Treabar

Author: Treabar

  • Between reluctance and persistence, Feng Jin’s growth is an absurd adventure

    Feng Jin stood on the lonely track, looking at the starry sky in the distance, feeling as if she had become a part of this world, insignificant and inescapable. She knew that her destiny was a journey on this railway – an unforeseeable journey, perhaps to the end, perhaps never to the end. She was not afraid of the darkness ahead, after all, she was used to it. Like all lonely travelers, Feng Jin’s heart had long become numb, no longer afraid of any challenges from fate.

    “Fear crushes flesh and blood”, this sentence is like a sharp blade, cutting through Feng Jin’s past. In this wasteland, every step is full of pain and hardship. Every heartbeat seems to remind her that she has never really found peace. Fear has become her companion and her haunting dream. On this long railway, Feng Jin has never really been freed from fear. She thought she would be trapped in that feeling until she died of old age. But this is not the case. Feng Jin suddenly realized that fear is just a scar that cannot be healed in everyone’s heart, and she has learned to coexist with it.

    She used to think that escaping is the way to solve problems, but Feng Jin now understands that escaping will never make problems disappear. On the contrary, escaping will only make herself a more lonely traveler. She began to think about whether this fear can bring her any answers? She tried to make herself numb, and tried to make herself no longer care about those meaningless pains. But she found that numbness is not a long-term solution. Because behind numbness, there is often a deeper pain, and the abyss of pain often makes people want to give up everything. But Feng Jin did not choose to give up, she did not choose to retreat.

    “Courage tears the chest” – this sentence is a bit ironic. Courage is not innate, but something that people gradually gain through various pressures in life. Feng Jin is not a born hero. She just gradually understands what courage is after being oppressed and beaten again and again. Courage does not come from external motivation, nor is it some kind of fearless determination. It comes from a certain voice deep in her heart, a power that makes people keep going. Every time Feng Jin feels helpless, she always asks herself: “If I don’t persist, what else can I do?” So she keeps walking, walking on the endless railway, towards an unsolvable puzzle.

    “Glory baptizes the body” – if Feng Jin’s soul has a process of cultivation, then her body is the sacrifice in this process of cultivation. Glory is not what she pursues, but inner peace. She doesn’t need to be remembered by the world, nor does she care about the evaluation of the outside world. Glory is just an illusory bubble that will break with a slight poke. The only thing that can really keep her going is her understanding and cognition of herself. She knows that only after experiencing countless hardships can there be real growth, and only after countless falls can she really stand up.

    Feng Jin is like an abandoned orphan, walking alone in this wasteland. She understands that she is not particularly outstanding, nor does she have a prominent background, or even nothing. But the only thing she has is the heart that is unwilling to give up. She doesn’t believe in the good luck that falls from the sky, nor does she believe that she can become strong overnight. What she believes in is a hammer in her hand, hitting the hard rock hard until it finally cracks and reveals a little light.

    “The seeds of thought” and “the sprouts of manas”, these words are like witnesses of Feng Jin’s growth. In the past, she also doubted her future and whether she could really find a place in this world. But she didn’t give up. Because she knew that even if the seeds were not optimistic, as long as it grew tenaciously, it would eventually break through the soil and see the sun. Feng Jin didn’t think too much about the future. She focused more on the present and concentrated all her strength to face the challenges in front of her. She always believed that everything would unfold naturally with the passage of time.

    “Footprints of Destiny” is not just Feng Jin’s personal history, it is more like a chain wrapped around her, reminding her all the time that no matter how far she goes, she can’t get rid of the shackles of fate. Perhaps fate is an absurd thing, full of uncertainty and paradox. You think you have it under control, but it always catches you off guard. Feng Jin has long stopped fighting against fate. She has learned to accept it, accepting all the harm and tests it brings her. Because she knows that fate has no answers, only choices. And her choice is to keep moving forward on this endless railway until she reaches the end.

    “The sound of the same wish” is like an eternal flame in Feng Jin’s heart. Its voice is small, but it will always echo in her life. It tells her that although the world is full of absurdity and injustice, and although everyone is struggling for their own survival, everyone who insists on living is worthy of respect. Feng Jin did not choose to fight against the world, but learned to reconcile with herself in this wasteland.

    Feng Jin’s growth is precisely an absurd but real adventure. She did not usher in a happy ending after some twists and turns like the hero in the fairy tale. All she has is growth itself – the kind of tenacious power in the storm. In this absurd world, she learned how to coexist with fear, courage, glory, and fate, how to accept her imperfect self, and how to stand up again after countless falls.

    And this Star Dome Railway may be a symbol of all the years Feng Jin has gone through. It has neither an end nor a beginning, only endless waiting and crossing.

  • Behind the glitz, we are all quietly waiting for our own warmth and peace

    I have been in this city for a long time, so long that I almost forgot why I came here in the first place. I used to be very young, with some naive and unrealistic dreams, as if everything could become beautiful from this moment. I used to think that life can be planned, love can be found, and even all the suffering and misfortune can fade with the passage of time. However, reality always teaches you a lesson, telling you that all the beliefs and expectations will eventually turn into a breeze and dissipate in the air.

    That day I sat in a cafe with him, the aroma of coffee lingered in the air, and the people around me talked and laughed, as if everything was so natural. However, I could never find a trace of warmth in my heart. He wore a simple white shirt, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and didn’t talk much, but he always had something to say. Such people often make people feel an unconscious sense of dependence. I once thought that such a man might be able to give me a future different from others.

    However, time passed quickly, and I gradually found that he was always late, no one answered the phone, and the agreed things were often changed. He said he was busy, so busy that he had no time to care about anyone, and even too busy to see himself. I understand that in this city, being busy is the norm, and everyone has to deal with pressure from all sides, especially people like him who seem to have achieved some success in their careers. However, behind the busyness is endless emptiness, loneliness that dare not face, and the increasingly unspeakable pain of those emotions hidden deep in the heart.

    One day, I suddenly received a call from him, saying that he had something to do and had to go out of town for a while and might not come back. I sat in front of the window, listening to the cold voice on the other end of the phone, watching the people rushing by on the street, and felt an unspeakable loss in my heart. It was obviously a sunny afternoon, and the sun was pouring in through the glass window, but my heart felt empty, as if all the colors disappeared from my world at that moment. I used to think that this kind of emptiness was only occasional, who knew that it would become the norm in my life.

    I began to become more silent, even a little alienated. Every time I communicate with someone, I say polite greetings, but my eyes are always empty, like an image whose edges have been smoothed by time and environment. I walked on the street, listening to the noisy traffic and seeing people’s hurried steps. Suddenly, I felt that everyone in this city was lonely. No one can really get into another person’s heart. Every relationship is just a self-righteous performance, and in the end, only empty echoes are left.

    Sometimes, I think, if I don’t expect anything anymore, will I no longer feel lost? But I am unwilling to do so. Everyone has a place in their heart that they dare not face, which is the weakest and most vulnerable corner. We often try to cover it up, trying to make it look strong and perfect, and even declare to the outside world that we are mature and rational enough. However, only we know how that fragility is like an invisible thread, quietly pulling our emotions and influencing our lives.

    He left, the person who once brought me warmth and expectations, like a gust of wind, left quietly. I tried to let it go, but I knew I couldn’t do it. Maybe we are just passers-by in each other’s lives after all. Although I have tried to integrate myself into his world and try to understand his busyness and indifference, in the end, I am still powerless to change anything.

    I no longer force anything, and life seems to have returned to peace. Every day, I still live step by step, eating, working, going home, and sleeping, as if everything has returned to the starting point. I began to like this kind of life without waves, at least there is no more annoying concern, at least every night when I go to bed, I will no longer toss and turn thinking about whether he has come back or whether he has missed me. Yes, I will no longer wait. I suddenly realized that perhaps love itself is like a beautiful dream, and each of us meets ourselves in this dream.

    Sometimes, I will stand in front of the window, looking into the distance, and thinking of those days. Those dreams about youth, about the fantasy of love, about the life that I once hoped for, seem to have quietly disappeared in the passage of time. I think that probably everyone’s life cannot escape such a journey: from enthusiasm to indifference, and then to willing cooling.

    Yes, I began to learn to let go and learn to reconcile with myself. It turns out that life does not need too much prosperity and bustle, it only needs a calm heart and inner peace. In this city, although there are still people coming and going and the lights are brilliant, I no longer crave those empty things. I learned to calm myself down, listen to the voice of my heart, understand my loneliness and loss, and learn to reconcile with my past self.

    Perhaps, I will continue to be lonely, continue to walk in this world, and continue to experience the warmth and coldness of love and the ups and downs of life. But I know that no matter what the future holds, I will keep a peaceful heart, live comfortably, and live truthfully. Those expectations in the past are no longer important. What is important is that on this long road, I have learned to live with myself and to find my own warmth and peace.

  • As time goes by, the old loess still silently tells the story of the past

    It all started from the path on the loess slope. The poplar trees on both sides of the path are no longer what they used to be. The branches are dry and most of the leaves have fallen off. When the wind blows, the dust on the ground seems to tell a story without an ending. That was my favorite path when I was a child. It was less than one meter wide and meandered through the fields beside the village to the old yard on the hillside. Whenever I walked on that road, the warm soil was under my feet and the sound of the wind penetrating the treetops was in my ears. I always thought of the past that had been diluted by the years, and the memories that had settled on this land.

    When I was young, I always liked to walk aimlessly on this road. Every step seemed to be able to step into another world. That world was my world, full of childhood fantasies and unspoken thoughts. I don’t know why, when I was a child, I always felt that I was living in a distant place, and everything around me seemed to have nothing to do with me. At that time, I always liked to stay on the loess slope behind the house, drawing on the ground with a stick, imagining that I could find a kingdom of my own on this land.

    However, time always slips away quietly. The ideals and fantasies of youth slowly fade away, replaced by the pressure of reality. The passage of time has taken away those once green dreams and the land that I yearn for so much. Back here, I am no longer the carefree boy, and my once light steps have become heavy. Standing on this loess slope, a complex emotion that cannot be explained surges in my heart, as if every slate and every dead tree here are reminding me that everything that has been gone will never come back.

    The smell of loess is an irreplaceable fragrance. Whenever I smell this smell, my heart unconsciously rises with warmth. I remember when I was a child, my grandfather always liked to sit on the old stool in the yard, light a pipe, and talk about the past. At that time, I always asked him why there were so many stories on the land on the loess slope? Grandpa smiled and said that the land has our common memories, and every inch of land is alive and has stories. I didn’t understand what grandpa said at that time, but every time I stood on this land, I would unconsciously feel a sense of historical precipitation in my heart. That is an indescribable emotion, it is not in words, but in every step, in the wind of every fallen leaf, and in the rustling sound of every evening breeze blowing over the loess slope.

    As time goes by, this loess slope is no longer as vibrant as it used to be. The former rice fields and wheat fields have long been invaded by some foreign species, and the wild flowers that once bloomed are no longer as brilliant as they used to be. The people here, like most villages, have begun to gradually disappear. Most young people have gone to the city, and only some old people are still here. Time is like a ruthless knife, and every knife has left traces on this land.

    It’s not that I have never thought about leaving this place. Once, like those young people who left their hometowns, I longed for the brilliance and bustle of the city, thinking that I could find my own future there. However, when I really walked to the city, I found that the sky there was not as bright as I imagined. The steel forest in the city is full of strange faces and indifferent air, as if everything is forcing me to adapt and cater to it, and the years I spent with me on this loess slope have become a distant dream.

    Some people say that homesickness is empty and not worth remembering. But I never felt it was empty. Homesickness is like the mist rising from the loess slope, which gradually dissipates with the first ray of sunshine in the morning, but it still takes root deeply in my heart. That loess slope, that small yard, those once warm days, in my memory, are always like a painting, quietly hanging on the wall, waiting for me to savor it at any time.

    Looking back at this loess slope, I gradually understood the “story of the land” that my grandfather said back then. It is not a specific story, but a kind of accumulation, a silent power, carrying the common memories and emotions of generations. Here, every slate can tell the past wind and rain; every dead leaf can echo the laughter of the past; every breeze can gently bring up those forgotten days.

    Today, Huangtupo still lies there quietly, and the years are like a slowly flowing river, carrying my thoughts and passing quietly. I know that I am no longer the innocent boy who left this land. After experiencing the hustle and bustle of the city and the complexity of life, I returned here again. Standing on this land, I finally understand that no matter how far I go and how many choices I have made, the attachment to Huangtupo in my heart has never changed.

    As time goes by, the land of Huangtupo still silently tells its story. And I am still in its arms, looking for my own answer.

  • A profound reflection on the spiritual dilemma and social contradictions of modern people from the skill of Ju Fufu’s popcorn pot

    As the founder of modern Chinese literature, Mr. Lu Xun used his sharp pen to expose the darkness of society, analyze the weaknesses of human nature, and criticize feudal corruption. His writings often carry a strong sense of reality criticism and profound humanistic care. Try to use Ju Fufu’s “popcorn pot” skill in Absolute Zone Zero as an entry point to analyze the spiritual dilemma and social contradictions of modern people, or you can get a glimpse of the truth of the times.

    Ju Fufu’s ordinary attack is a set of three-stage combos, with swift movements but not ostentatious. The image of his “popcorn pot” is quite ironic: a spatula has become a weapon to kill the enemy, which is undoubtedly a metaphor for the alienation of tools in modern life. The spatula is originally a kitchen utensil, carrying the warmth of life and the warmth of the family, but in this game world, it is given the function of killing, just as in reality, many technologies and systems that should serve human happiness have been distorted into weapons of oppression.

    The “imbalance” effect caused by combos is particularly intriguing. Imbalance is a dynamic state, but the “imbalance” here has become a negative state that makes the enemy lose defense, suggesting that the mental state of people in modern society is on the verge of an unstable danger. The social structure is complex, interpersonal relationships are tense, and life pressure is huge. Modern people are troubled by various imbalances like enemies: anxiety, depression, alienation, and loneliness are intertwined into a spiritual crisis. Ju Fufu gradually deepens the imbalance with combos, just like countless subtle pressure points in reality gradually accumulate until they crush the individual.

    The “heat” setting in the skill is more meaningful. Heat represents the excitement of emotions, but it is restricted from excessive accumulation, otherwise it will trigger the “overheating” effect and cause self-injury. This is a metaphor for the difficulty of modern people’s emotional regulation: society often requires people to be rational and restrained to avoid “explosion”, but ignores the real pain in their hearts. Ju Fufu keeps attacking and accumulating heat, just like modern people struggling in a pressure cooker-like social environment, calm on the surface, churning in their hearts, but it is difficult to really let go.

    The dual mechanism of the dodge skill – short press for invincible sprint and long press for rotation dodge – shows two ways for modern people to survive in difficult situations. Short press symbolizes a superficial escape, a short escape from reality; long press for rotation is a manifestation of anxiety and struggle, and the helplessness and frustration of being trapped in a rotating cage. Many characters in Lu Xun’s works, whether it is Ah Q’s self-consolation or Xianglin Sao’s suffering struggle, reflect the profound pain of this kind of spiritual dilemma.

    In the enhanced special skill, the popcorn pot rotates and swings, surrounded by flames, like a lonely dance. This raging fire burns not only the enemy, but also seems to burn the vitality of Ju Fu Fu himself. Modern people, in loneliness and pressure, sometimes fight hard and sometimes consume themselves. This contradiction and pain are faintly revealed in the performance of skills. Lu Xun repeatedly described this kind of spiritual tearing in “Call to Arms” and “Wandering”, criticizing society for making people fall into despair.

    Linked skills and finishing skills emphasize teamwork and individual outbreaks. The shield that Ju Fufu gives to his teammates symbolizes the weak but necessary support between people, while the fierce attack of the finishing skill shows the occasional outburst and cry of individuals under great oppression. In the “siege” of modern society, people are both dependent and wary of each other, eager to connect but afraid of being hurt. As Lu Xun revealed, people’s hearts are complicated and social relations are full of contradictions.

    The quick support and parry support of the support skills, although not obvious, are the key to maintaining the entire battle situation. Many nameless defenders in life are also like this. They silently support a piece of heaven and earth, which makes people sigh at the complexity and injustice of society. Lu Xun has repeatedly called for attention to the vulnerable groups at the bottom, emphasizing that they are the foundation of society.

    The core skill “Popcorn Pot Automatic Attack” continuously outputs flame attacks, symbolizing the protracted war of modern people under high-pressure environments. Although individuals are tired, they have to keep moving forward, and life burns like a furnace, hot and helpless. The dual symbol of fire – destruction and purification – also echoes Lu Xun’s expectations for social reform: only by breaking the old and establishing the new can we usher in true light.

    Finally, the multiple layers of flame imagery in Ju Fufu’s skills can’t help but remind people of the interweaving of darkness and light in Lu Xun’s works. Flame is both a witness to pain and a symbol of hope. In the oppressive social reality, people use the will of fire to illuminate the way forward, even if the road is long and difficult.

    From this point of view, Ju Fufu’s “popcorn pot” skill is not just a battle setting in the game, but also deeply reflects the complex reality of modern people’s spiritual dilemma and social contradictions. It reminds us: in an increasingly materialistic and stressful society, individual struggles and pain cannot be ignored. Only by facing these contradictions can we find true relief.

  • A long reflection on the loneliness and perseverance of players behind the material collection of Mingchao Xiakong

    In the game world, there is a kind of wonderful loneliness, like the shadow cast under the street lamp in the middle of the night, silent but real. The material collection of Xiakong in Mingchao seems boring and tedious, but it is actually a metaphor for the loneliness and perseverance in the hearts of every player. While brushing the low-frequency tide eclipse sail core, you listen to the distant jazz music of Haruki Murakami in the headphones, and your thoughts drift away, as if you are not fighting alone.

    29 low-frequency tide eclipse sail cores, 40 mid-frequency, 52 high-frequency, 61 full-frequency. Those numbers are like a rhythm engraved in time by a certain existence. You repeat the actions of defeating monsters, opening treasure chests, and completing tasks. Time passes little by little, and materials accumulate little by little. Every kill and every acquisition is like a search for small happiness in life. You know how far you have to go, but you are still reluctant to stop.

    The two names of Burning Phosphorus Bone and Golden Fleece are like symbols in dreams. The Burning Phosphorus Bone was obtained from the Sighing Ancient Dragon. The name itself is like an unspeakable memory, burning and vague. It reminds you that all efforts have a price and pain behind them. But the Golden Fleece is soft and warm, like a precious toy in childhood, a comfort. If you can’t buy something, you must find it yourself, or wait patiently for the weekly purchase limit.

    The shackles in the special weapon materials remind me of the feeling of being bound and eager to break free. You upgrade them and transform them, as if you are forging yourself. The name of the shackles may imply bondage, but your heart is silently resisting. The road to growth is never easy, and you use every upgrade to prove your persistence.

    There are many types of crystallized phlogiston, from impurities to high purity, like a metaphor for each stage of life. At the beginning, it was mixed and confused, and gradually purified over time, just like we gradually sorted out our thoughts and learned to see the essence of life. You repeatedly swipe in the dungeon, and time seems to stagnate, but you know that this is a process that must be experienced. Those tired moments, perhaps only you understand.

    The day of iris blooming is particularly special. It comes from defeating the weekly challenge “Wheel of Fate”, a level with a poetic name. You fight alone on that lonely map, racing against time. When you successfully get this material, it’s like a flower blooming in the wilderness, short but extremely beautiful. You know, these beautiful moments are your motivation to keep going.

    The existence of recharge discounts and discount codes is like a bridge between the real world and the virtual world. You use real money to exchange for growth and happiness in the game, and this exchange is sometimes contradictory. You understand your choice, but you also have questions in your heart: what is worth investing in? This state of mind is like the vague sense of reality in Murakami’s writing, real and distant.

    The small prop of stuffed meat tofu is the ingenuity of game design and the sustenance of the player’s heart. It brings efficiency improvement, but also reminds you that the little happiness in life may be these tiny bonuses. The material drop increases by 50% within 30 minutes. The short-term improvement is like the occasional lucky moment in life. Cherish it, but don’t rely on it.

    The growth materials of Mingchao Xiakong are far more complicated than numbers and names. It is the company of the player in loneliness and a symbol of persistence. You keep moving forward in this virtual world, and the accumulation of materials is not only the accumulation of strength, but also the experience of the soul. Each piece of material carries the mark of time and the love you are unwilling to give up.

    Perhaps it is this loneliness and persistence that makes the players and the game resonate deeply. The game is not just entertainment, it has become an extension of real life and an emotional sustenance. You shuttle between one task after another, like the protagonist of the novel, looking for your own answer.

    In the world of Mingchao, Xiakong’s story continues. The story of the player has never stopped. On this lonely and long road, you will find that perhaps the real growth is to learn to keep that gentle and strong heart in endless waiting and collection.

  • A delicate depiction of Feng Jin’s growth and inner world on the Star Dome Railway

    On the vast Star Dome Railway, Feng Jin is like a breeze, gently passing through the world’s vanity, slowly moving forward with her unique tenacity and gentleness. She is not only the incarnation of the wind, but also the guardian of memory. She will be launched in version 3.3, carrying the stories of the past and bringing hope for the future. In order to help every pioneer who is looking forward to her, I will carefully introduce to you the various materials needed for Feng Jin’s growth, and lead you to enter her complex and warm inner world.

    Feng Jin’s growth is a story about courage, fear and glory. Every piece of “fear crushing flesh and blood” is like a shadow deep in her heart, the fear and pain she must face and overcome. 56 pieces of such materials are just like the unknown struggle in her heart. These fears are not weaknesses, but the foundation of her gradual strength, and an indispensable part of her life.

    The 71 pieces of materials of “Courage Tearing the Chest” show Feng Jin’s incomparable tenacious vitality. Courage is not just a bold statement, but the strength to stand up after falling countless times on the long road of growth. Every time her chest is torn, it is a challenge to herself and a gentle and firm response to the world. She shows us that true courage is the unyielding persistence in the depths of the soul.

    The 73 pieces of materials of “Glory Baptizes the Body” seem to have put on a layer of glorious armor for her. Glory is the best testimony to her persistence and dedication. It is not only an external recognition, but also her inner persistent pursuit of beauty and justice. Feng Jin’s glory is not an illusory halo, but her silent persistence and her deep understanding of the essence of life.

    “A Cup of Drunk Times”, the existence of 65 pieces is full of the taste of the times and the weight of history. It comes from the “Pinoconi Grand Theater”, a place full of stories, like a cup of aged wine, strong but not without fragrance. This is the testing ground for Feng Jin’s soul, and also the witness of her continuous maturity and transformation. She feels the pulse of the times in this cup of drunkenness, and also finds her own direction between intoxication and sobriety.

    The exclusive light cone “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever” is not only an equipment, but also a lighthouse that illuminates her inner world. In order to upgrade it to the extreme, a large number of fragments of fear, courage and glory are needed. These fragments seem to be telling the unspeakable emotions and beliefs deep in her heart. The sublimation of the light cone is the sublimation of her soul and her expectation of infinite possibilities in the future.

    The breakthrough from level 20 to level 70 is the process of Feng Jin’s self-transcendence. Every upgrade is inseparable from the support of materials and inner strength. The accumulation of credit points is like the accumulation of life, which precipitates her every effort and dedication. There is no shortcut on her road to growth, only constant tempering and transformation. This is the true portrayal of life and the moving part of her story.

    Feng Jin’s trace materials are a record of her life trajectory. Those “seeds of thought”, “manas sprouts” and “alayahua”, like the subtle emotions and thoughts in her heart, grow quietly and gradually enrich her soul world. There are also “the legacy of the same wish” and “the footprints of fate”, which are the language of her dialogue with the world and the real traces left on her life path.

    In Feng Jin’s story, we not only see the growth of a character, but also the complexity and warmth of human nature. She tells us with her own experience that fear and courage, glory and pain are an inseparable part of life. Her tenacity and gentleness make us understand that true growth is to maintain the purity and kindness in the heart in the wind and rain.

    As pioneers who accompany her forward, we also learn to understand and tolerate in her growth. The collection and breakthrough of materials is a baptism of the soul and a process of dialogue between us and ourselves. Feng Jin’s wind gently blows our hearts, reminding us not to lose gentleness in difficulties and to stick to our beliefs in challenges.

    May Feng Jin’s story become the warm light in everyone’s heart, guiding us through the darkness and into the future. Her wind not only brings strength, but also brings hope and comfort. Let us walk with her and write our own story together on the journey of Star Dome Railway.

  • A complex discussion on the character materials of Mingchao Xiakong and the cultural metaphor of the modern game development system

    Since the birth of the game industry, the so-called “development system” has been like the foreshadowing and foreshadowing in literature, layered and complicated, tempting players to step into the maze and unable to extricate themselves. The complexity of Xiakong’s material system in “Mingchao” is the epitome of this modern development game and a microscopic reflection of contemporary cultural phenomena.

    Xiakong’s breakthrough, skills, and special weapon materials are as complex as stars, and the number is magnificent. Low-frequency to full-frequency tide eclipse sail cores, various crystals, and even materials such as burning phosphorus bones and golden wool, all have profound meanings, which are both practical and meaningful. Such materials are not only “hard currency” in the game, but also like all kinds of resources in modern society, symbolizing that players (that is, modern people) need to find a foothold in the torrent of information.

    Let’s first talk about the four-level classification of “Erosion Sail Core”, low frequency, medium frequency, high frequency and even full frequency, which seem to indicate the philosophical implication of “quantitative change leads to qualitative change” in the process of player growth. Low frequency is just a glimpse of the beginning, and high frequency is the peak, just like the different levels of life stages. All these just reveal the cleverness of the game designer – using the increasing difficulty of materials as a clue to outline the trajectory of player growth.

    Even better, the introduction of “Burning Phosphorus Bone” and “Golden Fleece” is a stroke of genius. The name of Burning Phosphorus Bone reveals the meaning of heat and sharpening, just like the player facing the sighing ancient dragon, after going through many tests, he can win the treasure. This is no different from those who have experienced disasters and gained true knowledge in classical literature. And the purchase limit setting of “Golden Fleece” is just like the scarce resources in the ancient market, limited and precious, showing the state of cherishing and competition, forcing players to weigh the pros and cons, adding strategic meaning.

    The shackles of Xiakong’s special weapon materials range from simple to special, and the word “shackles” is particularly intriguing. Shackles are tools of bondage, implying that although players desire freedom to improve, they are actually locked by the system and cannot escape the shackles of cultivation. This contradiction is just like the double bondage of modern people’s social identity-both self-will and subject to external rules. The game here implies a philosophical thinking about freedom and bondage, which is intriguing.

    The four-level classification of crystallized phlogiston is like the trial of an alchemist, from coarse to fine, from impure to high purity, and gradually purified, which is a metaphor for the process of self-improvement of players in the game world. It is obtained by brushing the copy “Condensed Element Domain·Confession Abyss”, which adds the symbolic meaning of religious confession and baptism. Players, like believers, constantly pray, confess, and purify, and finally seek the purest and truest.

    The name “Day of Iris Blooming” is poetic, but it hides the challenge mechanism of the game. It requires players to pass the weekly challenge of “Wheel of Fate Fragment” to obtain it, which is intended to point out that the road to growth is not a smooth road, but a tortuous and intermittent journey of fate. The game design here contains a deep understanding of the impermanence of fate, reminding players to be both tenacious and adaptable.

    Recharge channels and discount codes are like symbols of money transactions in reality. They not only bring convenience, but also imply the real dilemma of linking growth and payment in the game. Players pay for “growth”, which is also a true portrayal of modern consumer society. This design is undoubtedly a bridge between the game and reality, allowing players to repeatedly weigh between virtual and reality.

    In addition, the prop of stuffed meat tofu that improves the drop efficiency of materials is also worth mentioning. It is like a “catalyst” in the game, helping players to accelerate growth within a limited time, reflecting the extreme pursuit of efficiency and speed in modern society. Players are like worker bees squeezed by time in the workplace, striving for breakthroughs in a fast pace, but often feel tired and anxious.

    In summary, the material system of Xiakong in Mingchao is not only a detail in game design, but also a microcosm of modern culture. It reveals the hardships and efforts of growth through progressive cultivation materials, reflects the limited and competitive social resources through purchase restriction mechanisms and challenge settings, and reflects the entanglement of money and value in the real world through the introduction of the recharge system.

    This kind of design not only allows players to experience a sense of accomplishment, but also forces them to face the dilemma of reality. As Qian Zhongshu wrote, the lives of modern people are full of contradictions and humor, and the cultivation in the game is also the same. It is both a road to freedom and a chain of shackles, a challenge and an opportunity.

    Perhaps it is this complex and diverse cultural connotation that makes Mingchao and its Xiakong character stand out from many games and become an important part of modern digital culture. Players here are not only consumers of entertainment, but also participants and interpreters of cultural symbols.

  • The spiritual shackles of modern game design and the suffering of players behind the complex materials of Mingchao Xiakong

    In recent years, a new character, Xiakong, has been added to the Mingchao game. Her development requires a large number of complex materials, including low-frequency tidal eclipse sail cores, medium-frequency tidal eclipse sail cores, high frequencies and full frequencies, which are progressive and the number is astonishing; there are also rare materials such as “burning phosphorus bones” and “golden wool”, which are not only obstacles to the game process, but also a test of the player’s time and endurance. The design of these materials, on the surface, is a test of the player’s patience and operation, but in fact it reveals the spiritual shackles behind modern game design, and it is also a reflection of the spirit of the times and business logic.

    Look at the numbers, 29 low-frequency tidal eclipse sail cores, 40 medium frequencies, 52 high frequencies, 61 full frequencies… This endless accumulation is like modern people being overwhelmed by various life pressures, as if they can never reach their goals and are always chasing but to no avail. The game’s materials are superimposed layer by layer, just like countless invisible rules and desires in reality, binding people in a web of complicated trivial matters, struggling but difficult to escape.

    The strange name “Burning Phosphorus Bone” refers to the precious drop obtained by defeating the powerful boss “Sighing Ancient Dragon”. The boss here is not an ordinary enemy, but a powerful enemy that needs to be conquered with great effort, symbolizing countless hardships and challenges in reality. Players spend a lot of time and energy for this in exchange for the capital of “growth”. However, this growth is not free growth, but growth limited by designed cycles and paths.

    “Golden Fleece” is another symbolic item. Wool was originally a symbol of softness and warmth, but in the game it has become a rare resource that must be purchased in limited quantities from specific copies or stores. The transformation of wool into “golden fleece” implies scarcity and value, and also implies that the player’s choice is limited, and resources are artificially made scarce to stimulate consumption desire. Behind such a design is the double exploitation of players’ time and money by capital.

    The materials for special weapons are called “shackles”. Simple shackles, basic shackles, modified shackles, and special shackles are linked one by one, like the locks of a cage, gradually tightening the player’s freedom. Upgrading special weapons is no longer a simple act of improving strength, but has become a kind of cage construction. With each additional ring, the player’s actions and choices are more tightly bound to the game settings.

    The promotion of recharge systems and discount codes is a direct reflection of the capitalization of modern games. Players are induced to continuously invest real money in exchange for the power and advancement of the virtual world. Games are no longer just entertainment, but a battlefield controlled by capital, and players have become invisible consumers. In the digital game world, real money has become the key to virtual achievements, and this key is designed to be difficult to fully master forever.

    The “Iris Blooming Day” materials in the game need to be obtained by defeating weekly challenges. The challenges themselves are complex and require time and strategy, symbolizing that “opportunities” in reality are often exclusive to a few people. Ordinary players spend a lot of time on this road, but opportunities and results are often difficult to be distributed equally, reflecting the class solidification and resource inequality in real society.

    The prop “Stuffed Meat and Tofu” seems simple, but it is an “accelerator” to speed up the acquisition of materials, which is a metaphor for the cruel logic of “efficiency” in modern life. Players use it to exchange for a short-term efficiency improvement, but they also fall into more urgent competition and consumption. They cannot stop and can only keep moving forward. The rhythm of the game is deliberately accelerated, forming invisible pressure, forcing players to continue to invest time.

    These layers of material requirements and complex settings reflect the situation of modern people being bound by both material and spiritual constraints. Players pursue power and glory in the virtual world, but are restricted by numbers and mechanisms and become gears in the system. Games are no longer pure entertainment, but have become invisible labor fields. Players’ efforts are constantly squeezed, but they are rarely free and relaxed.

    The material design of Mingchao Xiakong is a microcosm of the capital logic and the spirit of the times of modern games. It reflects the true portrayal of people struggling in anxiety and competition, and also reminds us to be wary of the spiritual shackles in the game. Players should not just mechanically pursue digital growth, but should protect themselves and stay clear between virtual and reality.

    May we be able to see through the chains behind this gorgeous appearance and find our own freedom and happiness, rather than becoming the driven ones designed by capital. The Mingchao Xiakong Road is ultimately a metaphorical road of modern spirit.

  • The hidden pain of spiritual numbness and alienation in modern society can be seen from the complicated list of materials for the development of Xiakong in Mingchao

    Recently, there is a game called “Mingchao”. The list of materials for the development of the character “Xiakong” is clearly displayed in front of us. There are many types and fancy names, such as “Tide Erosion Sail Core”, “Burning Phosphorus Bone”, “Crystallized Phlogiston”, etc. On the surface, this is just a task goal set by the game designer to increase the fun and difficulty of the gameplay. However, upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to see that behind this complicated list of materials, it reflects the numbness and alienation of people’s spiritual life in modern society.

    In today’s society, all living beings are like animals, running between the maze of material and virtuality, often losing their way, and spiritual anxiety and loneliness have become common diseases. And this complicated list of development materials is just like the countless “tasks that must be completed” set by the current society. They make people exhausted and helpless. Players mechanically collect materials and brush dungeons every day, investing a lot of time and money, with the sole purpose of making virtual characters powerful and showing their own sense of existence. This scene is just like many people in reality who desperately pursue the so-called ladder of success, but gradually lose the weight of their souls.

    “Erosion Sail Core” and “Crystallized Phlogiston” and other seemingly mysterious terms are actually just props designed in the game, but if they are replaced with real-life names, such as “promotion assessment” and “performance indicators”, what is the difference? They are just shackles in different packages, which make people hold them tightly and difficult to break free. People are caught up in the social structure, like players who constantly collect materials in this game, repeating monotonous labor, hoping to get that fleeting sense of satisfaction and belonging.

    However, this sense of satisfaction is false and fleeting. The “five-star character” obtained by the player is just a string of code in the program, an accumulation of numbers, rather than a real self-value improvement. It is also the case in reality. Many people focus on external fame and fortune, but ignore the call of their hearts. The repeated collection and swiping of cultivation materials is like an endless mental labor. It makes people accustomed to being arranged, accustomed to running for the illusory “powerful” goals, but forget to stop and ask themselves why they live.

    The names of these game materials are like symbols, metaphors for the illusions created by capitalist society. Capitalists package these illusions and set “achievement” traps to induce players to continuously invest resources. The so-called “burning phosphorus bones” are obtained by defeating powerful enemies, but in fact they are a metaphor for the “exploitation” and “squeezing” of laborers by capital. Players pay time and money for a temporary brilliance, but they don’t know that behind this brilliance is spiritual fatigue and emptiness.

    If you observe carefully, this system of cultivating materials is similar to the class structure in the real world. Bottom-level players must spend more time and effort to accumulate enough materials and get the qualifications for character growth; while players with financial ability can quickly obtain them through recharge and quickly “leap”. This undoubtedly reflects the inequality and class solidification in real society. Capital controls resources and power, and ordinary people can only struggle with limited opportunities.

    This is also a manifestation of spiritual alienation in modern society. People are kidnapped by tasks day after day and become mechanical “material collectors”. Their spirits are cut into countless fragments and difficult to integrate into a complete self. Games have become a refuge for escaping reality, but they have also become a battlefield for spiritual consumption. Those who indulge in them lose themselves, become mentally numb, and eventually become tools of capital.

    Looking back at “Ah Q” in Lu Xun’s works, he deceived himself with spiritual victory to paralyze himself. Today, players are not also seeking the sense of achievement of “five-star summer sky” in the virtual world, pinning their lost dignity and hope? It’s just that Ah Q’s spiritual victory method has now been replaced by more complex game mechanisms and capital logic, making it more difficult to see the emptiness behind it.

    In this spiritual dilemma, only awakening and reflection can bring hope. We should not be swallowed by the complexity of virtual materials, but should regain our attention to reality and reconstruct the cornerstone of self-worth. Putting down those “tide-eroded sail cores”, questioning our lives from the bottom of our hearts, and finding true freedom and meaning are the way out for modern people.

    In summary, the list of materials for developing Xiakong in Mingchao is not only a design of the game mechanism, but also a metaphor for the spiritual alienation of contemporary society. It reminds us not to let the complexity of virtuality cover up the essence of reality, and not to be enslaved by the symbolic game of capital. Life should not be just a pile of materials, but also a spiritual enrichment and pursuit of freedom.

  • Striving forward in confusion How Ju Fufu learned to live in peace with herself

    Ju Fufu’s name may not be conspicuous in the eyes of many people. She may not have particularly outstanding talents, nor too many eye-catching deeds. Even in the memory of most people, she is just a gentle, quiet and low-key girl. However, if you try to understand her heart, you will find that she is actually a person who has experienced many vicissitudes and has extremely deep self-awareness.

    From a very young age, Ju Fufu has a special sensitivity. She seems to always be able to sense the emotional fluctuations of people around her and see those unknown details, which makes her always seem a little out of place in social occasions. Rather than saying that she is a “bystander” in life, it is better to say that she is always in an emotional barrier. She constantly examines herself, doubts herself, and sometimes even thinks that she can’t adapt to this world. Her heart is often full of deep confusion, as if she is always looking for the right place, but she can never find it.

    Loneliness and self-doubt: a long torment of the soul
    Ju Fufu often falls into that kind of deep self-doubt. She saw that others were decisive and lived a fulfilling life, and seemed to have everything, but she was often in chaos and anxiety. This anxiety came from her inner evaluation of herself – she thought she was not good enough, not smart enough, and not successful enough. These invisible pressures, like an invisible hand, strangled her throat and made it difficult for her to breathe.

    But she did not give up. She understood that what she was experiencing was not loneliness, but a deep self-exploration of the soul. It was this exploration that made her constantly examine herself and find the true strength of her heart. She began to realize that the confusion in her heart was not an insurmountable obstacle, but an opportunity for growth.

    Whenever it was late at night, Ju Fufu would reflect on herself alone in the mirror. She would ask: “Who am I? Why am I so anxious?” She began to examine her past life and try to find the answer from it. She gradually realized that the answer to life does not need to be found immediately, but to be experienced and discovered through countless experiences and thinking.

    Persistence and hard work: from confusion to determination
    Although Ju Fufu’s heart was full of anxiety, she never stopped moving forward. She knew that she couldn’t change anything by simply giving up. Only by persisting could she see the light. So she began to set some small goals, and she was cautious and tenacious in every step. She did not pursue overnight success, nor did she expect those seemingly simple answers. She was just looking for a kind of inner peace and stability.

    It is not easy to achieve these small goals. Behind every success, there are countless failures and setbacks. Ju Fufu is not a particularly lucky person. She has experienced many moments of being misunderstood and has suffered pain that many people cannot see. However, she never gives up easily. She understands that life is not fair to everyone, but this does not mean that we cannot change it through hard work.

    She began to gradually accept her imperfections and no longer blamed herself for all her failures. She realized that failure is not terrible, but what is really terrible is not trying. Every fall is an opportunity to stand up again. She accumulated experience in setbacks and gradually learned how to face challenges and how to get out of every predicament.

    Inner practice: learning to reconcile with oneself
    As time went by, Ju Fufu began to slowly find a kind of peace from the bottom of her heart. She no longer denied herself, no longer tried to perfectly cater to the expectations of the outside world, but learned to reconcile with herself. She learned to accept her own fragility, admit her own shortcomings, and learn to let go of things that could not be changed.

    She began to reflect on her past obsessions and those behaviors that tried to prove her value through others. She realized that the real power is not the praise and recognition of the outside world, but the inner tenacity and peace. She no longer entangled in the mistakes of the past, nor was she anxious about the unknown future. She began to enjoy the present, enjoy every deep breath, and enjoy the time alone with herself.

    For Ju Fufu, the meaning of life is not how to get recognition from others, but how to live in peace with yourself and how to find strength from the heart. She understands that every moment in life is a unique gift, and the most worthy of cherishing are those voices and feelings from her heart.

    The impact of interpersonal relationships: from loneliness to warmth
    On Ju Fufu’s growth path, loneliness was once her most common emotion. However, as time went by, she gradually learned how to build truly deep interpersonal relationships. Her friends were not those who were anxious about chasing worldly success, but those who, like her, pursued inner peace and authenticity.

    The appearance of these friends made Ju Fufu feel unprecedented warmth. She no longer felt that she was a lonely individual, but shared the joys and sorrows of life with these people. She understood that building a sincere relationship with others does not mean making herself dependent on others, but discovering more aspects of herself through interaction with others.

    Her friends helped her see the deeper potential in her heart and encouraged her to continue pursuing her dreams. Every conversation and every companionship became an indispensable part of her life. She learned how to better understand others and herself. She began to understand that the true meaning of interpersonal relationships is not mutual dependence, but mutual understanding and support.

    The power of growth: finding yourself and surpassing yourself
    Today, Ju Fufu is no longer the confused and overwhelmed girl. Through her own efforts and thinking, she has found her own rhythm and way. She understands that life is not perfect, and there is no absolute right or wrong in the path of life. She just tried her best to live out her true self and pursue the peace of mind.

    In this process, she deeply realized that true growth is not only about achievements in the outside world, but also about how to reconcile with the heart and how to draw strength from every setback. She understands that her past confusion and anxiety, struggle and confusion are all necessary processes for her growth. It is these experiences that have made her stronger and more real today.

    Ju Fufu’s story may not be earth-shattering, but it is a microcosm of everyone who struggles in difficult situations. She reconciled with herself, through continuous efforts and persistence, and finally walked out of her own world. In her story, we see the power of growth and feel those small but important moments in life – those moments that can make us more resilient and brave.