Although Jiucai Rong felt his stomach contracting, his face was full of increasing shock and delight.
Immersed in the scene.
Like future super technology traveling to the present.
This time, he really found a treasure.
This technology is bound to be a huge impact on the entire gaming industry.
However, his curiosity was rampant, and he hadn't had time to study for a few minutes before seeing other players logging in, emerging from the forests one after another.
They didn't seem to be pure humans, their skin was bronze-colored all over.
They were a bunch of short, cute little kids, little girls, about four feet tall, looking somewhat resilient, akin to cowhide.
Jiucai Rong also noticed that his body was not a normal person either; he was also a little turnip head.
A gloomy, oppressive, and even sinister atmosphere—an extraordinary world view of the fantasy type?
Being a blacksmith in such a place?
Mysterious.
Just as he was thinking incessantly, sounds also came from around him.
"Where is this?"
"So real, with our dress, tattered clothes, are we a group of passing refugees?"
"Next, we probably have to go up to the manor on the hill for an interview."
"Darn refugees, didn't see we are all bronze-skinned creatures? Not human at a glance."
"Just because we're not human, we can't be refugees?"
"So hungry, why am I hungry? This game is too awesome."
"Also, our faces wouldn't be a replica according to our youthful state in reality, right? I remember the cutest me at eight years old."
"Bro, you look really cool."
"You're not bad either, really stupid looking."
They chattered excitedly, discussing and touching everything around them.
It was clear that most were serious gamers, starting to discuss the plot.
This atmosphere is simply divine—this wind, these trees, these clouds, this oppressive feeling, like a mystery and horror game; after all, a group of drifters preparing to enter an unknown and bizarre manor is just like the Snowstorm Manor mode...
Given this atmosphere, would it make sense for a few to die at the start?
Everyone felt a mysterious and indescribable atmosphere filled their hearts.
"Everyone quiet! Let me say something, we are now at the manor gate, according to the process, the interview is coming up."
Jiucai Rong, as the first to enter and the leader, touched the lump on his hair again, used his finger to get some and handed it to a few players nearby, seriously saying:
"This world has taste."
Jiucai Rong beamed, "Taste it, this game is quite impressive, folks, the era has changed."
Upon hearing Jiucai Rong's words, they immediately gathered in a circle.
"It's salty, a salty taste."
"This game is magical, just a little taste and it comes right up."
"A bit odd too, folks, like nine-turn intestines."
The originally tense atmosphere relaxed instantly, and they discussed among themselves.
Just as they reached the mountain and were preparing to open the door for work, Ning Zheng arrived, seeing a group of Otherworld tourists distributing and tasting on the lawn in front of the manor.
Suddenly, his throat went dry.
For a moment, he thought he was mistaken.
But falling from the sky every few days, how could he be mistaken?
"No Yin Qi, and not possessed," Ning Zheng sniffed.
Honestly, this first meeting after twenty years wasn't too great.
Human taste and eating habits of 25 years ago have become too advanced and abstract.
After all.
Ning Zheng, who liked sweet things and had normal eating habits, suddenly found himself out of place with them.
Unfortunately, he could no longer see what society was like, only able to understand their routines, customs through their words.
They seemed to be of the same age group as himself.
Those kids that grew up twenty years ago, how did they evolve into human apes....
But he still suppressed his doubts, deciding to ignore them.
Tolerance is a virtue.
Without thinking much, Ning Zheng, as the old manager, walked over to fulfill his duty, pulled out the key and opened the manor door, saying, "You are drifters here today to apply for the blacksmith job at the manor, right?"
A hint of amazement appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Immortal wind and road bones.
This simply dressed old man gave people an extremely genial feeling.
A temperament that normal humans can't perform, as if blending with the surrounding nature, integrating into this beautiful painting of heaven and earth.
Actually, in this world, cultivators read books before practicing the Dao.
Understanding reason and mind, discerning good from evil, knowing the reason of heaven and earth, becoming greatly learned mortals, opening Three Flowers on the Top, feeling heaven and earth to understand, only then qualified to enter the legendary cultivation and Immortal Inquiry.
To question the heart before questioning the Dao is the true classical Immortal Cultivation.
Over two years of cultivating after entering the Immortal Sect, Ning Zheng's knowledge made his temperament quite strong.
"Senior, we're here to apply for the blacksmith job."
"Yes."
They hurriedly pretended to be serious, stood straight and upright, imitating Ning Zheng's posture, yet gave a fake serious impression.
"Come in, don't be too noisy, Manor Master doesn't like it."
Ning Zheng issued a low, raspy voice, glanced at them, nodded, and walked leisurely into the manor, followed by the group of drifters.
"Next, if you want to apply to be a blacksmith, there's a one-month assessment."
Ning Zheng turned around, admonishing, "Blacksmiths, familiarize yourselves with the environment; those wanting to apply for manager, follow me."
None of the players behind chose to leave; all planned to follow him to apply for the manager position. Ning Zheng saw this but didn't mind.
"Line up and let me see." Arriving at the hall, Ning Zheng stood in front, examining each one's stance and movements.
"It's you!"
The process of applying for manager wasn't complicated; after several glances, Ning Zheng pointed at one of them and said.
"Me as manager?" Jiucai Rong looked surprised, could it be the first entered hidden reward?
"Yes." Ning Zheng nodded, "If not suitable, we'll change later."
Although this person seemed particularly strange before, he still picked him.
This wasn't a random choice.
Because among this group he called, only Jiucai Rong's Qi Fortune surged at this moment.
This meant his Qi Fortune would rise due to some opportunity next!
He would have a chance, which also retrospectively proves, after a series of interviews, Ning Zheng would eventually choose him as manager, feeling his various abilities most suitable.
Since he would choose him in the future, better save a few hours of interview detours now.
This is also one of Ning Zheng's uses of "Qi Fortune," reverse deduction results.
Even without using Qi Fortune Value, just peeking at someone's Qi Fortune today has many uses.
For example, if planning to kill someone, and their Qi Fortune drops suddenly today, it means he can succeed, thus can act immediately.
If preparing to ambush them, and their Qi Fortune instead skyrockets, it means he's delivering fodder instead, himself becoming the other's great opportunity.
This is the use of Observing Qi.
Of course, it's not absolutely accurate, sometimes even leading to a reverse misjudgment.
In short, using this to avoid misfortune is why he thrives in the perilous Lower Spirit Manor, lurking around, living exceptionally well.