Ning Zheng couldn’t help but ntally picture the scene.
While fishing, a powerhouse’s Dharma Aspect beca the bait for Ning Jiaojiao and Su Yuniang, hanging at the edge of the well with a face full of pain and fear...
Interesting!
He curled his lips slightly.
Suddenly, he recalled being in Yesterday’s Forest, as a flower on a pot, watching that old being catch a small dog Dharma Aspect for his daughter to play with.
Before, he felt inexplicably envious.
Now, is he also going to beco such an existence?
But the current manor is still far from it. Clearly, it’s those ancient, powerful Secret Realms, similar to Yesterday’s Forest, that enjoy the treatnt of having people constantly infiltrate.
However, at this mont, he beca sowhat interested in these so-called rule myths.
He looked at [Sweet Ho].
The rules to follow among them, slightly absurd, a bit bizarre, and with a sense of horror.
Ning Zheng fell into deep thought, his mind radiating:
"However, if it’s Ning Jiaojiao, her dungeon rules might be that bird droppings would make her lose her intelligence..."
Regarding Jiucai Rong’s plan, Ning Zheng still found it quite good.
He curled his lips slightly, showing a pleased smile.
He, as the Manor Master, voted for this plan!
Ning Zheng said, "Hmm, work hard, and you can apply for approval for any resources needed, I’ll help with the approval and submit it to the Manor Master."
"Let’s first conduct a trial in the Capital City! Experint with the Saint’s old lair, learn so experience, and since we’ve all pledged allegiance to this Xin Dynasty Saint, naturally we have to help him control the Capital City."
Upon hearing that, Jiucai Rong suddenly felt full of confidence, shouting:
"Rest assured! Now we’re still in a honeymoon period, that’s our Xin’s adoptive father, working for him, helping him hold the Capital City, resisting the world’s rebels is normal."
Ning Zheng’s face was full of black lines.
What adoptive father of Xin, the word sounds a little ominous.
Because they are shouting lines about killing fathers all day, saying it makes our manor seem like it could beco the biggest rebel at any ti.
We are a neutral unit, how could we revolt?
Whichever Saint rises to power, we work for that Saint!
While they were discussing, the Sword Fairy suddenly sent a ssage.
"The Saint was attacked?"
Ning Zheng received the news that Xinyi State City was attacked, and he was stunned.
The actions of these big shots are really swift and decisive.
At this mont.
The Sword Fairy was happily cleaning the battlefield over there, feeling very proud:
"Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter! The Saint mocks the assassin as a dead man, the assassin mocks the Saint as a dead man, both sides are acting with a sense of superiority from their seemingly strategic intelligence!"
"Only I know, the Saint is dead, the assassin is dead, and the eight tower defense ancestors who joined in the siege are dead..... I am the only living person among this group of tower defenses, I am the one with the most superiority! But I won’t say it!"
She paused, the imnse joy seed to be penetrating through the Communication Token:
"Sigh~~ Watching them all sink into chaos, there’s an instant burst of a sense of intellectual high ground! They’re so pitiful, so sad!~"
Everyone: "..."
Are you also showing off this sense of superiority?
You’re also a dead person!
Thinking you’re a Second Transformation weapon, still playing gas, you’re an artificial fool.
Today’s battle, in the eyes of the blacksmiths, was indeed extrely ridiculous!
But upon thinking carefully.
It seems that the background of this world is like this.
Perhaps so old seniors are used to it and focus on the three philosophical questions of life.
Did you die, did he die, did I die? I’m a little scared.
At this mont.
The dical Fairy, observing secretly, listening to the conversation between the old steward and Jiucai Rong, turned black-faced when she heard the news: "This person can’t be , still having a sense of superiority? This ti the Sword Fairy is truly a clown! [○･｀Д´･○]"
Su Yuniang: "The clown is yourself! But still, they fought too fast, the battle was over before we even realized it, unable to react."
Night Mad Cultivator: "This is what a true assassination is, as fast as lightning! Focusing on instant kills, if even the small blacksmiths of our distant manor could react, what would be the point of an assassination?"
Everyone thought about it and agreed.
The entire battle was very short, lasting just over half a two-hour period before it was completely over.
After all, on their territory, with waves of city wall cannons, it indeed couldn’t last long.
The previous Xinyi State City raid was just as short.
In fact, regarding this sudden outbreak of war, Ning Zheng was not too concerned.
He’s just a bystander, watching the fire from the riverbank.
Estimatedly, with the arrival of chaotic tis, such battles will not be few.
Our tower defense just needs to withstand.
That Saint clearly is strategic.
He personally joined in tower defense construction, appearing full of confidence. Such a great figure’s mind is cautious, no need to worry for him.
At this point, Jiucai Rong asked the Sword Fairy over there: "How did our new Artifact Spirit perform in this assassination?"
"Still ok." The Sword Fairy said: "Just goes ’ah bah ah bah’, very foolish."
Jiucai Rong nodded: "Isn’t it? We’ve already driven people crazy."
They talked for a while before hanging up the communication.
Evidently, the Sword Fairy was very busy over there.
But to show off, the Sword Fairy still squeezed ti to boast over here, really hard on her.
Jiucai Rong couldn’t resist claiming credit: "Sir, our new type of Artifact Spirit seems to perform well in combat and can be put into production."
That defense tower is just an amplifier.
Enhancing the person standing in the tower, the Artifact Spirit is useless, creating a mindless Artifact Spirit was their first experint.
"This was a perfect success of an experint!"
Said Jiucai Rong, bringing Ning Zheng to the blacksmith workshop.
Walking into the blacksmith workshop, they saw a few small blacksmiths, abusing a forging Artifact Spirit, holding syringes, injecting various Muddy Qi and resentnts inside.
"Here’s an injection for you from Uncle, making you retarded."
"Don’t turn around, it’s , your good brother."
"Brother, you sll great."
A group of people were laughing wildly, holding down a newly rged Artifact Spirit, injecting it continuously.
The scene was horrifying; even Ning Zheng, accustod to such things, was startled.
The Artifact Spirit then cried out loudly:
"No, please."
"This syringe is so big."
"What are you doing? I’m not Dizzy, why are you mistreating ?"
"Boo hoo, have I truly transmigrated? How co after the Second Transformation, the manor’s blacksmiths beca so terrifying."
"Old steward, co quickly and save , co quickly and save !"
...
The Artifact Spirit was screaming miserably.
It seed to be the second Dizzy, feeling the whole manor beca extrely frightening.
"Sir, look!"
Jiucai Rong introduced the assembly line workshop with utmost seriousness, the loudly wailing Artifact Spirit:
"According to the thods and ideas provided by the Saint, we succeeded after several tests."
"Mainly at the mont of the opponent’s rging and birth, injecting various Muddy Qi into the unford Artifact Spirit, turning the opponent into a mindless babbler, sounding much like the muddled Qi of heaven and earth!"
"But this kind of mad speech, combined with that defense tower, does increase our production of this youth version of the Divine Weapon series. However, because the function of the Artifact Spirit is greatly reduced, we might have to sell it cheaper."
Jiucai Rong introduced the significant aning within:
"Now we have only 500 blacksmiths, aning there are only five hundred swords. This ans that we have to make do with low-level mindless Artifact Spirits that just hum, I’m sure they will understand."
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