Having made up her mind, the next issue was the manpower.
Here, because of the sudden situation, everyone formed a circle and chatted for so long, and the people outside still hadn't been let in.
Jiucai Rong, after obtaining the old steward's consent, opened the gate to let the outsiders in.
Wow!
A group of people outside immediately surrounded the residents inside the manor, starting to inquire about various information within the manor.
They even began discussing Money Child who peed everywhere.
"Eating and outputting, energy cycle, Newton would approve! I declare that only this game respects science, standing in Newton's camp."
"Let's not worry about the offline problem for now, let's set up a dry toilet."
"What about toilet paper? Brothers, can someone pick some leaves? Prepare something, better than nothing."
"I'll take charge with my team."
"Make sure not to pick those hairy and thorny ones, I'm not aiming for a wild experience."
"This surely feels real, as if we're having a wilderness survival on day one."
"Oh dear, starting on a desolate mountain, will we be starving nine times in three days? Let's find some protein quickly."
Many felt this wasn't playing a game but rather a group adventure into the wilderness requiring division of labor and cooperation.
However, besides those discussing these matters, a newly arrived player was also surrounded, seemingly a known streamer.
"Don't surround me, go do your tasks, no autographs! No stepping on toes! Whatever about jade feet, don't you understand the preciousness of first test game time?"
The surrounded young girl angrily said, "Still following? If you keep following, aren't you those lifeless nerdy cyber blacksmiths who lack social interactions?"
"Strong attack power!"
"Keep scolding, I beg you!"
"We're your fans, we'll take you soaring."
The surrounded person was Su Yuniang, a big streamer.
She looked like a petite, cute white silk lolita, with a sweet, lovely voice, but had an explosive temper and many words, being from Zu'an People.
With just her mouth, she often made passersby cry with sarcasm like "Uncle, you're just a useless nerd~" "So pathetic~" and other famous meme-worthy expressions, making people want to fiercely educate her.
But she also occasionally got sniped by other streamers and cried, her angry humorous expressions were even more comedic.
Recently, however, with a lack of program effect, her income decreased, tempting her to go back and inherit the family business. She hurriedly joined after being recommended this game by her fans.
Upon joining, she was shocked. This... you're telling me it's a blacksmith simulator?
As a gaming streamer she knew more than the average person, realizing this meant something, too real, too magical.
Weeds everywhere, snakes and insects abound; even the crow flock overhead was disgusting, some blacksmiths on site already complained.
She found this harsh ancient rural environment to be authentic.
After all, what's with the aesthetic ancient style? Beautiful ancient life?
Those are all filtered!
Not even just ancient times, even city folks visiting modern countryside, they fear stepping on cow dung, the environment dirty and harsh.
She didn't mind these, not some pretentious girl. As a child, she fought kids with mops dipped in cow dung, so would she fear it?
Contrarily, she was popular for being unpretentious, very fiery in temper, straightforward, skilled at verbal takedowns, daring enough to livestream while boldly picking her toes through white silk, embodying the spirit of a hearty man.
Currently, in this appearance-focused society, those who are old, ugly, and pretentious while verbally confrontational are called menopausal explosion women, but her petite, cute, sweet-voiced vulgarity is termed girly imp.
At this moment, in her view, such hard-hitting farming games are interesting, conquering adverse environments to create her own beautiful dwelling, that's the fun.
This must be the game's selling point!
First, building toilets and dormitories to ensure basic living, clearing crow mobs and other spawn points, then farming and smithing; she believed she had grasped the main thread of the game.
As she pondered and observed everywhere, she suddenly heard the old steward and Jiucai Rong talking in the distance.
Immediately, she realized that her long-term advanced vision as a gaming streamer was still narrow.
Jiucai Rong: "Right! Steward sir, for the blacksmith dormitories we build, I have a new concept now! No beds in the dorms, as our people—love to! Pee! On! The! Mattress! Wake up to ground scattered everywhere."
Su Yuniang's eyelids twitched: "..."
Good heavens.
She exclaimed good heavens!
She silently began recording.
Old steward: "At eight years old, I stopped wetting the bed."
Jiucai Rong: "So, no beds! Only iron nets, two iron racks pinching on both sides, people squeezed in between. These types of iron net beds lined up, suspended rotating washing, discharge on site, water from above, pulled from below."
"And have the blacksmiths in the sky with tubes in their mouths, feeding them uniformly, achieving ten years of infusion-like sleep like vegetative patients, even if they don't log in for months, they won't cool off."
"Then add a blacksmith shop on the roof of the dormitory, hammering iron above, and you can also have a drying treatment overhead."
"Don't waste the waste hot water from quenching either; directly use it below as a shower for the blacksmiths."
"This way, a dormitory with integrated automatic assembly line services of showering, drying, sleeping, eating, and excreting can be achieved, and you wake up clean and not hungry."
Old Caretaker: "Wouldn't this be very uncomfortable? Isn't this a giant birdcage instead of a dormitory? After all, this is the structure for keeping birds."
Damn, what kind of design is this?
Su Yuniang's eyes were almost falling to the ground.
It's not that she's not smart enough; it's her conscience that even after studying for a long time, she couldn't think of such a malicious beastly contraption!
This isn't a birdcage...
This is a barbecue grill!
It's like charcoal-roasted octopus clamped between two iron nets, able to rotate and flip over; it is suggested that some dressing can be applied.
Jiucai Rong: "It's fine! People of our race are like this; they love this pigeon cage!"
Old Caretaker: "This would also smell, wouldn't it? After all, who sleeps above a cesspool, even if there's an iron net separating it."
Jiucai Rong: "It doesn't matter! I suggest this dormitory be a multi-layered iron net dormitory with plenty of storage. Make a slope at the bottom, install a large underground pipe to wash away periodically, and collect in a distant cesspool, keeping everything clean."
Old Caretaker: "This cesspool..."
Jiucai Rong: "The cesspool can help us grow big and strong, creating new glories! Whether for biogas fermentation to achieve new energy cycles or making it into organic fertilizer for the food ecological chain cycle, it's an excellent recycling system."
Ning Zheng: "..."
This mouth is really stubborn.
In fact, Ning Zheng hinted that they could take turns logging into a body.
This way, someone could take turns solving the toilet issue, which is the significance of Ai's proposal of [Queue Logging In].
Jiucai Rong showed an extremely angry expression at this proposal!
His own words seemingly greatly enraged him.
He spouted incomprehensible gibberish like "This is Tauren," "Pure Love Warrior," "Green Hat Manor will surely fail," "The public transportation being heavily opposed," "Values must be right, people can use the toilet but can't become public toilets," "Don't imitate Stardew Valley," and other half-understood scholarly language.
Ning Zheng didn't understand what it meant.
But in the end, as the other party resisted so much, willing to make it so complex, they let them be, further confirming that Ai is indeed unreliable, as this proposal already enraged the other party.
Well then, if they don't take turns, they don't take turns. Let's continue watching those queuing up to log in and proceed.
If it were the old caretaker from before, he'd surely curse at the resource waste.
This bunch of blacksmiths mostly sleeping instead of working.
One bed in the dormitory would suffice, so why make such a complicated iron net? This work efficiency is infuriatingly low.
But Ning Zheng is gentle.
Seeing their joyful, animated expressions, touching here and looking there, that joyful atmosphere also transferred to him, thinking that their happiness and enjoyment are most important.
It's complex to build, but complexity is fine as long as everyone lives comfortably afterward, having a good living experience.
Jiucai Rong: "Furthermore! I suggest building two large dormitories, one for males and one for females."
Old Caretaker: "No need to be so complicated; you are Money Child, appear male or female, but actually, there's no gender."
Infuriated and cold.
How dare you presume my gender?
Jiucai Rong certainly wouldn't dare throw a punch, as respecting the old and loving the young is crucial, absolutely not for fear of being removed from the caretaker position and replaced by other beasts.
"Sir."
Jiucai Rong offered sincere advice, "Even though our bodies have no gender, we have psychological gender, and sleeping without clothes, not separating, we can easily have problems; they'll make a fuss."
Moreover.
Currently, this initial race has no gender difference; will future races also have none?
In his view, the old caretaker clearly looks human.
In the future, perhaps people can select a race to start with.
Although it seems that as a blacksmith, swinging a big hammer wildly, race doesn't really matter.
Su Yuniang secretly observed on the side, listening to this new blacksmith caretaker's endless talk:
"Alright, alright! So this is how to play the game! I was naive to misjudge the game's selling point, playing Cyber Blacksmith in an ancient society."