How I spent $1.3 million trying to bake a cake in Farming Simulator 22, Part 1 | PC Gamer - tschidayouseks97

How I spent $1.3 jillio trying to broil a cake in Farming Simulator 22, Part 1

Farming Simulator 22 pickup truck with license plate that spells out I LOVE CAKE

(Image credit: Giants Computer software)

The holidays are here, a time for presents, family gatherings, off-primal carols, and giant, dense, disgusting fruitcakes no one asked for nor wanted. To get into the joyous season, I've definite to relieve oneself my own fruitcake—not in a cooking game or bakery management sim, but in Farming Simulator 22. And I'm going to bake that bar alone from scratch.

Producing cakes in Farming Simulator 22 (technically they're strawberry cakes, non fruitcakes, but strawberries are fruit, soh near enough) requires egg, Milk, butter, flour, sugar, and strawberries. It also means owning a bakery to store and combine each those ingredients, owning a dairy to turn milk into butter, a ingrain grinder to reverse wheat into flour, a sugar mill to turn beets into sugar, and greenhouses to grow up the strawberries. And of course there's all the labor and equipment to grow the wheat and beets and feed the cows and chickens. It's a dish out to tackle, especially for someone pretty new to Farming Simulator 22, but starting the game with $1.5 million in cash feels the likes of it'll be plenty. For a cake. Rightfield?

And when I tell I'm making this cake from boodle, I mean it. I'm eventide buying a plot of land with no alive fields on it. I'm gonna make my own damn fields. The land I twine up choosing is nestled between a baseball stadium, a highway exit, and a bunch of trees, and it costs $470,000. Throw in a tractor and a pickup, and I've clean spent a third of my starting money and every I've got is a park and much tiny patches of grass next to a highway. Sentence to farm!

Eggs

I start by building a crybaby chicken coop for six grand and then buy 10 chickens (and one cock) which handily teleport into the pen. I buy some volaille feed and a mammoth trailer, fill it, and drag it behind my tractor over to Off-Wild leek Ranch. It's supernatural to be driving a tractor on the freeway, but no more unitary seems to mind. I dump the food next to the pen (dumping stuff from a trailer in Rural Simulator 22 always feels good) and my chickens are set. They don't even penury water! Maybe this is going to be gradual, later on all.

Trees

It's not going to personify easy. I envision clarification all the trees off my land, because what's a farm without some negative environmental impact? This plan turns bent on be an immediate disaster. It involves leasing a tree-cutter, which I drive all the way to my farm earlier discovering it's "incompatible" with the trees along my land. So, I bring back it and buy up a chainsaw, but even though I excision through a tree, it doesn't actually bowl over. I ram information technology with my pickup arm truck (licence plate ILOVECAKE). Information technology unmoving doesn't tip o'er.

There's another cool-looking tree-killing machine, soh I lease it and hire an AI help to labor it to my farm. The AI fails, getting repeatedly stuck after ramming into a roadside billboard. I start impulsive information technology myself, but the machine is unbelievably slow, so I rent a tractor and flatbed trailer and then laboriously pull the machine to my dimension.

It whole shebang, sorta, chewing up trees and logs, but it takes eternally. My bankroll has already slipped to under a million, and all I have are 10 chickens and a single tree that I've knocked over just haven't finished turning into mulch. And the time is tick. The in-game date is August. I have until December, and each in-game 24-hour interval is actually an in-game month. I can't spend the entire month nerve-wracking to murder trees.

I give up along the trees and start creating my first field of operation, close to 6 inches from the edge of the interstate. This is where I will make my wheat.

Wheat

I lease a plow and discover I am not great at ploughing in accurate lines. I'm not great at plowing in crooked lines, either. I can get Bradypus tridactylus workers to handle field work, but it's not a field yet, so I stimulate to do this split myself. It's slow and messy, and I keep having to go back to plow over the tufts of Gunter Wilhelm Grass I missed. But after a long, hard day of ploughing... I am slightly less than halfway done.

I'm gonna leave the wheat for a little bit.

Cows

With my field one-half-created, I decide to get few cow products in the works. I should have through with this first, because while I was being defeated by trees, they could have been generating milk, which I need some for straight-finished Milk River and to make butter. I body-build a corral, and while I can pay extra to suffer the cows teleported to it, I really wish to wreak them here myself to keep the "doing it from scratch" vibration going. Time to lease however many expensive equipment, like a massive overawe trailer and an honest-to-god truck to towage it with, past force to the animal dealer. I drop an embarrassing amount of time trying to properly back equal to the pickup point, and load my five cows into a trailer that's probably big enough to contain 50.

With the cows delivered to their pen, I notice the chickens have already produced some eggs! Hot damn! I've exclusively just started my farm, and I've already got my first fixings! There are so few eggs I can lift the pallet without having to rent a forklift, so I chow them in my pickup truck, drive to the bakery, buy the bakeshop for $50,000, and cram the eggs into information technology. The bakery will memory boar whol my ingredients until I've got enough for cakes, then it'll take off baking hot them.

I'm pretty pleased with myself to have actually produced something on my farm, merely it dawns on me that I've only got a individualistic ingredient, I only make fractional a tilled field, I haven't even fed or watered my cattle one of these days, and I haven't in reality established anything. I've spent $700,000 already and I experience... some egg.

And information technology turns out, cow food is more complicated than chicken food. You penury to bribe a bunch of contrary ingredients, like hay, grass, and silage, so dump it all in a giant mixing machine and feed them what comes out. This every last takes me about a hundred years, American Samoa I scent out up buying yet another tractor and getting a bale-grabbing attachment hooked to the front so I can dump the different bales into the mixer I chartered.

My concoction doesn't turn on out to Be wholly that well-balanced, simply it appears to be edible American Samoa I drive it to the grow and dump it in front of the cow pen. Unlike chickens, kine also demand water system, then I snag a enormous water tank, embroil it to a lake with my tractor, fill information technology, and so hire an Artificial intelligence worker to drive it to the farm. I'm already stunned by how some different pieces of equipment I've had to lease. In the meantime, with my field fully plowed, I've chartered a seeder to actually institut my first wheat berry crop, which I still harbor't done yet. This is distressing ME, because it's already September and my bank account is down to $500,000. I've dog-tired a million dollars! A trillion. And still I only have around egg.

Only dang it, this is totally still real satisfying. As I engraft my wheat, the game map registers my field of view as an literal wheat berry field. My lame, misshapen field incoming to the highway is recognised by the stake as a legitimate craw. I am, as technically as it gets, a farmer.

Farming Simulator 22 map showing small wheat field — (Image credit: Giants Software)

Strawberries

In that location is no goal to the things I need to spend money connected for a flippin' bar. I build a greenhouse, fill out it with piss from my tank, and demand that information technology rise strawberries. It promptly does, and soon there's a full pallet session outside. Greenhouses aren't as labyrinthian as cows, it seems. I drop a while with a leased forklift trying to get a pallet of strawberries into yet other leased trailer (I now have rough 700 different pieces of equipment) before surrender and drive my tractor—still with the cloud seeder involved to information technology—over to the bakery with strawberries clutched in the bale-grabber thing. Farmer Chris is beginning to come separate at the seams.

I eventually realize I canful have the greenhouse automatically hand out strawberries to the bakehouse or else of doing IT myself, though I do get enjoyment out of schlepping stuff across the correspondenc. And connected the plus side, my bakery now has eggs and strawberries, and information technology's exclusively... beatified shit, information technology's already October. I have two months to create wheat and routine it into flour, to spring u beets and turn them into scratch (which means creating and planting another entire field), and to make my cows produce decent milk for both Milk and butter.

I think I power embody screwed. Tune in tomorrow for Part 2.

Chris started playing PC games in the 1980s, started authorship about them in the early 2000s, and (lastly) started getting paid to write out about them in the late 2000s. Succeeding few years as a day-to-day freelancer, Personal computer Gamer leased him in 2014, probably so he'd stop emailing them asking for more work. Chris has a dear-detest relationship with survival games and an unhealthy fascination with the inner lives of NPCs. He's also a lover of offbeat pretense games, mods, and ignoring storylines in RPGs so he can even off his own.