"Ti-stop? That aweso?"
"Of course it is."
Everyone beca more and more delighted as they watched.
This Spiritual Root is practically the dream lover of every blacksmith, eager to get a green glimring root atop their head by tomorrow through a loan.
To truly live life, you gotta have a bit of green on your head.
Not just blacksmith shops, but various organizations began researching their newly acquired Soul Separation Flower Spiritual Roots.
These ten individuals covered blacksmiths, embroideresses, hairpin ladies, spirit farrs, alchemists... various professions, all studying their spiritual roots, figuring out what use they have in their respective areas.
And each found significant enhancents.
Though every use shaves off a day of their lifespan, this life-consuming side effect ans they barely survive for half a year.
If you're a crazed workaholic, tapping a few thousand tis a day, you might lose seven or eight years of life in a single day.
Of course, for ordinary painting card weapons, it's not necessary to activate the life-burning divine techniques to waste lifespan. The greater significance of this divine technique is to raise the cap, enabling them to aspire to higher realms.
In summary.
This is about burning life, blossoming into the most beautiful flowers.
The benefits brought by this are vast, comparable to the powerful enhancents a major family or a Holy Land gains from planting an Upper Grade Spiritual Root.
...
Among them, the manager profession—Jiucai Rong, unexpectedly found a mont to relax.
Now, he finally no longer had to sit in the office, spending all day issuing, sorting, and confirming those daily tasks.
"Aweso!"
Jiucai Rong ate so midnight snack by the campfire, "This is the most relaxed I've been in the past two months."
"Sounds a bit Versailles-ish."
The Food God jested, sitting beside the campfire eating as well, "Isn't this implying you started off as a Manor manager on your first day online, already sitting in the executive office?"
"Being a leader isn't fun either, you know, in na called manager, but actually just an overworked dog."
Jiucai Rong took a bite of grilled skewer:
"You guys are here to play the ga; I'm here to work! I have to control the number of daily tasks released, manage mining, garnt making, slting... all kinds of ratios."
"Not to ntion outsmarting those rascals, going to their work sites to personally confirm they've completed tasks, rather than skimping on effort."
"I have to also do so psychological ntoring, with so blacksmiths knocking at the office door whenever they're free, bringing all sorts of crazy proposals, ideas, trying to get to invest."
Jiucai Rong sounded like a drunken middle-aged office worker:
"So even want to open mahjong parlors, chess rooms, and martial arts arenas, all of which I vetoed."
"Isn't it better to play chess on a gaming platform? With my re three hundred crew mbers, it's not enough even for work."
"You still want to play cards? If you won't work, just leave the ga and soone else will replace you. We always have blacksmiths willing to work here."
The dical Fairy nodded.
Indeed, being tornted daily by those fools, guarding against their laziness, is like hell on earth.
Look at those two Talisman Masters, couldn't handle a few days of tornt, while Jiucai Rong held on for two months.
And the Manor, in just two months, developed into this state, with Jiucai Rong's efforts being indispensable.
Because the freedom in this ga is too high, if there's no one leading, more often it turns into a scattered ss, everyone doing their own thing.
And in the end, Jiucai Rong being so diligent is all because of this word: poverty.
In reality, Jiucai Rong is just an old Jiucai, having done all sorts of jobs, started businesses, even dumped by his girlfriend due to poverty. Now that this opportunity is in his hands, he has to give it a shot no matter what.
"Finally seeing the light." Su Yuniang patted his shoulder, "Going forward, you can unwind a bit and enjoy the ga."
"No."
Jiucai Rong shook his head, "What taking ti off, I don't think so."
"No way?" The Food God looked at the manager's room, lights still on, "Your protégé's talent is among the best, you see, still crazy overworking, inheriting your personality completely."
Jiucai Rong's Embers had the greatest impact on the Manor overall!
The manager's Embers had an unspoken role.
Jiucai Rong said: "Sure, there's a bit more free ti; didn't you notice? New dungeon missions are appearing, seemingly preparing to establish a Teleportation Array."
"And next to the Teleportation Array, at the dungeon entrance, gather people from other Demon Cultivator families, what to do?"
"Surely, everyone camps, building temporary residences."
"Whether we go there ourselves or just send the Embers, soone has to manage there, who should it be? My Embers! He will be the other manager at the tomb dungeon entrance."
Everyone listened and thought it made sense, huh.
After all, among this group of working Embers blacksmiths, there has to be an Ember manager!
Why?
Embers retain mories from life.
This group of mischievous Embers, rummaging through stuff, giggling and ssing around, are hardly settled, and who do they listen to the most?
Jiucai Rong.
In these two months, he already established a strong authority, with a kick to their butts, and a shout of "get to work," these unruly and sinister figures, haunted by shadows of their past lives, would probably obey.
"Jiucai Rong's Ember manager gained the title Ghost King," Su Yuniang exclaid with wide eyes.
"Right?"
Jiucai Rong said: "According to my analysis."
"After all, so many Demon Cultivators exploring together, tomb raiding surely isn't done in a day or two, there needs to be a logistics supply area."
"And this temporary supply area, using terms like 'Marketplace' or 'Black Market' might be more fitting, finally providing a venue where we can set up stalls, sell stuff at the dungeon entrance to NPC Demon Cultivators."
This analysis is spot on, it's not just tomb raiding adventure, but also a comrcial elent.
Previously, with fewer Embers, no one thought it was much.
But now, with the number of Embers gradually increasing, after going out, in the dungeon area, how would these rascals behave? Need to send Jiucai Rong's Ember manager to personally suppress, manage them.
This setup is just too interesting.
And in the future, teams might even have a few babies.
[Jiucai Rong Manager No.1]: Lead the materials adventure team, traversing mountains and valleys, gathering various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, exploring terrains.
[Jiucai Rong Manager No.2]: Lead the combat adventure team, specializing in tomb raiding, wild fighting, defeating opponent forces of the Manor, bringing back various materials to the Manor.
[Jiucai Rong Manager No.3]: Lead a group of Divine Artifact Flying Swords, flying everywhere, smashing the Divine Weapon List.
Su Yuniang found it amusing:
"The playstyle in the future seems quite intriguing, like this corporate slave unleashing a Super Clone Technique, acting as caretaker, squeezing the life out of these giggling blacksmiths."
"Hahaha, such a joyful scene, it's truly satisfying," the dical Fairy laughed out loud, "This managent ga really is a He Shen Simulator."
"Do you think, if outsiders saw this scene, would they find it terrifying?" The Food God rubbed his chin.
So people could already imagine it.
In an ancient and powerful mysterious Sword Casting Manor, there's a mysterious manager who appears and disappears at will, scurrying around, destined to beco an urban legend in the future.
User Comments
0 comments from readers