Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

The ideas are rich and the reality is skinny.

Several players were planning to start large-scale ancient infrastructure construction with great enthusiasm, but they were dealt a heavy blow right at the beginning.

First, a few questions about ancient foundations.

For example, the mortals in Yunzhou Continent do not have to worry about medical technology and the most serious problem of food shortage.

An unscientific blood-replenishing pill can heal most of a mortal's injuries, unless the person is poisoned by a monster or beast.

Common plague diseases have also disappeared, and only viruses from monsters can cause disasters.

But the monsters were driven into a fixed place. This was the territory of a large clan and was not a dangerous area. As long as you didn't go out, it would be difficult to encounter one in your lifetime.

The problem of food.

Because there is spiritual energy between heaven and earth, even if there is not much in Wang'an County, that spiritual energy can allow the grains to grow exceptionally abundantly.

Even the rare rice is grown by the local people.

The fact that every household can eat white flour at least proves that their living conditions are not bad.

These two points alone are enough to kill players' desire to develop medical treatment and grow food.

But the players still don't give up.

Life is too abundant, and there will always be people pursuing better quality.

In this case, let’s build on the foundation.

Zhou Xiao had said earlier that if he wanted to make more delicious pastries, it might be a good idea to start with food.

The players also bought a blood-replenishing pill to try, and concluded that it tasted unpalatable. They all felt that the disciples who practiced alchemy had a promising future.

The taste of the blood bead grass was not very good, and the skills of the disciples of the Medicine Sect were uneven, so the blood-replenishing pills they made were not as delicious as the legendary elixir, and were rather astringent.

If that’s the case, why can’t we make a strawberry-flavored blood-replenishing pill?

Chen Miaomiao studied it for two days, but she didn't know anything else yet. She discovered that the rhizome of the spiritual grass could be used for cooking...

Anyway, it is not poisonous. Just add salt and stir-fry it to make a refreshing and delicious vegetable.

The two players who were discussing the matter also started to log off and scratch their heads to look up information to see what kind of scientific and technological achievements this ancient continent had that they could acquire first.

It was only the second day in the game, but in reality it was already dark in the game at noon.

Players go to work, while those who play games all night can hardly hold on.

Even if there is no response in the game, you still need to go to the toilet and eat in reality. It is impossible to spend 24 hours in the game.

When everyone was busy, Song Jiulai couldn't sit idle either.

Looking at the information is one thing.

She also had to find a way to make money.

Players work for her to grow spiritual herbs and she also has to pay her a basic salary.

The current price is ten low-grade spirit stones per month.

Not only will you have to pay taxes, but it will also be embarrassing not to be able to pay the money.

So she went down the mountain.

Of course, it was a coincidence that she rained today, and the originally dark night suddenly turned into a bright sky.

A clear phoenix cry was heard in the clouds, resounding for thousands of miles, and the fiery red light illuminated the land of Wang'an County like daylight.

Song Jiulai felt a huge pressure before he took two steps.

Suffocation, that is an absolute majesty, a crushing force from a high-level cultivator.

The area within a hundred miles was shrouded in this ball of red fire, and the aura was so strong that it seemed to be able to crush the world.

Song Jiulai said inwardly, "Fuck!" "System, what's going on?"

With such a big commotion, there must be a high-level cultivator showing his presence, or a fight has broken out.

Otherwise, everyone usually passes by in a low-key manner, and high-level cultivators will not let ordinary people and low-level cultivators detect any of their presence at all.

System: "How would I know if you don't even know."

Song Jiulai: "...what use do I have for you."

System: "...You are so realistic."

But soon, the noise disappeared after only a dozen seconds.

The breath disappeared. Song Jiulai thought that it was not something she could know at her level anyway, so she continued to move towards her destination.

She was going to a place called 'Dongmo Valley'.

Wang'an County is located on the edge of the Wanxian Sect, and even the edge of the area is unimaginably large.

But the Dongmo Valley is the dividing line between the Wanxian Sect and other large sects. There are countless monsters here. It is said that there is a seventh-level monster comparable to the Nascent Soul stage in the valley.

Even this is where Su Huanli is going to train.

Of course, Song Jiulai didn't have the ability to go to the center area. She just went to the edge of the Cave Demon Valley to bully some easy-to-bully monsters.

Cultivators also need to gain experience, and killing monsters is one of them. The most important thing is that the corpses of monsters can be sold for money.

By the way, she will collect some things to see if she can find any wild spiritual minerals or something like that - no one else would be as miserable as her when it comes to being a sect leader.

If Song Jiulai had money, he wouldn't want to go out. Wouldn't it be better to wait safely for the players to make money?

But no.

If she didn't gain experience, she might not be able to defeat that group of players.

Everyone knows that Chinese people are competitive wherever they go.

She won't tell the players about the existence of the Cave Demon Valley for now - as the sect leader, she will secretly take it away first.

The Demon Valley is very big, very big. This dividing line alone is enough to rival a country in reality.

Even if Song Jiulai went to the most marginal area, it would take a day and a night to walk.

One can imagine how huge the Yunzhou continent is.

This round trip took two or three days.

Now that all the players have come in, it doesn't matter if she's away for two or three days, the system can communicate remotely anyway.

Moreover, Song Jiulai was also feeling uneasy. He went here because his senior brothers and sisters from Feique Sect and the neighboring Taohua Sect were stationed there for training. In order to prevent some demon-possessed cultivators from taking action, they would protect low-level cultivators there.

It is impossible for a cultivator to avoid fighting with others, and it is unrealistic not to gain experience.

If this wasn't the case, Song Jiulai would never go there during the Qi Refining Stage.

It is said that further ahead, there are disciples from other large sects and even the Wanxian Sect in the core area. Of course, they are going there to deal with high-level monsters, which is different from poor people like Song Jiulai who are out to gain experience but actually to make money.

No one knew that Song Jiu had come here, and the players also began to mobilize.

In addition to cutting down trees to build houses and using them to practice controlling spiritual energy, Chen Miaomiao and a player have already developed the sect's first money-making project.

Winemaking.

Yes, it’s wine.

In ancient times, although there was wine, the conditions were insufficient, especially the need for grain to make wine.

There is no such worry in the Yunzhou Continent. The conditions are too good and there is no shortage of food. Moreover, the food of mortals is cheap. You can buy it to make wine and then sell it back, and at least make a lot of money.

Chen Miaomiao can also try to study and see if spiritual herbs and the like can be incorporated into it.

But she is too poor at the moment. The only herbs she has for experiments are the blood bead grass and beneficial spirit grass grown by Awu. She needs to buy seedlings of other miscellaneous spiritual herbs for cultivation.

Awu was going to sell his two acres of land after harvesting it, and when she promised to return it, he left her ten plants as a backup.

Wine is something that is loved not only by mortals but also by some monks.

Otherwise, why would there be nicknames like "Drunken Immortal"?