The conditions to reach the eleventh floor did not appear.
Instead, a reminder informed Xiang Ying that she must continue feeding the figurines until reaching a hundred before the conditions would be displayed.
She twisted her eyebrows in thought.
This was an increase in difficulty.
Why didn't she have this much trouble in her previous life?
Could it be that her space had upgraded again?
Xiang Ying suppressed her many doubts and turned towards the screen.
The little figurines were actively recruiting and trading, looking like tiny radishes as they began to divide the work among themselves.
Xiang Ying could only invest more resources for them, including meat, horses, and weapons—one portion for each without skimping.
Among them, an electronic figurine with a beard was the most diligent, running up and down, collecting all the things that Xiang Ying had given him.
Then, as if holding a meeting, he stood at the top, passionately speaking.
