The home was gone.
Everything had to start from scratch again.
This time, Zhong Yi didn't rush to rebuild the mansion. He simply erected the essential infrastructure, divided the work areas, and then followed Zhou Yue to head out and catch Pals.
"We need to get to level 19 to unlock the stone building set before we can build a base... definitely not using wood!"
"We're already 19, why not push to 20 and unlock the [Superior Pal Sphere] first?"
"Level 21 lets us craft guns—that's a huge upgrade! Hang on a bit longer..."
"Level 22 unlocks the Pal Expedition—what's that about? Sounds promising!"
"Whoa! One more level and we can wear metal gear... come on, hurry! Fight one more big monster!"
...
Zhong Yi had planned to return at level 19 and rebuild the base, but before he knew it, wandering outside had brought him all the way to level 23 before he remembered they still had a base to build.
This was exactly what made "Palworld" so brilliant—
The constant drip of satisfaction and anticipation.
Especially in the early game, that feeling of "just a little bit further and I get the next reward" was incredibly addictive.
Every level-up brought a noticeable improvement.
"We're at 23 now—should we head back? My little sister says she found an absolutely perfect spot for the base."
Zhou Yue stretched lazily; chasing Pals outside for so long was starting to wear on him.
"Hold on a bit—level 24 unlocks the metal mining site, and that's an absolute necessity..."
"Damn it!!"
...
...
Level 24 rolled around, and only then was Zhong Yi satisfied enough to go check out the perfect build spot Zhou Qiaoling had talked about.
By then, Mu Yawen had already hauled all the materials from the old outpost over to the new base location and was laying down stone foundations.
"Whoa, this spot's really nice!"
Zhong Yi scanned the surroundings and clicked his tongue in approval.
It was a hilltop on the other side of the volcano, with a wide-open view and lush green willows lining the edges—scenic as could be.
"Plenty of natural metal ore here too... though we've already unlocked the metal mining site, so these nodes are pretty much useless now."
Zhong Yi sighed as he looked at the layout.
Terrain-wise, the open space was just about the same size as the base range—there was only a single small pond that was unbuildable, so the usable area was extremely efficient, and the ground was flat.
In addition, only one narrow path led up, making it easy to defend and hard to attack. Even if an invasion event occurred, it would be easy to handle.
This location was famous in Lu Ze's previous life from the early versions of the game—it was a classic perfect starting base spot.
Because back then, metal mining sites didn't exist, and players had to mine natural ore. Naturally, this flat terrain with natural ore veins was a favorite among countless new players.
"Hehe, pretty awesome, right? I stumbled on it while flying over the volcano~"
Zhou Qiaoling giggled, looking proud of herself.
The new home site was chosen, the old materials had been moved over by Mu Yawen, and the four of them began building the new base together.
Having spent so much time exploring and fighting outside, base-building was a refreshing change of pace.
This time, all four of them stayed and worked together on the base.
Though ironically, the efficiency plummeted.
"Lao Zhou, you laid that foundation crooked... What the hell!! Why did you dismantle the one I just laid!!!"
"Junior Sister Qiaoling? Qi—what the... why are you soaking in the Pal hot spring?! No wonder the Cat-Bat Monster looked so pitiful..."
"Lao Zhou, don't place the Pal Expedition here—it's clipping the edge and wasting space..."
"Junior Sister Qiaoling, stop stealing Pal food from the feeding box!!!"
"...How about you two go catch some Pals outside or something?"
...
After a chaotic mess of work, they finally managed to set up their own base on the hilltop.
It had the same manor feel as before, but the materials were now stone—the texture and color looked a bit odd at first glance.
Before, they slept on a bed crammed over wooden floorboards; now, thanks to Zhong Yi and Mu Yawen's craftsmanship, four exquisitely carved bedrooms stood complete. Zhou Yue and Zhou Qiaoling couldn't help but marvel.
"So this is the new home we built together... it's beautiful!"
"Nope—you two did absolutely nothing!!!"
With the new home complete and work Pals assigned to the base, the four of them once again set off on their exploration journey.
This period of "Palworld" was, without a doubt, the most fun.
The core gameplay was fully understood, and now the players were hungrier than ever for power.
Sanctuaries, oil fields, boss battles...
Countless new elements kept piling up—every single minute, players could clearly feel themselves getting stronger.
Meanwhile, the demand for materials grew exponentially.
At the hilltop base.
"Damn! I ran out of Pal Spheres during the big monster fight! Feather-Arrow Archer, quick, craft me some—wait... what???"
The moment Zhong Yi got back to base, he was dumbfounded to see the other three standing by the Pal Sphere assembly line, staring pitifully as Feather-Arrow Archer worked.
"You all ran out of spheres too?"
"Obviously..."
"I called dibs! Feather-Arrow Archer, craft mine first!"
...
All four of them had exhausted their Pal Spheres, crowding around the assembly line, anxiously waiting for Feather-Arrow Archer to hand them fresh spheres one by one.
Their levels had climbed to 28 by then, and the base facilities had gone through another round of upgrades—"assembly lines" were now a thing.
They didn't quite understand the concept of an assembly line, but when high-tech-looking facilities allowed multiple Pals to work simultaneously, it felt incredibly satisfying.
However, the biggest problem now wasn't that spheres were being produced too slowly—it was that the materials needed to craft them couldn't keep up.
At first, the green high-grade spheres they used only required a single ingot of metal. Then the yellow top-grade spheres cost two ingots. And now, the newly unlocked red supreme-grade spheres required THREE ingots each.
That was three times the material cost compared to their earliest production!
Zhong Yi furrowed his brow and walked over to the mining area.
There, he happened to spot a little creature called "Staring Demon," its face held a thoroughly world-weary expression, sluggishly swinging a stone pickaxe, listlessly digging at a rock ore.
Staring Demon looked up at Zhong Yi, its dead-eyed stare seeming to say: "What're you looking at?"
"What the hell... who snuck this overpaid slacker in here?!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
