Very soon.
With Jiucai Rong calling nas one by one, it soon ca ti for the other blacksmiths to step forward and receive their rewards.
"This is yours."
"These are yours."
Jiucai Rong distributed the Magic Coins one by one.
So blacksmiths had their hands swollen from toil, holding a few Magic Coins, and complained, "This money is too little."
Jiucai Rong felt offended hearing that, "How is it little? Don't say nonsense with eyes wide open. The second-hand brick recycling market is very tough. Sotis check yourself if you've been moving bricks seriously."
"You guys earned ten Magic Coins in a day, that clearly shows your lack of effort. Did your hands dislocate from moving bricks, are they swollen? Did you have muscle breakdown?"
"Not a single life worked to death, do you still dare say you worked hard?"
The crowd realized it made sense and did not argue further.
Jiucai Rong did not offer a kind face, averaging about ten Magic Coins per person.
Without crazily squeezing the prices, how would their manor make money?
How would the Lord of the Manor earn?
He quickly contacted Su Yuniang of the Embers downhill through the Painting Card.
Asked her to transport these bricks downhill using a cable car to contribute to the construction of new prisons.
Embers Su Yuniang soon went up the mountain, her eyes lighting up at the sight of bricks piled into a small mountain, "Oh my, this is so satisfying."
As she spoke, she glanced at the female prisoner and Demon Tiger beside:
"Should I escort these two heinous criminals down the mountain too? After all, it's not good to keep them here longer; at midnight, they might attack while you sleep, and no one could save you."
"No need to take them away."
Jiucai Rong righteously declined the request, "Just chop them blade by blade, let them weaken postpartum, and lock them up in the sa cage as we did the Talisman Master; we'll interrogate them first anyway."
Embers Su Yuniang, sowhat unwilling, had to start moving bricks.
Jiucai Rong called over the one-ard, monster-attraction Hairpin Lady, who had been revived:
"You captured the tiger; Su Yuniang captured the woman. They are both low-level Five-Body Realm prisoners, each gets a hundred Magic Coins, divide it among yourselves internally, satisfied?"
"Satisfied, satisfied." Hairpin Lady bead with joy.
With these Magic Coins, she could elevate her hairpin business further.
Shao Chaikun saw this and leaned over, "I helped you too, I was the one who pulled away the Embers, give a share of the money."
"Boo hoo." Hairpin Lady teared up, looking at him pitifully, "My revival has costs, while you just moved your mouth, having Shi Youyou help you pull out the Embers."
Shao Chaikun insisted, "I only want ten Magic Coins."
...
Interrogation room.
Li Zhenzhen opened her eyes, dazedly looking around.
Noises outside seed to speak of Magic Coins, making money, moving bricks, and various unloading sounds; was she at a dock?
Where was she?
Wasn't she in prison?
Her gaze scanned around, she was locked inside a cage.
In the adjacent cage, there was also a massive Demon Tiger.
Li Zhenzhen felt dizzy, unable to tell days in prison, unaware how long she'd been held, but rembered why she was incarcerated.
She rely wanted a genius child.
Aunt Li had secretly told her that worshipping Mother of Non-Life and learning Clover tattoos would guarantee a genius child.
She kept giving birth, killing seven newborns, tattooing them, and was discovered by authorities, jailed for murder.
She recalled the righteous white-clad swordswoman, who captured her, looking aghast, shocked, disgusted, like saying: How could there be such a vicious woman in this world?
That gaze pierced her deeper than any torture, leaving unbearable distress.
Those high-and-mighty cultivators, unworldly beings, knew nothing of her suffering.
How was she wrong?
Poor families simply have no tolerance for error.
She had seen many neighbor kids brought to school, eating well and drinking well, while during exams, parents had to hide away sipping gruel.
But what was the result?
Kids nurtured for over a decade, washed Three Flowers, suddenly died, leaving parents years older.
They sank into gloom, lifelessly depleted, investing years of money, love, emotion, who understands that sorrow?
She saw too many parents graying overnight, feared too much, feared terribly.
Until that day, hearing those teachings:
——Born into suffering, better without life.
She wasn't wrong, rely letting children, dood in their teens, die earlier.
Born as children of poor families, into suffering, better strangled, to avoid tornt.
"I am not wrong, I am not wrong! I am innocent, let out," Li Zhenzhen shouted, "The world is wrong."
She wanted children, desperately wanted them, ten, a hundred... ultimately raising her child the most gifted, a scholar achieving fa and success, her lifelong obsession!!
"Are you awake?" suddenly, the door opened, and figures with hideous laughs entered.
"Who are you? Am I not in prison?" Li Zhenzhen shouted loudly.
"You'll find out very soon."
The voice, like a butcher at the market, wielding a cleaver, "Give birth, ten pregnancies, then we'll talk."
Slash!
The blade soon fell.
Li Zhenzhen scread loudly, fear quickly engulfed her.
Was this Karma?
"Heh heh, giving birth to our Lord of the Manor's child, you must be delighted," the voice laughed savagely, "This is just the beginning, soon second, third pregnancies..."
Slash.
The player suddenly disconnected, twitching uncontrollably, closing their eyes forever.
"What happened to him?"
"How did he die?"
"Whoa, talking about the Lord of the Manor..."
"Hahaha, serves him right!"
"From now on folks, let's not speak rashly, could be deadly."
Several blacksmiths paid no attention to their fallen companion, chatting and laughing, even teasing.
This left Li Zhenzhen and the tiger more terrified, how could they laugh so easily when a companion suddenly died?
anwhile, the tiger sneaked a glance, showing fear.
Moved to a new prison?
This sight was more chilling than boiling oil.
These prison guards, laughing and looking improper, were imnsely wicked.
Was it transferred to so official's private prison, to be subjected to this and that...
Give legitimate punishnt, stop with this...
The Demon Tiger shivered, feeling it's entering an unprecedentedly dark period.
"Hey, you're awake?" A blacksmith suddenly turned, showing a sinister gaze.
The tiger shut its eyes in fear, pretending to sleep.
"Don't be scared, we are not good people." That guy leaned closer.
The tiger feared more, shouted, "Wait a minute, I'm a male tiger, I am a boy."
"Fool, we haven't spoken yet, you play too much, a boy?" They grew more excited, breathing quicker, wielding knives:
"Heh heh! In this world, what boys? Only girls who can't reproduce. Let see your leopard-patterned legs."
The tiger's face showed imnse terror.
To say these blacksmiths' psychological tactics, leaving prisoners in ntal distress, were increasingly proficient.
Believe our manor will soon be famous on Xinyi Continent, showing them:
Not ntioning living beings, anyone coming here, regardless of gender or race, must bear ten pregnancies before leaving.
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