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At night, the forum was still bustling.

They were joking around, not taking things seriously, unlike Ning Zheng who was so tense.

The game planners love playing this setup.

Even in games set in a prosperous era, after a few expansion packs, they quickly turn it into a chaotic world.

Chaos is the main stage for their Sword Casting Manor.

The main storyline fits well.

Night Mad Cultivator: "Nine out of ten times, it's the Sun Moon annihilating the world."

Jiucai Rong: "Exactly, the planner's mindset is too easy to guess, even a capitalist like me understands—old steward says annihilation, who can annihilate the world? War Lords? Rebels? No one can reach that level, it must be the Sun Moon."

Immortal Aunt: "Exactly, with the current Saint dead, it's obvious that the Ghost Moon, Ghost Sun, might have emerged. These are historically the strongest ominous and ghostly existences, like time bombs."

When the Saint was alive, the Sun and Moon illuminated the Nine-State, benefiting people and cleansing the world of Muddy Qi, delaying the Red Sun so that it only came once every 150 years.

After the Saint died, the logic he maintained in life continued. The Sun and Moon illuminated the Nine-State, but who could withstand the ghostly sun's rays shining on them?

Is the deceased Saint purifying the world of Muddy Qi?

No, he's purifying the living people on earth!

The more diligent he was in life, the more harmful he was in death.

Jiucai Rong: "How ironic? The more of a mythical hero of Saintly wisdom he was, the more of a massive calamity he becomes in the world after death!"

Shrimp Catcher: "This worldview is so dark. The Saint himself wouldn't want this, knowing that after his death he would unknowingly harm all the world's people... how desperate would he feel facing such a future?"

Lin Meimei: "The Saint is so pitiful, sob sob sob."

This worldview is incredible, a masterpiece, and yet incomparably melancholic.

The more he loved the people in life.

The more he harmed them in death.

Su Yuniang: "By the way, what's the situation with the newly appointed Saint?"

Shao Chaikun: "Emperors take turns being in power; it doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't affect our status in the Court."

Mudworker: "Exactly, we are from the Ministry of Industry—Military Equipment Bureau—Xi Rong, whoever takes power has to rely on us blacksmithing leeks to protect the Court."

Daojiu: "That's quite a high self-awareness for this leek."

Night Mad Cultivator: "Cough, cough, we are high-level leeks, ministers with official Court positions, even third-grade officials! Renowned reforming Divine Craftsmen of the Nine-State! Technological talents, of course, our manor is too weak, we're here to withstand an apocalypse, a large-scale sweeping AOE, so as not to be affected."

Everyone understood.

When a Saint dies, it's certainly the Earth-bound Spirit that inhabits its grave [Between the Scales].

And the range of the Earth-bound Spirit's activity isn't that large, it probably can't reach very far from the Capital City, how could it threaten the Nine-State?

Of course.

An Earth-bound Spirit can't go out, but its Dharma Aspect can!

Surely it's Jiu Shui Saint's Sun and Moon patrolling the Nine-State that causes the super disaster.

So the question arises.

"Why is the new Saint so weak? He can't subdue the Jiu Shui Saint inside the Imperial Mausoleum [Between the Scales]?"

"Too soft."

"Exactly, it must be because he escaped from the Imperial Mausoleum and the new Saint couldn't defeat him, thus causing harm to the world."

"Cry cry cry."

"It's all the new Saint's fault, when Jiu Shui Saint died, he surely buried himself properly, could he not know what would happen after his death? So, tightly sealed, who exactly uncovered his coffin lid?"

"What the person above said is correct, but watch your tone."

...

As they talked, they came up with the rough plotline.

After all, Ning Zheng's implication was very obvious.

Who can cause the apocalypse?

Right at the moment of the Saint's demise, those who know, know.

"They are crazily discussing but don't care at all about how I... can foresee the future apocalypse event."

Ning Zheng wanted to complain a little,

"Perhaps, in their eyes, planners are all capable of foreseeing the future."

"If you can't foresee the future or manipulate probabilities, then you're not a qualified game planner."

Ning Zheng just skimmed over it, finding no major issues.

He was thinking to himself:

Why is the newly appointed Saint so weak...

Passing the position of Saint to you, yet soon after, so many issues arise? Can't even guard the former Saint's tomb?

——He really wanted to see who the new Saint was in the end.

Ning Zheng pondered, continuously scanning these posts, watching their excited discussions, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Laughing while the world ends."

"Ultimately, they are just travelers from another world, never truly belonging to this world."

"They, as passersby, cannot permanently belong here."

Ning Zheng was also clearheaded about this.

In terms of subordinates who truly integrated into this era, it's actually those Ember kids of theirs.

They are Ning Zheng's real underlings, the natives.

Like Ember Jiucai Rong, Ember Sword Fairy, Ember Daojiu...this has already replicated a whole crew.

Even if these living blacksmiths were kicked out, he wouldn't panic.

——The manor's replicated blacksmiths make a grand entrance!

Just waiting for these Ember kids to awaken, revive, and fully traverse, becoming true natives!

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They would truly accompany him, protect this Sword Casting Faction for decades, centuries, growing into a grand Holy Land, an ancient noble family.

Of course.

The role of these living blacksmiths is still significant for now.

Although the Qi Fortune Value they provide doesn't match the Daily Fortune Value of a prison, they are like living water, continuously forging weapons, creating new Embers...

Like the source of an army's arsenal, crazy in barracks, weapon manufacturing.

...

The next morning.

The weather noticeably warmed up.

A morning sun slowly rose from the gaps between the mountains.

The snow on the ground evidently began to melt, and the weather had significantly warmed up.

Creak.

Pushed open the door, and looked at the scenery outside.

"Calculating the time, this winter is almost coming to an end."

Ning Zheng thought the court acted fast; the Sun Moon disappeared only over two months ago and yet has risen again.

"What a pity about the Saint..."

"In the end, it's a tragedy."

Ning Zheng sighed.

Up to this day, Ning Zheng still did not know the true identity, origin, or name of the Saint, nor his history from hundreds of thousands of years ago.

It was only within the tomb of the [Scaly Gate] where the tomb owner Li Wanqi briefly glimpsed the youthful image of a scholar from 280,000 years ago.

"Only within the person's own tomb, recreating his hometown city, can his past be known."

Ning Zheng muttered softly:

"Just like Li Wanqi, the tomb owner of [Scaly Gate], where one can see her youthful rise and hatred..."

"If I have a plan, I should go to the new Imperial Mausoleum [Between the Scales] to see it; the Saint's entire life is buried there."

Ning Zheng looked up at the gentle sun.

The Sun Moon on Xinyi Continent, he didn't know who constructed it either.

The sun by day, the moon by night, both reflecting a different Divine Tree's phantom, branches swaying, starlight twinkling.

Occasionally seeing some stars, some Immortals landing on the Sun Moon above, drinking tea on the leaves, being guests, and discussing Tao, so carefree.

Does this also provide a resting place for those patrolling the stars on Xinyi Continent? Going fishing?

Ning Zheng was somewhat surprised.

What a pity it wasn't constructed by me, otherwise I could secretly use it as a satellite hanging over Xinyi Continent.

But this is just a thought.

No matter which Sun Moon, all the backhands were removed; it's a celestial phenomenon Divine Artifact for public use, serving all living beings under heaven.

The Sun Moon appearing with the Divine Tree makes it seem like a creation from Doukou Continent?

After all, possibly crafted by a Spirit Farmer.

Could it possibly be a real plant?

"Doukou Continent is truly impressive, with a flourishing tree-planting culture, a group of remarkable tree planters, deserving of the title of the premier secondary profession Spirit Farmers!"

"No wonder every Sun Moon team is standardly equipped with a Shennong from the Doukou family, demonstrating their immense influence."

"There's Doukou Hong in the team, I should ask about this Sun Moon one day."

"This is the advantage of networking."

...

Sword Casting Manor.

When Ning Zheng arrived, he found everyone still toying with that Yin Yang Creation Furnace, seemingly quite addicted.

They even moved the furnace to the very center of the manor's plaza, with a crowd gathered around.

"Hahaha, come out now, pathetic bastard of water."

"Tch, see this synthesis guide I researched today, River Demon + shell, come out now, stupid Slowpoke egg!"

"What kind of bullshit, motherfucker, are you cursing."

....

As Ning Zheng passed by the plaza, he frequently looked back, suddenly feeling that they could be so happy even in the last second before the end of the world; after several days, they still didn't tire out, truly addicted.

Especially Shi Youyou from before, they even wanted to tease this cute and cunning girl who loves to cheat by learning from us? Making a splash at the manor so that she learns something special this time.

They had already prepared several strategy posts online to give Shi Youyou a fright.

But now?

This time when she came to play with them, the blacksmiths ignored her, directly drove her away.

Faces full of: Go, go, go, what's there to tease about, couldn't be bothered using the plan, it interferes with my pet fusion!

"Truly carefree."

He gathered a group of senior members of the manor and headed to the steward's house for a meeting.

Yesterday's city trip, all the fun to be had, all the madness, had concluded, vacation over.

The manor should resume work again.

Ning Zheng sat at the chief seat, looking at everyone below:

"Now, formally discuss our manor's development, share your recent suggestions."

Everyone exchanged glances.

The manor's development advisor, Night Mad Cultivator stepped out:

"Old Master, we currently believe that our main direction is solely to stay alive first."

"Shelter."

"We are about to enter a doomsday survival model, this disaster is no different from our homeland's prehistoric flood, akin to the coming of the Ice Age..."

"Vast solar and lunar floodwaters sweeping across the land, illuminating the 'Ghost People' in the Saint's eyes."

"Shelter is the key to surviving the apocalypse; first, we must prepare water, food, meat, and various supplies."

"We already have most of these from our last heist; after some replenishment, there's nothing to worry about, the next crucial step is the Defense Array."

Ning Zheng nodded.

Doomsday survival, Defense Array, are the most vital.

This Two-Phase Realm defense array is quite strong already.

The Three Elements Realm families of other local city-states have, after breaking through the Two-Phase Realm, the right to build independent private cities, using this type of two-phase array.

Here, seven or eight were stuffed in, yet they couldn't withstand it at all.

The Qi Fortune started showing signs of death, which is very troublesome.

Under the gaze of the Saint's eyes, all beneath the sect leader level of the One Heart Realm are ants, truly frightening.

"This truly is an unprecedented Evil God, can't be looked at! Can't be heard!"

Night Mad Cultivator said:

"We'd best obtain a batch of High Tier defense arrays through channels in the Capital City, luckily within our secondary profession circle, we exchange resources, seeking a few Divine Array Masters to custom-make some arrays for our manor is quite normal."

They have an inherent advantage.

If it were outsiders, even High Tier combat stream cultivators might not sell to you.

If you want to customize, you have to queue...

Aren't there countless powerful cultivators under heaven?

Cultivating a High Tier professional costs several times more than a combat cultivator; their experience, skills, were all smashed out with money.

Those Divine-level professionals have countless clients queued, just like their Xirong Divine Craftsman, they're in high demand.

But now, everyone's friends within the same circle, you help me, I help you, there's no issue at all.

Customizing a Defense Array is not a problem.