"Redstone? Sure."
After a brief moment of thought, Lu Ze agreed.
While he had packed the game with plenty of basic tutorials on redstone and command blocks, it still wasn’t enough for most players.
Now was a good time to open their eyes and give them some inspiration.
"Let’s head to the western outpost then."
Lu Ze patted the dragon’s back, and the silver flood dragon instantly turned westward, speeding ahead.
Soon, a sprawling cyberpunk-style city came into view.
A crisscrossing network of roads, the towering Arasaka Tower, and neon signs of all kinds…
This was Night City, a replica of the main city from Cyberpunk 2077 in Lu Ze’s previous life.
Enhanced by high-resolution texture packs and ray tracing, the city’s grandeur and sense of isolation were almost overwhelming.
Zhong Yi had never seen architecture like this before, but just the sight of its dazzling exterior left him speechless with awe.
The live chat exploded with comments.
[Damn, is this really Minecraft?]
[No, this is Someone Else’s World…]
[Looking at my own dirt hut, I feel so ashamed!]
[When Lu the Tyrant mentioned the western outpost, does that mean there are other bases in the east, south, and north?]
[Lu the Tyrant is way too hardcore!]
[This city looks amazing—will there be an illusion realm based on it in the future?]
...
"Senior Brother Zhong, do you think I built this city?"
Lu Ze thought of a question and asked with a chuckle.
"Obviously. If not you, then who? Me?"
Zhong Yi laughed dryly, assuming Lu Ze was just showing off, and shot back.
"Uh…"
Lu Ze blinked.
In a way, it was Zhong Yi.
Back then, Lu Ze had only drawn up the blueprints—the actual construction was handled by his hardworking team of cyber spirits.
His role was just fine-tuning.
Among them, the most diligent was the ever-reliable One-Point-Two.
"Anyway, where’s the redstone contraption? That’s why I’m here."
Zhong Yi, remembering his main purpose, quickly asked.
"Don’t rush. It’s right here."
Lu Ze jumped off the dragon’s back and rode his flying sword to the center of Night City, stopping before a massive screen.
"You absolute… You could just fly in Creative Mode, but no, you have to flex with your flying sword…"
Zhong Yi couldn’t help but mutter.
Lu Ze tapped the red block beneath the screen, and suddenly, the enormous display lit up, showing a farmland.
At first, Zhong Yi didn’t understand what Lu Ze was doing.
But when Lu Ze flew back to the platform and hopped on a button a few times, a smiling sunflower sprouted in the farmland.
Zhong Yi’s jaw dropped.
The chat went wild.
[Is that a Spirit Sunflower??]
[Holy crap, playing Plants vs. Zombies inside Minecraft???]
[This is insane!]
[My senior brother asked why I’m watching this stream on my knees…]
[No way I’m ever learning this.]
[And here I thought redstone was just for making torches…]
...
"This… this…"
Zhong Yi was utterly stunned, pointing at the screen running Spirit Plants vs. Zombies but unable to form words.
"There’s a lot to unpack here. Want me to explain, or would you rather figure it out yourself?"
Lu Ze grinned.
This was, in fact, an enormous computer.
Behind the screen, the "hardware"—a structure so vast it blotted out the sky—was the real challenge.
It was the culmination of knowledge from all the technical players of his past life, representing the pinnacle of redstone engineering in the current version.
"How am I supposed to learn this…? Got anything simpler?"
Zhong Yi asked with a bitter smile.
"Simpler… Hmm, yeah."
Lu Ze thought back to Zhong Yi’s livestream and took him on the dragon to the back of Night City, where his massive underground factory lay.
Rows of towering mechanical structures, dozens of blocks high, once again left Zhong Yi dazzled.
"Is this an iron farm? Damn, how much iron does this thing produce…?"
Zhong Yi gaped at the structure that stretched beyond his line of sight.
His own contraption was nothing compared to this!
His rickety machine at home spawned one iron golem at a time, and he had to constantly reset the villagers’ sleep cycles.
Lu Ze’s setup?
Hundreds of villagers, divided into dozens of layers, trapped in beds with nowhere to go.
All they did was wait for the redstone mechanism to trigger, summoning zombies to scare them.
Best of all, it was fully automated, activating every thirty-five seconds—absurdly efficient.
"About 500,000 iron ingots per hour?"
Lu Ze did a quick estimate.
"Insane…"
Zhong Yi gave a thumbs-up, then turned to another structure.
This one looked much more normal—a large temple-like building.
"Oh? Didn’t expect Junior Brother Lu the… uh, Tyrant to have a conscience. Is this where the villagers sleep?"
Zhong Yi muttered in approval, stepping inside.
Inside stood row after row of villagers, each standing before a job block.
Zhong Yi’s smile froze.
"You’re just hoarding villagers for trading?!"
He instantly grasped Lu Ze’s scheme, then noticed something odd behind the villagers:
"But… why is there a zombie wandering behind them?"
"That? Figure it out yourself."
Lu Ze shrugged.
At this stage, players hadn’t yet discovered that curing zombie villagers slashed their trading prices to bargain-bin levels.
Lu Ze wasn’t about to spoil the fun—exploration was the best part of this illusion realm.
"And this is… a farm?"
Leaving the trading hall, Zhong Yi’s attention was immediately seized by another towering structure.
This one looked far more "wholesome."
Each plot of farmland had a farmer hard at work, surrounded by spirit-gathering and rain-summoning arrays to ensure the crops became spirit plants.
The mechanism here seemed much simpler, and even the chat started discussing it.
[This one looks easy enough to replicate.]
[Serious question—why are the farmers working for Lu the Tyrant? Blink if you’re being held hostage.]
[Everything makes sense except the villager in the little room watching the farmers.]
[Foreman?]
...
Zhong Yi was one of the top players at the moment.
He carefully observed the farmers’ movements, analyzing as he went:
"I get it. Junior Brother Lu is exploiting the villagers’ sharing mechanic."
"If one villager is hungry, another farmer will share food from their inventory."
"So the villager in the hut is starving, and the farmers from the four surrounding fields try to give him their harvested crops…"
Zhong Yi’s voice trailed off as all four farmers simultaneously walked toward the wooden hut.
His lips moved subconsciously as he muttered:
"But…"
"But the villager is standing on a hopper, so all the crops thrown at him get… huh???"
Zhong Yi had lost count of how many times he stared at Lu Ze in stunned silence.
After Zhong Yi's analysis, the barrage of comments exploded instantly.
[Holy shit!! A demon!!!]
[This is downright insane!!!]
[The nickname "Demon Lu" fits him perfectly!!!]
[Is this the heartless cruelty of the Red Stone?]
[Compared to Demon Lu, Senior Brother Zhong’s actions seem as pure as a child’s…]
[Even the Patriarch of the Demonic Path would probably have to kowtow to Demon Lu when he emerges…]
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
