The sky was filled with lead-colored clouds.

A group of blacksmiths began forging iron, occasionally glancing at the sky above the manor, eagerly waiting for the plot-heavy movie to start again.

Unfortunately, after quite some time past dusk, the sky remained silent.

As if nothing had ever happened.

It was then they realized:

This time the [Red Sun] has officially come to an end!

After all, all the Embers of Earth Vein have been cleared, and the world is clear and bright.

Yet the sun still hadn't appeared in the sky.

It grew dark, and the moon did not rise either, as if the sun and moon had simultaneously vanished.

Only the stars remained, lighting up the entire night sky, bringing a little light.

"Is it really over just like that? What happens next?"

A blacksmith set down his hammer, left the Forging Furnace blazing with bright yellow flames, and came to the window, looking at the sky in confusion.

Is this the opening of a plotline?

Is this phase of the plot the transition animation of the Saint's assassination?

However, it does seem to be like this.

Some games use certain opening animations, including but not limited to annihilating family tragedies, Beastman invasions, Emperor assassinations, God-Demon Wars, and alien wars...

After such a process animation, the players would immediately know what the ultimate storyline of the game is.

Viewed this way, it is quite classic.

The current plot clearly indicates that chaos is about to arrive, and the blacksmiths in the smithy will have to survive, develop, and forge amidst the chaos.

Suddenly.

Someone outside the square shouted:

"Damn! Did you guys notice? The dark came too quickly; it's only six o'clock and it's as dark as eight at night, just left with the stars!"

Someone else got excited, realizing something:

"Of course! Without the sun, without the moon, only stars, with specks of light; can they illuminate the world? Just barely holding on."

"Haha, these young stars, you've tried your best to light up my face!" someone remarked, arms folded behind, in a posture of facing life alone, deciding the ancient times.

There were also those analyzing the hidden aspects behind the plot:

"The brightness of this world has diminished! Has the production team run out of money? Reduced the environmental rendering budget?"

Everyone agreed, finding it very believable.

A wealthy person decisively stated:

"Yes, with insufficient production funds, just open the in-game purchase channel, and I'll fill it with seventy thousand every day, to become a Divine Craftsman, making every weapon +13."

A group of people conversed heartily.

To them, it's just a manor management game, running through plotlines, still taking tasks up the mountain, chatting, forging iron, Alchemy.

Actually, it's not just them; many people from the lower classes are also so carefree.

The sun and moon disappearing for a day or two seems to make no difference to them...

Because Court matters are too lofty!

Even after the Red Sun passed, countless people rejoiced in their survival from tribulation, some even setting off fireworks, weeping with joy, throwing family feasts in celebration.

Most towns, including Pingchang City residents, were like this.

They laughed heartily, feeling like they came back to life.

Only the literate class had their unrest, with many discussing the Saint's inspection of the Nine-State and the sudden assassination.

Discussing who could be so bold?

Which Demon Sect went insane?

Taking advantage of the Red Sun drawing most of the Court's Heart Power, daring to assassinate the Saint, not fearing the Court's subsequent encirclement?

Or was there some internal response within the Court?

Though the assassination was shocking, none thought the Saint would actually die.

Because for tens of thousands of years, that being seemed eternally exalted, and everyone had complete confidence in him.

Ning Zheng also had full confidence in the Saint, only feeling that the Saint was ultimately old, his rule waning, but there surely must be retaliation for the assassination.

Otherwise, where would the Court place its dignity?

Presumably, there's going to be major action soon!

A thorough purge within the Court, holding some accountable for this matter, even involving some Holy Lands, Major Sects, and sweeping some Demon Sects!

Such an approach is not speculation, but a necessity!

People's confidence in the Court is very important; if the populace loses faith in the Court and without credibility, they are close to collapse.

"The Court will likely clean up some people, hopefully not reaching the backstage bigwigs of our manor, right?"

Ning Zheng pondered, touching his chin:

"After all, that bigwig profits everywhere, even secretly minting coins… his foundation seems far from clean; if that bigwig falls, wouldn't my Coinage Certificate be retracted?"

A hint of discomfort lingered!

The perks of wearing the Court's badge on their manor were vividly reflected in this Red Sun event.

"Hope, he won't be thoroughly investigated."

Ning Zheng could only pray thus, "The Saint's assassination is far-reaching, even involving a nobody like me in a remote area."

In the world, sometimes one cannot help oneself; some whirlpools cannot be avoided.

Ultimately, it stems from being too weak, lacking confidence!

"Getting stronger is the best capital for solving unexpected events." Ning Zheng adjusted his mindset, continued to sit cross-legged practicing, and began to prick a frog with a needle.

...

Sword Casting Manor.

People were still discussing today's transition CG plot.

It felt very thrilling, stunning, as if kicking off a new chapter, boarding the great ship of a new era.

Upon entering the martial arts world, one feels a magnificent stirring of winds and clouds.

However, after the Food God brought Shao Chaikun and a group of temporary cafeteria workers to serve the dishes, they stopped being political.

"Who cares, let's eat first. I've been wanting to try the manor's food for ages." A new blacksmith, acting hyperactive, hadn't stopped all day.

"Leave the plot analysis to the big shots outside."

"I'm hungry too."

"Eat, eat, so happy."

A group of people sat by the bonfire to eat.

The third ironworkers' welcome party was still grand, with more dishes than usual.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

Halfway through the feast, the Medical Fairy stood up and spoke to the new blacksmiths gathered around the bonfires:

"Everyone! Any girls studying medicine? Please join my medical clinic!"

"Today, the transitional animation for the third batch of blacksmiths clearly indicates that the main storyline involves medicine!"

"Next, the Saint will surely summon the famous physicians of the world to begin treating the eyes. It's time for our clinic to continually research medical skills, upgrade medical techniques, then step on stage to treat the Saint and save the world!"

"I've already visualized the scene: The Saint's enormous body appears before the manor, bends down, and I, with a toothpick in hand, repair his eyelashes and fix the lens."

Clap clap clap!

A group of newcomers applauded, their eyes shining brightly. Just imagining the scene was incredibly cool, explosively awesome!

They thought the Medical Fairy was indeed a high-level player.

It made sense; if the transitional plot was Hou Yi shooting the sun, then it had everything to do with them, didn't it?

Next up, wasn't it the storyline where diseases get treated?

If they can sell toothpick weapons to giants, they can certainly treat the giants' eyes.

Very reasonable, one must learn to be adaptable.

"Ignore her!"

Shao Chaikun squatted by the bonfire, holding his food, loudly retorting: "With your medical skills, you'd just put two big bladders in someone's eye sockets? In the future, when we look at the sky, damn, a bladder sun, bladder moon! Where did Ultraman's eye come from?"

"You're asking for it!" The Medical Fairy was furious.

"Loser~ Loser~" Shao Chaikun took off running.

The Medical Fairy, even angrier, chased after him, and the two of them kicked up a whirlwind of dust around the buildings.

"No, this isn't a disease treatment storyline, clearly it's the opening of the forging branch's main line."

At this point, Daojiu stood up and said in a deep voice: "The world cannot exist a day without the sun and moon."

"If I'm not mistaken, during the period when the Saint is being treated, they will summon divine craftsmen from all over the world to forge Divine Artifacts - the moon, the sun, to illuminate the Nine-State."

"Flesh eyeballs are fragile and get easily shot by Hou Yi."

"Mechanical eyeballs ascend; 24k titanium alloy dog eyes can dazzle the entire Nine-State, equipped with anti-explosion goggles, and no matter how many those assassins shoot, they can't penetrate it!"

"We need to give those archery enthusiasts like Hou Yi a hard lesson, make them realize the quality of our Huaxia's explosion-proof tempered glass!"

The crowd was dizzy from hearing his boasting. Although the welcome party was an environment for some mutual bragging icebreaking, these old blacksmiths were too boastful!

They felt that Daojiu, normally silent and just focused on forging, seemed influenced by these boasters.

Well, in high EQ terms, he's become more open.

Daojiu said:

"And we've just ascended to the Xinyi Divine Artisan List. As a Divine Craftsman, I might soon be summoned to the capital, meet the Emperor, gather the power of the nation to forge the Qi Fortune Divine Artifact - the Sun Moon, to eternally settle the Nine-State."

As soon as they heard this, the crowd also felt he made sense.

It sounded extremely thrilling, full of a grand sense of history.

This game, it's a forging main line!

Theoretically, the designers couldn't possibly let the game be one-sidedly focused.

No matter what plot arises, it's all solved by crafting weapons.

This is likely!

We, the Divine Craftsmen - anonymously leading all Divine Craftsmen to forge Divine Artifacts, just thinking about it is extremely exciting.

Then, the Mudworker stood up to speak from experience:

"Everyone, join our Spiritual Agriculture Department! Farming is the fundamental power of everything, and Spiritual Root is the foundation of our Immortal Path."

"Creating a new round of sun and moon, do you think it requires blacksmiths? No, it needs Spirit Farmers!"

The crowd was speechless at hearing this.

Physicians treating eyes, blacksmiths forging the sun and moon, made some sense, but cultivating Spirit Grass? That's going too far!

But the Mudworker continued: "Do you remember traditional mythology, what are the sun and moon?"

"We cultivate Moon Trees to become the moon."

"We cultivate Golden Crow Trees to become the sun!"

"The next big storyline, the Holy Emperor clearly is going to summon Spirit Farmers to nurture these two supreme Divine Plants!"

Hearing this, everyone thought it also seemed reasonable.

They recalled a term: Earth Vein.

Though they didn't know what Earth Vein truly was, but it felt like a root, a great tree. Planting a Sun Tree and Moon Tree on it seemed reasonable enough.

It added a more mythical flavor.

However, the next blacksmith to speak was even more excessive.

Someone shouted: "Everyone, the next main storyline, is clearly Alchemy!"

"This sun and moon are obviously pills, round as they are, clearly Golden Cores refined by Supreme Laojun, the sun, the moon."

"Don't forget Sun Wukong's eyeballs, his Eyes of Golden Flame, were refined in an Alchemy Furnace, they can serve as the sun and moon!"

"Our Alchemy Room has no one in charge yet, so we're inviting wealthy participants to join."

Hearing this, everyone felt their minds go blank, feeling like their brains were shrinking.

This person was reaching beyond reason, using any means to recruit people.

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