These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 193 The Noble Steward of the Villa

After Ning Zheng received the message, she had no intention of watching from the villa anymore, so she turned around and left, preparing to go down the mountain.

But Jiucairong hesitated for a moment and took a step forward:
"Master Steward, regarding that tomb, we were actually quite proficient in digging tombs when we were in our hometown. We can take this job!"

"Oh?" Ning Zheng stopped.

Leek Rong was overjoyed:
"In the hometowns of our group of refugees, everyone is good at beating people behind their backs, robbing graves, and rummaging through boxes and cabinets."

"There are four major schools: the Captain of the Tomb Raiders, the Taoist Priests of Moving Mountains, the Warriors of the Ridge Removing Warriors, and the Generals of the Ridge Removing Warriors. As the saying goes, the Ridge Removing Warriors have seals, the Tomb Raiders have talismans, the Mountain Moving Warriors have techniques, and the Ridge Removing Warriors have armor!"

"Going down to a tomb is not a casual thing. First, there is a wave of ghosts blowing out the lights."

Ning Zheng saw that he was speaking in a lot of mysterious and impressive lines, and it seemed that there was really something to it.

Come to think of it, when they came in earlier, they did look like tomb robbers.

He had shifty eyes and was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, even wanting to peel off a layer of the ground.

Obviously a professional pickpocket.

If they were to dig a grave, they would pull a cart and carry away every floor tile.

Only the naked master of the bound spirit tomb was left, looking at the house where not even a needle was left, and he was helpless and furious in the mud.

Ning Zheng approved of the method of rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

However, the specific professional knowledge of tomb-diving remains to be studied.

After all, they said they were professional tomb robbers, but they also said before that they were the best at filial piety in their hometown. It turns out that their filial piety is different from the traditional filial piety in this world.

This time, Ning Zheng will not easily trust their tomb-robbing techniques.

In this world, tomb robbing requires a lot of skill.

It even formed a professional school, and some magic practitioners made a living from it.

"I'll consider it!" Ning Zheng gave an ambiguous answer and went down the mountain directly.

Ning Zheng ignored these excited blacksmiths.

after all.

It's not just about this one collaboration to go to the tomb.

As for those demon cultivators’ friends, networks, and future cooperation, whether or not he could take over, or how to take over, was a problem.

After the old steward left, Jiu Cairong touched his head, unable to figure out what was wrong: "Why didn't I take on this mission?"

"I think you put it very well." The vomiting mudsmith thought for a moment and said, "You can tell at first glance that you are a fan of novels."

"After all, the NPC dialogue has been triggered. Is it possible that there is some hidden hard condition of the task that we have not met?" The God of Cookery whispered.

A group of people were discussing on the spot and felt that this task could definitely be taken up.

But how to take over and how to get the old steward's consent is still unknown.

It seems that we have to make our efforts to appear to be good at tomb robbing.

dusk.

It was only six o'clock and already dark, as if it were eight o'clock.

Inside the villa, various river monster oil lamps were lit.

They even followed local customs and made colorful lanterns and hung them high.

Colorful lanterns are a local feature and in the folk customs of many cities they represent safety and protection.

Because when you don't know whether the other person is a ghost or not, you can point at the lantern and ask what color it is, and then you can judge what the other person is.

Very practical.

As the lights come on, the lanterns in the villa look very beautiful.

"The villa is beautiful at night."

"Yes, it has an ancient style and is full of charm."

Many blacksmiths couldn't help but praise it. The update of the game environment was to let the blacksmiths experience the game mechanism at night.

After all, I logged off at exactly 7 o'clock, and have never officially seen what the real night of this game is like.

“Thanks for planning.”

"Now I finally understand the darkness of the night during the day."

"You don't understand. This is to give us a nightlife! How beautiful it is when the night lights are on? And it can also consume a batch of river monster oil supplies from our cafeteria."

"You just flattered the planning and praised the night scene so much that you even said the poop people poop smells good."

"You don't understand. If you don't worship my father, I won't change your probability next time. Do you understand?"

The air is filled with a happy atmosphere, as if it is New Year's Day tonight.

It's not just their villa that's like this. It seems that for some time to come, the money for lighting will be a considerable expense for the city's common people.

Of course, because it got dark quickly, they also saw that there was a bright light in a building at the foot of the mountain. It was obvious that the prison was still working frantically.

Pick up the telescope and take a look.

The two talisman masters also started moving bricks and became construction workers.

It’s just that they were very noble before and had never done this before, so they didn’t seem very skilled.

Among the blacksmiths.

Dangdang Dangdang!
A blacksmith with the Soul-Separation Flower in his heart was wielding a sledgehammer, and flames were blazing in front of the forge.

Soon, the sound gradually subsided, and a dogtail grass weapon gradually appeared.

A group of people gathered nearby.

"Shit, it's +4, four magical powers!"

"Although we are very proficient in this weapon, its normal level before was only +2! Occasionally it can reach +3. Is the bonus from its innate magical power so great?"

"Of course! In fact, the quality of a weapon depends largely on your accuracy and the degree of integration of the materials. This Kryptonian precision striking can improve your skills very directly."

Everyone was discussing it crazily.

Is this the blacksmith’s spiritual root?
This is simply outrageous.

It turned out that it wasn't that their skills were bad, but that they didn't have the money, because the other blacksmiths outside the villa all had spiritual roots to assist them.

And now, their low-grade spiritual roots have helped a little bit, and our current spiritual roots have also helped a little bit.

The man put down the sledgehammer and made a speech:

"Well, one hammer reduces one day of life, but the accuracy is incredible. This feeling is super cool, a kind of invincible feeling from a God's perspective, as if I turned on time stop and then swung the hammer Ora Ora."

"Time stop? Is it that cool?"

"of course."

The more they looked at it, the happier they were. This spiritual root was the blacksmith's dream lover, and they were eager to get a loan tomorrow to get a green spiritual root to wear on their heads.

It turns out that if you want to live a decent life, you must have some green on your head.

Not only the blacksmith shop, but all organizations have begun to study their newly opened Soul-Separation Flower spiritual roots.

These ten people include blacksmiths, embroiderers, hairpin ladies, spiritual farmers, and alchemists. They are all studying their own spiritual roots and what use they can bring to their area.

Moreover, they all found that the bonus was not small.

Although each blow shortens their lifespan by one day, the side effects of this kryptonian life-threatening attack make it almost impossible for them to live for more than half a year.

If you are a crazy liver emperor who taps thousands of times a day, your life span may be shortened by seven or eight years.

Of course, ordinary card-drawing weapons will not activate the krypton life power and waste life. The greater significance of this power is to increase the upper limit and give them the ability to impact the high end.

In conclusion.

This is burning life and blooming the most beautiful flowers.

The benefits brought about are enormous, comparable to the powerful bonus of planting high-quality spiritual roots in a large family or holy land.

However, Jiucai Rong, the manager of the company, rarely has time to relax.

Now, he finally doesn't have to sit in the office, issuing, organizing, and confirming daily tasks all day long.

"Cool!"

Jiu Cairong sat around the campfire and ate a midnight snack. "This is the most relaxing day I've had in the past two months."

“It feels so Versailles.”

The God of Cookery complained and also sat around the campfire to eat, "Isn't this hinting that you will be the manager of the villa on the first day of landing and start sitting in the leader's office?"

"The boss is not happy either. You know what I mean? He's called a manager, but he's actually just an overworked dog."

Jiucai Rong took a bite of the skewers:
"You guys are here to play games, I'm here to work! I have to control the number of daily tasks issued, such as mining, making clothes, and smelting various proportions."

"You also have to outwit those animals and go to their work sites to personally confirm that they have completed the task and not cut corners."

"I still have to do some psychological work for them. Some blacksmiths knock on my office door for no reason and come up with some random proposals and ideas, asking me to invest in them."

Jiucairong is like a drunk middle-aged office worker:

"Some of them wanted to open mahjong halls, chess and card rooms, and even martial arts centers, but I rejected them all."

"Why don't you go to a chess and card platform to play mahjong? I only have 300 people here, and it's not enough to do the work."

"Still want to play cards? If you don't want to, just quit the game and find someone else. We have plenty of blacksmiths to do the job anyway."

The medical fairy nodded.

Indeed, being tortured by those idiots every day and having to guard against them from being lazy is simply hell on earth.

Look at those two talisman masters, they couldn’t bear it after being tortured for several days, but Jiu Cairong held on for two months.

The villa has developed to this point in just two months, and Jiucairong has made an indispensable contribution to this.

Because this game has such a high degree of freedom, if there is no one to lead, it will be more of a mess and everyone will play their own games.

But in the final analysis, the reason why Jiucairong is so diligent is because he is poor.

Jiucairong is just an old fool in real life. He has worked various jobs, started a business, and was cheated on by his girlfriend because he was poor. Now that he has this opportunity, he has to give it a try.

"Finally you made it." Su Yu Niang patted his shoulder, "You can relax and enjoy the game some time now."

"Do not."

Jiucai Rong shook his head. "What do you mean by taking time out? I don't think so."

"Isn't it possible?" The God of Food looked towards the steward's room, which was brightly lit. "Your baby is one of the best. Look at him, he's still working overtime like crazy. He has completely inherited your personality."

The ashes of Jiu Cairong have the greatest influence on the overall influence of the villa!

The role of the embers of stewardship is self-evident.

Jiucai Rong said: "I'm definitely a bit idle now. Haven't you noticed? A new dungeon mission has appeared. It seems that they are preparing to build a teleportation array."

"And the teleportation array on the opposite side, which is the entrance to the dungeon, gathers people from other magic cultivation families. What should we do?"

"I'm sure everyone will set up camp and make a temporary residence."

“Whether we go there ourselves or Yu Jin is the only one who can go, we have to send someone to manage it. Who should we send? My Yu Jin! He is the other person in charge of the entrance to the Tomb Dungeon.”

When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense.

After all, among a group of Ember blacksmiths working outside, there must be an Ember manager!
why?
Embers inherit the memories of the previous life.

This group of wicked embers, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, laughing and joking, are extremely restless. But who do they listen to the most?

Leek Rong.

In the past two months, he has established a lot of prestige. He can kick the opponent's butt and shout "Go to work", and these unruly and vicious people, who have too much psychological trauma from their previous lives, will probably have to obey.

"The steward of Jiucai Rong's embers has been awarded the title of Ghost King." Su Yu's mother's eyes widened.

"Right?"

Jiucai Rong said: "According to my analysis."

"After all, with so many demon cultivators exploring together, it will take more than a day or two to rob a tomb. We need a logistics supply area."

"As for this temporary supply area, it might be more appropriate to call it 'market' or 'black market'. We can set up a stall there and sell things to the NPC magic cultivators at the entrance of the dungeon."

This analysis makes a lot of sense. It's not just a tomb-robbing adventure, it also involves business elements.

There were few embers before, so everyone thought it was nothing.

But now the number of embers is slowly increasing. After going out, in the dungeon area, how can these animals be obedient?
We have to send Jiucai Rong's remaining embers to take charge and suppress and manage them personally.

This setting is so interesting too.

In the future, I guess there will be several teams of babies.

[Manager No. 1 Jiucai Rong]: Leads the material adventure team, crosses mountains and rivers, collects all kinds of natural treasures, and explores the terrain.

[Manager No. 2 Jiucai Rong]: Leads a combat adventure team, specializing in tomb robbing, hunting in the wild, killing hostile forces in the villa, and bringing back various materials to the villa.

[Manager No. 3 Jiucai Rong]: Leads a group of magical flying swords, flies around everywhere, and beats up the list of magical weapons.

Su Yu Niang thought it was fun:
"The gameplay in the future seems to be quite interesting. You, a social animal, use the super clone technique to act as a babysitter everywhere, take care of their poop and pee, and exploit these laughing blacksmiths."

"Hahahaha, the scene is so cheerful, it's really refreshing." The Fairy Doctor laughed out loud, "This business game is really a Heshen simulator."

"Do you think that if outsiders saw this scene, would they find it horrifying?" The God of Cookery touched his chin.

Some people can even think of it.

In a mysterious and powerful ancient sword-forging villa, there is a mysterious butler who appears and disappears everywhere. He is bound to become an urban legend in the future.

(End of this chapter)