Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 394 - 122: New World (Part 2)

No matter what, the trolls are bent on badmouthing Extraordinary Island for no reason.

A bunch of people who have never played Extraordinary Island or watched the live streams were stirred up and believed that Extraordinary Island was undeserving.

Su Xiaocai looked at the rants from various trolls and felt great; go ahead, be jealous.

She is a generous person, truly generous. She’d share the remains after taking the lion’s share.

But she holds grudges; those who badmouth her should be prepared to pay a high price to sip from the soup.

Despite external pressures, Su Xiaocai held back the project’s trailer, sorting everything out before releasing it.

By the third day of the project’s release, trolls against Extraordinary Island had already overpowered the fans, fiercely tarnishing its reputation, just short of pushing for an investigation reboot.

They were smug, as if they had pinned Extraordinary Island on the pillar of shame.

Just then, the committee released the procedures for the first two rounds of the competition.

The competition indeed has both individual combat and team matches, with much lower entry requirements—anyone aged between fifteen and thirty can participate.

People from all walks of life can join; the competition prizes weren’t announced, but the signup channels were directly linked by the committee.

At the other end of the link, there was the registration interface for Extraordinary Island, along with a trailer.

Some experienced netizens went into the Simulation Pod to watch.

Bricksman was one of those smart people.

He stood before a photo of Su Xiaocai, reverently wiped the frame, "Goddess above, I’m here to vindicate you."

Bricksman entered the Simulation Pod to play the trailer.

What appeared before him was a lush green grassland.

He stood right in the center of the arena.

The view panned, showing countless spectator stands high on the walls.

Among the audience, some faces were blurred, others were clear.

Bricksman immediately realized it was a choice; spectators could choose whether to reveal their virtual appearance.

In this scene, Bricksman got into character, feeling inexplicably tense.

Soon, a black mecha walked out from the opposite side.

A red countdown appeared in the sky, and the scene transitioned.

The grassy land transformed into an endless desert. The surrounding spectators vanished, leaving only the yellow sand and two mechas on the field.

The black mecha drew a weapon, lowered itself, readying for attack.

Bricksman gulped, feeling like a beast was stalking him.

He desperately wanted to flee, but his view was fixed. The black mecha charged at him, "Ahhh..." Bricksman scratched his face, "Move, move!"

His view finally shifted with his prayers, "Bang," sparks flew everywhere.

Bricksman was amazed; he was viewing the competition from the contestant’s perspective.

The view moved incredibly fast; he could barely discern any actions on his side. Within ten seconds, the two mechas clashed in five or six rounds.

There was a blur of swords and shadows, gunfire all around, Bricksman felt his blood boiling with excitement, as if he was piloting the mecha himself, but soon he couldn’t handle it, feeling dizzy and queasy, wanting to vomit but couldn’t.

It was too fast, faster than any real person could manage.

So this is how a Mecha Master pilots a mecha; even those watching on a computer screen felt indescribably dizzy, let alone those watching in the Simulation Pod.

Considering this, the trailer quickly switched perspectives, exiting the pilot’s view to a third-party perspective of the match.

The two mechas battled fiercely; from the stands, spectators could zoom in on the parts of the match they were interested in.

Nearby spectators waved cheering sticks excitedly, rooting for their favorite contestant.

The competition scene lasted about thirty seconds, and suddenly, the view zoomed out, rising higher and higher.

Then all the spectators saw a colossal city, a green city with floating islands.

It was like an Immortal Realm grown amidst the forest.

Pavilions and terraces were built on the floating islands, interconnected by sightseeing escalators with tourists weaving through them. The scene followed a bird taking off, landing on the ground.

On the ground were more buildings integrated with nature, with one- or two-story shops stretching over ten kilometers, selling various goods inside, where vendors shouted delightful phrases, almost as if they were singing, which was particularly amusing.

Suddenly, a loud bird’s cry echoed, and a red giant bird flew past, dyeing the sky a fiery red, with romantic and cute shapes forming in the clouds.

As the giant bird flew into the distance, beyond the city’s borders, they arrived at another city with a completely different landscape.

A train rumbled overhead, the sky was covered with sightseeing corridors, and the only commonality between the cities was the presence of arenas...

At the end, they paused at their birthplace, choosing where to create an account.