The fluctuation was familiar. It had heralded several of the space's previous upgrades.
Romon sank into meditation, immersing himself in the Shennong Horn Space.
As soon as he entered, pale green motes formed a virtual dialog box before his eyes. It read, "The space has reached level seventeen. Upgrade?"
Is it ready to upgrade already? Romon was rather surprised. By his calculations, it should not have happened until around April next year. Why had it come early again?
He looked up. The Light Orb looked more and more like a sun. The sky had cleared after the snow, and golden radiance bathed everything below.
Outside, it was already December. The bitter winter had arrived, bringing the year's first snowfall. White covered everything, with scarcely any green left exposed as far as the eye could see.
Now, for the first time, snow had fallen in the Shennong Horn Space as well. Its five hundred thousand mu lay beneath a blanket of white, its climate synchronized with the outside world.
Within this space, Romon was merely a projection. He could even float high in the air.
Hovering overhead, he looked down at the expanse below. There were plains, hills, and more plains. He could also see fields of wheat, vineyards, and olive groves, though they occupied only a tiny portion of the entire space.
Farther away lay hills and forests. In most of the forests, fallen leaves lay around the roots, covered by a thin layer of snow. Everything seemed so harmonious and natural.
Through his Spirit Eye, he could see abundant life energy circulating within the space, even in winter.
Even the assorted seeds he had scattered before had naturally formed an ecosystem of their own. Compared with the deliberately planted forests, their growth was somewhat sparse, yet they were all