These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 412: Calculation and Hidden Hands

When Mantianshou returned to Mantianxingzhou City, it was already completely dark.

The moon belonging to their starry continent hangs in the sky.

The moon is dotted with stars, symbolizing the greatest masterpiece of their forging of the continent.

"Pity."

“It was clearly the highest masterpiece of our old era, but a new era has arrived.”

There was a hint of regret on Mantanshou's wrinkled old face.

Soon, he finished his dinner with his family, and his younger generations curiously inquired about the sales in Xinyizhou City today.

And everyone at the dinner table expressed their keen interest in the master craftsman Xirong, and showed admiration in their conversations.

This made Mantan Shou, once the greatest craftsman in Kyushu, silent.

Their family is clearly the strongest forging family in the entire Kyushu.

After finishing his meal, he crossed the teleportation array.

Wow!
Soon, a group of people appeared in the room.

Divine doctor, Shennong, divine craftsman
All professions in Kyushu appear here.

Almost everyone attended the sale today, or watched from a distance.

After a brief greeting, they finally got down to business.

"It's about time we joined forces."

A gloomy old man said: "This is a blatant challenge to our status and will overturn our jobs!"

"That's right. All the divine craftsmen, divine doctors, and divine alchemists present here are high and mighty figures. When have we ever suffered such humiliation!" another old man said angrily.

This is no longer a humiliation.

This is cutting off their roots!

How can they bear to destroy someone's path and kill their parents?
Each of those four projects eliminated the job of an ancient family present.

This is a clash of interests, and someone wants a share of their cake.

"Those of you who have not been affected should not be complacent, and certainly not gloat over other people's misfortunes."

Someone snorted, "The day before yesterday, he was able to announce the creation of the Eternal Divine Weapon. Yesterday, he was able to shape the sun and the moon. Today, he took away four bowls. Tomorrow, he will be able to take away the bowls of everyone present!"

Everyone's expression darkened.

indeed so.

That person's attacks were too fierce.

It's only been a few months, and they've been testing their bottom line so frequently. I'm afraid they're well prepared.

If we give him another two months, wouldn't he be able to completely dominate everyone?
"A mere Xirong master craftsman is so arrogant."

Someone sneered, "We should report to the new saint and ask him to deal with Xi Rong. If our families join forces, even the saint will not dare to not respond."

An old man spoke slowly: "Even the Saint of Xinchao couldn't find the other party's whereabouts. Otherwise, do you really think that he is kind? If you knew the location of Xirong, you would have dug up his lair long ago!"

Everyone looked downcast.

Now, only Saint Jiusui, who masters the core of the earth veins, can trace his whereabouts.

otherwise.

That "keyboard warrior" is really messing with you and disgusting you on the Internet, but you can't find his ID address and can't come to your house to check your water meter.

"We should either sneak into the tomb of Saint Jiusui, tell the outside world the truth, and let that person give..." Someone showed a fierce look.

"Be careful with your words!" Someone immediately said, "Are you going to die? That is the most terrifying tomb in human history. Do you dare to go there? If you cause a disaster, you will be a sinner who will go down in history!"

The person who had spoken also reacted and realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and couldn't help but feel scared.

"Stop making so much noise."

Someone frowned and said, "We should compete with each other's skills and have a fair fight instead of using tricks."

"Yes, stop hiding it. We should join forces and research new technologies together."

This suggestion has been made before.

Unfortunately, these non-combat monks all had their own ulterior motives and were unwilling to open their hearts and cooperate.

Just like the fighting monks who attacked the pilgrims next door.

A ridiculous pile of loose sand.

They had only attacked twice, which was a start, but when they saw that things were not going well, they immediately backed down.

If all these fighting monks were to unite completely, how could the Saint of Xinchao be able to stop them alone?
But they couldn't trust each other and were afraid that the other would stab them in the back.

Mantan Shou, Kyushu's number one master craftsman, finally spoke:
"Xirong is too fast. I thought it would take him a long time to complete the task. Let him explore the way and make mistakes. Who knows if we can catch up quickly."

Everyone had sad faces.

The opponent's speed is too fast.

Besides, are the Doukou family still human?
The Doukou family is recognized as the number one professional family, because spiritual farming is the strongest profession.

Now, they are still trying to integrate spiritual roots and magical powers, completely monopolizing the market!

Ironwork, alchemy, and medical studies all require the spiritual roots of the Doukou family. Who can bear to rely on others for support?
They were afraid of Xirong, and even more afraid of the Doukou family.

This farmers’ association is so unethical!
"We have to work harder."

Someone said seriously.

“However, our speed is a bit slow, and the survival rate of the fused spirit is too low. It cannot be used commercially at all.” A miracle doctor from Pansy Island said.

"That's something you each research separately. This is an integrated technology."

Mantianshou said coldly: "The cultivators of the other shore continent are good at Yin spiritual roots and soul-related. The doctors of your Pansy are studying the repair of the soul."

People kept discussing.

This time, the crisis of death really loomed overhead.

Everyone started to get completely scared.

When everyone was discussing, someone suddenly said:
"Everyone, don't worry. We have invited a real master, a true all-rounder, who can complete the integration process of this spirit weapon by himself."

They turned their heads to look.

Then a mysterious man in a cloak suddenly appeared in front of everyone and said, "I have roughly completed the fusion of spiritual roots. Everyone, please watch."

Everyone took a closer look and were immediately shocked.

It turned out to be a weapon spirit formed by the fusion of two inferior spiritual roots!
Has any force already done it?
It's only been a few months, and you've caught up?

"Who are you?" Everyone's face changed slightly.

They are not stupid. This person must have some big plans to show such skills.

"Ah."

The man chuckled and said, "Find me an existing Eternal Divine Weapon for research. I may even have a chance to track down their location." As soon as he said this, everyone's face changed.

"Give him the [Yin Yang Corpse-Slaying Sword]." Someone said coldly.

Soon, a Yin-Yang corpse-beheading sword was brought.

The spirit of the device is [Sensitive Ji can also use it], and it was digging mud in the yard and doing makeup. When Sensitive Ji was brought over, she was still confused.

When he looked at these people at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Spirit of the weapon, I'll give you a chance to tell me what you know." Someone said, "You can get whatever you want."

"What are you going to do? Humph, do you want to die? Are you going to attack our Xirong Master Craftsman?"

Sensitive Ji was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Ahhh! You dare to harass me while I'm putting on makeup? You're dead. I'll dig up your ancestors' graves! I'll be back! We are natural disasters, and we're not afraid of death!"

"What an arrogant tone!"

The words of this weapon spirit caused the entire place to burst into angry curses.

"A new, unknown force that just got the key to the new era by luck? How can it be compared to us?"

"We don't have the foundation, we don't have as many resources as us, and we have cultivated talents from generation to generation."

Some people sneered, some people cursed.

The mysterious black-robed man sneered, "Wait until I read his memory and see the knowledge in his mind, then I will know whether it is true or not."

He stretched out his hand and a ball of invisible flame enveloped the Yin-Yang Corpse-Slaying Sword.

Countless knowledge was purified and turned into pure books.

Embers are the soul shell formed by an extremely delicate balance cycle, which will instantly shatter if destroyed.

Generally, no information can be extracted from this balance.

But his methods were outrageous.

His magical power can burn the essence and turn it into effective knowledge.

Although you won’t have any memory, the knowledge contained in it can still provide a lot of valuable lateral information.

"let me see."

The man snorted coldly.

"Wait!" Someone stood up and said coldly, "You must share information synchronously. Who knows if you have anything to hide?"

"That's it."

"We just happen to have the magical power to transmit information here!"

Everyone spoke one after another.

The mysterious man sneered, "As you wish, but this is your first time to endure it. You are overloaded with knowledge and your sense of substitution is too deep. Don't blame me."

Wow! !
Soon, the entire weapon was crushed by him, and the embers quickly disappeared in his hand.

His burning can extract some information, but cannot completely extract all of a person's knowledge and turn it into a book.

It would be an exaggeration if it could be fully extracted.

Wow! ~
A huge amount of information appeared in the minds of everyone present.

"Young Woman's Whiteness", "Brick Moving Guide", "Eating Soil Technique", "Blacksmithing Technique", "Daddy Recognition Technique", "Spiral Bed Technique", "Suicide Swimming Spark Beating Technique", "37 Techniques for Roasting People".
All kinds of messy books suddenly flooded into my mind.

The huge flow of information made everyone unable to help but let out a cry.

All garbage!

It's all useless garbage information!
What the hell is going on in this creature's head?
The old men next to them were not at a high level to begin with, most of them were at the Three Yuan Realm, and they were just empty shells who had hardly ever fought in battles. How could they, with their medicine jars piled up with resources, have ever endured such a thing?
"This is??"

"what!!!"

Their entire bodies let out a sharp scream, their pig brains overloaded by the stream of junk information, and they were dizzy and dazed.

Worse still, some people fell to the ground, twitching, foaming at the mouth, and talking nonsense, as if they were having an epileptic seizure.

They had been pampered for too long, and suddenly it was as if an invisible hand was strangling their throats, and their whole bodies became distorted.

Everyone was in deathly silence, lying on the ground in all directions, like stranded salted fish gasping for breath!

His mind was filled with horrible and strange information, he was silent as a cicada, and his eyes revealed fear.

boom!
Outside the door, the guard suddenly broke down their door.

"What happened?" Several guards of the headmaster at the first mind state level rushed in quickly.

These people are the top players in Jiuzhou. Even though they have no fighting power, if something happens to any of them, they will be the ones who will be responsible.

"What happened? Who attacked you?" Several masters were stunned and found it unbelievable that someone could attack others without their knowledge?

"You guys go out."

Man Tianshou was sweating profusely. He slowly stood up and waved his hand. "It was that damn Xirong Godsmith who attacked us."

The hearts of these masters sank.

That person had the ability to attack from a distance and attacked their meeting headquarters?

This is a slap in their face.

They didn't dare to say much. After confirming that the others were fine, they retreated quietly.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, but Xirong the Master Craftsman had anticipated this possibility and was trying to disgust us."

The black-robed figure looked at the fallen body on the ground with a hint of disdain, and took a deep breath, "Do you want to continue?"

Everyone suddenly fell silent, cursing in their hearts.

Xirong actually anticipated from the beginning that we would use this trick and dug a big hole.

Waiting for us to jump, deliberately implanting some filthy things into this spirit weapon to disgust us madly.

"You better not come again."

After a long time, someone picked up a chair and sat down with difficulty, saying awkwardly:
"The other party was well prepared and calculated carefully. They are so sincere in disgusting people that they left this killing move on their weapons to prevent others from spying on them."

"I think so too. We should not start from the aspect of weapon spirit anymore." Someone gasped, took out a few elixirs and swallowed them before he recovered his breath.

Thinking back to the great fear they had just experienced, it felt like their minds were tainted.

As a scholar from a prominent family, he read famous works handed down from generation to generation and met many literati and scholars.

They had never seen such a pornographic and vulgar plot, such crazy technology, and at this moment they just wanted to pay a large sum of money for a brain that had not been tainted.

"Then will you continue your research? I think if we build a more advanced Ark series, the information inside may also contain secrets." The black-robed figure spoke.

Everyone was completely silent and kept silent.

Apparently, no one wants to talk about this topic anymore.

The people who had just been so arrogant and wanted to teach Master Xirong a lesson, now began to suffer psychological trauma from the other party.

(End of this chapter)