These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 138 The More Mutations, the Luckier
Ning Zheng thought about it and decided not to care about the internal strife in Pingchang City.

——No matter how strong he is, I have my own blacksmith who is his father.

I don't know whether the Zhang family is sincere in forming an alliance or has other plans. Anyway, now that I have the confidence, I can see how the Zhang family fools people.

At worst, just ignore him.

The Zhang family can barely protect themselves in the city, how can they come to the villa to fight me?

As the internal strife in Pyeongchang City continues, the main character sits on the sidelines and watches the fire, and decides to resume his happy daily life down the mountain.

fishing.

Today, I can go back to enjoy fishing again.

Ning Zheng said, "Let's stop here for now. They are the ones asking us for the alliance, not us."

Jiucai Rong was a little worried: "After the red moon, the entire Pingchang City has solved its internal problems and has the energy to start attacking us. What should we do?"

"It's okay, they don't dare to attack." Ning Zheng said lightly.

Jiucai Rong was even more worried: "Master, we can actually fight!"

"We really want to fight for the Villa!"

"Even if we have to risk our lives, and become enemies with the world and 30,000 ancestors, we will stand on the side of the manor owner!"

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Ning Zheng was speechless.

He was a little torn.

These blacksmiths who are eager to try dare to think.

You are too ambitious. You can't even beat an old man in the fourth organ realm.

A bunch of psychos.

Ning Zheng threw out the Zhang family's communication token and gave it to the Fairy Medicine for safekeeping, "Take it!"

"For me?" The fairy doctor's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Ning Zheng smiled.

After all, she has already recognized the master and is now the owner of this magic weapon, so only she can initiate communication.

Ning Zheng was not greedy for this token as she already had one.

Even in a strict sense.

The Medical Fairy is now the orthodox one in the villa, and the descendant of the magic cultivator Xue Lihua, and can be responsible for external communications.

A fake "Soul-leaving Flower" like Ning Zheng is not worthy of being worthy of the villa.

Thinking of this, Ning Zheng did not focus on the technological development of the blacksmith shop, but went to Lingtian District.

Getting ready to see how the cultivation of the Xuelihua is going.

This is my top priority. Without Xuelihua, I will have no vest!
Farmland area.

Neatly divided farmlands come into view.

Wine rice, shadow wine rice, and even various spiritual roots, dogtail grass
They are all growing very well, are full of vitality, and the quality of the plants is very good.

at this time.

In the farmland, the mason squatted beside a row of plants and carefully dug out a foxtail grass with its roots covered in mud.

Head up.

He took a large amount of soil along with the roots into his mouth.

Suck!

He licked the dirt off the roots with a sound similar to sucking on a popsicle, muttering to himself:
"Today's nutritional soil taste may be a bit problematic."

The shrimp catcher next to him nodded and took notes:

"This fertilizer may need to be moistened for a while with a mud jar full of magic coins. It may be better to add more spiritual energy."

"Ah."

The mason nodded, buried the dogtail grass again, stood up and said:
"The fertilizer will be ready in the next two days. We will start hybridizing plants, breeding new species, and try grafting spiritual roots."

Ning Zheng watched this scene quietly from a distance.

It turns out that the Golden Money Boy has this kind of use: eating soil and studying the growth of plants.

It’s a good innovation.

"Sir, why are you here?" The mason suddenly discovered something and ran over happily.

Ning Zheng nodded and said seriously, "Come and take a look."

The man named Vomitor is a breeding maniac and a crazy researcher.

And he is the type who doesn't like to participate in activities. Sometimes he just sits there studying for the whole day.

But Ning Zheng thinks this is very worry-free.

It would be so reassuring if there were a few more people like this who get down to work in the villa!
of course.

He had commented on the Medical Fairy before, saying that she was a person who was down-to-earth and engaged in research and development.

Now that I see through her true nature, I take that back.

She does get things done and does research and development like crazy, but look at the products she develops. What the hell are they?
Plastic surgery, breast augmentation, river monster sleeping bag.

Let her be a doctor and lead a research and development team to do this kind of thing?
But it’s really profitable.

But they were making money from the blacksmith, but Jiucai Rong praised it very much, saying that the blacksmiths were made to work harder because they were cheated of their money.

It enriches the game system and increases the playability of the villa.

"These plants are growing well." Ning Zheng said with a smile, "Take me to see the blood-leaving flowers."

"Yes."

The vomiting mason took him to the depths.

During the previous ancestor worship, the ancestor gave three blood-leaving flowers, two of which were given to the medical fairy.

One is for her own use.

One died and appeared on the sword fairy.

Soon, Ning Zheng saw the last blood flower they cultivated. It was full of vitality under the nourishment of the spiritual energy of the magic money.

In the spiritual field area, carefully holding the flowerpot of the blood-leaving flower, the mud craftsman whispered:
"Sir, the Blood Flower is the foundation of our villa!"

"I will take good care of the only middle-grade spiritual root. When the equipment arrives, I will lead a group of spiritual farmers to build a spiritual energy room for breeding."

"Our Lingnong District will become the cornerstone of the entire villa!"

The inheritance passed down by the ancestor also includes the technology on how to cultivate the Blood Flower.

That is the valuable experience summed up by generations of demon cultivators.

The inherited spiritual roots are the foundation for a family's reproduction!

As long as we follow the tradition, the survival rate of the Blood Separation Flower may be higher than that of ordinary low-grade spiritual roots.

Ning Zheng was very satisfied. "We can ignore other things. Our villa must prioritize the cultivation of blood-leaving flowers. What is the cost?"

The mud craftsman quickly said, "According to the inheritance, the cost of cultivating one plant is 800 magic coins."

"But if we spend a lot of money to build a Reiki room and breed on a large scale, the price can drop to 300 Fa coins per plant."

"Very good." Ning Zheng nodded with satisfaction. Her villa was indeed full of talented people.

After chatting for a while, Ning Zheng left the villa.

the other side.

In the clinic.

The Fairy Medicine was ecstatic. She held the communication token in her hand and counted on her fingers: "Oh my God! Hahahaha, one communication token costs 1000 magic coins. What is the European Emperor? Please call me the European Emperor Fairy!"

next to.

Dao Jiujiu was also surprised and looked at the Fairy Medicine's communication token:

"Lend it to me quickly. I have long wanted to study the communication token in the old steward's hand. Now I finally have something I can study."

"How is it? Can we research it?" Jiucai Rong came over.

"How can it be so fast? Even you, a capitalist, have to have a limit. Research takes time. I can only say that maybe we can improve our drawing cards." Dao Jiujiu's face was hot.

"Then hurry up. If there is any progress, I will apply for funding for you." Jiucairong began to make big promises like a capitalist.

You know what, this cake is really useful.

Dao Jiujiu said, "Then I'll lead the team to take a look, but I can't guarantee any results."

It's not just because I love forging, but also because I have to make money in the game to support my wife and children.

This way, you can research more magical instruments, earn more magic money, and sell them to some wealthy people.

The blacksmith passing by the door couldn't help but look over again and again.

What kind of person is the medical fairy?

Now she has two Embers, a loli medical fairy who works as the clinic's research assistant, and an Ember Sword Fairy who goes out and helps her get a token?
"Oh my god."

"Putting aside the adventure is taking off."

"That's right. Placing adventures to collect various materials is the foundation for our success! Even if we are not as exaggerated as the Sword Fairy, look at Su Yu Niang down the mountain. How many river monsters did she bring back from the underwater maze? She also made a lot of money."

"Save money! Brother, complete the initial accumulation. As long as you get your first wild adventure baby, you will make money faster in the future!"

"Yes, even the worst qualified person can earn more than us by going out to the mountains to collect."

"I'm afraid that even if I save up enough money, I won't be able to buy a baby card. I'm so unlucky. This is only one tenth of it."

"God-defying! Could it be that the more perverted the game is, the luckier you are?"

Uncomfortable!

Do they want to let themselves go and become perverts?
Suddenly I remembered the perverted behavior of Jiucairong licking the insole.

I feel like I might be too serious, which makes me incompatible with the luck value of this game.

"The Medical Fairy is a shapeshifter, and Leek Rong is a pervert."

"I can't do that. Between transformation and metamorphosis, I choose mutation directly!"

After saying that, Shaochai Kun buried his head in the soil, sticking his butt out and shaking it while chewing on the soil.

"I'm coming too!"

"I want to mutate too!"

One by one, the blacksmiths also began to participate in the activity, starting to chew the soil in the style of dancing yangge.

Arya was trembling with fear as she watched from the side.

She felt that these crazy guys were the legendary evil cultivators with very twisted personalities.

in the afternoon.

The blacksmiths started forging iron again.

The farmland area suddenly became lively because the farmer was escorted to them.

The farmer's name was Gouzhu, a very simple name.

He was trembling at first, and when he was taken to the farmland area, he thought he might die.

After all, when he passed by the blacksmith shop, it was not closed, and he saw with his own eyes an extremely creepy scene, with various forging furnaces jumping and a group of happy people swinging sledgehammers.
——This may be a human meat barbecued pork bun inn.

I have fallen into the devil's den.

But at this moment, this group of spiritual farmers asked about his origins.

"I am just a low-level cultivator, a spiritual farmer in the second field area outside Qingshan County."

Gouzhu whispered, "My spiritual roots are not mine. My family was poor, so I was sold to the Zhang family by my parents. I was required to study since I was young. It was very strict and I slept very little every day."

"More than half of my batch of people who had their third flower blossomed died, but I survived. I successfully blossomed my third flower at the age of fifteen and became a spiritual farmer for the Zhang family."

Huge walls wrapped around the living quarters, which contained many villages and county towns.

Even ordinary people in some villages have never seen the "wall" in their entire lives. At most, they go from the village to the county town to go to the market or study.

Gouzhu was also desperate and cried loudly:
"Woo woo woo, I could barely make ends meet, and I had to hand in all the spiritual rice I grew. A few days ago, the Zhang family was said to have been attacked by a group of demon cultivators. The family was furious, and I was afraid of being implicated, so I ran away."

Gouzhu said that he had no idea what the attack from the demon cultivators was, as it was not something he could encounter at his level.

He sobbed:

"I was also a young monk at the time. I ran very fast and mixed into the front of the refugee wave leaving the city. I migrated all the way and fled. But I encountered many inexplicable strange things. The number of people decreased drastically, and finally I came here."

When everyone heard this, they felt their eyes were opened.

And then, after the interrogation was over, something happened that horrified Gouzhu.

He was not executed.

The other party was also extremely enthusiastic:

"Master, please teach me some spiritual farming knowledge."

"Good brother, teach me how to farm."

"Handsome boy, teach me first."

"Handsome boy, how do I grow this seed?"

"father!!"

Gouzhu was suddenly a little flustered by this enthusiasm.

How could he, who came from a poor family and had no dignity, have ever seen such a scene?

I almost lost myself in the sounds of "handsome boy" and could only answer their questions quickly.

Jiu Cairong, who was standing far away, was shocked when he saw this scene.

Some blacksmiths are really shameless!

Handsome boy, it’s okay to call you brother, but why do you call me dad?
Where do you put our foster father?

"Forget it. We'll kill him later anyway. Now this peasant is timid and uneasy. Who knows what will happen in the future."

Jiucai Rong had no mercy on the evildoer.

Don’t be fooled by how flattering and cheerful these people are now, as they make people lose their minds, they are colder than anyone else when they take action!

Because in their eyes, when an NPC is useful, they will naturally increase its favorability, and when it is no longer useful, they will kick the NPC away.

It's not that they are immoral.

It is really raised by various game manufacturers.

In many game plots, the early stages are all about building up favorability with people like mentor, godfather, or mentor. Later, as the plot progresses, it turns out that the black hand is actually your mentor!

Then the plot requires you to kill this NPC. They have been used to it. They have been killing quest NPCs for twenty years. Their hearts have become as cold as a knife for killing fish.

soon.

Several leaders went to the steward's room and they started discussing the inn again.

After summarizing the experience of this time, we sent people to rebuild the damaged buildings in the inn.

At this time, the medical fairy's communication token rang again.

This is the message from the Sword Fairy on the other side:

"Everyone, how are things going over there?"

(End of this chapter)