The World of Evil God game.

In Stardew Valley, the change of seasons is quite fast, and in the world numbered B1523, it is now the end of spring.

The new races that were cast by the God of Error and guided by the Messenger of Plenty were already preparing for the spring sacrifices. The crops they planted had a good harvest, and they were surprised to find that as long as the harvested crops were placed in boxes, they would not rot and would always remain fresh.

Of course, this is a "setting" that only takes effect on this planet.

These races created by the wrong god were named "Golden Tree People".

They have a talent for being close to nature, which allows them to adapt to the environment of the new world from the beginning. Their bodies are stronger than ordinary flesh and blood creatures, and are engraved with some golden patterns. From a distance, they look like they are wearing golden armor, and plants similar to tree crowns grow naturally on their heads.

Near the Canyon Farm, the Golden Tree people had already prepared crops for sacrifice. On the way to the Canyon Farm, they sensed that there were several large farms nearby, across a wide river, or over mountains that were like isolated seas of clouds. They also saw that many races different from theirs had appeared near the Canyon Farm, and seemed to be preparing for sacrifice.

Some Golden Tree people knew what was going on, so they explained to their ignorant fellows, talking about the dwarves, murlocs, fish grillers, and human mages who came from outside the world. They brought mining, fishing, barbecue industry, and magic to this world.

Since this spring, the people of Jinshu have leveraged the capabilities of these outsiders to develop some new cooperative businesses, but some guys who are only focused on farming and planting trees are not aware of this yet.

"Look, this is the special cargo of our spring sacrifice! A swimming cauliflower!" A golden tree man wearing a green crown helmet opened a box on the truck, and inside was a "creature" that looked like cauliflower!

The cauliflower leaves serve as the fish tail, and the milky white flowers and fruits serve as the fish head. It swims back and forth in the water tank, but although this thing looks like a living thing, it is actually a plant!

The Golden Tree people originally thought that this kind of moving plant would definitely scare those outsiders, but when they really entered the canyon farm and saw the community center built by the dwarves and met those human magicians.

Professor Danlin licked the new ice cream he bought from the supermarket. He was only slightly surprised to see the rotten leaves moving, and then he explained:

"It's not uncommon to find plants that can move. Plants that mimic living things are also common. Some plants are even between living things and non-living things. I've even studied inorganic plants. After all, I'm an expert in this area."

"It's just a pleasant surprise to see cauliflower grown like this, but it doesn't shock me."

Inorganic matter. Plants?

What is this human magician talking about?

The people of Jinshu originally thought that the human wizard in front of them was just talking tough, but they immediately noticed the pile of things standing behind Professor Danlin!

The jumping potatoes looked like real creatures, but what surprised the people of the Golden Tree the most was that these potatoes were actually using magic!

"Ah, actually, during the planting process, I found that these potatoes have a good compatibility with magic. Perhaps the magic element in our farm is too active. Since the same plants will produce different mutations in different environments, I just did a little research and they turned out like this."

"In terms of spellcasting level, the mana of each living potato here is equivalent to that of a third-level magician. Let me explain what a third-level magician is. The minimum monthly salary for a magician of this level is 1000 gold coins, which allows two visits to the hospital."

"I don't know which lucky people can buy the potatoes I grow. If you want to eat them after buying them, you have to defeat them. If the consumers themselves are not immune to magic, they will probably be killed in the kitchen."

The people of the Golden Tree waved their hands, indicating that this thing was too dangerous.

This is not even a crop.

"Hey, the vegetable-stealing monsters don't seem to have come recently. It's already the end of spring, and the sacrifices have already begun."

A druid came over and waved to the Golden Tree People. Both sides were close to nature, especially the druids of the Natural Cult. They were very envious of the Golden Tree People and had been trying to contact them in recent days, wanting to develop them into believers of the Natural Cult.

After all, these guys were created by the wrong God to fill the ecological niche of local civilization, and they are called Golden Tree People, but in fact they are not tree knots created by magic. It should be said that they are the real "Sons of the Forest".

It is quite rare that the Wrong God created a race that at least does not seem to have any problems on the outside. The druids of the Natural Cult even specially observed these golden tree people to confirm that they had not been patched subsequently.

Subsequent patches refer to the updates and optimizations made by the Error God to some special races. The Error God once created a race of people with diving helmets, but due to some abnormal parameter input, the people with diving helmets would be unable to move due to drowning.

The special talent of an aquatic race is drowning. Yes, that is not an abnormal event or phenomenon, but their inherent talent for drowning is completely useless.

But I don't know if the mistake God made was intentional. In the ocean of the world where the divers were sent down, there were some deep-sea shadows. Since the divers would drown directly when they went into the water, those deep-sea shadows never thought of them as aquatic races, and even kindly sent them ashore. This BUG turned the biggest natural enemy of the native land into the protector of this race.

Later, God made an update and optimization to this talent, which resulted in the two races that were originally at peace with each other going to war directly. This happened not long ago!

"Ah, a monster that steals vegetables? Well, I was warned that there are unidentified native creatures in this world that will appear from time to time in various farms to steal. And they don't necessarily steal vegetables. The dwarves' ores have been stolen, and the fish grillers' seasonings have also been stolen."

Professor Danlin recalled.

"Ah, stealing seasoning? I thought you were stealing grilled fish." The druid looked surprised.

"Yes." Professor Danlin nodded, and then changed the subject: "But we haven't seen that monster in our farm. Maybe it's not compatible with magic? I originally planned to ambush in the vegetable garden to observe it, but I didn't see it even after the magic crops were harvested. If the dwarves in the neighboring mineral town hadn't said that the bedrock had been stolen, I wouldn't believe that there was such a monster."

The bedrock was stolen. This term is familiar.

Hey! Isn't this something from Minecraft?

"The fishermen also said that some of the fish they caught would inexplicably disappear, but the remaining fish would grow even bigger, even too big. Now the fish in the fishery have formed a beast tide. They are busy fighting the flood and disaster relief, so I'm afraid they can't come to offer sacrifices."

"Yeah, this is also a different kind of abundance. If there are huge crops, isn't it normal for there to be huge fish?"

People from various farms talked about the vegetable thieves, which brought them closer together, and then they sacrificed their strange crops to the community center.

This building had already been built, but the Harvest's level of building houses was only slightly better than a matchbox. In order to thank him for providing the mine, the dwarves renovated it for him for free. Now this community center is large and tall, and looks similar to Ironforge.

Druid: "No matter what building the dwarves build, they will unconsciously make it look this majestic."

Rainforest Elf: "It looks quite grand, doesn't it? Just like the large altar in our hometown!"

Magician: "Ah, I once saw dwarves helping people build a town, and in the end the whole town turned into a fortress city. Even the public toilets were built like this, and there were a lot of mountains in the area. It was really confusing."

Alchemist: "In a sense, dwarves actually know magic. Their construction techniques can transform the local terrain, which is even more exaggerated than construction magicians. More importantly, they cast spells without a license."

Mr. Fate was identifying the crops at the entrance of the community center. Today was not only a day for sacrifice, but also the "ancient seeds" that had been distributed to various races for planting. This activity would also be settled today!

After the event, the excess crops will be put on the shelves of the fictional supermarket and then sold to customers throughout the universe. No matter how bizarre your goods are, the universe is big and there will always be people who find them interesting and buy them.

The Messenger of Plenty is also at the community center. After today, he will head to the Frost Forest World to help that "netizen" transform the land.

Over the past month, the Messenger of Fertility felt that he had undergone considerable changes. Now, after seeing the barren land, the inexplicable strange impulse in his heart had decreased a lot.

Sure enough, compared to simply using divine power to bring abundance, watching the lives use the world's resources bit by bit to form a positive cycle really makes him feel extremely comfortable.

"It's like... I randomly place resources on a map, modify their settings, and let the lives use, develop, and harvest them. I hate fighting, meanness, and deception. These three things will not appear in the world I control."

"The world where people can grow what they like, raise livestock, fish, gather, forage, build tools, and work in communities is the world of abundance that I want."

"It's better not to come with those guys. I don't discriminate against the gods. I just have opinions about some gods. I have no opinion about gods like the God of Fiction."

Recently, a group of people came and said they were fleeing from the "Maze World". It seemed that they could not stand the Maze God building walls and modifying the maze paths every day, so they fled and brought with them the special crops from another world.

This made the Harvest Messenger quite happy!

Summer is about to begin on this planet, which is the time when crops are growing and thriving!

One day, this planet will gather crops from all over the universe, including minerals, breeding, and fisheries. And as the controllers of each farm conduct research on the industries they represent, new crops, and new products for animal husbandry, breeding, and gathering will be continuously exported from here and then spread throughout the universe.

"My ancient seeds have been planted."

The Messenger of Fertility came to show off his work in front of a group of people who are good at planting and mining! Just as he promised a month ago, he successfully made the seeds germinate and bear fruit during this event!

However, the rainforest elves seem to have successfully harvested a batch of these ancient fruits.

"This ancient seed was created to cope with harsh environments. This time, I succeeded."

The abundant divine power was not used, but with the help of the activities of the fictional god, they were successfully restored within this limited time!

If they do not use the power of abundance, they will not wither, because they do not need that kind of divine power. They are seeds born from the universe to deal with crises. They have an innate mission, not power acquired through acquired prayers like God creating God!

The Messenger of Fertility looked at the fruit in his hand devoutly. The blue fruit contained enormous energy. If he had not intervened in that matter at that time, perhaps the people who survived at that time would have regarded this blue fruit as the new God of Fertility.

Originally, this species might have been actively created by the universe to deal with the crisis, but it was ruined by its own kindness.

And now, just like atonement, the ancient seed is resurrected, and the mistakes that he once made are over. Perhaps there have never been any mistakes in the universe. The last mistake was only because this mistake was needed in the future to trigger more correct things.

The Messenger of Fertility felt his emotions fluctuating. Since becoming a god, he had never experienced such strong emotions. He quickly suppressed these divine emotions to avoid being recognized as his true identity by others around him.

If his identity as a god-creator is exposed.

Everyone will be afraid of me and leave here. At that time, this rich world that I have created with so much effort may really be destroyed.

If that's the case, it seems like it would be nice to become my former self again and become a mortal again.

But my ideal will not change, which is to make sure everyone is no longer hungry.

When the Messenger of Plenty heard the rainforest elves nearby saying that "the color and function of the fruit are different from their own," the Messenger of Plenty couldn't help but smile.

Just as the magicians said, different growing environments and natural conditions will affect the characteristics of crops. New varieties are born from old varieties precisely because of the different environments.

"This event is the mercy of the God of Fiction. He is the true God of Dreams. Perhaps that is his true authority."

“This world can still be better, it can still be better, and it will definitely get better!”

"As for the God who created me, I have forgotten who he is. I haven't heard his whispers recently. Maybe he is also happy for me."

"That monster that stole the crops hasn't appeared recently. Maybe it was just a figment of my psychological shadow? So that's it. Am I the enemy?"

After putting down his ideal and picking it up again, the Messenger of Fertility reverently marked the ancient seeds at an extremely cheap price and handed them over to the fictional supermarket, and then he prepared to leave his ideal world.

Go and help another fellow traveler.