Chapter 172 The New Blacksmith Enters, Princess Xin'e Plants Three Flowers

Ning Zheng's current treatment is unprecedented.

The forces of the Three Yuan Realm can directly enjoy the resources and circles of the forces of the One Heart Realm.

A charlatan sneaked into the imperial city and pretended to be powerful.

"However, our money is still a little too little."

Ning Zheng thought.

"Perhaps, it's not that the blacksmiths don't eat resources, the goods are good and cheap, but that they eat too many resources."

"They can't eat the economy because their potential is limited. I have to get them a corpse of a divine beast, so that they can [land] a new race and take off completely."

These tens of millions of magic money are a bit of an investment.

And I really don't have money recently.

As for the purchased divine beast, what race can it be synthesized?

Will it fail?

Ning Zheng doesn't know.

In short, he knows that there must be a guaranteed [new race] of human-demon hybrids.

The human race is the most adaptable bloodline.

Divine beast + human.

Universal synthesis formula, this synthesis must survive.

Just as Ning Zheng was thinking, the little blacksmith next door also began to discuss options.

The first Jiao blood human race must be excluded.

There is no need to explain this.

It is outdated and we are about to enter the [Choose Race] option. Why do we need this?

"100 little blacksmiths, do you want to choose?"

The God of Food thinks this option is very good. With more people, his canteen will also make a lot of money.

Especially recently, he has taken a book and studied a rare profession among the rare professions, the spirit chef.

According to the cooking monster techniques mentioned above, various skills, business is booming.

The money he earns is a small profit but quick turnover.

The actual earning ability of the canteen is far greater than that of the clinic.

After all, who sees a doctor every day? The fairy aunt and the fairy doctor are crazy about cutting leeks, but they are not his opponents.

People have to eat every day, and these foodies will also enjoy it.

It's just that he earns a lot, but he also spends a lot.

Every day, he has to issue daily tasks [cooking], [washing vegetables], [cooking], hire a lot of waiters to work, prepare food for hundreds of people, and the profits are divided.

Unlike the clinic, how much you earn, the profit is basically the same, it's terrible.

"God of Food, do you want to choose more people to come to the cafeteria for dinner?"

Xian Xiaoyi touched her chin, "I think the voucher of 500 magic money is good, simple and practical."

"100 blacksmiths, 500 magic money, choose one of the two." Jiucai Rong said lightly: "The remaining reset of the number of resurrections is basically a must-choose reward."

Now.

The average number of deaths per person in the villa has been more than a dozen times.

It costs more than 100 magic money to die once.

The rich who died the most have died more than 30 times, +10 magic money each time, and now it costs more than 300 magic money to resurrect once.

1000 magic money can only be resurrected three times, who can bear it?

And who is this blacksmith who resurrected more than 30 times?

Jiucai Rong.

More than 30 times of card drawing, the normal explosion rate is: 3 babies.

But Jiucai Rong only produced one baby.

Too miserable, what should the rich do?

This is the disadvantage of the card pool without a guarantee.

Nowadays, many people ask for a card pool guarantee, saying that the planner is so conscientious that it will definitely be added, but Ning Zheng always pretends not to hear it.

It's not that I don't want to add, it's that I don't have the ability to add.

Now, Jiucairong Villa's first rich man is so poor.

Shaochai Kun looked at Jiucairong:

"This guy said before that he would recover the idle money of the little blacksmith for the owner of the villa. I didn't expect that he would set an example himself."

The God of Food smiled: "He really is, I'm crying."

Cough cough cough.

Jiucairong coughed twice:

"It's settled, reset the number of resurrections, and the remaining 500 magic coins and 100 blacksmiths will be decided by voting."

"It is worth mentioning that among the 100 blacksmiths, according to convention, 50 will be randomly selected, and 50 will be sent to various departments with invitations. You can choose your own people."

The implication is that it is your own department, you can sell the quota for money, or you can pick some masters yourself.

In fact, the two rewards are similar.

500 magic coins can be sold to the rich in the villa for RMB.

50 quotas can be sold to the rich outside for RMB.

Don't think that the option of 500 Fa coins is a huge profit.

The reason why the price of Fa coins soared to 200 yuan a piece was because a group of people were willing to bid hundreds of thousands of yuan to compete for [Artifact Baby].

But now that this option is selected, the price of recycled Fa coins is estimated to plummet.

After all, a large amount of Fa coins have been integrated into the market. Do you think the rich are fools if they have 500 coins per person?

These sand sculpture blacksmiths will inevitably compete to sell to the rich, and the price will be lower than the other.

Exchange rate collapse is normal.

And as the blacksmith's ability to make money increases, Fa coins will inevitably fall more and more.

The economic system of a game will inevitably become cheaper and cheaper as the game is operated and the brick-moving party works crazily.

The same is true for the currency law of the villa.

In the end.

After a wave of voting by the blacksmiths, 100 blacksmiths won.

After all, selling quotas can also make money, and there are 100 blacksmiths coming in as leeks, which is obviously more cost-effective.

After selecting the reward, a group of people danced in place with joy.

"From now on, we will have 500 little blacksmiths."

"Hehe, it's reset, the resurrection is reset, the initial resurrection becomes 10 magic coins each time again, I want to die."

After receiving the reward, a group of people are happy.

Ning Zheng looked at their cheers and joy, smiled heartily, and turned around to go down the mountain.

A night of silence.

The next morning, Ning Zheng went to the villa early.

"Fuck, I'm finally in."

"Uuuuuuuuuu, fifth batch."

"Fifty krypton gold tycoons, fifty random European emperors."

"Do you understand this is called a balance of combat power? The local tycoon relies on money to draw cards, and the European emperor relies on his mother to draw cards. It's uncertain who will win and who will lose."

"It's against the sky! I'm going to join the pet."

"Where did the money come from?"

"Hehehe, I supervised several thefts of leeks from [audience perspective] and recorded the legal money. I'm going to collect the start-up capital."

A group of new little blacksmiths stood at the door, looking around curiously and with excitement on their faces.

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Some people take the lead in eating dirt, lying on the ground and chewing it, trying to deceive others.

Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot, and their eyes were all: Eat quickly, eat quickly. ? ? ?

Why don't you lie with me?

It's over, I've become a clown.

The cute new blacksmith who tried to deceive people turned out to be the new idiot.

Ning Zheng skillfully opened the door of the villa and let the blacksmith in.

This group of people swarmed in, and several young blacksmiths from the sect held up [Recruiting New People to Lead the Way, 2 French Money at a Time], ready to receive guests.

Everyone was quickly settled in the dormitory building.

Today's villa dormitory has two buildings, housing 500 people. The area is not small, and it is also equipped with dormitory pipes and hot water pipes.

There are also laundry magic tools developed in the blacksmith shop, which cost 1 magic coin each time.

If people outside in Pingchang City saw that one French coin was used to wash clothes, even Zhang Huaping would probably like to go to the villa to work as a washermaid. These Leek Blacksmiths make really good money.

After Ning Zheng watched them complete their arrangements, he asked them to gather in the square and gave a speech:

"Everyone, our Villa is launching new [Yin Yang Ark Series] weapons. Please work together to create a better tomorrow."

"Also, our villa has special easter eggs to welcome newcomers today, so please work hard to dig them out."

After hearing this, everyone began to speculate.

"Easter egg?"

"Shh, I think I guessed it."

"Maybe it's because the explosion rate is high today? I'll go to Hepet and give it a try."

"I'm going to go blacksmithing."

"I'm going to draw the spiritual root."

Ning Zheng smiled knowingly when she heard the voice behind her. The easter egg was of course Xin'e's dungeon secret route.

One hundred thousand Dharma money opened a magical power.

In the past few days, I have liked another 40,000 luck points.

You can give them +20,000 luck points, +20,000 to yourself, and go to Princess Xin'e's Mansion together.

This is the main storyline belonging to the female blacksmiths.

As for the plot about the male blacksmith?

Feel sorry.

The battle plot of the male blacksmith and the ten boss branches have already been opened to them.

Nursery, Emperor's Tomb.

In the palace of Princess Xin'e.

Above the pond, surrounded by spiritual mist and smoke, Xin'e was taking a bath.

It can be seen that this man's behavior during his lifetime was very logical, and could even be described as boring.

Just the daily life of a young lady.

Reading and writing, taking a bath and chatting, and occasionally going out to help the people, to accumulate some virtue for my father, who was called a tyrant by the world.

In the eyes of the people, she is a gentle, decent and kind-hearted princess.

In the eyes of the monks, she was just a mortal, and no matter how much she used heavenly materials and earthly treasures, she would only live for a few hundred years. Sooner or later, she would die of old age, just an inconspicuous wave in the eyes of her long-lived father.

She might pass away just by practicing in seclusion.

She has only met her father a few dozen times in her life, and the benefits she receives now are just the treatment that a royal family deserves.

"Perhaps, the only value of my life is to be buried with him."

Xin'e originally thought so.

Princesses, princes, and even princes who have not successfully ascended the throne basically do not have their own separate mausoleums.

The tombs of their royal family members share one, which is the imperial tomb of the saint.

Only a small number of princes and kings with different surnames from various territories were buried in the cities they ruled.

After death, she was buried with her and entered the imperial mausoleum. This was the fate that Princess Xin'e could imagine originally, but with the arrival of the "travelers".

Her fate changed accordingly.

The future is turned upside down, the acquired spiritual root appears, and I, a mortal, can actually start practicing and take over the world-famous Wusheng Sect.

"But, didn't they say they went out to explore for news? Why haven't they come back after more than ten days? Is there anything going on?"

Princess Xin'e was worried, stood up, put on her bathrobe, and sat down by the pond, "Xiaoyu, is there any news recently?"

The maid Xiaoyu wiped the princess's back and said: "There has been no news in the mortal world recently. The group of time-travelers disappeared, leaving only those techniques to open spiritual roots, and the people are making a fuss."

This tomb contains the descendants of the living people who were buried with them at that time. Many of them do not have spiritual roots, so naturally they are vying to open their spiritual roots.

"However, there is nothing wrong with the time traveler, but it seems that your Majesty has something big." The maid Xiaoyu said: "Your Majesty, it seems that you are preparing to move the capital and return to the capital in the nursery."

"Ah?" Xin'e was stunned: "Are you going back? Then my father must be very busy."

"Princess, we are moving the capital back to the capital." The maid was a little worried.

The two chatted for a while and had nothing to do. Xin'e said, "Let's fight the landlord."

The last time the believers of those who traveled through time taught them to play Landlord, saying that this was the favorite board game of her future lifeless old mother.

It secretly coincides with the courageous spirit of overthrowing the world, overthrowing the innate spiritual roots, and the peasants and common people criticizing the immortals.

Not to mention.

Xin'e thought it was quite fun.

After he, the maid, and Sanhua played several games to get familiar with each other, the believers were very polite and let her win all the time.

After a while, the two maids accompanied her to play Landlord.

Crash.

At this moment, a flower suddenly emerged, and countless Wusheng sect muttered, and thousands of Wusheng sects kept saying "not as good as Wusheng" and "praise Wusheng".

But there were also some messy noises.

"Fairyland on earth."

"Not as good as Wusheng." Wusheng believers shouted enthusiastically.

"Sister is so beautiful, sister kill me."

"Can the little newbie who just appeared really participate in such a large-scale event?"

"Praise Wusheng!" Wusheng believers shouted together.

"Ah, ah, this little foot, so astringent and domineering, come and step on me."

"Who, who is talking, is there a male blacksmith mixed in with our crowd?"

"No, there is no function of transgender login yet, all are girls."

"Which sister is so rebellious."

The countless voices of the Wusheng Sect, mixed with some inexplicable voices, came.

This made Xin'e a little happy and ecstatic.

"Sir, we came back this time and found the spiritual root of the three flowers for you." Yujin Su Yuniang shouted.

"Praise Wusheng Old Mother!"

"When the spiritual root is opened, let's play Landlord! We must use this activity to swear that we are determined to fight the class!"

A group of hairpin ladies and embroiderers next to them also happily echoed.

This group activity is really fun, this scenery, this pond, these beautiful legs, this beauty, love it.

As soon as the voice fell.

A three-flower also grew next to it.

With the help of a group of hairpin and embroidery ladies, Princess Xin'e quickly pulled out the three flowers and began to close her eyes to rest and practice.

After a long while, Xin'e directly followed the three flowers in the process and opened the immortal gate.

A huge yin energy rose from her body, making her eyes bright:

"I succeeded."

"I, a mortal, actually stepped into practice."

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