These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 741: Artist: What? They jumped into the forge?
On the other hand, the painter is in a terrible situation.

It would be bad enough if these blacksmiths were useless, but the most important thing is that he didn't have time to complete the painting.

These portraits of blacksmiths are incomplete, without most of their memories.

You have to know that a high-level monk has mental shackles in his head, sealing his memory.
Therefore, a fake person who possesses another person's body cannot invade the sea of consciousness, and will become a person with amnesia.

But he is different.

When he paints, he pays attention to the lifelikeness.

Not only your spirit, energy and vitality, your practice path, but even your mental shackles are all completely drawn out.

Even the memory safe deep inside you has a combination lock on the outside drawn. So although you cannot peek into the memories in the "safe", you, the ember, will have most of the encrypted "safe" memories.

Like a normal Ember, it retains most of its Encrypted Core memories upon death.

But now?
You acted too hastily.

These guys failed to capture the core spirit, and the dragon has not yet been finished. Most of their memories are missing, and they failed to capture the sealed core memories.

This led to them taking over the operation of this adventure town, and chaos ensued.

However, these "ancient demons" are practical people with a solid foundation after all, and the painter is a famous teacher who has taught countless saints and geniuses in history, such as human gods.

He picked up his teacher's certificate from that year, and directed the teaching of these useless blacksmiths who had only fighting power overnight. He personally checked and filled in the gaps in their foundations, taught them as a famous teacher, and soon led them to build a new residence and began to take over and manage this force.

They do have abilities, and they are very strong, and their ability to accept things far exceeds that of ordinary people.

They're just a little annoying.

"Sir, do you want to give me a mission?"

"Please use the Eye of Appraisal. This is easier to manage. Give us tasks!"

"My suggestion is to build a new dormitory so that our staff welfare can be better."

"My lord, those guys are being lazy again. We're going to give them a good beating! If you beat them to death, please don't show mercy to them just because they are delicate flowers."

"My Lord, they jumped the forge!"

“But fortunately, they were at the Transformation Realm, so they couldn’t be burned to death. However, some low-level cultivators suffered terribly, with a total of thirty-seven people burned to death.”

The artist soon reached the forge and watched them perform fancy swimming and dancing around the forge in countless fancy and gorgeous ways.

???

Looking at the red-hot forging furnace, the painter began to feel completely dazed.

He considered himself a hermit who cultivated his character and had a simple life, but after these guys peed on his famous treasure, the Window of God, bad things started to happen.

He had cultivated a calm heart of Taoism for countless years, and finally it was somewhat broken after being hit again and again.

Others are fine.

How come some of you jump into a forge?
The Window of God is just a glass window with paper window decorations and paintings in his courtyard during the New Year.

Xinhuo was just a flame flower in the firewood burning in his yard back then.

The flame of fire was passed down from between his fingers. As the strongest person in the true sense of Kyushu academics, knowledgeable and omniscient, he was really puzzled!

You know, the embers retain their habits from their previous lives, which means that they would commit suicide like this often when they were alive?

Ha ha!

Of course he didn't believe that there were people who would jump into a forge for fun while they were alive.

He couldn't help laughing suddenly:

"It was indeed a trap. They had set it up before they died. They wanted me to draw them and then let them commit suicide secretly."

"Fortunately, I have better skills and have taken root one by one!"

Otherwise, just this wave of "enemy" ambush and the suicide of the embers that were drawn with great effort would have been completely wasted, and they would have gained nothing.

"Okay, good plan, you want to compete with me in wits and courage?"

He felt cold in his heart, thinking that he was smart and had taken root in the earth, thus avoiding the plot.

Those embers that died in the forge will be resurrected from the earth veins after a period of time as long as resources are spent.

But constantly committing suicide like this will greatly affect your efficiency.

After all, these people have their merits, and he is reluctant to give up the world-famous first ancient ancestor demon force that he had obtained at a great cost.

Giving up will also have a great impact. After all, if this force collapses and is abandoned, the world will surely notice that the "Ancestor Demon God Lineage" had been attacked and killed long ago, and there will be an uproar in the world!
Anyone would guess that there might be a more terrifying mysterious mastermind behind the scenes who will defeat them silently!
and so.

He had to keep going no matter what.

He muttered to himself: "It's time to call Bai Xingling over and have him manage this force. These guys are too annoying and too detrimental to my mood."

"Bai Xingling is a good choice. I was disappointed with him before, but I believe he will achieve some results this time."

Obviously, he finally understood the pain Ning Zheng had felt before: these blacksmiths really love to make trouble.

If you hang out with them, one of them will go crazy. Either the blacksmith or the one who manages them will go crazy.

Not for a moment.

Bai Xingling was overjoyed when he received the news from his mentor.

He thought to himself, "I guessed right! Master's ancient friend has been resurrected, and he is really happy."

"Now, he has come here as a guest and asked me to help manage the forces of his friends."

In his opinion, how close would one be in ancient times?
Helping to manage power, isn't this something only a confidant can do?

"I'm good at this, leave it to me."

As a protagonist, he is of course multi-talented. He is the worshipper of Ximen City, a tomb-robbing genius, and an expert in power management. He has many talents.

Moreover.

He had been secretly paying attention to the business philosophy and various operating models of this adventure town and thought they were very impressive.

This time, it is a good opportunity to communicate with those old predecessors who have revived the prehistoric world.

Unfortunately, he doesn't know what he will face yet.

Soon, he excitedly separated his Dharma image from Ximen City and flew over here.

As a worshiper of Ximen, he was not afraid of being exposed.

After all, he was the one guarding Ximen City. No one had attacked him in a hundred years, and no one cared what he did every day.

He can help manage the adventure town for a while.

After a while, he successfully logged into the town and saw the manager, a guy with a strange name, Jiucai Rong.

"I'll be the manager!" said Bai Xingling.

"Please come in, sir." Jiucai Rong invited Jiucai Rong into the steward's room.

Although most of my memories are gone, I still remember where I worked day and night, as well as the newly built square street lights. I don’t know why, but they always feel very familiar.

The two sides discussed the concept, which shocked Bai Xingling and opened the door to a new world.

"You actually have this trick?" Bai Xingling was very surprised. After listening to the other party's business philosophy and various unethical methods, he said, "You are indeed worthy of being the ancient demon god."

So, they built a square together, worked together, and studied the methods of capital exploitation.

Three days later.

Ximen City, Xirong College.

Because of the extinction period and the arrival of the biological ice age, the external environment has become extremely harsh and sparsely populated. Now, this closed city is extremely prosperous.

The entire Xinyizhou City is already the strongest of the nine [official shelters].

As the owner of Xirong Manor, Ning Zheng used an alias to come here for a walk, occasionally greeting some enthusiastic students passing by, and even signing autographs for them.

Ning Zheng looked at the book "The Will of the Sun" that was signed for them, and the first page read: Where the blacksmith burns, the fire of civilization will never stop.
It seems that the brainwashing work was done very well.

After Ning Zheng was attacked these days, he did not get anxious, but maintained a normal mentality and continued to maintain the rule of the Bone King and Ximen forces.

Occasionally, he would appear in court as the Bone King.

Occasionally, as the owner of Xirong Manor, he would come here to inspect.

After all, if he showed any unusual behavior and was noticed by the mastermind behind the scenes, it would cause a big disaster and the second fake base would be busted.

"However, I haven't paid attention to this city for a while. It is quite prosperous." Ning Zheng walked in the college, feeling the youthful atmosphere of these students.

Although most of them are over a hundred years old and the same age as Ning Zheng, Ning Zheng has already been burdened with too much at this age when she should be studying and going to school.

(End of this chapter)