"Come on, I'll teach you how to build this iron farm."
"The core concept behind a fully automatic iron farm can be summed up in four words—"
Holding a cup of hot cocoa, Lu Yuan looked at Wang Qiuer, whose eyes were shining with thirst for knowledge, and slowly uttered several chilling words: "Exploitation and intimidation."
As the proud Auspicious Beast of the Douluo Continent, Wang Qiuer was now sitting there like an obedient elementary school student, diligently taking notes in her mind.
After being "lifted high" by Iron Golems seven times in a row, that humiliation had completely transformed her desire for strength into a frenzied obsession with how to become stronger.
"Boss, tell me exactly how this exploitation method works," Wang Qiuer asked impatiently.
"It's simple."
Lu Yuan worked the mouse and swiftly built a small, suspended wooden shack on the ground. "First, we need to solve the labor supply problem. In plain terms—it's villager breeding."
Lu Yuan pointed at the villagers in the village, who looked carefree as they wandered around humming.
"In Minecraft, as long as villagers have enough beds and enough food on them—bread, carrots, things like that—they'll start producing hearts and then make baby villagers."
"So, we build an enclosed space with no doors, only beds, lock two villagers inside, and then keep tossing carrots in there like crazy. Once they produce enough villagers, we transport them to the core of our iron farm."
Wang Qiuer froze for a moment. A strange expression flashed across her stunning face. "Lock them up and force them to have children? That... that's too..."
"Too cruel?" Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow.
"It's incredibly efficient!" Wang Qiuer slapped her thigh, her eyes glowing with excitement. "That saves us the trouble of searching everywhere for villages. Isn't this an endless