Zhu Zhengwei set foot on the entire island.
Under his feet was a lush green lawn, with flowers in full bloom.
He gazed into the distance. That was the direction in which the Immortal Herbs had descended.
"Let's leave them there for now. They can admire the scenery together. They're only here to look at the wallpaper anyway, and they won't be useful for the time being."
After all, their greatest task was to work as miners.
Mining with their brainpower.
The main objective had already been achieved, so he would leave them in a corner for now.
Besides, how much space could two thousand small grass plants occupy on the island?
An area of sixty square meters, the size of a two-bedroom apartment with a living room, would be enough.
Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath. "Next, I'll remodel the old ruins. And the old ruins will use the entire Birth Dwelling brought in by Zeng Civen as the primary map!"
Just as Zhu Zhengwei had created a birthplace village called Zhujing Village, he would create Zeng Civen's birthplace village here as well.
And where had he been born a hundred years ago?
Zhu Zhengwei had searched Qiandu Encyclopedia for this old man's life story.
He had been born in Old Shanghai Beach nearly a century ago.
"In other words, I need to recreate part of Shanghai Beach from a hundred years ago on this island and use it as a prehistoric shelter!"
Zhu Zhengwei kept calculating.
"Also, I need to fully activate some of the core dream-making permissions, modify Zeng Civen's Root Dream data, and alter the worldview of his Birth Dwelling."
Zhu Zhengwei looked at the phantom of an old man.
Whoosh.
The scenes flashed past like images in a zoetrope.
His Root Dream unfolded before Zhu