, and followed him to register for the game.

They could be civilized Interstellar people, in order to be more justified when they said that it was a garbage game.
They didn’t mind spending five minutes to ten minutes gaining first-hand experience.

[Let’s go, let’s go! Brothers and I will rush together and teach the game designer a good lesson!]

However, the vast majority of others were spectators with the mindset of watching and even betting that those who ran off to play the game would be back in a few minutes.

When Bai Li posted, the time frame had narrowed down to less than five minutes, but he felt that those people wouldn’t be back tonight.

He touched his face, found it somewhat hot, and thought that he really couldn’t do this kind of hotheaded behavior, not to mention that he also performed like a live barbarian.
Hey, in order to get the netizens to play the game, he was really working painstakingly.

The idea of posting in the forum for publicity wasn’t necessary now.
According to the popularity of the post, the first batch of Carefree Farmstead players, with a cap of 500 people, would be completed soon.

His finger unconsciously brushed against Supreme’s spine, eliciting a “mee-ow” from the kitty full of confusion.
Just now when the human was concerned about StarNet posts, he was actually a little sleepy, but thought he would become lonely if he fell asleep, so he braced himself to stay with him.
Now the human seemed to be done, so he rolled his tail around the human’s wrist and squinted his big golden eyes at him, giving him the signal that he wanted to go to sleep.

In the immortal world, Bai Li rarely rested.
However, this shell was of an ordinary human, and he inevitably felt sleepy.
Today he was busy from morning to night.
Even if his divine soul power was strong enough, by now, he would also have a few hints of sleepiness.
When he saw Supreme’s urgings, he decided to fulfill his wish.

He got up and walked to the bed with Supreme in his arms, put the tiny cat ball on the pillow, went to the bathroom to change into his pajamas and soon lay down under the covers as well.

“Good night, Supreme.”

“Meow~”

The breathing of one person and one cat soon became light, while the discussion on StarNet about Carefree Farmstead exploded at a certain moment.

[Jeez! Are you guys livestock? You said you wouldn’t play, so why was the 500 people limit already full when I went!!!]

[Are my eyes blind? The number of people at the beginning was 2, then suddenly became 302, then after a few seconds again became 500? I couldn’t even react in time and now I don’t have a spot.]

[? Now the threshold to see the fun has become so high…]

[In the end, what is going on, ah? Is the game designer spending money to buy people to play in? Otherwise how did it fill so quickly? Isn’t it just a hot chicken game?]

[By the way, how many minutes have passed now? How come that group of people still hasn’t come out…]

[According to my precise calculation, 27 minutes and 43 seconds have passed now.
So what the hell did they encounter? :)]

Translator Notes:

 They are really interesting mammals! The only canine species that hibernates like a bear during really snowy seasons.
Tanuki are a subspecies, or Racoon dogs.
Pretty sure a lot of people have heard the Japanese folktales of these mischievous creatures.  To win a game in China, they call it having ‘chicken dinner.’ (Winner winner, chicken dinner.) So to be a hot chicken game crusher, you cheat wins to beat a game.