"They're going to build a new village... prison???"

Ning Zheng pondered.

He now completely regards this Sword Casting Manor as his foundational power base.

But these people, though they might have various merits, such as strong execution, fearlessness, enthusiasm, and hard work...

They have one major flaw: aiming too high.

Externally, they coax the Sword Fairy to help advertise, crafting the Divine Craftsman's reputation.

Internally.

The mountain is over five thousand meters high, and they've barely filled the top, yet they want to extend a big hand of infrastructure to the bottom.

Previously, they had those "well-regarded" ordinary villagers take root to increase the population density of the Ghost Manor.

This can be understood, as the population is indeed sparse.

But now they want to hire these villagers to build a [prison] at the mountain's foot, the so-called sub-profession section, sending some "prisoners" inside to do "pedal sewing machines."

This is too unscrupulous! What kind of ghost thing is a sewing machine!

In fact, this "prison sub-profession manufacturing area" does indeed have a necessity for construction; a mature family, Holy Land, sect, must have a "sub-profession inheritance area."

Some powerful sects will explore all sub-profession areas—Pill Peak, Agricultural Peak, Talisman Peak...

Those with insufficient foundations will explore two or three among them.

But ranked first among them is the Spirit Farmer.

Second is the Alchemist.

Third is the Talisman Master.

There's no need to speak much about Spirit Farmers; the unique Spiritual Root of a family is the foundation.

The level of Spirit Farmers affects various characteristics of advancing Spiritual Roots and breeding new Spiritual Roots.

So, to put it bluntly, a powerful Combat Cultivator might not influence the prosperity of a family, but a powerful Spirit Farmer definitely can affect the rise and fall of a family for generations!

The path of the Spirit Farmer, talent is rare.

Blacksmiths are brothers before Spirit Farmers!

Alchemists are considered subsidiary industries of Spirit Farmer planting, the greatest assistance in cultivation speed.

These two professions even the poorest power must have!

Ranked third is the Talisman Master.

Why?

Because the universality is high!

You don't need any large equipment; with paper talismans, talisman brushes, and talisman ink, you can practice at the lowest cost.

But because there are many people, it is also the most competitive.

Haven't you seen even the highly precious Continuing Ash Talisman has fallen to this extent?

Probably these two Talisman Master bosses fled in total loss.

Don't look at them as belonging to dignified livelihood types.

In reality, Talisman Masters are much poorer than Combat Stream Cultivators of the same realm.

They don't dare to fight; they barely rely on labor in cities to earn rewards and cultivation resources, belonging to extremely competitive "bottom layer brick-moving cultivators."

However.

Presently two dead bodies...

Their products are tainted with death energy, not auspicious if used too much, and living people simply cannot use them.

"But the blacksmiths on the mountain don't care about this side effect, what contamination of death energy."

Ning Zheng thought:

"In fact, when this prison is built, the talismans produced by 'pedal sewing machines' I might be able to use, because I am a Yin Spirit Root, they can eat my Shadow Spirit Rice, there is no reason I can't use their Ghost Talismans."

No matter what, they are building this prison, it's fine.

At least holding up the foundation of a manor, those prison cultivators are their teachers.

This prison, he, the Manor Master has approved!

At this moment, someone suddenly climbed up from the well.

"I'm going out for a door."

Su Yuniang shook her wet twin ponytails, acting swiftly, clearly receiving Jiucai Rong's Painting Card message, joyfully ran out to organize villagers, various labor, and started working.

After all, she couldn't fish anymore, now bored to the point of no fun, finally got a chance to be the contractor of [prison] construction, in the future, I will be the warden of the prison below the manor!

"Aunt Li!"

"Nanny Zhang!"

"Come out quickly, the sister has a great thing to tell you."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Xu, you come out too, we're going to build something, full board, and live, plus wages."

She went around town as the neighborhood committee head, recognized by all villagers, quickly summoned a group with remarkable charisma.

Some young villagers were very touched:

"In the middle of winter, finally have work, and can earn wages, get meat, this is wonderful."

"I escaped from Pingchang City, thanks to the Heaven's cultivators letting us stay here, otherwise would have died outside, it's now our turn to repay."

"Sister is kind-hearted, she's a good person."

"Wonder if this girl is married or not, I have a son..."

Everyone is pleased.

Even those native Ghost Manor villagers were assembled.

Recently blacksmiths from the mountain often issue various material procurement tasks to them, they've grown accustomed, naturally come to help build this prison.

Soon, a large prison was constructed beside Ning Zheng's village in the barren woods.

Su Yuniang wearing a safety helmet, standing at height commanding, all organized:

"Shout with me, for the manor's expansion! For the manor's glory!"

"Earth and Wood Warriors, never say defeat!"

Grand construction, starting mighty development.

These people can only be described as having infrastructure, farming written in their bones.

...

Sword Casting Manor.

A group of joyful little blacksmiths skillfully repeated each day's work, forging iron, mining, moving bricks, building walls, busy but very enjoyable.

"Finally done." Shao Chaikun finished the cafeteria work and eagerly ran to the new area for fun.

Currently, the hottest spot belongs to the interrogation room.

Click.

The door opened.

Another blacksmith walked out of the interrogation room speechless.

Only two Talisman Masters weakly lay on the ground, powerlessly staring at the ceiling.

What have they endured? The other side spoke incomprehensible words, scratched their feet's soles, what Shaking Flower Hand, nightclub songs, and interrogated genealogy along with mental attacks.

Also bringing some great person's philosophical insights to them, making them understand worldwide harmony...

Some people, because of being humiliated at work in reality, treated the two as tree holes, chattering about bosses must die, this colleague has a big problem...

Various negative emotions were being vented.

They were practically a bunch of lunatics! Their nerves were a bit overwhelmed.

The group of iron smiths who came out also felt that these two people had more mental resilience than imagined.

"They surrendered, but we don't want them to surrender; we want them to have psychological shadows."

"It's a bit tricky to plant those psychological shadows. What those psychologists say is all nonsense."

"We can only continue to mentally pollute them."

"If that doesn't work, just let the brother who trains military dogs try to make these two bosses fetch bones, jump high, clear obstacles, and see if we can tame them."

...

It's a bit too miserable.

Shao Chaikun felt a bit of sympathy in his heart, then joined in on the torture.

Mostly venting his inner thoughts, saying the Food God in the cafeteria has a big problem, went to research fertilizer in the Spirit Farmer area, and encountered setbacks...

This game doesn't understand how to play anymore...

Can I stand up...

After venting a bunch of inner thoughts, Shao Chaikun felt much better, happily leaving the interrogation room.

Looking back at the two bosses with depressed expressions, eyelids flipping, completely drained, like a big maiden humiliated by dozens of Huangmao, having given birth to dozens of children.

How did they become like this?

I merely spoke a bit of my own distress.

Shao Chaikun left the main door in confusion and saw Medical Fairy entering with a bright and cheerful smile:

"Hahaha, it's my turn now, little cuties, your sister is here for a checkup. Be good and heal well so you can be discharged."

She carried a toolbox, seemingly to do some Embers research.

The two bosses seemed very afraid of her, crying out loudly upon seeing her:

"No, please not that!"

"It'll, it'll break."

"Boohoo, I'm unclean now."

Medical Fairy was inside chuckling sinisterly, "These two big brothers are so useless, but their fearful and weak looks are quite adorable."

Shao Chaikun shook his head.

When it comes to mental attacks, Medical Fairy takes the cake.

Lately, this group of loli players learned from their big sister Su Yuniang, always calling everyone mere fish, mere fish.

Soon.

Shao Chaikun arrived at the next destination, the Alchemy Room.

The emergence of a new industry attracted a group of people to excitedly watch, helping to arrange various decorations, write couplets, paintings, place vases, benches.

More people were engaged in setting up the Pill Furnace and began researching alchemy.

Three Large Pill Furnaces.

Ten Newbie's Small Pill Furnaces, the size of a bowl.

A group of people used the herbs collected from the mountain to concoct the lowest level Contraceptive Pill through formulas from basic pill medicine books.

After all, the person in charge of the Alchemy Room hadn't been selected yet.

Everyone was trying to understand alchemy, wanting to become the guardian of this area.

Shao Chaikun also joined in, starting alchemy, hoping it could be his chance to make money if he had an alchemy talent.

The surroundings were bustling with activity.

"I remember my Chemistry class."

"This is basically a chemistry lab."

"My goodness, even in Otherworld we're learning math, physics, and chemistry, truly science."

"Stop messing around, I blew up the furnace."

"Hahaha, it blew up, how fun, much more interesting than smithing."

A group of little iron smiths went back and forth, gray-faced, yet enjoyed it tirelessly.

Many of them were quite arrogant, thinking their chemistry grades were decent and this would be a piece of cake.

How complicated could a pill-making minigame in a manor management game be?

Though the basic pills they concocted weren't really that complicated.

"Whoa, I've succeeded!"

Shao Chaikun suddenly laughed loudly, "Do I have alchemy talent? Can I finally break free from the control of that nasty Food God?"

"It looks so smooth and round, seems like it succeeded."

"We need to test it to be sure."

Everyone went silent upon hearing this.

Contraceptive Pill is a folk medicine for preventing pregnancy, who in Pure Love Manor would need it?

"We're like Sword Fairy, all Yin and Yang people." Someone joked.

Suddenly someone suggested, "Why don't we invite the old steward from the mountain next time and let him try the side effects?"

The scene fell silent.

"Makes sense." A voice came softly from the corner shadows.

"Who's going to invite the old steward to take the medicine?"

In an instant, silence fell again.

Someone spoke hauntingly, "Su Yuniang is an expert, one sentence about the old steward taking medicine tells an eternal tale of woes."

...

Steward's Room.

While everyone was playing around, Jiucai Rong stood on the high tower of the Steward's Room, blowing in the cold wind, feeling his face and hands were frozen badly:

"This mountain top is simply toxic, the cold is not a problem, it's mainly the wind that's too strong. In one or two months, can we still go out for work?"

"It feels like we need to tunnel underground for construction and relocation."

He grumbled, holding a binoculars in his reddened hands, gazing at the mountain below.

The prison location they chose was brilliant.

Expansive area, located on a gentle slope, from the mountain top, they could just see the location.

In the scene through the binoculars.

A group of villagers in winter clothes chopping wood and sweeping the snowy ground.

"Truly the Embers of Su Yuniang." Food God widened his eyes, "Wow, we can see the wallpaper construction down the mountain, it looks so real."

"So cool." Su Yuniang gave a thumbs up, "No wonder it's me; I became the background of the manor's map edge."

The map outside the game is fake.

But they made it very detailed.

The chosen prison location really became a "dynamic wallpaper," hanging there in the distance.

They can even oversee!

Supervise the construction of the prison, see who's slacking, and command remotely.

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