Miao Shuangshuang frowned as she looked at the commotion involving Chen Fei on the other side. A bit annoyed, she glanced at Lin Yu, who was surveying the surroundings, and said casually, "I wonder when the game will start."
Lin Yu retracted his gaze from the scenery and shrugged, "Not sure, but it should be a while. For tasks guiding newcomers, the game usually gives plenty of time for veteran players to calm the newcomers.
You've seen it yourself. These newcomers are a bit troublesome; few can accept reality as soon as they enter the game. It takes some effort to appease them."
As Lin Yu and Miao Shuangshuang were talking, Zhao Chu came running over happily with a large handful of still-green wheat sheaves.
Seeing Miao Shuangshuang and Lin Yu, Zhao Chu excitedly said to the two, "Great Gods, we're just sitting around anyway. Why not roast some wheat to eat? I see these wheat sheaves are ripe and should be delicious roasted."
