There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 731 - 271: Grand Expansion

Just like today.

The repeated collapse of the Golden Core Tower also allows researchers to gain many insights into the differences between high dimensions and low dimensions.

These rules, aside from being applied to the tower and other industries.

Zhang Feng has also greatly benefited, deepening his understanding of the Golden Core once more.

It seems to supplement the virtual and the tower, yet it also perfects his own combat power and system.

Nowadays.

Reality encompasses nearly fifty thousand old and new towers, numerous researchers, and various institutions.

All of these reflect one's own insight.

They all help him to perceive the truth.

The speed of combat power growth is truly terrifying.

Not to mention a small step in one realm each day.

At least every ten days to half a month, one can acquire new knowledge and fine-tune some internal structures.

The current feedback speed and combat power level of reality are very high.

Similar to those idle games.

Once you've perfected the rear, the rear continuously boosts your combat power every moment.

Zhang Feng really enjoys this feeling of becoming stronger while lying down.

But nearly a thousand years of dedication and the farming method concluded thereof are indeed exhausting.

However, Zhang Feng has matured now, accustomed to bearing such immense pressure alone, without telling anyone.

...

"It really is quite exhausting."

The next day, in the morning, by the pond in the countryside.

Zhang Feng, while fishing, looked toward the curator and the others, "But for exploring higher realms and viewing better views beyond space.

I think it's worth it."

Zhang Feng's words contained a sense of ordeal and reflection.

Of course, it's also because of the recent immense pressure, and the matter of the Golden Core Tower reaching a bottleneck.

So he gathered a few buddies to relax with another fishing competition, without cheating, flipping the fish basket, or using tricks.

So nothing else can be used except one's own abilities.

Zhang Feng can only chat with a few buddies during fishing, which also helps to relieve stress.

"Old Zhang surely sees the bigger picture."

Meanwhile, Master Wang, upon hearing that Zhang Feng had gone through so much, was deeply moved, feeling that Old Zhang indeed suffered.

"Zhang is truly impressive!" Xiaoli, wearing a bamboo hat, also nodded seriously, giving Zhang Feng a thumbs-up.

"Master Zhang has worked hard." The curator then smiled honestly and said, "Come to my place for dinner tonight?"

"I'll go buy groceries later." Dr. Wu, looking elderly and cheerful, appeared even more kind.

However.

When the curator and others saw Zhang Feng unintentionally reveal a weary expression, they were filled with deep emotion.

Imagine, the God of Technology, pioneer, immortal, Zhang has done so much for them?

Why do they still need to compete with Zhang in fishing?

Is this even a person?

Therefore, they exchanged glances, pretending inadvertently to hold back.

Zhang Feng did not pay attention to them, focusing earnestly on fishing.

When evening came.

Zhang Feng made a bountiful catch.

Although the curator and others only had half a basket, they all wore happy smiles.

Zhang Feng asked curiously, "My fish outnumber yours several times over, how can you still smile when you've lost so badly?

And don't say you let me win, a loss is a loss, haha..."

"Hahaha..."

Their laughter around the small countryside pond was loud and hearty.

Even drew the attention of some flying cars in the sky.

Only Zhang Feng and others were disguised, so passers-by did not recognize them.

Just thought it was a group of anglers enjoying themselves.

For this light-hearted scene, many people in flying cars envied them.

Because they were either on the path of study and cultivation, or competing with 'fellow cultivators'.

Nowadays, Earth has basically achieved the liberation of labor.

Comprehensive mass production coverage, allowing no need for work.

Elixirs and ordinary Spirit Stones are also provided free every day, serving as daily meals. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Theoretically, one doesn't need to earn money to have a minimal guarantee for daily cultivation and meals.

Of course, one can also strive.

One, by cultivation.

Two, by learning those high-precision works or research that cannot be mass-produced.

Three, by immigrating to become the first wave of 'Early Players' on another planet.

A lot of achievements, job positions, and resources await picking up.

But the comfort and cultivation conditions are nowhere near compared to the 'home planet'.

Many contacted friends on extraterrestrial planes through quantum communication and learned that Spirit Stones there not only cost money but are also expensive.

The pioneering of new planets, the cultivation of medicinal environments.

Greatly increases costs.

Smuggling 'Black Ships' of Spirit Stones even emerged.

Docking frequently on a small asteroid near Mars, gradually making it a floating black market.

Whether these Spirit Stones are safe or not, no one knows, but they are cheaper than those from official sources and institutions.

Ultimately, these black ships need minimal expenses and do not enter Mars to pay normal transit fees.

Naturally, they are cheaper.

...

"Recently someone is patrolling planet K137..."

Under Mars' dome.

In the headquarters of a newly rising interstellar agency.

Chief Engineer Huang, who escaped from prison, is currently in charge of Mars' foreign trade work.

And he has another identity, as one of the builders of the black market.

Now freed, Chief Engineer Huang has fully commercialized his operations.

His business acumen is thoroughly revealed.

It's safe to say he will do anything to make money.

Even skirting the boundaries and walking on the banks of the river is fine.