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"I know you're curious, but don't be curious yet."
On the small path leading to the Park, Yang Tao, who was proficient in nonsensical literature, suddenly spoke, leaving Conan, who had not experienced the baptism of domestic websites, unsure how to respond.
"I don't even know the name of the Black Organization?"
"How did you…"
Conan was greatly surprised, but before he could finish speaking, Yang Tao directly interrupted him.
"Don't worry, I don't have mind-reading abilities. Although I don't know the Black Organization, you can call them the Distillery."
"Why…"
"That's because the people in their organization are all referred to by alcohol names. For example, the tall, thin man who knocked you out and forcibly poured an unknown liquid into you is called Gin, and the one with him is called Vodka."
"You…"
"As for why I know, that's a secret, but rest assured, I am not part of the Distillery."
You still say you can't read minds?
Conan was stifled several times in a row, and being smart, he stopped speaking. The man in front of him was simply too mysterious. But just as this thought popped into his head, Yang Tao chuckled and said, "Conan, isn't there anything you want to ask?"
"..."
If I wasn't so small, I'd definitely fight you.
Conan had already forgotten how many years it had been since he felt this kind of exasperation.
"Who exactly are you? And what exactly is that strange space?"
Turning a corner, Yang Tao saw the Park Conan had mentioned, filled with lush, tall trees.
"You only need to know that my name is Yang Tao. And that I don't harbor too much ill will towards you. Other matters are meaningless to you."
Discussing Minecraft or the Backrooms with Conan?
However, Conan became even more confused after hearing Yang Tao's explanation.
Either there's ill will or there isn't. What do you mean by 'not too much ill will'?
The two arrived in the Park. Yang Tao found a sturdy large tree and reached out to touch its rough trunk.
"This should be about right…"
Conan, holding a basketball, stood to the side and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Cut down a tree, of course…"
With that, a mosaic stone axe appeared in his hand, startling Conan at this sudden sight.
Then he watched as Yang Tao swung the strange axe in his hand at the tree trunk, a dull thud echoing in the silent night.
Conan felt as if his worldview had been refreshed. He stared intently at Yang Tao's movements, and at the black cracks made of blocks appearing on the tree trunk.
'This… this isn't scientific…'
"It's really hard to cut."
The cracks on the tree trunk spread extremely slowly. After more than ten strikes, the cracks only covered a third of it.
Thump… Thump… Thump…
Bang…
With a soft sound, the tall tree directly 'exploded,' the entire trunk transforming into fist-sized blocks that fell from the air and then flew into Yang Tao's body.
"It really works!"
Yang Tao looked at the oak Logs in his backpack, a smile on his face. Now he no longer had to worry about wood.
Picking up the oak Saplings and apples that had fallen to the ground, he also speculated inwardly: 'It looks like real-world trees are converted into Minecraft trees the moment they are cut down…'
'If that's the case, I could spend money to buy some coal.'
The current Overworld was truly dirt poor; he desperately needed all kinds of materials.
He glanced at the progress bar.
[Detective Conan World Exploration Progress: 10.013%]
Compared to the Backrooms, which showed almost no significant change in progress, the progress bar for the Detective Conan World was completely illogical.
Actually, at first, the progress for the Detective Conan World was only 0.001%.
However, after he directly encountered Conan, the progress bar directly soared by 10%. He felt it should be because Conan was the protagonist of the Detective Conan World.
'If the speed of the progress bar's increase is related to so-called plot characters… then does visiting a graveyard count?'
The Detective Conan World has no shortage of anything else, but there are certainly many dead people. He just didn't know if those reduced to ashes counted.
Putting away his wicked thoughts, Yang Tao looked at Conan and said with a smile, "Hey, kid, shut your mouth for a bit."
"How exactly did you do that?"
"Cut down a tree?"
"How did such a large tree disappear? And what's with that strange axe in your hand?"
Yang Tao did not answer Conan's question but instead retorted, "How do you breathe?"
Conan, whose eyes were originally shining, was bewildered by Yang Tao's nonsensical question: "How do I breathe? Inhale, exhale…"
"Exactly. What you find unbelievable is to me like breathing. Taking out the axe and cutting the tree will result in the scene you saw."
Putting away the stone axe, Yang Tao took an apple from his backpack and handed it to Conan, politely saying, "Thank you for bringing me here. This is a gift for you."
Looking at the perfectly, almost unnaturally, flawless apple in Yang Tao's hand, Conan didn't refuse and reached out to take it.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'm leaving now. I'll come find you again tomorrow."
Yang Tao silently chanted 'Open door,' and a wooden door appeared beside him. After a moment's thought, he took out the Stun-Gun Wristwatch he had previously taken from Conan's bedroom desk and threw it to Conan.
"Be careful on your way home tonight. After all, you're still a child."
"Bye bye!"
With that, Yang Tao opened the wooden door and stepped inside. As the door closed, he and the wooden door vanished before Conan's eyes.
Conan clutched the Stun-Gun Wristwatch, staring at the spot where Yang Tao had disappeared, his eyes filled with unrestrained shock.
"Yang Tao… who exactly are you?"
…
Back in the Overworld.
Eric's snores were still steady, but Yang Tao ignored him and walked to the Workbench, where he broke down all the logs he had just obtained into planks.
"First, I'll craft a shield, then some signs. I don't have many doors right now, and who knows, there might be wooden doors everywhere later, so it's good to get into the habit of marking things early…"
Signs are considered decorative items in Minecraft. Their purpose is exactly as their name suggests: players can write text on them.
They are very useful in the game for sorting chests.
After all, as the number of items increases later on, without categorization, you'd have to search through several chests to find what you want each time.
He glanced at the percentage of the so-called exploration progress, thinking, 'I wonder what will happen when this progress bar reaches one hundred percent…'
As an achievement hunter and collector, even if it gave no rewards, he would still find a way to push the progress to 100%. If it got stuck at 99%, he felt he might go crazy for a very, very, very long time.
After a quick tidy of the items on him, he walked towards the wooden door leading to Level 1.
He needed more energy and iron, and even monsters.
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