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  • The spiritual dilemma behind modern entertainment consumption from the complicated list of materials for cultivating Xiakong in Mingchao

    Today, the game industry is in full swing, and electronic games have become a refuge for many young people to escape reality. However, by carefully examining the list of materials for cultivating Xiakong, a five-star resonator in a popular game “Mingchao”, we can get a glimpse of the layers of spiritual dilemmas behind the current entertainment consumption culture. The materials required for Xiakong to upgrade from level 0 to level 90 are like an intricate net, which tightly binds players in the mechanical cycle of “cultivation”, and the sense of accomplishment is overwhelmed by endless repeated brushing, material collection and consumption.

    The complexity of the materials is incredible. Low-frequency, medium-frequency, high-frequency and even full-frequency tide erosion sail cores, from quantity to level, are progressive, with gorgeous but tiring materials such as burning phosphorus bones, golden wool, and iris blooming day, which makes people almost forget that this is a game, not a labor list of some modern purgatory. The so-called “cultivation” has long changed from easy character growth to an endless struggle with time and energy. Every player seems to be in front of the assembly line of modern society, constantly repeating the mechanical actions of “defeating the sighing ancient dragon” and “brushing the crystallized phlogiston”. There is neither fun nor autonomy, just to satisfy the addictive numerical improvement.

    Such a design can’t help but make people think deeply. Is this the ingenuity of the game developers, or a deformed product of the contemporary entertainment consumption model? The game has become a kind of “modern hard labor”, which makes people addicted to it, but they can’t get real spiritual satisfaction. The consumption of coins and the accumulation of materials are just like the bottomless pit of constantly pursuing material and fame in real life, getting deeper and deeper. Players desperately save the so-called “golden fleece” in the virtual world, but they don’t know that they are also bound by countless virtual goals in reality and can’t extricate themselves.

    It is worth pondering that a dish of “stuffed meat tofu” is also designed in the game, which can temporarily improve the efficiency of material drop. Behind the short-term “acceleration” is a longer period of grinding and waiting. Just like the Chinese in Lu Xun’s writings, they are always eager for change, but they are trapped by the shackles of tradition and the burden of society, and they are always difficult to break free. Players rely on the short-term effect of stuffed meat tofu, just like people in reality rely on temporary placebos. In the face of helpless life pressure and time consumption, they get temporary pleasure, but they can’t really get rid of it.

    The material “Golden Fleece” in the game is even more intriguing. In legend, it represents a symbol of wealth and power, but here, it is restricted to a luxury item, and only fifteen can be purchased per week, just like the resources monopolized by capital and rules in reality, which ordinary people desire but cannot reach. The game designer reminds players that success is not easy to come by, and behind it is arduous investment and competition. In this process, players may fall into the endless pursuit of virtual “wealth” and ignore the real spiritual growth in real life.

    In addition, the classification of crystallized phlogiston – impurities, crude extraction, distillation, and high purity, reminds people of the obsession with “perfection” in modern society. Whether it is academic, professional, or life, everyone is kidnapped by the standards of “better”, “higher”, and “purer”, constantly exploiting their time and energy, but in the end they get spiritual fatigue and confusion. Isn’t the “cultivation” in the game a microcosm of the “self-improvement” process in reality? It’s just that this process has been frozen by the program and turned into mechanical and repetitive labor.

    If you think about it carefully, this huge list of materials is actually a reflection of the mental state of modern people. People pursue glory and achievements in the virtual world, but are trapped by tedious tasks and lose the ability to enjoy the process. As Lu Xun revealed the social ills, modern people’s entertainment is not really resting, but working in another sense; games are no longer a paradise for relaxation, but another form of “workplace”.

    Therefore, we can’t help but ask, what is the real meaning of the game? Is it to provide a short escape, or should it guide people to better understand themselves and release pressure? Behind the list of Xiakong’s cultivation materials in “Mingchao”, there is a contradiction in contemporary entertainment culture: it is both addictive and tiring; it satisfies vanity and exhausts enthusiasm. How players can maintain themselves and find real fun and meaning in this endless “cultivation” is a question worth pondering.

    In summary, the cultivation system of Xiakong in Mingchao seems to be meticulous and comprehensive, but it reflects the various drawbacks of the modern entertainment consumption model. The complicated materials and high-intensity repetitive labor are like a mirror, reflecting the anxious, confused and distressed mental state of modern people. Only by recognizing this can players and designers jointly explore a healthier and more meaningful game path. Otherwise, we are just small gears in this mechanical cycle, always running around, but unable to truly reach the other side of the soul.

  • The hidden struggle of humanity and the reflection of society behind Feng Jin’s growth

    On that Star Dome Railway, a character named Feng Jin is about to appear. Her growth process is not only a cold list of game materials, but also a mirror that reflects the complexity of human nature and the cruelty of society. The so-called “fear crushes flesh and blood” is just like the countless ordinary people who were trampled in the torrent of that era, bleeding, but no one cares. Fear is not an empty fantasy, but the ruthless oppression of individuals by the real society, and it is a double cage of spirit and body.

    This fear is suffocating, but it is inescapable. Just like the oppressed peasants and exploited workers of that era, their flesh and blood were trampled, their hearts were destroyed, and they lived under the shadow of fear all day long. However, it was in this fear that the courage to tear the chest was bred, a struggle in despair, and a rebellion after being forced. Feng Jin’s “courage to tear the chest” is the most real cry in the heart of the oppressed.

    “Glory baptizes the body”, this so-called glory, isn’t it a false festival? Behind those heroic images, there are countless unknown people’s blood and tears. Feng Jin’s glory did not fall from the sky, but was reluctantly labeled after countless hardships and struggles, which was the compromise and use of her by the society. Behind the glory is the cruelty of the system, the game of power, and the powerlessness of the individual.

    The “seeds of thinking”, “manas sprouts” and “alayahua” in the growth materials are not only the nouns set by the game, but also metaphors for people looking for seeds of hope in difficult situations. People keep thinking and sprouting in oppression and suffering, but are always ruthlessly strangled by reality. Feng Jin’s growth trajectory is a kind of adherence to spirit and ideals, and a persistent pursuit of the faint light of the future.

    “The legacy of the same wish” and “the footprints of fate” are more like those voices forgotten by history, those traces of life crushed by the times. They are silent, but heavy; they are subtle, but profound. Feng Jin’s journey along these footprints is not only a choice of personal destiny, but also an inevitable fate in the torrent of the times.

    Through Feng Jin’s growth materials, we see an individual who is overwhelmed by reality. Her struggle and pain are the epitome of the people who are deprived of their rights and marginalized. The so-called breakthrough material is not just a numerical improvement, but also a symbol of a person’s survival and dignity in the cracks of society.

    And her exclusive light cone “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever”, that light that never fades, is people’s only belief in the darkness and the desire for freedom and liberation. However, reality is cruel. Although the light is bright, it is difficult to dispel the haze around.

    Feng Jin’s story is not just a list of materials in the game, but a metaphor for the current social reality. It makes people have to think: In this fast-paced era, how many people, like Feng Jin, endure invisible fear and pain? How many people are crying silently and struggling to survive behind the halo of glory?

    Her growth is the most profound questioning of human nature and the most silent accusation of social injustice. We should not just look at her surface data, but see the hidden joys and sorrows behind it, and the unsung heroes buried in the dust of the times.

    This Star Dome Railway may be a path to awakening and reflection. Feng Jin walks through it, and her every step is heavy and real, showing the struggle and tenacity of each living life in the face of reality. May we no longer ignore the light shining in the dark, because it is the last hope of humanity.

  • She picked up forgotten fragments in the depths of the void

    I didn’t remember her name, but I remembered the wind in her eyes. That wind was not the light spring breeze, not the heat wave of summer, not the residual smoke of autumn nights, nor the fog of winter, but a whisper that penetrated the cracks in the railway and echoed from the distant star core – it said: Go find me in memory.

    She came. Some people say her name is Feng Jin, the color of the wind is violet, and purple is the source of sadness. She did not come suddenly, she was summoned, and was gently awakened at the end of the crack and in the shadow of data. Her footsteps were very light, like a sleepwalker, walking between consciousness and fragments, leaving behind not footprints, but a list of materials.

    Have you ever regarded materials as real names? A fragment called “Fear Tramples Flesh and Blood”, you have to hold it in your hand, like holding your childhood nightmare; “Courage Tears the Chest”, that is the day when you grit your teeth and never cry when you grow up; “Glory Baptizes the Body”, you think it is light, but it is actually a knife.

    She needs these. You prepare these for her. You think you are upgrading her, but you are actually helping her mend a torn self.

    Count them, she wants:

    56 pieces of flesh crushed by fear

    71 chests torn by courage

    73 bodies baptized by glory

    65 drunken times

    18 seeds of thought

    69 sprouts of manas

    139 fragments of Alaya

    12 echoes of last wishes

    8 footprints on the trajectory of fate

    21 short stays in the journey

    8 records left by adventurers

    287 pages of guides written in roaming

    and the conversion of 3,888,100 credit points

    But these are not the point.

    The point is that you will forget that you are playing a game.

    You brush the dungeon, you click to synthesize, you fall again and again in the cracks of the “Pinocone Grand Theater”, and get up again and again. You think you are busy for combat effectiveness, but when you look at her silhouette emerging in the light cone at four o’clock in the morning, you will suddenly remember that year when you were alone on the last bus, looking out the window, the window was dark, you were so lonely and determined.

    Her light cone is called “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever”, you think it is a prayer, a blessing, and a beautiful thing. But in her dream, the rainbow light is just an illusion that is destined to fade. You have to collect for her:

    20 pieces of flesh and blood

    20 pieces of chest

    14 pieces of body

    4 seeds

    12 sprouts

    15 Alaya

    and 385,000 credits

    Each number is like a knife, carving out her shape, and you, are you the carver? Who are you?

    You even have to help her break through herself – breakthrough is a strange word. It means denying the present, pushing down the boundaries, and burning the past like garbage.

    You must prepare for her:

    15 fears

    15 courages

    15 honors

    65 cups of drunkenness

    and compensation of 308,000 credits

    You know where these materials come from, but you don’t know where they go. You “put” them in, just like putting memories into a huge machine, hoping that the machine can give you a “stronger” her. But she was never strong. She was just more like you, more like the you who once searched for yourself in the wind.

    Her traces are the map of another dream.

    You collect for her:

    41 pieces of flesh and blood

    56 chests

    58 bodies

    18 seeds

    69 sprouts

    139 Alayas

    12 sounds of remnants

    8 footprints of destiny

    and the transaction price of three million credits

    Is all this worth it?

    You don’t know. But you keep doing it.

    You no longer ask who she is, nor who you are. You just keep repeating, as if you are caught in some kind of cycle. You walk into “Ruins of Strife”, walk out, walk in, and walk out again. You hear the chorus of “God’s Day”, you don’t understand the lyrics, but you know that it is the deepest voice in your subconscious that is shouting.

    You don’t play this game for her.

    You are looking for an exit in this game – leading to the part of yourself that you have long lost.

    When you finally raise her to the maximum level, she dances like the wind on the battlefield. Feng Jin, an unreal name, carries the most real emotions in your heart: loneliness, persistence, silence, glimmer, dream, fragments, connection.

    She is not a character, she is the wind.

    She is not a girl, she is the dream you have forgotten.

    She is not on the screen, she is in your heart.

  • Ju Fufu’s popcorn pot reflects the spiritual confusion and struggle of contemporary people

    In this impetuous and noisy era, a woman named Ju Fufu, holding a popcorn pot, walks on a virtual battlefield. The seemingly absurd setting is thought-provoking. The flame in the pot is not just a means of attack in the game, but more like a burning torch, illuminating the inner confusion and struggle of contemporary people.

    Her attack is not those gorgeous moves that are swaggering in the market, but a simple and continuous four-stage combo. The first three hammers are dense and powerful, and the fourth hammer is steady and deadly. This rhythm seems to symbolize the waves of pressure and impact in life. People are constantly being hit, but they stubbornly use the last blow to fight back against reality. Ju Fufu’s spatula is like a hammer that hammers life, knocking those invisible shackles.

    Her dodge and sprint are not only a skill to avoid harm, but also a silent struggle. She rolled up the flames with a rotating spatula, as if burning the ice in her heart with fiery anger. But this flame is limited after all, and it will eventually cool down, and people’s hearts will eventually return to silence. The popcorn in the flames crackled and exploded, like countless tiny hopes, breaking into fireworks all over the sky, short-lived and brilliant.

    The skill of “opening the pot” is the most intriguing. She lit the flame, brought the pot to the center of the battlefield, and teammates gathered around the fire. This scene reminded people of those people sitting around the stove on winter nights. But outside the fire, the outside world is still cold. Ju Fufu’s popcorn pot is both a shelter and a symbol of loneliness. It cannot block the cold wind from the outside world, but can only give warmth for a short time. Behind the collective warmth is the reality of individual isolation and helplessness.

    Her wound system is shocking. The more wounds, the stronger the attack. This cruel design seems to reflect a broken but stronger world. Wounds are not a symbol of weakness, but a source of strength. Just as people struggle in suffering and awaken in humiliation. The wound of Ju Fufu is the mark of her inner pain and the medal of her resistance to fate. The wound makes her stronger, but it also reminds us that every injury is a harsh test of life.

    Her support skills are her responsibility and warmth to others. Quick support, parry support, additional attack, behind these actions, is her protection of her companions and silent mutual help. People are not isolated islands in society, and mutual help is the law of survival. Ju Fufu’s popcorn pot is not just a weapon, but more like a warm symbol, reminding people to protect each other even in difficult situations.

    The finishing move ignites a raging fire, and popcorn explodes and splashes, as if it is a complete self-release. The flame is both anger and an explosion of hope. But after the flame, it is still ashes, still reality. Ju Fufu’s popcorn pot is like a microcosm of life: burning, exploding, and finally returning to calm.

    After she left the battlefield, the pot was still burning, and the popcorn was still jumping, as if her spirit was still continuing. In reality, countless ordinary people are like her, silently bearing pain and holding on to warmth. The popcorn in the hot pot blooms briefly and then dies, but it brings a moment of light and heat to others.

    In the story of Ju Fufu, there is no aura of heroes, no glorious victory, only the pot and her firm figure. She represents those ordinary but tenacious people in reality who struggle to survive under the ruthless social pressure. The sound of the spatula hitting is a silent accusation of the world and a heavy sigh for life.

    All of this makes people reflect: Are modern people like Ju Fufu, silently bearing pain and difficulties in their own way? Are we also like the flames in the pot, sometimes hot and sometimes extinguished? In the face of the explosion of life, can we continue to persist and protect the faint light in our hearts?

    Ju Fufu and her popcorn pot are not just a character in the game, she is a microcosm of the spiritual landscape of this era, reflecting the loneliness, anger and undying hope deep in the hearts of contemporary people.

  • In the flow of time, have we missed our original dream

    There is a thin field in my hometown, which was left by my grandfather. He often said when he was alive: “The land is our lifeblood. Without this land, we are nothing.” When I was a child, I didn’t understand why my grandfather was so persistent. I always thought that the land was just a piece of stone slab, nothing great. However, as I grew older, I gradually understood the heavy power behind his words.

    My grandfather has been dead for many years, and the land is still there, and the places where he has been cultivated year after year have never changed. But I found that with the flow of time, the originally solid soil is slowly eroding, and everything that has grown has disappeared without a trace. People say that the land is always changing, and it is impossible to maintain the same state forever, but every time I stand on this land and look at the ridge in front of me, I have a strange feeling, as if I am standing in a place where I can’t turn back.

    My mother often said that time cannot flow back, just like this field. You always feel that it will always be there, but you don’t know that its changes have already begun quietly. The crops that were planted in those days are now gone, and the dreams and hopes that once existed have long been blown away by the wind of time.

    I remember that when my grandfather was young, he often called me to the edge of the field and taught me how to choose the best seeds and how to use a hoe to turn over a new world in the soil. “Although this field is not big, it can feed our family.” Grandpa said as he inserted the hoe deeply into the soil. At that time, I always watched his every move, and I felt that the words of those adults were always so authoritative, as if this piece of land was really the source of destiny that could be relied on.

    However, as I grew up, I found that this piece of land was still not our real reliance. The death of my grandfather made this land even more barren. My mother gave the land to me, but I still didn’t have the ability to make this land more fertile like my grandfather. The harvest of the land was getting worse and worse, and the crops often withered. Like many young people in trouble, I was confused, anxious, and full of uncertainty about the future.

    I often sit under the eaves, watching my mother’s busy figure, but I think in my heart, can we really rely on this land? My father went out to work in his early years and has not returned yet. My mother has been supporting the family strongly, but she is gradually unable to do so. Neighbors in the village often come to comfort her, saying that it is already amazing that she manages the family affairs well by herself, but I know that her inner suffering is far more than that.

    Every morning, my mother will get up early and work in the fields. Her movements are no longer so flexible, and her waist and back are gradually bent. Despite this, she still refuses to give up and continues to cultivate in the wind and rain, as if this land is her only support. However, I know that this land can no longer bring us a rich life, and its embrace has become empty and barren.

    The men in the village have long gone to work in the city, and most of those left in the village are the elderly, the weak, women and children. The land here can no longer feed most people. Everyone understands that only by leaving here can we have the opportunity to change our destiny. But every time I see my mother standing at the door, with the reluctance and heaviness in her eyes, I can’t help but feel guilty, as if we are destined to stay on this land and can’t escape.

    Sometimes I ask myself, why can’t we leave this land and pursue a new life? However, my mother’s answer is always so simple and heavy: “This land is our root. The deeper the root is, the more powerful it is.” I don’t know if this is my mother’s persistence, or her nostalgia for the past, or her helplessness. But I can feel that she has never really given up this field. This land has carried too many of our stories. It has witnessed our growth and ups and downs, witnessed the death of my grandfather, and witnessed my mother’s countless days of working in the soil.

    However, fate makes us understand that no matter how we struggle and how we change, we will eventually return to the original place. This land is not only our reliance, it also carries the emotions and memories deep in our hearts, and carries the persistence for home and homeland. No matter how life changes, this land has long become a part of us that we cannot give up. It is not only a piece of soil for growth, but also an emotion buried deep in our hearts.

    In those years, we sowed many hopes on this land, but as time goes by, many hopes have become out of reach. The dreams we once had have long been shattered by reality. Now, standing on the ridge of the field, looking at the gradually desolate land, what surges in my heart is endless sadness and helplessness. Perhaps, we have missed the original dream and the pure hope that was once there.

    However, this land is still there. This land is a part of our life. Even if the years are ruthless and the dream is far away, we still stick to this land and stick to the memories and emotions we once had.

  • Glimpse the absurdity and tenacity of life in chaos and impermanence

    Ju Fufu, this name seems to be a symbol extracted from fantasy. Her life seems to be cut into pieces by countless clues, but is pieced together in pieces by some invisible force. Her skill system reflects a world full of absurdity and impermanence. A person living seems to be forever involved in an unpredictable vortex of fate.

    Ordinary attacks are a sigh after being hit by life countless times. There is no gorgeousness, no surprises, only mechanical repetitive movements, just like those ordinary people who struggle repeatedly in the streets and alleys. Dodge, is not a heroic light turn, but a helpless sideways dodge, avoiding the countless slaps thrown by life, avoiding the hidden arrows in family, friendship, and love.

    Special skills and joint skills are like the complex interest relationship between people, with vigilance in cooperation and suspicion hidden in intimacy. Ju Fufu uses her flame to ignite the hidden resentment and pain, and also burns the softness in her heart. Fire-attributed skills are anger, anxiety, and the last bit of stubbornness in this absurd world.

    Her core skills and support skills are not impeccable, but a kind of persistence in brokenness, a tenacious struggle in pain. She is not a savior, nor does she have an invincible halo. She is just an ordinary person living in an absurd reality, struggling to survive like you and me.

    Behind the fiery spinning picture is her inner confusion and helplessness. The jumping of the popcorn pot seems to be mocking her efforts and hopes, bursting and dispersing, turning into dust in the air with nowhere to go. She desperately used these skills to prove her existence, but found that she was just a dust floating in the wind in the world.

    Such a story has a strong sense of reality, but is also mixed with absurd dreams. It reminds us that life is an unpredictable maze, where difficulties and struggles, pain and laughter are intertwined into a performance that can never end. Everyone is an actor on the stage. No matter how glamorous the stage is, there are little-known struggles and tears off stage.

    The existence of Ju Fufu may be a satire on this real world and a profound revelation of the absurdity of life. She used her broken figure to piece together an incomplete but true picture, forcing us to face the essence of life – impermanence and injustice, but we still have to grit our teeth and live.

    In her, we see the most primitive desire for survival of human beings, and the tenacity of not giving up even in despair. She has no strong backing, no warm harbor, only a lonely flame swaying in the dark, struggling not to be extinguished.

    Her story is also a mirror, reflecting the fear and desire deep in each of our hearts. We are all like her, moving forward with pain, dancing on the edge of reality, and resisting the mockery of fate in our own way.

    Ju Fufu’s life is full of contradictions and pain, but it makes people unable to look away. Although her flame burns, it also illuminates the darkness. Although her struggle is difficult, it represents the truest power of life.

    This is a narrative about absurdity and tenacity, an elegy for living on the edge of chaos. She makes us understand that being alive is a kind of victory. Even if the world is absurd and fate is unfortunate, as long as there is fire in the heart, there is room for hope.

  • From the complexity and diversity of the materials for the cultivation of Mingchao Xiakong to the reflection of modern people’s spiritual dilemma and social reality

    Nowadays, electronic games are becoming increasingly popular and have become an indispensable part of young people’s daily life. In the newly launched game “Mingchao”, the cultivation materials of the five-star resonator Xiakong are diverse and complicated. Counting the low-frequency, medium-frequency, high-frequency and even full-frequency tide erosion sail cores, as well as the burning phosphorus bones, golden wool and various crystallized phlogists, it takes dozens or even hundreds of them, which makes people think deeply about the meaning and reality behind it.

    Xiakong’s cultivation materials, like the various complex conditions faced by people in this modern society, are extremely demanding and extremely costly. The digital game world is bright on the surface, but it actually hides the deep spiritual anxiety and confusion of human beings about the future. Players repeatedly run around on this road piled with numbers, slaying monsters and collecting, just like ordinary people who run around for their livelihoods in reality, but are temporarily blinded by the virtual halo and sense of achievement.

    To obtain the “Burning Phosphorus Bone”, one must defeat the Sighing Ancient Dragon. The name is like the oppression of reality: sighing, burning, and suffering, like an invisible poison, devouring people’s enthusiasm and hope. The Sighing Ancient Dragon is difficult to defeat, and the Burning Phosphorus Bone is extremely rare, suggesting that success in reality is never easy to obtain. People have failed countless times in virtual and real life, and the sigh in their hearts is like the “Sighing Ancient Dragon”, which is difficult to dissipate.

    The name “Golden Fleece” is quite symbolic. It is shining with gold, but the purchase is limited to 15. This is not only a limitation of game design, but also a portrayal of unfair resource allocation and scarce opportunities in real society. Whoever can own the Golden Fleece can reach the peak of success, while ordinary people can only sigh in despair and work in vain. What’s more infuriating is that even if you have money, you can’t buy more. The “Golden Fleece” has become an ideal luxury, which makes people bitter.

    The recharge discount code “Treabarblog3ge” appears repeatedly. Merchants use the players’ love for Xiakong to design various temptations and traps to harvest players’ time and money. This scene is just like the plunder of human desires by modern capital. It looks sweet on the surface, but it is actually cold and ruthless. Digital entertainment has become a slave to capital. Players are exploited in consumption, and happiness has become cheaper and more short-lived.

    The materials of the resonance circuit are stacked layer by layer from impure crystallized phlogiston to high-purity crystallized phlogiston, which requires a lot of shells and time. This is not only the design ingenuity of the game, but also a microcosm of the complex social structure and rules and regulations in reality. In order to achieve a higher status, people continue to climb, spend time and energy, but are still bound by various restrictions and difficult to break free.

    The name of the “Confession Abyss” dungeon deeply implies the inner world of the player. Confession means repentance and reflection, and the abyss is as lonely and helpless as the abyss. In this virtual world, players examine themselves in challenges and try to break free from the shackles of reality, but they can’t escape the fate of loneliness. Perhaps this is a true portrayal of the spiritual dilemma of modern people. They have abundant material resources but are spiritually empty, and their hearts are full of confusion and fear.

    Enhancing props such as stuffed meat tofu may seem insignificant, but they bring short-term warmth and comfort to players during their journey. This reminds me of the tiny joys and hopes in reality. Although life is hard, there are always some small happiness that makes people persevere. Although these details are inconspicuous, they shine with the brilliance of humanity in the cruel reality.

    In summary, the complexity of the cultivation materials of Mingchao Xiakong is not only a game design, but also a reflection of the spiritual dilemma of people in modern society. Players constantly swipe materials in the virtual world, just as people in reality struggle for survival and ideals, but are often bound by invisible shackles. Spiritual sighs, scarcity of resources, capital exploitation, and the abyss of loneliness, all of this constitutes a panoramic view of today’s society.

    If you don’t see the deep meaning, it is undoubtedly superficial to only regard games as entertainment. Just like the old Chinese society described by Mr. Lu Xun, the complexity and cruelty of the game world are also a microcosm of our era. Only by facing this dilemma can we find our own outlet and hope between virtuality and reality.

  • Feng Jin’s loneliness and tenacity are like a touch of warmth in the deep winter

    Feng Jin, standing in the deserted wasteland, the surrounding scene is lifeless. Her eyes are empty, as if she has seen everything, but also as if she has seen nothing. She likes to stand here alone, stand for a long time, and wait quietly. The outside world always makes her feel uneasy, but the loneliness here can make her calm down a little and think about her future. Life is like this wasteland, desolate, dry, without any color, like an old photo covered with dust, everything is blurred, nothing can be seen clearly.

    Her mood is the same as these scenes. Cold, but it may not melt anything. Deserted and lonely, as if there will never be warmth. Feng Jin is a little tired, perhaps not physically tired, but mentally tired. The mind that is always immersed in endless thoughts is always suffocated by unknown pressure. She has asked herself countless times, what is the meaning of such a life?

    “Fear crushes flesh and blood.” She was a person with no faith, and perhaps she had never really thought about what faith was. The only thing she remembered was the fear that she could not get rid of. That fear did not come from the outside, but from the bottom of her heart, an indescribable emptiness. Whenever she closed her eyes in the dead of night, that feeling of emptiness would surge into her heart, almost suffocating her. She tried hard to find the thing that once made her warm, but it always slipped away from her fingers like sand. She dared not admit that she had never really owned anything.

    “Courage tore the chest.” Feng Jin raised the corners of her mouth slightly, she did not understand the meaning of this word. Courage is never innate, it is just slowly cultivated in struggles. Her life has not seen peace for a long time, everything in her heart has been torn again and again by the years, and all the wounds have long been healed into hard scars. Every time she looked up, she could see the pain of the past, and behind every tear, there were too many unwillingness. However, it was in these countless tearings that she found courage. It is not as shiny as the legend says, but is hidden in the darkness, so hidden that it is almost invisible. It is not external heroism, nor is it the kind of high-pitched excitement in battle. It just silently supports her to keep moving forward.

    “Glory baptizes the body.” This sentence sounds like the beginning of some heroic legend. However, Feng Jin never felt that she could be associated with any glory. She is just an ordinary woman, living in this boundless wasteland. Her former dreams have long been worn away. The only thought in her heart is to find a way to keep herself alive. Glory is just an empty word to her. There is always an insurmountable distance between it and her. Feng Jin knows that she can’t be a hero in the eyes of the world. She has never longed to be a brilliant existence. Her pursuit is simple, that is, to live, live better, at least not to disappear too quickly in this cruel world.

    “The seeds of thinking” and “the sprouts of manas” are hints in Feng Jin’s life. She knew that in this wasteland, she was like a seed, waiting for a day to take root and sprout in this lonely soil. She did not expect any earth-shaking changes, but only hoped to find her own place in the struggle day after day. But she knew that all this was not achieved overnight. Every seed needs to go through a long wait before it can break through the soil and see the sun. And the starting point of all this is the unspeakable tenacity.

    She didn’t remember when she became so indifferent and ruthless, nor did she know when she lost her warmth. The feelings that had long been worn down by life gradually disappeared in the depths of her mind and became blurred. Just like when she stood in this wasteland, all her memories were buried by the wind and sand, and her heart became empty, as if she had lost all the weight. She knew what she had once had, perhaps an old time, or perhaps some past events that she didn’t want to recall. But these things have long become a thing of the past in the passage of time and are no longer important.

    Feng Jin is not afraid of loneliness, and is even somewhat accustomed to the taste of loneliness. She doesn’t like the noisy world. The feeling of being surrounded by people makes her a little breathless. She would rather wander alone in this wasteland to find her inner peace. People will always be lonely. Loneliness is not necessarily painful. Sometimes it is a kind of self-baptism and a way of growth. And she slowly found her direction in this lonely journey.

    She is not a name that will be remembered by people, nor does she intend to leave any impression in people’s memory. She is just an ordinary woman, standing in this silent wasteland, looking at the disappearing days, gradually calming herself down, accepting the past and the future. What she expects is not some spectacular success, but to find a place that belongs to her in this world, a corner that will not be forgotten. She knows that all this may never happen, but she has never regretted it.

    Because she understands that all the loneliness and tenacity are her truest existence. And her persistence may be her only promise to herself.

  • Cultural metaphors and life reflections behind the complicated collection of Xiakong’s character materials in the Mingchao game

    Xiakong, as a five-star resonator who came in Mingchao version 2.3, has a rich and complex development path, and the required materials are endless, like an intricate life epic. Counting the requirements for her growth, whether it is breakthrough materials, special weapon upgrades or activation of resonance circuits, they all present a heavy sense of cultural symbols and are also metaphors for the various aspects of life.

    First of all, we must mention the four types of tide erosion sail cores-low frequency, medium frequency, high frequency, and full frequency. They are like four movements in music, playing the melody of Xiakong’s growth. Low frequency is like the slowly rising and falling fluctuations of fate, medium frequency is the twists and turns and expectations in life, high frequency represents the momentary passion and enthusiasm, and full frequency is like the harmonious unity of life, elusive but crucial. Each frequency of the sail core requires players to repeatedly pursue it in the virtual world, which is no different from the persistence and pursuit of ideals in real life, which makes people feel tired and accomplished.

    The material of Burning Phosphorus Bone is particularly prominent. It comes from the gift of the Sighing Ancient Dragon. The name of the ancient dragon is full of mystery and majesty, like a past that is unwilling to be revealed. Players need to break its defense with countless failures and attempts before they can get this bone that symbolizes strength. The existence of Burning Phosphorus Bone can’t help but remind people of the thorns and tribulations in life. The so-called sigh is not only unwilling to accept fate, but also the helplessness and struggle in the depths of human nature.

    As for the Golden Fleece, the name itself triggers endless associations. In ancient Greek mythology, the Golden Fleece is the goal of heroes and the end of adventure. In the Mingchao game, it is not only the key material to improve Xia Kong’s ability, but also seems to symbolize the player’s inner pursuit of dreams and perfection. The ways to obtain the Golden Fleece are both limited and restricted. Players can choose to collect it in the Linaxi Tower or buy it in Laguna City with high shells, but the purchase restriction policy is like the scarcity of resources in real society, which adds to its preciousness and rarity. This scene seems to satirize the monopoly and competition for resources and opportunities in modern society.

    In terms of special weapon materials, the shackles are from simple to special, and the crystallized phlogiston is from impure to high purity, layer by layer. This is the way of refining the heart, just like the literature says forge ahead. This path is both scientific and artistic. Players seem to be refining a work of art that condenses their efforts. Every improvement represents the transformation and sublimation of the soul. The process of shaping a special weapon is no different from people’s pursuit of self-improvement in real life.

    Xiakong’s resonance circuit materials are particularly complex. Impurities, rough extraction, distillation, and high-purity crystallized phlogiston are progressive, just like the refining process in the philosophy of life. From the surface chaos to the final pure transparency, it is a portrayal of the growth of the soul. And the day when the iris blooms, like a fleeting beautiful moment in life, is even more precious because it can only be obtained through the weekly challenge of Wheel of Fate. The metaphor of irises is touching. Blooming and withering are the best portrayal of the impermanence of life.

    It is worth mentioning that the stuffed meat tofu props in the game can increase the material drop rate. Looking closely at its design, it seems like a trivial but extremely important little happiness in life. In the long and difficult process of collecting materials, this kind of help provides comfort and hope, so that players will not feel desperate on the lonely journey. This design concept undoubtedly draws on the psychological principles in reality small positive feedback is enough to maintain the persistence and motivation of individuals.

    Finally, the existence of the recharge platform Treabar, especially the 3% discount through the discount code Treabarblog3ge, exposes the capital logic behind the modern game industry. Players use real money to exchange for the pleasure of virtual growth. This behavior itself is not only a microcosm of modern entertainment consumption, but also a symbol of the increasingly blurred boundaries between reality and virtuality. The interweaving of capital and culture makes simple game behaviors complex and profound.

    In summary, Xiakong’s cultivation material system is far from the simple data accumulation on the surface, but carries many cultural symbols and life philosophies. In this process, players not only experience the pleasure of growth in the game world, but also reflect on the real life in a subtle way. The game Mingchao cleverly interweaves entertainment and culture, games and life through the character Xiakong, making people unable to help but ponder the metaphors and meanings behind it.

    In this way, Xiakong’s material journey is not only an exploration of the virtual world, but also a reflection of real life. I hope that every player can find their own answers and resonance on this complex road.

  • A true portrayal of the life pressure and spiritual sustenance of contemporary young people from the material list of Xia Kong

    “Xia Kong”, a character in the game, has a breakthrough material list like a complex atlas, which lists in detail various qualities of tidal sail cores, crystallized phlogiston, star crystals and rare minerals. Although these names are unfamiliar, they condense the hard work and efforts of countless young players. It seems to be a simple material collection list, but it reflects the life pressure and spiritual sustenance of young people in modern society.

    Reading this material list carefully, the first thing that comes into view is the low-frequency to full-frequency tidal sail cores. They are like cornerstones on the road of life, and every step of accumulation is particularly important. Young people face heavy schoolwork and work every day in real life, and the ideals in their hearts are like the gradual accumulation of materials in this game, which requires patience and time. The game gives them a clear goal and direction, which is not so easy to find in reality.

    Especially those extremely precious materials, such as “Burning Phosphorus Bone” and “Golden Fleece”, which need to be obtained by defeating the powerful enemy “Sighing Ancient Dragon” or participating in special events, which is extremely challenging. In life, how many young people are like this player, facing the cruel test of reality and working hard, just for that possible breakthrough and growth? They are like “Xiakong” in the game, groping in the dark, strong in setbacks, and looking forward to picking their own “Golden Fleece” one day.

    The recharge discounts launched in the game to quickly obtain materials also vaguely reflect the other side of reality. Many young people are often induced to use money to exchange for time and opportunities due to the pressure of reality. This “consumption first and then growth” model is everywhere in life. Through the recharge of the game, they try to make up for the lack of time and get a faster sense of achievement; in reality, they may improve themselves through various training, examinations, and social investment. This dual pressure of consumption and growth often makes people exhausted.

    Counting the names of materials such as “crude crystallized phlogiston”, “rectified crystallized phlogiston”, and “high-purity crystallized phlogiston” reminds us of the progressive learning and work in reality. The accumulation of knowledge and skills goes from superficial to profound, just like the progression of these materials from ordinary to precious. Every step requires patience and every step is full of challenges. The game reflects the difficulty and inevitability of growth in reality in a realistic way.

    The other side of the game is the cooking prop called “Stuffed Meat Tofu”, which can increase the material drop rate by 50%. The existence of this prop seems to remind us that occasional warmth and small happiness are particularly precious in the journey of life. Whether it is the encouragement of relatives and friends, or a short rest and relaxation, they are all good medicine to increase our “drop rate” and help us persist on the long road of growth.

    Through this list of materials, we not only see the growth trajectory of a virtual game character, but also see how modern young people face pressure, how to seek breakthroughs, and how to maintain the shadow of hope in real life. Games have become a kind of sustenance for them, a way to escape reality, and a source of self-challenge and sense of accomplishment.

    Behind this virtual list of materials, there are huge expectations of society for young people and severe challenges in reality. How to balance reality and virtuality, how to find the joy of life under pressure, and how to truly achieve self-growth are problems that every modern person must face.

    Perhaps, the “Xiakong” in the game gives us a revelation: In addition to relying on external resources and opportunities, the breakthrough of life requires inner tenacity and persistence in beauty. No matter how complicated the materials are or how difficult the levels are, as long as there is a bright direction in your heart, you can always step out of your own sky step by step.

    In this fast-paced era, each of us is “Xiakong”, struggling in the wind and rain, and moving forward in the sun. May we all pick up those “crystallized phlogistons” in life and brew our own happiness and growth.