Sword Casting Manor.
The management team was panicking, with people rushing everywhere.
"The crowd is overflowing again? Quick, quick, quick, continue issuing daily tasks: expand Chongshan Market! Get some Immortals to help with the construction and brick-laying!"
"And the Online Game Golden Core, the production isn't keeping up? We have too many logins already, issue tasks, keep expanding!"
"The Resurrection Point is also full, come deal with it!"
"This is madness, get another batch of NPCs, have Jiucai Rong, Su Yuniang, and the Medical Fairy, that NPC trio, jump into the Forging Furnace like crazy, jump 300 times today or they're not allowed off shift."
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Ning Zheng watched a group of blacksmiths go crazy with work, acting as a behind-the-scenes coordinator, frantically dispatching manpower to keep the entire force running.
The blacksmiths throughout the manor felt they were caught in a happiness dilemma.
I, Xi Rong, Daoist Civilization, officially rise!
