From the Start, I Picked Up a Small World

The protagonist is short of brains and can't get around the twists and turns. If he is short of money, will he sell the fish and shrimps in the small world? There is a small world where time accelerates and there is still a shortage of money? If you really can't sell fish or shrimp, throw away the water. If you plant those precious trees that grow slowly, you can become a multimillionaire overnight. Accumulate capital in the early stage, and then slowly do experiments when you have money, isn't it?

The more detailed the author wants to write about the small world development of this kind of subject, the more loopholes there will be. What is the composition of the world? Is the ecosystem complete? Too big and complicated

The author of this book has forgotten the original setting. What the protagonist needs is not extraordinary power, but an advanced race that can stably produce soul power. Whether it has wisdom and extraordinary power is not the point. The focus is on the production of souls, allowing the small world to evolve rapidly, thereby making the protagonist himself stronger.

I wanted to laugh when I saw the protagonist buying a heating device. Let me start with the problem that the heating device is useless. According to the setting in the book, the time ratio between the small world and the real world is 1000:1 (the fastest), and it may be faster in the later stage. So a set of 48,000 heaters, and it is coal-fired. When the time flow rate is fastest in the small world, one day in the outside world and more than two years in the small world. This kind of heater can run automatically and without hindrance for more than two years (even at night, it is more than a year)? It's impossible for the protagonist to just go in and check things out in just a few minutes, right? In addition, is the protagonist really unable to leave his hometown or is the author just a wise man? With these hundreds of thousands, wouldn't he go to the southern tropical areas to develop? Before the protagonist had analyzed matter and made his own gold, I thought he might have no money. Now that he has money, why does he have to stick to "Liucheng"? How can someone like the protagonist, who is almost an orphan, go anywhere?

Abuse of the main article? This protagonist is too low

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The protagonist is not strong at all. Compared with other creation-style novels, the protagonist of this one is too low, and the speed of improving his strength is not as fast as that of the residents of his own small world. In order to prevent being discovered, he is chased like a lost dog or a little mouse, and there is still the possibility of someone discovering the truth. If he is really discovered, it will be a huge loss and his image will collapse! Therefore, the protagonist is not so much the master of the world as he is a thief of the world. He only hides behind the scenes to steal other people's achievements, and then adds things from the outside to develop and then steal again!

Chuangshiwen's gaming has almost become toxic 😅

After reading it for a long time, I realized that the force value of this book is horribly low.

I don't know how many days and months have passed, but Po Meng is still repeating the action of making tea every day. On this day, there were a few ghosts in the underworld, and there were only a few in her tea shop. At this time, a young man in white robe walked into the tea shop. Meng Po stepped forward with a smile, took out a cup with twice as much tea leaves, and filled it carefully. The man in white robe smiled and took a sip. "Why is your tea so bitter?" Meng Po smiled lightly and walked back to the counter. A man's voice came from behind. "It tastes good but not bitter, and the aftertaste is sweet." Meng Po paused, feeling mixed in her heart. She turned back and looked at the man. He is still so handsome and young, and she... Meng Po raised her hand and touched her cheek, and walked towards the counter again. When he came out again, the hands holding the kettle were smooth and slender, and the skin on his face was tender and smooth, just like when the two first met. She walked up to the man and poured another cup of tea. "Young Master, have a few more drinks." The man raised his head and smiled: "Thank you very much. I would like to ask, why does the girl pretend to be a mother-in-law on weekdays?" "I am waiting for my husband." The man nodded and sighed: "Your husband is so happy. What more can a husband ask for when he gets a wife like this!"