Everyone is eagerly awaiting the second batch of test recruitment qualifications.

Although it has only been three days since the first closed beta test began, with the publicity from various closed beta test players, [Cage] has become a benchmark for new-era games.

The quality of a game may not be fully reflected by the manufacturer’s publicity and media reviews.

But the players’ reputation cannot be faked.

Games that receive mixed reviews and games that receive rave reviews seem to have different appeals to players.

Not to mention, Lu Ban has never disappointed anyone before.

The excellent quality of [The Conjuring] itself makes people look forward to it.

To be honest, "The Conjuring" not only gives people a stunning feeling, but also leaves people wanting more.

It’s like giving everyone a cake to eat. The cake is fragrant, delicious and beautiful, but the problem is that it is finished in one bite and is not enough.

As for [The Cage], according to what the closed beta players have mentioned, it is not just a pancake, but a feast of land and sea, a full banquet, the kind that you may not be able to eat even half of it if you are too full.

It's not a game, it's a world.

During the three days of closed beta testing, the Kingdom of Darkness that players explored was just a small town with a few hundred people and the surrounding forest area, which was not even as big as a slightly larger university campus.

In this world, players can do whatever they want.

Some people farm, working hard every day and waiting for the harvest.

Some people took up weapons and hunted in the forest, from the initial state of "every monster in this forest has killed me", to later fighting against four-legged animals without clothes and holding a broken sword.

Others used their expertise to make reasonable plans for the original farmland, or helped the Baron's Palace to rearrange its layout and prepare some tools for production buildings.

The old eggplants are now waiting to be harvested.

In fact, two rounds of crops he planted have matured, and now the third round is about to mature.

The crops of the Kingdom of Night really opened Old Eggplant's eyes.

This wheat-like crop sprouts at night when it is planted and turns into green seedlings the next morning.

By the next day, green ears of corn had grown out from between the branches, already visible to the naked eye.

On the third day, when Old Eggplant was still figuring out how to harvest, the crop was ripe.

That night they ate bread made from these things.

The breads didn't taste great, but they weren't terrible either.

In this era, many breads are not only made of flour from corners, but are also mixed with sawdust and other things that are not food in themselves. If they don’t taste delicious, they will at least be tasteless.

For Old Eggplant, these breads can't really provide nutritional supplements for his body, but they can still relieve hunger in the game to a certain extent.

For those who have been living off the mountains and rivers for a long time, this thing is simply a godsend.

The townspeople quickly shared out the food. At the same time, the players got more seeds from Lu Ban and continued planting.

Less than nine days had passed since the Kingdom of Night arrived, and the town had already stockpiled a lot of food. If things continued like this, within a month at most, Rimu Town would be able to store enough food for the winter.

Old Eggplant felt the joy of the harvest.

He began to understand why his grandparents loved growing crops so much. Even when their children had no worries about food and clothing and they could enjoy their retirement, they still liked to work in the fields.

When you see the bumper harvest and the warehouses full of food, the sense of happiness you feel is incomparable to anything else.

Not to mention that these things were grown by myself.

Of course, the old eggplant also encountered some problems.

For example, there is too much grain, and most of the residents of Rimu Town eat as much as they grow. The only places to store grain are under the beds and in their stomachs. There is no proper granary in the town.

For example, the townspeople's houses are all built of wood, and the only Baron's mansion made of mud was built many years ago. The civil engineering in the town is basically at the stage of pure craftsmanship. The craftsman spirit is at its peak, but it is not very adaptable to modern building structures. If you want to build a house, you probably have to make the tools first.

Fortunately, there were still some old weapons left in the town. After some creative ideas from the players, they finally managed to get some wood and temporarily built a place to store food.

Still smiling foolishly at the golden ears of wheat in the field, Old Eggplant suddenly felt that the sky had become a little darker.

He looked into the distance and found that the dark purple storm that had been hovering above the black forest had disappeared.

Instead, there were thick and gloomy clouds.

The clouds were like the dark ash after a volcanic eruption, spreading from the other side of the horizon and covering the sky.

Between the clouds, crimson lightning flickered, as if it was about to swallow up the world.

"Is this a demonic tide?"

Old Eggplant suddenly recalled the scene he had seen in "The Demonic Tide". The huge single storm swept through with biting cold wind, accompanied by countless gray winter wolves rushing in, destroying everything in sight with great force.

Although he had experienced the desperate scenes in movies and seen the scenes of monsters rushing towards him in various games and film and television works, in reality, when he put himself in front of such a magnificent force, Old Eggplant still felt an instinctive shudder.

A gust of wind blew, causing the wheat ears to sway continuously. The players all looked over there curiously, while the townspeople showed a rare expression on their faces other than numbness and joy of eating ordinary-tasting bread.

That's fear.

"Is this a demonic tide?"

Trist looked out the window. The sudden change in the sky was by no means a scene worth celebrating in this foreign land.

He had been to the Kingdom of Night, and his previous mission also involved experiencing a demonic tide, but that was when he had just become the Chosen One, and it was also a [Mortal] difficulty. At that time, Drizzt and several rangers and mages were stationed in a stronghold near the human town, and they were not at the bridgehead or the front line against the monsters like Lu Ban was.

Despite this, Drizzt still witnessed the horror of those monsters. Humans had a hard time facing even a few monsters that had escaped. Their swords were broken and their shields were pierced. Only the crimson blood moon dyed the earth red.

"No, according to the observations of the kingdom's chief wizards, the next demonic tide is at least half a year away, and the blood moon has not yet risen. This should just be weather pollution caused by the migration of some collective monsters."

Jost looked up from the file, stared at it for a moment, and pondered for a while.

"But we'd better be prepared. The monsters themselves are irrational and quite chaotic. They are likely to pass through the forest and attack here."