The six returned to the inn, where the villagers who accompanied them had already checked in.

A few elderly blacksmiths, led by a voluptuous beauty in a qipao who didn't seem human, went to the second floor and successfully checked in. Afterward, they sat together in groups, starting to discuss the day's events.

They kept talking about what rare materials to use and what techniques of forging.

They discussed for the entire afternoon, until their mouths were dry, and only then did they draft a procurement list, filled with more than a thousand types of materials.

"This is the first draft!"

"If it succeeds, this will be our pinnacle work." Zhang Jinseng eyed it eagerly, "Next, we'll design the Artifact Pattern, and I hope everyone can take responsibility for a part of it."

The design of the Artifact Pattern was also crucial.

By this time, it was gradually getting dark, and an old man next to him suddenly said, "Why did this inn invite those ghost villagers from the mountains to stay here?"

"Living with us, isn't there a problem?" Another old man said worriedly.

Zhang Jinseng thought for a moment:

"These ghosts are very weak, you are at the Five-Body Realm Great Perfection, theoretically there's no danger. If they go crazy, just a few slaps will wake them up. But if you're still not at ease, you few at the Five-Body Realm can stay together."

Blacksmiths expend their Heart Power on forging, and rarely cultivate.

This leads to these elderly folks, known as masters, with a few even reaching the Five-Body Realm Great Perfection.

After all, blacksmithing doesn't demand high cultivation.

It's essential to train your head and hands, this Three-Body is a requirement for blacksmiths.

Why train your legs?

Just stepping on the bellows doesn't need to be that advanced.

Even Zhang Jinseng used a lot of family resources and forcibly took drugs to get up to the Four Viscera Realm.

Because reaching the Four Viscera Realm would let him live longer, an 8000-year life limit; otherwise, no matter how you extend it at Five-Body Realm Great Perfection, it's just an 800-year limit.

Family spent a lot of materials to let you practice, cultivating you as a master costs enormous resources, naturally, they want you to live longer, instead of spending in vain.

They chatted for a while.

Then each returned to their rooms, to rest and start developing their thoughts.

A High-Tier Magical Artifact cannot be completed by one person.

Just like making an airplane, it requires a large team, numerous precise calculations, countless designs, and modifications of the Array Pattern.

Usually led by an excellent chief blacksmith, a team is led to assist in the forging.

So a custom High-Tier Magical Artifact might not get one order in a month, while Low-Tier, Middle-Tier Standard Magical Artifacts are the main products that blacksmith shops forge.

This is also why people envy Sword Casting Manor.

Step.

Step step.

Footsteps sounded from the stairs.

Just over ten minutes after the six Zhang Family blacksmiths returned to their rooms, the Sword Fairy came to the second floor, knocked on the door, then pushed it open and walked in: "It's me."

As soon as she entered, she saw the irritable old Zhang Jinseng, seemingly recalling the previous conversation and crying his heart out:

"It was so touching. Their family is truly a family of real blacksmiths, pursuing dreams with a steadfast heart. I am not as good as them."

The Sword Fairy seemed to have seen it before, took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

At first, when unfamiliar, she felt he was quite irritable.

But after getting familiar, she realized, strangely, he reminded her of the cute, trendy, stubborn old man downstairs in the community who loved to play chess.

And his favorite was romance dramas, thinking they were trendy, crying his heart out, loving it as he got older, the more he liked to listen to neighborhood gossip.

Telling the old man those tearjerking stories, the early skewed views of domineering president abuses, Little White Flower digging out kidneys, running with babies, digging out wombs, jumping off cliffs.

The old man would listen, saying the domineering president was wrong, the bad-hearted sister was terrible, framed her sister, how could their parents be so fond of an adopted girl, how could they dig out a kidney, all because the fake sister faked illness and surgery, the heroine was too miserable.

The sense of substitution went full, the more he watched, the angrier he got, the more abusive the plot, the more he wanted to see, crazily eating gossip.

"Are you okay?" The Sword Fairy sighed.

"Cough, cough! I can't let those admirable Forging Masters from the manor see my ugly side." Zhang Jinseng said, wiping the corner of his eye, "I must maintain my image."

The Sword Fairy: "..."

She didn't know how to respond for a moment.

From the audience's perspective, the whole forum was explosive.

[What's going on? This temperamental old man is so cute.]

[Hahaha, the whole internet knows now. If the old man feels embarrassed, we suggest communicating by digging shoes with Painting Cards.]

[A respected Forging Master in public, crying secretly over super dramatic female-oriented abuse novels, moved to tears.]

[Hahaha, not to mention, early female-oriented abusive novels were about digging kidneys, livers, fetuses, wombs, the heroine being an undying cockroach, no amount of abuse can kill her; but in this world, this level of abuse is just right.]

[Amazing! What seemed irrational in past scenes is quite logical in this world.]

[I think the kind of literature like 'In the morning, I woke up on Jian Xin's 800-meter-long bed' also feels reasonable.]

[Do you think we can write abusive novels and make a fortune within this game?]

[Makes sense. The planners hand us knives, we hand the indigenous a knife, what will happen?]

...

The discussions went on.

Seeing this hot-tempered old man, everyone suddenly found the new NPC super interesting.

He pretends to be a cold, dignified master in public, but is so tender, fragile, and sentimental on the inside.

His character immediately came to life.

However, we these fake blacksmiths are also pretending, pretending to be aloof.

Many also marveled at the high degree of freedom in the small simulated management map.

Just as the players decided to play this way, an NPC blacksmith team was hurriedly created by the sneaky planners behind the scenes, on the mountains, rushing here.

What other big open-world game can achieve this?

Precisely because the map is small, with clever planners lurking behind the scenes, they can produce NPCs on the fly and have them show up in the manor whenever needed.

Whatever text adventure you have on the map, letting a baby and someone else pick up an NPC to bring back exactly.

...

In the management office.

"A perfect start!"

"That was splendid."

"The acting just now was on point."

"Also, the online community contributed a perfect script, sharing the family story we just made up."

This time everything went according to the script.

We didn't expose any of our dumb atmosphere, all maintaining the aloof, serious, deeply committed blacksmith persona.

Just take a look at the successful brands.

A luxury brand capable of storytelling is a renowned brand.

Nowadays, old folks come to the manor thinking they are contributing as free labor, feeling undeserved, worried they won't perform well, fearing incompetence.

Suddenly, immense achievement.

Various role-playing, pretending to be cold forging masters, is way too much fun.

This game's ways to play are all kinds of strange and unique, no need to abide by strict blacksmithing, hiring a stand-in is also an option.

"Everyone, an excellent start!"

"So close now, we've almost crafted 99% of the weapon shell, just need to complete that 1%, synthesizing the Embers Void Bubble, and it's the Unparalleled Divine Weapon brought to fruition by both our teams collaborating."

"Isn't that just like a professor stealing a student's thesis?" Mudworker gaped.

"How can you say stealing? Just say if we are cooperating or not, haven't we contributed?"

"What about the Soul Bubble?" Medical Fairy asked.

"Hmm, it's simple."

Jiucai Rong commented,

"Here, the physicians specialize not only in medicine, I had the Legendary Eye Squad ask around discreetly. They got a bubble fusion plan from the Alchemist Scarecrow in the Hidden Vein map."

Actually, the solution is quite simple.

Overlap two people, or use an Embers Void Bubble Repair Nether Talisman.

They already have a mature medicinal system, as long as you have the money, there's a wealth of soul-related medicines available, even for Ghost-related ancestral rites medicines, it's not an issue.

Even the ancestors in the graves can 'get sick,' they've been researched long ago.

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