Xu Zhi remained perfectly calm. He silently ate Funeral Chicken, continued browsing the forums, and lurked in the enemy camp.
After confirming that those animals had merely made this post and truly had no intention of coming after him, he finally relaxed.
He did not have that much time to monitor the actions of those Sand Sculpture Players, so he began attending to his proper business—species evolution.
After all, the sandbox's evolution and the birth of species were the primary goals.
First came the development of the Spore Evolution sandbox.
After producing a slime, these players seemed to have no more high-potential species. They were all lousy creatures.
"Still, with this post stirring them up, they'll probably be completely fired up about evolving high-potential species. They'll want to go to another world and begin a second life, so there's no need to worry. It'll definitely spark a huge wave of enthusiasm."
Xu Zhi had always believed that as long as a large batch of players' hairlines were sacrificed, new extraordinary high-potential species would soon emerge.
There was no rush for that.
Moreover, according to surveys of the player base, most players in this casual (cultivation) sandbox game were young people between sixteen and twenty-six.
There were barely any minors.
"Spore Evolution" did not need teenage gaming restriction regulations like other Online Games.
After all, without a certain level of education and high intelligence, one simply could not play it! "It's just that these people are all so young, yet they're about to eagerly stay up late until they become bald or develop receding hairlines."
Xu Zhi revealed a trace of pity, though his expression remained indifferent. "By the way, Intelligent Sub-brain, are those treants they've evolved, hopping around so energetically, of any use?"
Although Xu Zhi was doing this for