[Tough, gentle, farming-loving old-timer bottom x tea-spouting, tsundere backpack top]
What do you do when you wake up in a strange jungle?
He Zhou: Want to get rich? Start by chopping trees!
What do you do when a giant man-eating spider chases you?
He Zhou: Kill it and roast it!
What do you do when you find a beat-up backpack?
He Zhou: Guess I'll make do with it.
Bag (`^`): I don't appreciate being talked about like that!
After staying up all night playing a game, He Zhou closed his eyes and opened them to find himself in a primeval jungle.
He had nothing from the start, nearly became a spider's afternoon snack, and after finally killing it, all he got was a shabby little bag.
Inside was a piece of parchment that read: “Psionic Backpack. Repair with crystals. Ultimate treasure waiting to be claimed!”
He Zhou couldn't help rolling his eyes. “What is this, a pop-up ad?”
But after exploring, he realized that the stackable backpack slots, the crafting table that could make anything, and the distinctive dark monsters were all straight out of the sandbox game he'd been playing.
Chopping down monsters, farming, and building a house were no problem. The only tricky part was dealing with this green-tea-scented backpack.
Before the backpack's upgrade:
Bag: “Sigh, I guess I'm not as pretty as those wheat sprouts. Zhouzhou's been spending all his psionic experience on improving and cultivating them~”
He Zhou silently gathered enough psionic energy to fill the backpack's storage capacity.
When he obtained gold ingots:
Bag: “Sigh, I guess I'm not as vast as those fields. Zhouzhou's turned all his gold, silver, copper, and iron into hoes and shovels~”
He Zhou silently saved up enough ore to upgrade the backpack.
After completing the main quest:
Bag: “Sigh, I guess I'm not as sweet-talking as that dragon. Zhouzhou will help it hatch a dragon egg, but won't make a little bag with me~”
He Zhou couldn't stay silent anymore.
First of all, he's a man. He can't give birth.
And secondly, if another backpack strap appeared around his waist, he'd cut it off with a pair of scissors!
Theme: Don't look down on a bag because it's shabby. People can't be judged by appearances, and the sea can't be measured with a bushel.
