CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 42: PLAN FOR EXPANDING THE TERRITORY

Zhu Zhengwei’s days were quite leisurely.

He leisurely went downstairs to the playground and ran a few laps, then played a few matches in ranking games at the dormitory, reaching midday directly.

As for civilization development?

Let the bullets fly for a while.

The "steam" explosion of the Witch civilization in this four-dimensional world has just begun, no rush.

By noon, Zhu Zhengwei still ignored the two Kings of Competition busying themselves on the dormitory computers, nor did he bother to look at the antics of those two promoting themselves, and went directly to have lunch.

It was only when he came back for a nap that he began to contemplate the road ahead.

....

Bamboo Scenic Village.

Zhu Zhengwei returned to the place where the dream began.

The old house on this mountain was the same as before, devoid of human presence, with lush green trees, and no traces of people.

This was as it should be.

The population was never thriving, most of it was wilderness, and coupled with the fact that it hasn’t been long since the construction of the "Wall of Ten Thousand Stones" to fend off the Sea Race, too many slaves died, greatly reducing the population.

"And here, it seems to have become some kind of forbidden area, reportedly contracted by some wealthy businessman for protection," Zhu Zhengwei pushed open the dusty door.

"As for which wealthy businessman, no need to think to know who it is."

Five hundred years of old houses built.

The big brother, parents of this world, were all dead, but faint memories of scenes in the house remained.

Zhu Zhengwei revealed a hint of sentiment, after looking around curiously, a thought flickered.

Whoosh!

All the dust in the house was blown outside.

"Has he come back and left a longevity diary?"

Zhu Zhengwei sensed something in a hidden compartment of the floor, but was not in a hurry to look.

Zhu Zhengwei sat on the chair by the window sill, in front of the solid wood table, facing the bright dappled sunlight, began to think like he did back then, re-evaluating what he should do next.

"The Age of Enlightenment of the first civilization world is over, it has officially set sail for explosion, I should also continue with my affairs."

Quickly, he wrote on parchment two new goals for perfecting the world framework:

First, expand the number of servers.

Second, improve the quality of the servers.

The number is easy to understand.

After all, now a thousand servers providing the world map for exploration is not quite enough.

Given the current extent of world development explosion, more servers must be added.

"And with my cultivation, as my Spiritual Power increases, my upper limit is also rising, it seems like adding two thousand more servers in one go, expanding the map threefold, is no big deal," Zhu Zhengwei was very bold.

Stay low and develop?

That’s of course.

But limiting one’s development speed is just foolish!

He wished he could take off in a day, maxing out the current server capacity in one go, and then let the snowball roll.

"The less those two promote, the better, if they do promote, it’ll be a headache, anyway, no matter how niche this game is, I can now easily gather a few thousand wallpaper-sleep players."

"As for the candidates, choices must be made."

He pressed his temple, looking calm,

"Who they are doesn’t matter, where they live does."

"The location of these two thousand new servers should ideally be at the borders of my Dream Net, in the peripheries of Mountain City, forming evenly distributed ’nodes’ like stars, expanding the territory of the Mobile Dream Net as much as possible!"

Centralizing servers is prone to problems.

Spreading out, expanding the radiation range of each server, that’s the right way.

Much like 5G signals, where many base stations in one place, widely distributed, strengthens the signal.

"Hmm, here, and here..." Sitting in the house, Zhu Zhengwei quickly identified new server areas, then thought of the next issue:

Server quality.

"These servers are of too low quality, the Qi they provide is too low quality."

Although it’s not perceivable now, it may very well be a major problem in the future.

Thinking ahead, better safe than sorry.

In Zhu Zhengwei’s view, if the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of a world are too weak, too impure, it will surely affect future development.

"Since the four-dimensional world officially operates, improving the level of miners, mining efficiency, and mining quality is critical."

Zhu Zhengwei thought for a moment, tapping the table while sitting on the chair, calmly said, "Although I can slightly sense that as they continue mining and exercising their brains, getting stronger, the mining effect increases."

"But this passive growth rate and efficiency is too low, it must be improved, it’s best to have the miners proactively enhance mining efficiency."

"Hmm, enhancing mining efficiency means letting the miners cultivate ’Witchcraft,’ strengthening their souls, but they won’t bring this powerful cultivation into reality, it will be sealed deep in their minds when awake."

"But, how to persuade these chicken-server miners to train more, provide more computing power, and selflessly devote their minds and bodies to the natives?"

This is difficult.

Though not a pleasant metaphor, it’s like telling a broiler to exercise more, so they’re chewier and more flavorful when eaten.

The same principle applies to these broiler servers.

Although, just a little virtual reward could make them madly grind, meticulously level up, dutifully cycling players have always been the most reliable harvest, directly exploiting will also cause significant problems.

"There is also another problem."

"Even if they do cultivate, what if like in myths, these Immortal Herbs come to life and run off, which would be even stranger? I must also prevent their movements!"

He kept pondering, but soon calmed down, "This is a very distant issue, when they really can run, if any problem arises, I’ll simply choose to fix the malicious game bugs of them moving around, and the wallpaper game model clipping."

Zhu Zhengwei sorted out item by item, sighing at how busy he truly was!

How grand are the creator gods in others’ stories and legends?

Yet here I am, always thinking about the daily necessities of life, thinking about mining rig operations, thinking about recruiting more world miners!

It’s really tough.

Every beginning is difficult, starting a business is not easy.

"So, after careful consideration, the second closed beta update is also determined, population expansion to four thousand, and new game content."

He glanced over, looking towards some Immortal Herbs in an Immortal Pool, they were still discussing those things.

"Last night, it was so cool."

"Wuwuwu, Shiguang Emperor, I love you! I want to have your babies."

"Damn, we can only quietly watch all of this."

"It’s just a wallpaper game, even if there’s a little interaction, haven’t you seen our collective shout at the end, the resultant wave? Those people also reacted to it, you could say it was the developer’s mindful Easter egg."

...

They kept chatting, immersed in that emotion.

Zhu Zhengwei thought for a moment, his mind stirred, saying: "There must be an opportunity, how to teach them to practice, the Qi Eating Skill."

"Got it, it’s actually quite simple, as long as you inadvertently place the foundation volume of the ’Sutra of All Living Creatures’ in front of them, to be seen by them, that’s enough."

Zhu Zhengwei pondered, placing a newly spawned Immortal Herb to "randomly" grow in front of his thatched house window.

And his expression was gentle, sitting in the old house observing a volume of ’Sutra of All Living Creatures’

And as soon as that Immortal Herb saw itself, it got excited.

"Isn’t that God... this scene is so beautiful!"

But only seeing him reading a while, this man with a tear mole sitting on the bench, relaxed in expression, happening to put down the ’Sutra of All Living Creatures’ in his hand, with a certain page lying open on the window sill, seen by this plant, "Wow, is this the Qi Eating Skill? What will happen when we cultivate it?"

But Zhu Zhengwei pretended not to know, suddenly reaching out from afar, the hidden compartment opened, an ancient diary flew into his hand.

He let them peek, also considering it a moment to finish up the server preparation matters.

While they were secretly learning from this book, Zhu Zhengwei couldn’t help but become solemn, planning to check the contents of the second longevity diary, the experiences of Zhang Zhi over these centuries.