Waking Up to Countless New Memes in My Head!

The black particle effects gradually faded away.

Fang Mo returned once again to that familiar white world.

The reluctant farewells by his ears, those choked, aggrieved roars, all vanished, replaced by an expanse of dead-white silence without a single echo.

Fang Mo slowly opened his eyes.

Before him was a floating platform so vast that its edges were nearly impossible to see.

"Goodbye, Little Snowman."

A faint smile tugged at his lips as he walked toward the other end of the platform without looking back.

Even with his partner helping out, Fang Mo habitually checked the surrounding situation—what ores were missing from storage, whether the mob farm was overflowing, and whether every aspect of the home needed maintenance.

Naturally, he also took a look at the industrial area.

Alex was still buried in those incomprehensible tech mods. She merely greeted Fang Mo when she saw him.

After checking everything over,

Fang Mo gained a rough understanding of the situation at home.

What they lacked most now were all kinds of minerals. Whether it was basic metals needed for industry or the strange materials on the Tinkers' Construct side, everything required mineral support.

Xiaoyao was building mining machines too.

But at the moment, there were not many mods capable of creating ores from the void.

According to his little partner, there were only two mods at home that could produce ores from the void. One was IndustrialCraft's Matter Fabricator, which burned UU Matter to create ores out of thin air.

The other was Immersive Engineering's Bucket Wheel Excavator.

That thing was quite efficient, but it had its own unique vein mechanics.

If they needed Iron Ore, they first had to take a Core Sample Drill out to explore the map, manually surveying Chunk by Chunk to see which Chunk had iron