Chest?
The maid was startled.
She recalled the eight juniors brought by the other party yesterday.
Because of the isolated aura, they couldn't distinguish whether they were humans or ghosts, initially guessing that they were alive.
After all, who would bring eight ghosts to the market?
They all bring young heroes from the clan.
However, so of the young won really had excessively exaggerated chests.
"Artificial?"
The maid was very clever and quickly reacted.
In this age of literary prosperity, naturally, the fashionable pursuit of beauty prevails, with many n and won enjoying dressing up.
That heavy appearance, most likely modified by so special technique.
However, the young lady sensed the aura of so old acquaintances among these modifications?
"It's the Blood Separation Flower's flesh modification," the young lady sighed.
The maid was shocked: "Wasn't their family originally running a at field beast fighting arena? Modifying scarecrows, engaging in battles in the at field, letting the audience place bets... they specialize in slaughter, so why the change in profession?"
This change in industry is really too big.
Originally they were slave owners, now they start practicing dicine?
Using the Blood Separation Flower for such things, isn't it a bit of a waste?
"Who knows."
The young lady sighed, "They lost the family enterprise, and outside, it's likely already..."
Unexpectedly, those who were once so skilled in battle, have fallen to such a state.
The family can only use such dical skills to survive and earn money.
In her eyes, those heavy-looking won are likely custors who received services from a dical clinic.
She sighed deeply, sowhat lancholic.
"Prosperity and decline alternate, nothing in this world remains forever flourishing."
The maid looked at the plain young lady: "Why not ask next ti where the clinic is, and you try it too? You might even et old acquaintances."
"Troublemaker."
The young lady lowered her head to look at her flat chest, then recalled the exaggerated contours of that group of people, and was instantly furious.
However.
The Blood Separation Flower can perfectly modify the ridian pathways and biological structure; as long as the technique is adequate, there won't be any side effects.
It's as if it naturally grows that way.
Their family's three major systems—at field expansion, blood and flesh puppet, blood and flesh dominating body—all essentially focus on the modification and advancent of individual beings.
They are a demon cultivator family specializing in modifying flesh and blood creatures.
If they venture into dical services, there are ample opportunities!
That dical clinic...
Hmm, sowhat interesting.
...
...
dical Clinic.
The dical Fairy stood proudly with hands on hips: "You Ember folks, yesterday when you went to the city, did you get a lot of attention?"
"Indeed, quite a bit of attention."
"Many handso n and beautiful won were looking at us, with one hundred percent attraction."
"Especially those few passersby, they were whispering, guessing whether we were Cow Demon Lady or a special ethnic group from sowhere..."
"Hehe, such detail, even interaction with passerby dialogues."
"Isn't it? Probably the production team designed the triggering dialogues of passersby based on our characteristics."
Those female Embers babies were very happy.
"Super amusing, attracted all of their eyeballs," the dical Fairy was very delighted, "indeed, many NPCs have quite a preference for looks."
After all.
Recently, the Dizzy-led Embers Adventurer Team includes both n and won.
And among them, a few Hairpin Lady babies maintained their pre-death logic, even continuing to go to the dical Fairy for consumption to undergo body modification and maintenance.
This made the dical Fairy even happier!
Earning money from the living, and from the dead too.
Of course, the modifications for the dead were more exaggerated, as they didn't need to use the toilet.
The neighboring Food God also thought earning money from the dead was easy.
They followed the logic of eating while alive, and continue eating while dead.
The estate, with more Embers in the future, would have more diners in its cafeteria.
The Food God not only scalped at the blacksmith but also took a cut from their babies' dining consumption.
On the contrary, those in the Spirit Farr area had rather displeased expressions.
Because the Ember babies couldn't boost their economy, couldn't buy Spiritual Roots.
Suddenly, next to them, the Dizzy Ember spoke: "dical Fairy, your dical skills would likely be quite successful in the city."
"What are you trying to say?" The dical Fairy wasn't foolish.
The Dizzy Ember said: "There's an inn, tea house over there. Maybe we could persuade the old steward to open a general store there, mainly selling weapons, and you could occasionally go there as a physician to treat custors."
He paused, "Your business there would definitely be welcod."
The dical Fairy heard it and her eyes lit up.
Before, Dizzy kept advocating for opening a shop, which she wasn't interested in.
Because selling weapons, what did it have to do with her?
But now after thinking, selling weapons doesn't an they can't leave so space for her to set up a stall for consultations.
This is definitely a new avenue and gaplay.
"I think it's feasible," the dical Fairy said, "If those few have such high return rates, it indicates business could be done; if I occasionally visit, there would be so custors coming."
Dizzy was happy inside.
Successfully recruited one.
Opening a shop, blacksmith's shop would generally agree.
Only left Hairpin Lady, Embroideress needing so persuasion.
Only Spirit Farrs were hardest to recruit.
The Blood Separation Flower and Soul Separation Flower were the foundation of the estate, and the old steward absolutely prohibited external sales.
Everyone began discussing.
"A shop costs ten thousand Magic Coins a year, definitely not losing out."
"Depend on whether the old steward would be willing, if not, we could fund it ourselves, go into partnership!"
"Ten thousand Magic Coins, that would empty everyone's savings from the estate, right?"
"Depend on those few big spenders, whether they would fund the shop."
"Recently, the spenders have nothing to collect from Magic Coins anymore, hilarious, it's already 130 per Magic Coin, true tycoons."
"All because you guys don't work hard enough, the boss can't spend money even if he wants to."
They were discussing all the kinds of gaplay maps, brick handling, iron forging, occasionally a few bored ones just picked up binoculars to look at the prison next door.
But surrounded by walls, most areas of the prison were invisible.
Soon, by midday while they were giggling, Ning Zheng appeared at the manor gate with the ten thousand Magic Coins worth of Divine Summoning Plaque purchased.
"Old Steward, sir."
"You've returned, welco back."
"Please co in."
They hurriedly lined up.
Jiucai Rong was at the front, pushing through the crowd, inviting Ning Zheng to enter the steward's room.
Ning Zheng directly left the goods behind and said, "I hope to first cultivate a fairly powerful Middle Tier blacksmith."
"I know this."
Jiucai Rong replied solemnly, "I'll make sure this money is well spent!"
Referring to the previous Zhang Family blacksmith's model, where a chief commands a group to forge together.
Even Divine Craftsn, who lead teams, can only create Divine Weapons.
Blacksmith shops follow a one-super-many-strong model.
Jiucai Rong began analyzing:
"Currently, we choose Daojiu; this talent has been in the industry for just over two months, has completed the Three-Body technique, and is already close to the standard of a Middle Grade blacksmith."
"If further inheritance and mory overlay are acquired, they will surely enter the Middle Tier blacksmith level thoroughly, and might even beco High Tier."
Middle Tier corresponds to the Four Viscera Realm.
High Tier corresponds to the Three Elents Realm.
Previously, the Zhang Family blacksmith was a High Tier blacksmith.
This is already one of the peak levels of blacksmithing in Pingchang City.
Ning Zheng nodded, "You set the selling price of these Divine Summoning Plaques."
"Rest assured, sir."
Jiucai Rong said respectfully.
Ning Zheng did not linger, having completed what needed to be done, and left directly.
...
On the way down the mountain, Ning Zheng was considering a question.
"Ai assistant, can mory locking be perford?"
"After all, if they return to their original world with suddenly a large amount of inheritance mories, there might be issues."
Initially, although they were surprised by the ga's realism, they did not suspect it was actually an Otherworld.
Because their activity range was limited to the manor.
As well as the Paper House of the ancestor, ancient tombs... and other small local maps.
Currently, many external VR gas emphasize this type of realism, and people mostly think it's a matter of sacrificing the vast scale of a ga sandbox to focus rendering on smaller maps.
And the outside world?
Even if Embers told them, they'd just believe it was a text data adventure and not assu the outside world was real.
But now, implanting mories seems a bit too fantastical.
"Ai, currently does not have this feature."
Ai assistant began to answer.
Ning Zheng sighed, realizing he shouldn't have asked this artificial idiot.
What exactly was he hoping for?
Once he had enough money, he planned to heavily upgrade Ai, the Artifact Spirit.
To solve this matter, he still had to rely on Qi Fortune Value.
Rustle!
The Qi Fortune Gambling Table surfaced deep in his mind.
Ning Zheng gently said, "Blur the knowledge mory inheritance for the blacksmiths when they return to their world."
Ning Zheng saw several options.
[1, Ancient Divine Weapon, Phoenix Bird Flower Crown, burial belonging to an ancient Empress, can interfere with the mory of warriors below the Two-Phase Realm in its range, 500,000 Qi Fortune Value.]
[2, Demon Beast Resentful Soul Mirage, enslaves slaves, can create illusions, 300,000 Qi Fortune Value.]
...
[7, High Tier Magical Artifact Enchanting Bell, from a powerful Three Elents Realm cultivator, cos with the Consciousness Suggestion Technique Divine Technique, requires Qi Fortune Value: 30,000 Qi Fortune Value]
Ning Zheng's mouth twitched slightly.
The first one is so kind of Demon Artifact, you can wear it to directly influence these blacksmiths...
It'd probably work well against enemies too.
A bit overkill.
The second one is similar: so kind of illusionary Demon Beast?
Likely useful for blacksmiths and strangers alike.
But despite the allure, he couldn't afford it yet.
Even the least costly High Tier Magical Artifact, corresponding to the Three Elents Realm cultivator, is only 30,000 Qi Fortune Value.
If he were in his original situation, he wouldn't dare spend it.
But now, after five days of Qi Fortune Value, upgrading this feature wasn't impossible.
"Originally, I wanted to save money, but it seems it's going to be spent after all."
Ning Zheng sighed and firmly pressed upward!
Ka-cha!
-30,000 Qi Fortune Value
This ti, the delivery was tily.
In an instant, sothing seed to crack from the void.
Ning Zheng saw an advanced-looking spaceship, with a bell hanging before the door of a certain existence.
Rustle!~
Suddenly, a crack appeared, sucked away by a spatial vortex, accidentally drifting in endless space.
A certain existence reached out and grabbed it, a faint angry voice was heard, "What kind of tomb is this, the space turbulence is so severe, looks like we need to evacuate quickly..."
"Really unlucky." The ethereal voice faded in the void.
Rustle.
The item fell in front.
"Truly lucky."
"Sitting at ho eating, and a Magical Artifact falls from the sky."
Ning Zheng picked up the bell and roughly perceived it.
It seed to have a special function; when applied to the server, the server slowly absorbed it.
Seemingly adding a function.
Indeed, this server is a mysterious crude Magical Treasure, able to absorb attachnts for continuous upgrading.
Ning Zheng realized this.
Mostly those in spatially unstable turbulence regions were convenient targets.
Because he could only take advantage of space turbulence to send him things due to his incredible luck.
This belongs to the thod of using little force for great impact.
This 30,000 Qi Fortune Value was triggered based on the opponent's strength, activating the corresponding spatial turbulence intensity.
Otherwise, if the opponent were in a normal area, even 300,000 Qi Fortune Value wouldn't suffice to snatch sothing from the opponent.
Ning Zheng seed to understand the use of his [Heaven's Falling Fortuity]:
"These cultivators currently venturing in space turbulence are basically my targets!"
However, he seed to have discovered a way to exploit a bug.
That Empress's ancient tomb, Demon Beast Resentful Soul Mirage, surely existed within a certain spatial turbulence area.
He barely pinpointed the opportunity's location characteristics.
Unfortunately, Ning Zheng was too weak, and this information was of no use to him now.
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