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With just a swing of the Iron Axe in his hand, he could effortlessly demolish anything in his path. The power of the Iron Axe was astonishing; within just a few movements, a tree with a trunk as thick as a meter was shattered into pieces, suspended in mid-air as if lifted by an invisible force.
What was most peculiar was that only Yun Yi could see these disassembled wooden fragments; Guan Yu was completely oblivious to them. To him, it appeared as though Yun Yi was merely swinging the Iron Axe at the air, and the massive tree fell as if pulled down by some unseen power. Guan Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, his face filled with astonishment.
However, this shock quickly transformed into understanding. After all, he was dealing with what one might call a celestial being! If even a deity had to chop down trees like an ordinary person, then the title of "divine" would be meaningless. At that moment, he also grasped why Yun Yi had previously stated that he did not need his assistance. This method of logging truly surpassed anything Guan Yu could offer; even observing from the sidelines could potentially cause disruption.
Upon reaching a certain level, Yun Yi's Absolute Territory expanded to a radius of several meters. This distance was sufficient to cover most of the height of the trees, allowing him to begin cutting from the top rather than starting from the bottom. Previously, after chopping down part of a tree, he would have to wait for it to fall before continuing. But now, he could slice through the treetops in segments, eliminating any waiting time and significantly increasing his efficiency.
With both hands wielding two Iron Axes, he swiftly segmented a dead tree towering twenty to thirty meters high. The pieces were instantly stored in his backpack. One after another, before long, Yun Yi had accumulated hundreds of newly chopped logs in his backpack, along with some seeds and apples.
Yun Yi returned to the Workshop, and Guan Er Ge watched everything with wide eyes, as if witnessing a Divine Miracle.
"Keep learning," Yun Yi said with a smile, giving him a pat on the shoulder.
Although Guan Yu longed to help, he could only agree to continue reading the text in his hands due to his limited abilities. He pulled out a bundle of bamboo slips from the cart. This recording method, though primitive, was practical; each roll consisted of about ten bamboo pieces, with each piece capable of holding around thirty to forty characters. In total, these bamboo slips could record no more than twenty thousand words. In later times, even a medium-length novel would contain this much content.
Yun Yi glanced over and realized it was the complete "Spring and Autumn." He understood why ancient people preferred concise writing; it was due to the high cost of writing materials that compelled them to be frugal with words. Daily life, however, still relied on colloquial language.
Under the dim light of the Nuclear Torch, Guan Yu continued reciting "Spring and Autumn," while Yun Yi busied himself processing the felled wood. The wood was treated and transformed into planks, ultimately combining into over two hundred Brown Wooden Boxes. These boxes were placed one by one into a larger box.
What seemed impossible was merely one of the basic rules of the game. In the game, boxes placed inside another box were considered empty by default; thus, they were treated as ordinary items and could be stored in other boxes or stacked together. Each group supported a maximum number of item types for stacking. Once a box contained other objects, it could no longer hold additional containers. However, there was a special exception known as the Shadow Box; regardless of whether it contained items or not, it could be stored in other boxes, though Shadow Boxes could not accommodate each other.
After completing a series of tasks, Yun Yi returned to the Workshop and added a large number of wooden sticks and Iron Ingots. He continuously crafted dozens of new Iron Axes, all collected for himself.
The next task remained: relentless logging! As night deepened, the moonlight and stars shone brightly in the sky, with not a single cloud in sight. On the ground, every few seconds another tree fell silently. If someone were to overlook this place, they might be startled by this sudden phenomenon.
Ah, another sapling! Logging not only yielded logs but also had a certain chance of dropping Seedlings and apples.
If it were before, I would surely have planted the Seedling in the soil, contributing to the environmental protection of the Earth. But now, things are different.
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