This group of players is more cunning than cunning

"Well, let's leave it like this for now. If it's really not suitable, we can change it later!"

Ning Zheng became more confident and planned to officially start recruiting people.

After all, Zhujian Villa has been vacant for several days, ready to welcome new friends.

He didn't even think of living in Zhujian Villa.

It's also very nice for him to live in Lingzhuang at the foot of the mountain. Everyone here is full of geniuses, and the lovely folks are a source of income.

Soon, Xiao Ai made a simple official website, and people left messages.

[Road Rage Oni: Fully Virtual Simulation 100%? Are you kidding me? Is the so-called host of this game recruiting a dog planner in the game? 】

[Handsome Guy II: I think it’s quite interesting. Let players be part planners and part players, managing themselves. I’m interested. 】

[Qingqing: It should be a special gameplay. Let me do it. I am the best at managing these stinky leeks who talk nonsense! 】

There are not many messages of all kinds, there are only a few hundred messages throughout the whole day, and it seems that the popularity is not very high.

"We actually got in touch!"

Ning Zheng felt a sense of intimacy when looking at her friends in her hometown. Those familiar square characters made him, a slave in a different world, suddenly feel like he was home.

He came to this world with mediocre forging qualifications, and was targeted by these demons all day long. Even the slaves bullied him.

Even when I fled to the foot of the mountain, I was in constant fear every day, and there was not even a single person alive.

In the past twenty years, although I have developed a tolerant and stable character, my spirit is on the verge of collapse and I am almost going crazy!

Everything is different now.

After connecting to his hometown, seeing the familiar words made him feel like tears filled his eyes.

"Xiao Ai."

【I am here】

"Thank you, Destiny Table and Xiao Ai, thank you."

He is not a hypocritical person. He is very grateful for this "fate" these years, which gives him the confidence to fight against those monsters in this cruel and terrifying world.

Xiao Ai: [You're welcome, please work hard. Life kisses me with pain, but I respond with songs. 】

Although Xiao Ai looks dull, he has a lot of vocabulary and seems to occasionally comfort people suddenly, which is very heart-warming.

Xiao Ai: [According to the comparison of active data about the game, the probability of sudden death in the game is as high as 99%. 】

According to the analysis of Xiao Ai's assistant, generally for a game like this with little publicity, it would be good to have a few thousand people. Like most games, it will explode to death.

After all, the game is very busy now!

"Ai, it's okay."

"I only need a hundred people now."

Ning Zheng was a little confused, why did she need so many people.

There is so much waste waiting to be done, and now it is just right to have hundreds of friends come here as guests.

No matter how many people there are, we can't support or manage them now.

Xiao Ai gave a suggestion: [Master, it is recommended that the first test quota is 100, and the audience in the form of wandering souls can set a quota of 900, for a total of 1,000 people. 】

Xiao Ai said that this niche game focuses on social management.

There is no combat system, but there is a unique "spectator system" that can switch the blacksmith's perspective.

It is mainly a harmonious small circle of sword-making enthusiasts. Everyone watches a blacksmith working on a certain sword-making process and learns the sword-making experience.

Ning Zheng originally didn't want to make it so complicated.

But Xiao Ai said that tourists were "queuing for landing", so one hundred people took turns to work 24 hours a day to keep the place full, so Ning Zheng accepted it.

But what he was thinking about was another issue.

He has been alone for a long time, and he is very hospitable. In his understanding, it is probably like opening an inn, where tourists are welcome, and people come to visit as a blacksmith and chat.

But luck merchants have to make deals after all!

You provide the game, they provide the luck.

In order to play games, it’s normal to be unlucky, right?

Moreover, Xiao Ai's assistant also said that this did not seem to affect their real life, would not cause side effects in reality, and would not cause harm to them, so he felt relieved.

However, how much to cut is a question.

A normal person's luck value is about 10 points per day.

If it’s less than 5 points, it’s bad luck!

They may even be seriously injured, die, fall into a manure pit, be pierced by wooden thorns in the eye, become possessed, have their strength reduced, and unfavorable things happen crazily... It can be said that they are possessed by the god of plague and stalked by the god of death.

They came in and were probably killed quickly.

From 7 to 6 o'clock, this is a little bit unlucky, usually it's just bird poop showering your head.

Ning Zheng felt that the cute little blacksmiths might not be able to accept it.

Bird droppings are the most common unlucky trait, and the most harmless and safe.

The reason for the frequent occurrence is also very simple. There are many crows overhead in this mountainous area. If you are unlucky, it is most normal for you to drop bird droppings.

This is a regional specialty.

People who don't live in this area will never know how bad that group of crows is.

He's very smart, he's specifically targeting you for airdrops, and he's even making a triumphant noise.

The creatures standing at the top of the food chain here are not the resentful souls living in Lingzhuang, but the crows that ride on the heads of the resentful souls and poop every day.

Ning Zheng maintains 15 points of luck higher than ordinary people, not for anything else, but mainly to avoid being tricked by those damn crows!

When there was no luck to protect me, the pain I endured was unbearable.

I always carry an umbrella and a sword when I go out.

Ning Zheng had wanted to get rid of these crows a long time ago and return the mountains to clear skies.

All in all, according to his current thinking, each person would get 2 points for smoking and 8 points for normal use. This way, there would be almost no side effects and they could live happily.

After all, playing games is all about having fun.

He remembered how happy he was when he was a kid playing the arcade King of Fighters with his friends, and he naturally hoped that they could be that happy.

He is willing to benefit from each other within his own ability and bring the joy of enjoying the game to everyone.

The only regret is that this "tourist inn" is so conscientiously run, will it be able to recover its capital in the Year of the Monkey?

well.

Of the three options, this one should be the safest and the least rewarding.

...

...

Early next morning.

Ning Zheng finished her meal early, interacted with her sister for a while, and then prepared for today's work with anticipation and curiosity, and went up the mountain to [open the server].

Today is the time for the villa to recruit people, and it is also the first time that I have taken charge of the sword forging work since I became the master of the family. I feel somewhat expectant and uneasy.

They don't know how to recruit serious villagers, and they can't recruit them. They can only study slowly to recruit these special blacksmiths.

"Brother, have a nice trip to the villa."

Ning Qiaoqiao handed the package and sword to Ning Zheng as usual and said goodbye gently at the door.

Ning Zheng nodded, "Well, today is special. The villa is recruiting people. They may come back later. If you are late, you eat first."

He paused, "Our life will get better and better."

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up, filled with dreamy longing, "Really? Find someone to jump into the well as bait for me, I want to fish too! Don't get caught!"

Ning Zheng was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to be so resentful, and said with a smile: "Then the two of us will be at the mouth of the well together, drinking tea, holding fishing rods, enjoying fishing, and we won't have to endure hunger anymore."

The weather is not very good today.

Gloomy black clouds squeezed the sky, cold wind blew the trees under the mountain, and the surrounding environment was gloomy, giving people a feeling of panic.

On the first day of opening, of course, the first step was to recruit stewards and blacksmiths.

He took a mask and transformed himself into a gray-haired old man, playing the role of an old steward from the previous generation who was about to retire.

It is not appropriate for him to show up in person as the owner of the village.

One is that he looks young and looks untrustworthy.

The second is that the cultivation level is too low and it is easy to be exposed. It is better to remain mysterious and powerful without showing up.

The third is to be on guard against others.

Next, Ning Zheng walked along the mountain road while recalling how the old steward received, placed, taught and optimized the new blacksmiths.

Because he really can't make that kind of harsh and abusive face, and his gentle and gentle style is also excellent.

Although he has been enduring darkness, deprivation, and oppression in this world.

But he still believes in treating others with sincerity, and others will treat me with sincerity.

...

...

The game "Swordforge Villa" is completely dark.

"Please enter a name, three to four characters."

"Leek Rong."

After typing three words, his vision suddenly went dark.

Click!

At eight o'clock in the morning, there was a thunder in the sky, lighting up the whole world again.

"Come in? As expected of a small workshop, this is too simple! It's about face-grabbing! It's about krypton gold! It's about race! It's about gender!"

Lian Cairong complained, and a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

Because he immediately felt the wind rustling and hitting his face softly.

He was standing in a forest and could smell the fresh earthy smell in the air.

The moist feeling of morning mist hitting the skin, the buzzing sound of flies flying in the ears, the refreshing smell of fruit trees when reading UU www.uukanshu.net, and the strange, gloomy, depressing and terrifying atmosphere of the mountains in the distance.

"Oh my God! This scenery..."

He raised his head and looked at the vast sky, his eyes showing unbelievable shock.

Strong wind.

Cloudy.

It feels like wandering in a beautiful fairy tale world!

Pfft.

The piece of bird shit that suddenly fell from the head.

"Ma stuff?"

He touched his head with his hand and smelled it. He seemed to have not yet realized what it was, so he instinctively licked his fingers.

"Why does this smell..." He pursed his lips in thought, frowned, and fell into thought again, his expression finally began to become distorted and painful.

Damn it!

Awesome! ! !

He couldn't help but be moved to tears. He bent down and clasped his throat hard with his fingers, and vomited loudly.

Yeah~~Yeah~!

The crows flew across the sky screaming, as if they were mocking.

"Nima, you are such a wild monster who deserves a beating... You look like a monkey in a certain scenic spot!"

Standing on the lawn, Jiucairong silently recorded this grudge and felt everything about nature.

Feeling the twitching and spasms in his stomach and the strong feeling of vomiting, every nerve seemed to be blooming with wonderful chemical effects, making him feel more and more like he was actually alive in this magical world.

How cool!

The wind blowing on my body felt better than drinking a soda that was so refreshing.

How could it be so real! !

"Try again." He was suddenly startled, biting the bark of the big tree next to him with his big white teeth, taking a bite and feeling the bitter and sweet aftertaste on his taste buds.

"Crap! This game can really eat food? How did you do it!?"