"The situation is pretty clear now."
Zhong Yi, his hair electrocuted into a frizzy afro and his face bruised and swollen, said to the group below the tower base.
"Our goal on Palpagos Island is to conquer eight towers, obtain the key spheres, and break some kind of seal..."
As he spoke, he looked up at the World Tree in the far distance.
Zhong Yi suddenly recalled the message he'd seen at the very start: [The towers are the keys, and the great tree hides all truths].
"If I'm guessing right, collecting all eight key spheres should be the way to enter the World Tree."
"I get all that... but Lao Zhong, could you please just kill yourself real quick and get your status back to normal? With that hairdo, I can't take anything you say seriously."
Zhou Yue struggled to hold back a laugh, barely keeping it together.
"Pfft! Who knows what that witch was thinking... And what about you guys?! You just watched me get zapped like that!"
Zhong Yi shot the three of them an exasperated look.
The three exchanged glances, not knowing what to say.
"Alright, we've pretty much explored this starting island as much as we can... Time to start venturing further out."
Zhong Yi stood up, his face full of anticipation as he gazed into the distance.
As the first person in the team to experience flight, after his trip to the volcano, Zhong Yi's craving for the outside world had only grown stronger.
"Lao Zhong, you go on ahead. I haven't finished taming all the big monsters on the starting island yet. I want to get the map fully opened up here first," Zhou Yue said.
He had spent too much time on base infrastructure and missed out on a ton of exploration time.
"Senior Brother Zhou, I've already cleared all the big monsters here. I know the terrain like the back of my hand... Let me show you around!"
Mu Yawen volunteered eagerly.
Zhou Yue nodded quickly in approval: "Sounds great!"
"Hehe, then Senior Brother Zhong, take me to the volcano for a look... I want to find some Pal eggs! Maybe I'll find a super~~ big one!"
Ever since learning that the volcano was covered in Pal eggs, Zhou Qiaoling had been dying to check it out.
"Alright, so it's me and Junior Sister Qiaoling headed to the volcano, and Lao Zhou with Junior Brother Mu taking it slow exploring outward."
"No problem!"
...
With the divisions settled, Zhong Yi and Zhou Qiaoling left first, flying toward the volcano.
Zhou Yue and Mu Yawen were closer, so they stayed behind to handle some chores at the base.
They assigned work to the Pals, threw a big handful of berries into the feed box, and then got ready to leave.
"Strange... why do these Pals look so down in the dumps?"
Mu Yawen looked at the surrounding Pals. For some reason, he felt a heavy, lifeless vibe in the air.
"Huh? Yeah, now that you mention it..."
Now that Mu Yawen had pointed it out, Zhou Yue also felt something was off.
The usually hyperactive Catva, which was normally bouncing around, was now listlessly swinging its pickaxe at the quarry, its brows scrunched up tight.
"Senior Brother Zhou, look! They seem to be sick?"
Mu Yawen spotted the abnormality. In the Catva's status bar, a [Cold] debuff had appeared.
"I see, so they're sick! But how do we cure them?"
Zhou Yue fell into thought.
Vaguely, he recalled that the poacher gang members had dropped medicine for curing Pal injuries and ailments.
But earlier, when his bag was full out in the wild, Zhou Yue had tossed those cheap meds away.
Now he felt a bit wistful. If Zhong Yi were in charge of the base, these problems probably wouldn't even come up. And even if they did, he'd figure out the issue in no time.
Too bad that guy, ever since he learned to fly, had been obsessed with exploring maps and mechanics, and hadn't managed base affairs in ages.
After all, everyone figured that just throwing high-work-suitability Pals into the base was enough.
"Senior Brother Zhou, I know!"
Mu Yawen flashed his big white teeth and pointed at the quarry and the logging site.
"These Pals are just too weak. You gotta keep them mining and chopping wood nonstop to build their bodies up. Then they won't catch colds!"
"Junior Brother Mu, Junior Brother Mu... You're always thinking in terms of body tempering. Remember, this is a simulation! You gotta solve problems using simulation logic!"
Zhou Yue said with a patient, meaningful tone.
"Your senior brother has already figured it out... A cold means it's cold out! We just need to build a few more campfires!"
"I see! Who knew Senior Brother Zhou was such a big brain too!"
"Haha, don't flatter me, don't flatter me..."
...
The two of them set up campfires everywhere the Pals worked, lighting up the entire base, before leaving with peace of mind.
...
...
The process of exploration is, without a doubt, the most appealing part of Palworld.
Especially in the early game.
Everything is fresh and new.
Zhou Yue followed Mu Yawen, taking down elite monsters one after another, and quickly reached the edge of the next island.
Zhong Yi and Zhou Qiaoling's volcano trip was full of dangers but yielded plenty of rewards.
They discovered that after nightfall, the crimson Pal eggs stood out vividly against the darkness!
Plus, most Pals were asleep by then, so Zhou Qiaoling moved through like a ghost, snatching up more than a dozen Fire-type Pal eggs in a single day.
There was even one massive Fire-type Pal egg.
"Can't carry any more, can't carry any more..."
Zhou Qiaoling licked her lips, still wanting more.
By now, her bag was completely stuffed with all kinds of Fire-type Pal eggs.
"We've been out for two days now. Should we head back?"
Zhong Yi glanced at his own bag and suggested.
"Yeah! Let's go home, go home! Hatch eggs, hatch eggs!!"
Zhou Qiaoling agreed with excitement.
She couldn't wait to see what creature would hatch from the giant Fire-type Pal egg.
The two were on the same page and immediately headed to the fast travel point.
"Home sweet home~"
Zhou Qiaoling teleported back to base in high spirits, bouncing with joy as she made a beeline for the incubator.
"Hey kids, did you miss—wait. What?!"
The moment her body materialized at the base, Zhou Qiaoling was stunned.
The base was littered with bizarre campfires everywhere.
Even weirder, it was still broad daylight, yet there was only a single Pengullet King watering the crops.
All the other Pals were sprawled on the ground, letting out pitiful whines from time to time.
"Cold, Gluttony, Broken Bones..."
"Whoa!! Senior Brother Zhong, our base has a plague going on!!!"
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?"
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
