There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

It's fine for doing farm work and hoeing the ground, but if you want to use it as a can opener for the French knights at the Battle of Crécy, it's not quite there yet.

Today’s breasts (1/1).

In short, I also experienced the loneliness of Sun Wukong when he arrived at the Dragon Palace and tried out all the weapons, but none of them were suitable – what a super soldier is (tactical lean back).

I'll find Gray another day and have him make me a set of farm tools using the best materials.

"System command: Activate power-saving mode."

I silently issued a command to the colonizer system, entering a state that I had long been unable to control well.

During my last few days in the Edge World, I was fortunate enough to meet a senior master who pointed out the mistakes I had made in my usual methods and even passed on all his life's skills to me (lol).

After learning the advanced methods of manipulating energy and qi, I have made great progress and am confident that I can overcome this challenge and transform the mechanical application into a thorough and comprehensive mastery.

I gripped the hoe in one hand, held my breath slightly, and used the pure iron hoe as an extension of my body, gently lifting it up three centimeters before slowly pressing it down, searching for the correct grip on the farm tool and adjusting the angle of my hand.

During the brief period after the power-up mode was activated, I once again felt the force gathering in my body, like a ball of air appearing out of thin air, filling my internal organs and limbs, causing every muscle to swell slightly.

This strange phenomenon began on Mount Corillo. Perhaps my body gradually adapted to the pressure of the power-accumulation mode, and the accumulated power grew significantly, reaching the upper limit that the human body could withstand.

If controlled by the colonizer system at this point, it will indiscriminately act on any object that comes into contact with the body, shattering rocks with a single blow.

But I don't believe that humanity has reached its limits so easily, because...

"The anthem of humanity is the anthem of courage! Break through!"

My puzzling behavior of standing in the open space basking in the blazing sun and striking poses had already annoyed Karen, and now my angry shout almost sent her away too.

"Marcus! What the hell are you doing?!" Karen roared.

But the next moment, a deafening roar suddenly erupted!

Starting from beneath my feet, a cloud of dust billowed up, as if a small squad of Ultraman Cosmos were jumping around, creating a huge cloud of yellow smoke.

Then, the animals on both sides were startled by the strange occurrence. The birds perched in the trees suddenly took flight, the wild horses lying nearby reared up and neighed, and the police leopard that was taking a nap on the roof fell off the eaves. In a panic, it quickly disappeared into the wild grass, leaving only two pairs of wary eyes visible.

But the tremors had only just begun, like a high-powered engine in operation, rumbling and resonating with the earth, making everyone nearby uneasy.

All these changes were irrelevant to me, because my attention was focused on where the hoe had landed.

The swirling energy within his body was now poured out onto the land without reservation. The overgrown farmland, already hardened and rigid, could not withstand such a blow. The force penetrated deep into the soil, creating a terrifying hole.

No! This way of applying force is still wrong!

If I had a cheat code, I certainly wouldn't randomly suggest the idea of ​​sealing away the cheat code and relying on my own efforts to succeed—such an idiot has clearly never experienced the harsh realities of life.

According to wise people, the accumulation of power by humans is merely a process of guiding and transmitting it, and does not represent the entirety of power; absorption, integration, storage, and transformation are the correct ways for humans to utilize power.

In this respect, the colonizer system is destined to only know how to use the body as a tool and cannot find another way to break through in extreme situations—for the cheat system, it will only give the answer of "flesh and blood are weak, and machinery can ascend".

What I need to do is take this step to break through the system, make up for the shortcomings of the colonizer system, and combine my own efforts with the assistance of external tools to advance to a higher level!

Actually, I was also very curious. When I told the master that his power came from a mysterious cheat, this grandmaster, who had advanced to an amazing level purely on his own, did not look down on this method of relying on external things. Instead, he was very enthusiastic in analyzing the defects of the colonizer system for me and planning the patch function of the system.

He told me that what we need now is to unleash the greater potential of the power-accumulating mode!

Make good use of this state where old forces have been exhausted and new forces have not yet emerged!

When I felt the mysterious power within my body completely drained, I swung the hoe once more, plunging the blade into the ground, gritting my teeth and drawing more power from my limbs and waist to complete this extreme maneuver.

But my weak and powerless body did not respond to my efforts; the iron hoe simply fell to the ground without any apparent cause.

This situation seemed to have doomed my efforts to futile, but the next moment, a vein suddenly taut in my body, starting from my feet and extending to my arm that was gripping the hoe. Power from the void surged forth once more and poured into this barren land!

This strike can be described as having a devastating effect, reshaping the ecology of the entire land!

When the hoe touches the farmland, the surface is instantly shattered into fine sand particles, returning to a loose and crumbly state, leaving a deep footprint when stepped on.

The shrubs attached to the trees were snapped and knocked down by the force, turning into flying grass clippings. Even the relatively hard hickory, ash, or maple trees lost their roots that held them in place and fell helplessly to the ground, where they could be easily swept away.

In the past, I would never have believed that such destructive behavior could be seen in a human being—give me tools, and I can quickly cut down crops and accurately kill enemies, but that doesn't mean I would be confident in causing such a huge impact on the environment.

If it were just me alone, then of course it wouldn't be a big deal.

But what if there were a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand such people? Wouldn't they be able to roam freely in the wildest jungles, changing the terrain and landforms at will like a moving natural disaster?

"The colonizer system seems to be more complicated than I imagined..." I mused.

A master like a true master might only appear once every few centuries, and even then, it requires fully utilizing one's talent and overcoming numerous obstacles to achieve that level. But the colonist system is different; it can be granted so easily that even someone like me with a little talent and guidance can accomplish this.

So the question is, what kind of harsh environment is this system designed to combat, that would endow it with such diverse functions, including charging and counter-attack modes, as well as art, cooking, forging, and so on, turning its holders into little superheroes?

Such a complex problem cannot be solved in a short time, but my work on cultivating the land has already yielded results in a short period of time.

I kept hoeing the ground, and each time the hoe landed, it created a deep, irregular circle of destruction, starting from the point of impact, and then spread out in the direction I was facing, clearing out a large area of ​​land suitable for planting.

I never realized how absurd the protagonist's charging-up farming method was when I played Harvest Moon. Only now do I see that simply pressing the charge button for a while creates a gradually expanding grid of squares. How is this any different from Saitama's Serious Punch... cough cough?

What a world where everyone is like a dragon!

In this cycle of "accumulation-emptying-accumulation-emptying", the power accumulated in my body undergoes a process of renewal and transformation, forming a closed loop centered on me, which allows the power to be released continuously.

Originally, it could only accumulate one unit of power, but now, through circulation, it has the effect of more than three units. Furthermore, with continued training, I'm accelerating this cycle, and I'm even confident I can reach ten units, simulating the effect of "Ten Times Kaioken"!

After technological breakthroughs, farmland management has made rapid and unstoppable progress.

If science and technology are the primary productive force, then unscientific technology is the primary driving force!

I took a breath, finally freeing myself from the billowing yellow dust, deactivated the overloaded power-up mode, and stretched my body to reach the tree.

Karen sat to the side, speechless with astonishment. She could only point at me with a look of utter disbelief on her face.

Seeing me walk towards her, she suddenly tried to stand up, but I slapped her down: "Basic procedure, basic procedure... Comrade Duxiu, please sit down first! Oh wait... I think I'm the one who should be Comrade Duxiu?"

Ahem, Karen is still not very familiar with my abilities.

Basic operations, don't be silly.

If I had to stay calm over something as trivial as this, I might as well turn my ranch into the UC Shock Department.

Once I've made enough money, I'll turn the entire America into my ranch territory, then everyone can send their congratulations.

Why shouldn't a man carry a sword and divide the fifty states of North America? (Confirmed)

Leaving Karen still in shock, I took the seeds I bought from the general store and returned to the field.

The seeds that Jeff gave me were undoubtedly stock from different periods. In addition to seasonal crops like tomatoes, corn, onions, and pineapples, there was also a whole bunch of out-of-season crops mixed in.

I first piled up the trees that I couldn't completely clear from the site and removed the stones. Then I manually cleared the land into a neat shape.

This process was quite slow, so I didn't use the power-saving mode again.

I discovered that once my physical abilities were no longer a constraint, my energy became the limiting factor. After pushing myself to the limit, I fell into a state of significant physical fatigue, and my energy, which I relied on to recover from soaking in hot springs, gradually waned; I still couldn't reach the level of a perpetual motion machine.

How can I improve my physical and mental strength? It seems like no expert has ever taught me this...

I actually spent more time on tasks as easy as preparing the land and sowing seeds. It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that I released the system command and completed the expected goal.

As for watering? We can leave that for the kappa!

"Karen, do you believe me now? I planted all these seeds hoping to harvest a good batch of products—now can you give me my money back?"

I shamelessly approached Karen and begged her to return my hard-earned money.

What? This money has nothing to do with my hard-earned money?

Hmph, this money is all Thomas's hard-earned money, and since Thomas owes me money, it's essentially my hard-earned money. Any problems?

Karen was gradually becoming numb from the shock, and even my lightning-fast planting technique couldn't make her exclaim in amazement again.

It's a pity that with my human speed doubled, the Marcus was able to stand on the ground!

"That won't do..."

Karen's eyes darted around, and she slapped away my hand that was begging for money. "You've only planted them now, and I don't even know if they'll sprout or be harvested—what if you're still lying to me? Who will compensate me for the damage to my reputation?"

"You're not trying to renege on your promise, are you?"

Miss Karen, with a nonchalant air, dusted herself off and wrapped her arms around my neck affectionately like a brother, revealing a bright smile.

"Of course not. How about this, I'll come here often to check on the crops and your work, and as the plants flower and bear fruit, I'll pay you back in installments, how about that?"

I scratched my head, puzzled, and said, "What you're saying seems to make sense... but what's the point of doing this? Besides making you have to come to my ranch every day..."

Suddenly, Miss Karen blushed and punched me in the stomach. "Shut up, you're so annoying! Just do as I say!"

"Pfft!!! If you don't want to pay back the money, fine, but you don't have to kill someone!!!" I wailed.

"Enough with the nonsense, I'll treat you to dinner at the tavern."

"Okay, what should we eat?" I instantly returned to normal.

Chapter 563 The Three Illusory Gods Reach the Pinnacle

The rain that fell all morning, combined with the bright sunshine at noon, created a stuffy and hot climate, making people so sleepy in the afternoon that they didn't even want to lift their fingers.

I sat at the bar, listlessly scooping rice from my plate, a sight that even surprised the owner of Dart.

"Marcus, what's wrong with you? I've never seen you so tired. You can usually finish two portions. Have my cooking skills deteriorated?"

Boss Dart stroked his beard thoughtfully, but Karen explained directly, "This guy just said he was going to cheer up, but he's exhausted after plowing the field for a while. Boss, you don't need to pay him any mind."

I said weakly, "I finished a whole day's work in one morning, plowed so much land, and sowed so many seeds. That's already quite an achievement, okay? Karen, of course you don't feel tired. Since ancient times, only oxen have died from exhaustion, not from plowing..."

Halfway through my sentence, I noticed that Mr. Dart was looking at me with a suspicious gaze, and I suddenly realized what I had said.

Oh my god!

It must be because I was too tired that my thoughts started running wild and I couldn't even control them.

Fortunately, Karen didn't realize I had accidentally driven onto Mount Akina, and thankfully, Mr. Dart, with his old car, didn't come out to give me drifting instructions, otherwise I would probably be dead by now.

Ahem, too much talk leads to mistakes, so I'd better keep quiet...

I focused my attention on myself and asked myself honestly if the exercise and attempts I had just made had been very effective, and that I had achieved the level I expected in a short period of time. The only problem was that I still couldn't control the pace of the exercise.

The mental fatigue was obvious, and I admit that. Only after taking control of this body did I realize how terrifying the colonizer system's computing power was, to be able to manipulate the bugged function of the power-accumulation mode so skillfully.

To break through the mental shackles, the only methods I can think of right now, besides Old Man Hook and Father Carter's Sleeping Arhat Fist, are the magical mental abilities of the Meto Empire in the Edge World, which can condense mental energy into tangible attacks.

Looking back, that time was truly dangerous. If it weren't for the bald man using the King of Light's vast and extremely aggressive spiritual power to block it for me, I would be covered in new flowers blooming on the grassland by now.

On my way back, I asked Harris about it, and he told me that this ability seemed to be a kind of psionic technology from a broken empire, relying on implanting a mind-awakening device in the brain to stimulate the development of mental abilities.

Awakening device...