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

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With Sebala's assistance, the ranch has a complete power system, which delivers electricity to every corner through underground cables. The main building's power supply is for its own use, the warehouse's power supply is for production, and the power lines at the edge of the ranch are for further improving the defense system.

I had assumed that the Colonizer System's defenses were limited to civilian facilities like sandbags and fences, but as the Colonizer System delved deeper into the Edge World, it unexpectedly mastered a higher level of military defense architecture.

Not to mention I also experienced defending a position with drone guns and molten cannons, all I can say now is...

Wow, it smells so good!

If I could reach that level in the tech tree, I could single-handedly handle waves of monstrous beasts and pirate armies. And if I had a chance to even touch the threshold of the "Genesis," and blast the "Eye of Death" to smithereens with a single shot...

Although it was just a vessel for the "Eye of Death," it was still a celestial body!

A chaotic being that played the sound of death, which would have wandered the universe and stirred up countless terrifying waves!

This dream is still too far away from me.

In the edge world, I encountered barbarians wielding clubs and wearing leather coats, medieval cavalry equipped with flintlock muskets and steel breastplates, people studying the lost technologies of ancient civilizations, and rigid empires that directly inherited interstellar civilizations.

Amidst this chaotic mix of cultural and technological influences, the techniques I can quickly grasp at a glance are mostly medieval-era forging and brewing methods, as if I've gained Sharingan powers, completely disregarding copyright issues.

For things involving basic electrical technology and gun manufacturing, I need to have more hands-on experience and read other things such as blueprints and ingredient formulas before I can have the same manufacturing options in the colonist system.

In order to master the defense technology that I coveted, I once returned to the now-shrunken Mount Corillo, used my privileges to enter the control room, and successfully obtained the blueprints for the drone gun and the molten cannon.

However, the names of the components mentioned above are all full of the complexities unique to the microelectronics era. To complete their production by hand would be no less difficult than hand-carving a CPU, and to achieve a benchmark score that surpasses that of the Ryzen 9 5950X.

all in all……

AMD, YES!

My analysis of the colonizer system's technological structure suggests that it implicitly considers the power system as a threshold.

It can be produced without an electrical system, using only a simple manufacturing station and readily available raw materials.

For technologies beyond electricity, even more sophisticated assembly lines, more complex parts, and rarer raw materials are required to complete an entire process.

I have a feeling that only by breaking through the threshold of microelectronics and manufacturing devices like computers can we break through the technological barriers and step into a new technological era...

But overall I'm not too worried.

First, I already have a general idea of ​​the technological framework in mind. The clashes between different civilizations in the edge world allow me to make thorough comparisons and contrasts, identify their commonalities, and use them as guiding directions for my technological breakthroughs.

For handicraft manufacturing, I can learn from the tribes; for medieval technology, I can copy the loader's techniques; and for town-era technology, I can find a blueprint in the Ayim Human Federation.

I am very confident that I can create a civilization on the same level as a post-apocalyptic wasteland outpost on the ranch!

Secondly, in addition to bringing back the portable reactor, I also got my hands on that magical, broken, eternal furnace, which is perfectly capable of creating products that represent the pinnacle of craftsmanship.

From a box of marine machinery parts I scavenged from Zach, I picked out various types of gears, capacitors, circuit boards, pipes, wires, and chips. Using the "manufacture parts" command on the workbench, I successfully created more than a dozen amazing universal parts that can be adapted to all kinds of mechanical systems and used to assemble electronic products and complex machinery.

With all these factors combined, how could my development speed not be fast? My efficiency must be comparable to the speed at which a person arrives in Chongqing, accidentally eats a "mildly spicy" hot pot, has ammonia installed in their stomach to accelerate their journey to the toilet, right?

Chapter 567 Marcus's Little Class Begins

Although I don't have mastered the most advanced defense technologies, I have managed to develop an effective defense system.

The essence of defense is not the assembly of buildings or the piling up of weapons, but the externalization of the user's flexible strategy. No matter how impregnable the Maginot Line was, it could not withstand wave after wave of growing war-weariness in the rear, and was thus firmly restrained by an enemy full of the desire to take the initiative.

Furthermore, even if morale doesn't collapse, the exorbitant maintenance costs will turn the entire defense line into a graveyard for the national treasury.

Therefore, to build a defense system, it is necessary to utilize some unique methods adapted to local conditions.

Luckily, I found some cheap and useful buildings.

Building Name: Trench

Construction Description: This is a long, narrow trench dug into the ground, requiring ascent and descent to cross, thus effectively slowing down movement. Soldiers inside the trench will receive significant cover while suffering from weapon fire.

This is something I unexpectedly gained while leading the tribe in trench warfare.

Whether facing a barrage of heavy fire or a devastating artillery barrage, the trenches demonstrated excellent defensive capabilities and also served as a base for both offensive and defensive operations. To be bolder, I could employ trench warfare tactics to push the troop forward right under the enemy's nose.

After setting up the building blueprints around the ranch, with the system command issued, I transformed into the shovel-wielding class, stirring up a whirlwind of dust and stone powder in the wild, digging trenches like shoveling cake.

Compared to the extensive and complex trench network, this trench surrounding the ranch was much simpler. It was deep and narrow, barely wide enough for two people to pass each other, but deep enough to bury the bodies of an entire squad lying flat!

I didn't have high hopes for this trench. After all, it looked too narrow. It might trip up some careless people, but it would be difficult to trap someone with a purpose, since it's only a matter of stepping over it.

So I always thought that the biggest use of this thing was to serve as a drainage ditch and a buffer zone against the spread of wild grass on Mads Mountain.

But I forgot that this thing was generated by the system.

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After I finished building the trench and was about to jump back to the ranch area, my body, suspended in mid-air above the trench, felt like I was being sucked into a bucket of cement and sank into Tokyo Bay by a terrifying suction force...

When I came to my senses, I found myself lying sprawled out in the trench, staring blankly at the sky.

"...What happened? (?ω?)"

I stood up, wondering if I had slipped and fallen into the ditch.

But when I faced a wall as tall as myself, my agile climbing movements became almost slow motion, and it took me several minutes to climb out of the trench.

The process wasn't particularly difficult, and walking in the trenches was normal. However, there was a strange suction force emanating from the trenches, making my ascent extremely difficult and forcing me to double the time, turning it into a ridiculous slow motion.

It was only then that I remembered the system description mentioned the keywords "climb" and "slow"...

Is the "climb" it refers to, where it is forced to fall into a trench that cannot be crossed?

The crawling motion becomes sluggish, which is what it means by "slow"?

As expected, the system logic is simple and brutal, leaving no room for complaint...

Compared to the wooden fence, which is "impassable" but easily destroyed, this trench is incredibly cost-effective. After all, the enemy can quickly destroy the fence with tools, but they might not necessarily come here with shovels to fill in the trench.

...If they really do come with shovels, then they might actually be there to support construction teams in impoverished areas—besides, it's hard to say which job takes more time: climbing or filling in the holes.

But there really is something wrong with this trench!

In contrast to its simple appearance, what is most puzzling is the mysterious gravity that appears inside.

Even a fool could think of a hundred ways to utilize this technology more effectively than trenches, such as setting up gravity traps, trigger-activated minefields, or armored vehicle exclusion zones. So why would this gravity manipulation technology end up in a ditch like this?!

The person who made this system must be out of their mind!

"Hey, is there some kind of mysterious causal law involved in this 'obvious cover'...?"

I stroked my chin and pondered for a while, still unable to figure out how the system would rationalize this absurd effect.

But judging from its unreasonable functionality, I'm 90% certain that this system was developed by an outsourced company!

Imagine this: the client makes demands such as "a multicolored black," "zoom in while enlarging the image," and "use Photoshop, not PS, to edit the image." The contractor, after staying up all night revising the draft, finally loses all their hair and transforms into a ridiculous, idiotic god.

The subsequent creation process was a chaotic mess of wind and thunder, water and fire, distorting space and altering time, almost obliterating even the Great Dao, ultimately resulting in this shameful system...

Doesn't it make a lot more sense when you think about it this way?

...That's utterly unreasonable.

But with the idea that as long as Kirino is cute enough to make me feel good, I'll continue browsing through the system's functional buildings and decide to openly build my happiness on the suffering of the system's creator!

Building Name: Barbed Wire

Construction Description: A steel fencing line composed of sharp edges and spaced dots, which not only slows down enemy movement but also inflicts cuts and stabs.

...Rich Women's Happiness Network?

I quickly built a steel shield around the trench.

The wires used in this structure were forged and pulled from a broken, eternal furnace. The brutal cutting preserved the sharpest cross-sections, and the sections are intertwined with the wooden stakes deeply embedded in the ground, forming an unsolvable puzzle.

I wore a satisfied yet wicked smile as I looked at the newly created website for rich women's happiness.

I don't know if rich women are happy, but I'm definitely very happy!

If enemies or hostile creatures were to appear on the outskirts of the ranch, their first instinct would be to jump over the unassuming barbed wire fence.

In that case, the barbed wire will teach them a lesson—the bleeding from this thing isn't just a superficial tear, but a persistent and difficult-to-cure bleeding condition, and once you get it, you'll pay a huge price for what you take lightly.

Later on, once the enemy figured out the properties of the barbed wire, they would definitely look at the trench, which was just a small tunnel, with a "nothing special" expression, and jump over it with full of anger. Then... they would lie in the pit together and count the stars!

Hehehe...

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"Marcus!"

"Marcus, where are you?!"

The calls came from the entrance of the ranch, and as the footsteps slowly approached, a few people came to stand before me.

Old Muqi, with his granddaughter Mei by the hand, and Ellie with You, came to my ranch and finally saw me at the edge of the ranch.

The entire ranch was calm and peaceful in the afternoon, except for this place where there was a lot of construction going on, so it's not surprising that they were able to find me.

But their expressions when they saw me were a bit strange. Old Muqi stared in disbelief, Ellie covered her mouth, while You and Mei, being more innocent and carefree, asked me together.

"Big brother, why are you lying in the pit? Is it too hot outside?"

...Oh no, I forgot today is the first day of school at Ranch Elementary School. Now the teacher looks like he's just tried to steal a chicken, and the students and their parents saw him! What should I do?!

"I am contemplating the true meaning of life."

I tried to keep a serious expression, and stretched out slightly in the narrow tunnel to make myself look as comfortable as possible.

"what is that?"

Mei squatted curiously by the trench, looking at me with her innocent big eyes.

Don't... don't think that starry-eyed attacks are effective!

At this moment, I was covered in dust and dirt, and my inner clothes were riddled with holes. Fortunately, I had taken off my long coat beforehand, otherwise I would have ended up looking like a beggar.

I just mustered up the courage to try it out, and it perfectly demonstrates how terrifying it can be when humans are courting death.

I tried to jump over the barbed wire, but my leap was blocked in mid-air by an invisible force. At a height that I could have easily jumped over, I was pulled down by a sudden force and stepped onto the top of the barbed wire.

Having anticipated this, I tried to pass through, but my movement slowed down again, and I became trapped in the barbed wire. As I moved, the barbed wire on both sides wrapped around me.

In the end, I had no choice but to obediently take out the triple blade of my left arm guard and slowly grind down the barbed wire that was binding me. Only then could I finally struggle out of the barbed wire and find the correct way to get through.

It took me at least ten minutes to completely resolve the problem...

But I will never tell you that I just finished repairing the barbed wire-trench defense system, and in my overconfidence, I tried to cross the trench, only to fall in again. It took me until now to come to my senses.