The ramshackle silhouette of the Suibian Temple, rising from the mists of the Waifei Peninsula, has become a beacon for wanderers in the Hollows. To the uninitiated, it is a puzzle of splintered wood and scattered dreams. Yet, for those who listen, its whispered purpose is simple: a sanctuary to be rebuilt, a rhythm of creation to be learned. It begins with a single conversation, a meeting with a steadfast guide named Belion, whose mechanical heart beats with the temple's potential. This Bangboo, a gentle custodian of forgotten crafts, holds the key to the latest core loop that draws Agents deeper into the game's enigmatic depths.

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Within the temple's nascent walls, three sacred systems intertwine like roots seeking the sun: Crafting, Selling, and Discovery. Each is a verse in the poem of restoration.

The first verse is Crafting. It is the primal act of making, of willing form from formlessness. Here, one learns the alchemy of the Hollows. A recipe is chosen, materials gathered—often plucked from the very heart of the digital abyss in those early, grinding days. It is a call to action, a summoning to dive back into the chaos and return with the bones of creation. The process itself is a focused meditation, a quiet counterpoint to the frenzy of combat.

Then comes the second verse: Selling. There is no haggling here, no mercantile strife. It is a pure, transactional haiku. The fruits of one's labor are presented, and the loyal Bangboo facilitate the exchange. The experience evokes a nostalgic, almost sacred feeling—a video rental store from a bygone era, but one rendered with profound conviction and purpose. It is commerce as ritual.

And finally, the third verse: Discovery. This is the temple's promise of perpetual renewal. New recipes lie hidden, waiting to be unveiled. But revelation demands progress. One must journey through upgrades and quests, though the path is never cruelly steep. Each step forward is a note in a growing symphony of capability.

The temple's growth is measured in levels, a gentle ascent tied to fundamental acts of crafting or moments of personal achievement. With each new tier, the world expands. New items whisper their names, waiting to be unlocked. The physical temple itself groans and shifts, its wounds stitching closed. To initiate this metamorphosis, one need only access the menu that crowns the Temple screen—a simple click that echoes with the sound of rebuilding.

No sanctuary exists in a vacuum. The temple is a stone dropped into a pond, and its ripples touch every shore of the region.

The entire neighborhood becomes an ecosystem of support. As doors unlock within the temple, new paths open outside it. Quaint stores and local establishments offer tasks, a chance to earn or barter for precious extra resources. One can even invest directly in the temple's growth, purchasing upgrades that hasten the dawn of its full glory. The community thrives on mutual aid.

Perhaps the most poetic evolution, however, concerns our silent companions: the Bangboo. For years, they have been steadfast allies in battle. Now, in 2026, they reveal a new, contemplative purpose. While the Agent must still venture forth to grind for core materials, the Bangboo can be dispatched on quiet errands of their own. Veterans of Genshin Impact will recognize the serene rhythm of this system. Send them forth on retrieval quests, where variables of time and chance play their part.

  • Multiple Dispatches: A cadre of Bangboo can be sent simultaneously, each on a unique journey.

  • The Offline Harvest: The system sings as an offline activity. It is the gift of time, working for you while you are away.

  • Ready Upon Return: Log in to find a curated bounty awaiting—materials ready for the forge, items poised for the market. It is the quiet magic of return.

The call is clear. The grind is no longer a mere chore; it is the rhythmic breath of creation. It is the gathering of syllables for the next stanza, the collection of hues for the next brushstroke on the temple's canvas. So, heed the call of Belion. Embrace the triad of Craft, Sale, and Discovery. Integrate with the neighborhood, and delegate to your faithful Bangboo. The Suibian Temple awaits not just a contractor, but a poet of restoration. Its final form is a sonnet written in wood, wire, and will, and every player holds the pen.