In Farmer King World, a field was thick with sweet potato shoots.
An old farmer with green hair held a coin. He tossed it gently and watched it fall.
Clink!
The coin struck a stone.
It rolled into the field and came to rest with its reverse side facing up.
In this world, the coin bore Shennong, who had cultivated the sweet potato, on one side and the emperor who had ended the war on the other. It was meant to tell the world that those who truly contributed to all humanity were greater than those who held power.
The old farmer bent to pick up the coin and muttered, "Sigh. My divination really is useless. Is Nameless putting on an act or not? I can't see through him."
Just then, he heard voices from the sweet potato shoots around him.
A smile spread across his face, bright as a bountiful harvest. "So none of you could hold back after all?"
The next moment, he collapsed.
The soil around him flowed like water and covered him. In the blink of an eye, the ground was level again.
Chicken-Eating World.
Crowds of "chicken people" moved through the streets. Some were so happy they could not contain themselves and threw back their heads to cluck a few times.
A burly man with a chicken's head ate skewers of fried centipede while watching the live broadcast on an Oracle Stone. When he saw Nameless kill Xiao Yao, he frowned. Even the fried centipede in his hand seemed less tasty.
He walked up to a shop and called out, "Boss, two skewers of fried mortals and one of fried cultivator!"
Just then, a strange voice reached his ears.
"Heh heh. Someone couldn't hold back after all."
A smile appeared on his face, and