Now Ning Zheng's treatment is unprecedented.

The forces of the Three Element Realm directly enjoy the resources and circles of the One Mind Realm forces.

Charlatans, infiltrating the imperial city, fox fake tiger might.

"Still, we're a little bit short of money."

Ning Zheng pondered.

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

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

The investment of tens of millions of legal money is a bit large.

And there's really no money lately.

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

Will it fail?

Ning Zheng didn't know.

In short, he knew that there must be a guaranteed [New Race] Shemale Hybrid.

Terrans are the most adaptable bloodline.

Mythical beasts + humans.

With a universal synthesis formula, this synthesis is bound to 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 nothing good to explain this.

It's a backward version of the era.,It's about to enter the [Pinch Race] option.,Why do you want this?

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

The God of Food thinks this option is very good, there are more people, and his canteen also makes a lot of money.

Especially recently, he also picked up books and studied an unpopular profession, spiritual cook.

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

The money he earns belongs to small profits and quick turnover.

The actual earning power of the canteen is far greater than that of the medical center.

After all, who sees a doctor every day? Aunt Fairy and the medical fairy are crazy about cutting leeks, and they are not his opponents.

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

It's that he earns more, but he also spends more.

Every day, you have to post daily tasks [cooking], [washing], [cooking], hire a lot of waiters to do the work, prepare food for hundreds of people, and the profits will be divided.

It's not like the medical hall, how much you earn, how much profit you make, it's terrifying.

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

Aunt Xian touched her chin, "I think the voucher of 500 magic money is good, simple and real." ”

"100 blacksmiths, 500 magic money, choose one of the two." Leek Rong said lightly: "The remaining reset resurrection times are basically mandatory rewards. ”

Right now.

The number of deaths per capita in the villa has been more than a dozen.

Death at a time is as high as more than 100 magic money.

The local tyrant who has died the most has died more than 30 times, +10 magic money each time, and now he is resurrected as much as more than 300 magic money.

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

And who is this blacksmith who has been resurrected more than thirty times?

Leek Rong.

More than 30 card draws, the normal explosion rate is: 3 babies.

But he only gave birth to one baby.

It's so miserable, what does this make the local tyrant do?

That's the downside of the fact that the card pool doesn't have a guarantee.

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

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

Today, the first rich brother in Leek Rong Villa is so poor that he is tinkling.

Burning Chai Kun looked at Leek Rong:

"This product also said before that he wanted to recover the spare money in the hands of the little blacksmith for the owner, but I didn't expect him to lead by example."

The God of Food grinned: "He really, I cried to death." ”

Ahem, ahem.

Leek Rong coughed twice:

"That's it, reset the number of resurrections, the remaining 500 magic money, 100 blacksmiths, vote."

"It is worth mentioning that out of 100 blacksmiths, according to convention, 50 are randomly selected, and 50 are sent to various departments in the number of invitations, and you choose your own people."

The implication is that you can sell your own places for money by selling your own places, or you can pick some masters to come in.

Actually, both rewards are similar.

500 pieces of French money can be sold to the local tyrants in the villa for RMB.

50 places can be sold to local tyrants outside for RMB.

Don't think that the option of 500 magic money is huge.

The reason why it skyrocketed to 200 yuan a piece was because of the competition for [Artifact Baby], and a group of people were willing to bid for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

But now that this option is chosen, the price of recycling money is estimated to have plummeted.

After all, the market has integrated a large amount of legal money, with 500 pieces per person, do you think the local tyrant is a fool?

These sand blacksmiths will inevitably compete to sell to local tyrants, and the price of each one is lower than the other.

Exchange rate crashes are normal.

And as the blacksmith's earning power rises, the money will inevitably fall more and more.

The economic system of a game will inevitably become cheaper and cheaper with the operation of the game and the crazy work of the brick-moving party.

The same is true of the monetary law of the lodge.

Ultimately.

A wave of votes from the blacksmiths, with 100 blacksmiths winning.

After all, you can also make money by selling places, and there are 100 blacksmiths who come in as leeks, which is obviously more cost-effective.

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

"From now on, we will have five hundred little blacksmiths."

"Hehe, it's reset, the resurrection is reset, the initial resurrection has become 10 magic money again, I want to die a wave."

Receiving the reward, a group of people are happy.

Ning Zheng looked at their cheers and joy, and also smiled, and turned his head to go down the mountain

Nothing was said all night.

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

"Damn, I'm finally in."

"Woo woo, fifth batch."

"Fifty kryptonite tyrants, fifty random European emperors."

"This is called the balance of combat power, understand? The local tyrant relies on money to draw cards, and the European emperor relies on his mother to draw cards, so he may not know who wins and who loses. ”

"Against the sky! I'm going to get petted. ”

"Where's the money?"

"Hehehehe, I supervised several stealing leeks in [Audience Perspective], and I booked the money, and I want to collect it as start-up capital."

At the door, a group of new budding blacksmiths stood around, looking around curiously, their faces full of excitement.

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Some people took the lead in eating dirt, lying on the ground and gnawing, trying to deceive people

Everyone looked at him with stupid eyes, and their eyes were full of: Eat quickly, you eat quickly???

Why don't you cheat with me?

It's over, I'm a clown.

The new blacksmith who tried to deceive people has become a new fool.

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

This group of people rushed in, and a few small blacksmiths from the sect held up [recruit new people, 2 magic money once], ready to pick up customers.

Everyone was quickly settled in the dormitory.

Today's dormitory is already two buildings, living 500 people, the area is not small, and there are dormitory pipes and hot water pipes.

There is also a laundry tool researched by the blacksmith shop, 1 magic coin at a time.

If the people in Pyeongchang City outside saw it, 1 piece of money to wash clothes once, even Zhang Huaping estimated that he would like to run to the villa to be a washer, and the money of these leek blacksmiths is really easy to make.

After Ning Zheng watched them settle down, he asked them to gather in the square and give a speech:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our mountain villa is opening a new [Yin Yang Ark Series] weapon, please work together to create a better tomorrow."

"And, in order to welcome newcomers today, our villa has special easter eggs, please work hard to dig them."

Hearing this, everyone began to speculate.

"Easter eggs?"

"Shhhhhh

"Maybe it's a high explosion rate today? I'll give it a try. ”

"I'll go and have a look."

"I'm going to smoke the spirit root."

Ning Zheng smiled heartily when he listened to the voice behind him, and the easter egg was of course Xin'e's copy of the secret realm route.

100,000 magic money opened a magical power.

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

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

This is the main plot that belongs to the female blacksmiths.

As for the plot of the male blacksmith?

I'm sorry.

The battle plot of the male blacksmith, ten boss branches, has long been opened to them

Nursery, the emperor's tomb.

Princess Xin'e in the house.

The pond is surrounded by spiritual mist, smoke curls, and Xin'e is bathing.

It can be seen that the behavior of this person before his death is very logical, and can even be described as boring.

It's just the daily life of a big lady.

Reading and writing, bathing and chatting, occasionally going out to relieve the people, and accumulating yin virtue for his father, who was called a tyrant by the world.

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

In the eyes of the monks, she is just a mortal, and no matter how much she uses heaven and earth, she is only a few hundred years of life, and sooner or later she will die of old age, just an inconspicuous wave in the eyes of her long-lived father.

One retreat and she may pass away.

She has only seen her father dozens of times in her life, and the benefits she receives now are just the treatment that the royal family should have.

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

That's what Xin'e originally thought in her heart.

The princesses, princes, and even princes who did not succeed in ascending the throne basically did not have their own separate mausoleums.

The mausoleums of their royals share one, and that is the imperial tomb of the saint.

Only a small number of princes with different surnames will be buried in the cities they rule.

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

Her fate then changed.

The future is turned upside down, the acquired spiritual root appears, and he, a mortal, can actually start cultivating, and he also takes over the world-famous Wusheng Sect.

"But didn't they say they were out to explore the news? Why hasn't it been more than ten days, and I haven't come back yet, so nothing will happen, right? ”

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

The maid Xiaoyu wiped the back of the princess and said: "Recently, there has been no news in the mortal world, and the group of traversers has disappeared, leaving only those exercises to open the spiritual root, and the people are making a fuss. ”

This tomb has the descendants of the living people who were buried back then, and many of them do not have spiritual roots, so they are naturally competing to open spiritual roots.

"However, there is nothing wrong with the traverser, but Your Majesty seems to have 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." ”

"Huh?" Xin'e was stunned: "Are you going back?" That father must have been busy. ”

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

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

The last time those disciples of the traverser taught them to fight the landlord, saying that this was the favorite chess and card game of her, the future childless mother.

Among them, it is implicitly combined to overthrow the world, overthrow the innate spiritual root, and the brave spirit of the peasants and the common people to criticize the immortals.

Not to mention.

Xin'e thought it was fun.

After he got acquainted with the three of them, the maid, and Sanhua were familiar with each other, those sect members politely let her go and let her win all the time.

After a while, two maids accompanied her and began to fight the landlord.

Crash.

At this moment, a flower suddenly popped up, and countless murmurs of the Wusheng Sect came, and the voices of thousands of the Wusheng Sect kept coming "It's not as good as the Wusheng" and "Praise the Wusheng".

But there's also some jumbled noise.

"Wonderland on earth."

"It's better to have no life." The Immortal shouted feverishly.

"My sister is so beautiful, my sister killed me."

"Xiao Mengxin, who has just debuted, can he really participate in such a large-scale event?"

"Praise the lifeless!" The Immortals shouted in unison.

"Whoa, these little feet, so astringent and domineering, come and step on me."

"Who, who's talking, a blacksmith in our crowd?"

"No, there is no transgender landing function yet, it's all girls."

"Which sister is so rebellious."

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

This made Xin'e a little happy and ecstatic.

"My lord, we came back this time and found the spiritual root that bloomed three flowers for you." Ember Su Yu Niang shouted.

"Praise the childless mother! ~”

"When the spiritual root is opened, let's fight the landlord! We must swear by this activity that we will fight the determination of the class! ”

A group of hairpins next to her, embroiderers, are also happily echoing.

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

The voice fell.

There is also a three-flower growing next to it.

With the help of a group of hairpin embroiderers, Princess Xin'e quickly pulled out the three flowers and began to close her eyes and recuperate, and practiced.

After a while, Xin'e directly followed the process of Sanhua and opened the immortal gate.

A huge yin qi rose up in her body, making her eyes bright:

"I made it."

"I, a mortal, have really stepped into cultivation."

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