"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!!!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
