To Get Rich, Start by Chopping Trees

"Strange ceiling..." Fang Bie opened his eyes. He had originally intended to follow the example of others and sigh at his situation, but unfortunately, it had little effect.

Besides, what he saw wasn't a ceiling at all, but an empty sky.

"That's not right. I've seen protagonists in other novels say this line and immediately feel as if they've been blessed with great fortune, casting all pain and fear to the back of their minds, with grand ambitions following as a matter of course. How come when I say it, there's no reaction?"

Fang Bie complained. He struggled to climb up from the red Wool Bed, looked up toward the east, and saw a square sun slowly rising from there.

"So this is the world of Minecraft..." He sighed. The freshness of arriving in a new world yesterday had long since been exhausted overnight.

He had gone through great pains to kill two sheep, craft this bed, and force himself to lie down on it just as night was about to fall.

Fang Bie was not a gaming novice. Although Minecraft is a puzzle game for everyone, he was not Steve, who could survive anything and respawn even after death.

He was just an ordinary person of flesh and blood. Having just arrived in this world without knowing anything, the night was the most dangerous thing for him.

Fang Bie carefully climbed off the bed and observed his surroundings. When he slept last night, the situation had been rushed, and the sound of the Zombie had been almost constantly at his ears, so he hadn't paid much attention to the area.

Now, it seemed the surroundings were actually quite nice.

The place where he had placed his bed was a small hill. The warm sunlight shone on the few trees around him, illuminating the space and clearing away the threat of Zombies lurking in the dark.

Minecraft, also known as My World, is a block-building game. Fang Bie could be considered a veteran player with extensive experience in this type of game; at the very least, for him right now, the daytime was quite safe.

"Let's go. Can't waste time. When I arrived here yesterday, it was getting dark and there was no good solution. Today, I'd better find a shelter to settle down in." Fang Bie planned his actions slightly and opened the Wooden Chest beside the bed.

Fang Bie tapped the bed beside him with his hand. On the fourth tap, this one-meter-wide, two-meter-long ordinary red wool bed crumbled under his gaze into a block the size of his palm.

"Even if it's not the first time seeing this, it still feels incredibly magical!" Fang Bie exclaimed. He reached his hand forward slightly, and the block was absorbed into his body.

In front of him, a screen that only he could see appeared. A row of nine hotbar slots appeared, and the bed he had just picked up was in the first slot.

In the other slots, there were items like Wooden Planks, Apples, and an Axe, which was no different from the game.

Fang Bie moved his mind, and the wooden Axe appeared in his hand. He struck the chest beside him a few times. A visible crack appeared on the chest, and then it shattered with a soft sound.

"Pop!" The chest itself shattered instantly, turning into a small block spinning on the ground, which Fang Bie also absorbed into his body.

After confirming there was nothing else around, he turned his gaze back to the surrounding trees.

Fang Bie didn't know if he possessed a body as immortal as Steve's, or if he had simply crossed over with his mortal body and only had one life.

Steve is the original protagonist of this world and the creator of this world. He not only possesses the strength to lift 36 stacks of 64 gold blocks each—which is over 40,000 tons—but also automatically respawns upon death, making him truly immortal.

However, to be safe, he had to finish everything he needed to do today before dark and go to sleep before the monsters actually spawned.

In the mechanics of Minecraft, as long as you lie on a bed to rest, it prevents monsters from spawning nearby. Once it becomes daytime, most monsters cannot cause you any real harm.

It was for this reason that Fang Bie had hurriedly made a bed and gone to sleep just as night was falling.

He didn't want to face a Zombie without any equipment. Even in the game, these Zombies were not only incredibly stupid but also lacked any particularly strong combat ability outside of swarming.

But Fang Bie took the concept of "caution" to the extreme. Unless it was a place he absolutely had to go, he wouldn't have any desire to head there.

After thinking all this through, his preliminary preparations were basically finished. He walked over to a Birch Tree on the top of the hill to perform the task every Minecraft player must engage in: chopping wood.

"Chopping wood brings wealth, mining iron strengthens the body, chopping x hurts the body—Lu Xun did not deceive me!" Fang Bie swung the axe in his hand; compared to the efficiency of using his hands to punch the tree trunk last night, this was much faster.

Although Fang Bie was quite tall—1.85 meters, which was not small anywhere—compared to the things in this world, he could be considered small and cute.

Those tree trunks were basically 1x1 meters, meaning the most ordinary tree was a meter thick. A tree was composed of only five or six 1x1 blocks, and it only took three or four minutes to chop one down.

Soon, his backpack was stacked with half a stack of wood, and the leaves in the air fell one after another, turning into some Saplings and four or five bright red Apples.

This small hill didn't just have Birch Trees; there were also plenty of Oak Trees and a small number of Spruce Trees, all of which were soon chopped down by Fang Bie bit by bit.

Fang Bie couldn't waste all his time chopping wood. After clearing the trees in this area, he casually planted all the Saplings he had collected in a corner and began to build his own home in this area.

I have to say, this was truly a rare and magical experience. He held those blocks, which should have been heavy as a thousand jun, as if he were holding air, feeling only some strange tactile sensations from them.

And the moment he placed a block down, it seemed to turn from virtual to real, instantly becoming a solid object, a full one-meter cube laid out on the ground or wall.

Fang Bie only built a place large enough for himself to rest and stay, about 10 square meters, with a bed and a wooden chest inside.

Fang Bie used a wooden plank as a nightstand, placing it by the bed with two unfinished apples on it. By the time he finished all this, the sun was already approaching the west.