Two days have passed.

Ning Zheng still hasn't received any news from Shi Youxing about the procurement, though she did inquire halfway through.

Shi Youxing explained that the black market merchant he knows recently couldn't get in touch with the Court's internal prison staff, so it'll take some time.

Ning Zheng thought about it, and after the two-day cool-off period, she suddenly realized she shouldn't have high expectations!

Even if there are some, it's likely only a few, or just a dozen or so.

After all, they've all been withdrawn, where would there be so much stock in the short term?

Even if there is stock, it's likely in various official regions, and only their Red Sun wasn't taken away, but obtaining this type of Ghost from them is very difficult for herself!

Only this one City Guard, with his powerful connections in life, managed to obtain a large amount of female Ghosts with special attributes.

While Ning Zheng awaited news from Shi Youxing, the blacksmiths were not idle either.

The mailbox system was fully prepared, and many began writing letters.

And the Enchanter's building—the Enchantment Bookstore, became the place for writing letters and selling stamps in the mountains.

After all, the Enchanter leader Su Yuniang, her Embers is precisely the prison warden below the mountain.

She can only let the Enchanter earn a hefty sum.

The bookstore also sells drinks like coffee, milk tea.

It has become the village library, with shelves filled with books on the Three Flowers.

White tables and chairs, exquisite vases, ink paintings on the wall, various small Magical Artifacts placed in corners—very refined.

The overall atmosphere exudes elegance and a scholarly feel.

On the wall hangs a massive "Public Phone", a giant copper Painting Card, five meters by five meters, like a huge Copper Mirror.

One Magic Coin per use.

It allows real-time communication with the "Public Phone" Painting Card at the prison, facilitating deepening relationships.

Charges for stamps and phone usage led many to curse at the black-heartedness!

On the right side of the bookstore's shelf, the first batch of stamps produced in the village below is being sold.

The designs are created by various blacksmiths.

The exquisite and beautiful patterns resemble emblems, waiting in the glass window cabinets for people to purchase.

The stamp drawing lessons were taught by those two male Talisman Masters.

This left the two Four Viscera Realm Talisman Masters feeling like crying, pondering how they ended up teaching this stuff?

Of course, the blacksmiths had many objections about this.

They demanded Su Yuniang isolate these two Talisman Masters alone, prohibiting any contact with them.

Clearly, the risk-avoidance awareness was strong.

At this moment.

Many were sitting in chairs, biting their pens, racking their brains, thinking about how to write romantic words.

The welcoming level for Human Race women was average.

Rather, scarcity makes things precious.

Those two hundred Beast-eared Ladies were the most popular.

According to their ranking outside the Red House Card Pool called the "Prison Card Pool".

The Bear Paw Maiden ranked first by the number of love letters, earning the title: Prison Courtesan.

And what's extremely absurd:

The number of girls writing love letters to the Bear Paw Maiden far exceeded that of boys.

Because everyone expressed the desire to squeeze her bear paw, like the adorable soft pads of a kitten.

The soft and fluffy little bear paw.

Feels like the soft, cute panda dumpling transformed, who can resist that?

No one can refuse, and many Hairpin Ladies were frantically writing love letters.

And that Bear Paw Maiden was stunned, probably never thinking in her life that after thousands of years of seemingly ordinary existence, she'd suddenly reach the peak.

"This card pool, so difficult."

The Mudworker painfully grabbed his hair, sipped his drink, "What if I can't talk love."

"Ah!~"

The Shrimp Catcher also screamed, scratching his head:

"I thought bringing back over two thousand beautiful NPCs was heavenly rewards! But actually, this was only the first step, needing to move them back to the card pool, placing them in our village's permanent daily card pool of over 2000."

"To draw cards, you must spend money, give gifts, enhance their favorability then have a chance to successfully draw."

Truly worthy of a village that plays the card pool type games excellently.

Spirit Root Drawing, Weapon Drawing, Red House Drawing, Tavern Drawing, Graveyard Drawing, Couple Drawing...

Anything can be drawn.

Even distant communication, true love, isn't something easily able to increase favorability.

At this moment, Su Yuniang, the owner of the Enchantment Bookstore, walked over with a smiling face:

"Need some romance consultancy? Just one Magic Coin, social relationship guru Su Yuniang at your service!"

"Also, I have confidential information from the warden of the prison below, Su Yuniang, about your sweetheart, interested to know?"

The Mudworker trembled with rage.

Darn it, she really made money.

Su Yuniang this character, won't she become like the Medical Fairy of the clinic, suddenly getting rich off the love letter mailbox system?

Also knew how to abuse the warden's identity, using power for personal gain, secretly probing the opposite party's hobbies and interests.

"No!" the Pure Love Warrior Mudworker said:

"I believe in pure love, having someone to brainstorm ideas isn't the real me, besides, the one I want to write to isn't any No-Life Sect Human Race wife, but the clean Beast-eared Ladies, who had no husband in life, very clean, truly my first love."

He quietly stood up, elegantly glanced at the sky: "My break time has exceeded twenty minutes, need to get back to Spirit Farmer area, work hard on research progress, and plant Spirit Grass."

"As a successful person, the head of the Spirit Farmer area! I don't believe my personal charm can't attract her."

Su Yuniang: "..."

Forget it.

She rearranged her smile, chose the next client scratching their head, and gently walked over.

...

...

Prison.

A massive wall topped with a layer of winter snow.

"Looks great, right? We built it." At this moment, after breakfast, Ning Jiaojiao led Ning Zheng on a tour around the prison.

During these past two days.

The building materials of the village had been roughly sorted and consumed.

Initially, the villagers were not used to this, but now gradually regarded these two thousand people as newly joined villagers.

None considered them residing in prison.

Just knowing they live in a new village circle surrounded by the [Demon Suppression Tower].

The village's turmoil also returned to calm.

As for writing letters?

Many of the female prisoners have also begun to get used to it, but they're treating it as entertainment, exchanging love letters as a strange work requirement.

Because those letters really can't engage their genuine emotions.

At this moment.

"Everyone, I'm teaching you how to converse and write letters..."

Su Yuniang is giving a lecture, explaining the essentials.

Thud, thud, thud.

Ning Jiaojiao entered with Ning Zheng from the back door of the classroom and took seats in the last row.

Ning Zheng and Ning Jiaojiao sat side by side like students, with desks in front of them, watching Su Yuniang animatedly giving her lecture: "What is Su Yuniang talking about?"

Ning Jiaojiao touched her head, seeming to understand only in part:

"Actually, I've only understood a few classes. It seems like she's talking about... using a certain platform's virtual companionship, paid by the hour, and getting them to be some sort of assistants... divided into various attributes, like loli, dominatrix, intellectual beauties..."

Ning Zheng also only partially understood.

Assistant, is probably a customer service?

Having attended a few classes, Ning Zheng understood the reason somewhat.

The ancient women of this world are quite conservative.

In a literati's prosperous world, reputation and decorum are highly valued. Having had husbands, coupled with previous experiences, their hearts are closed off, not easily reached.

Moreover, those blacksmiths' love letters... are simply too awkward!!

Some are still normal, but some are entirely self-indulgent, various domineering president articles that can move one to tears.

Originally, Su Yuniang wanted to focus on authenticity, letting them communicate freely...

But on the first day of receiving letters, she was immediately dumbfounded.

Just this?

The women simply couldn't comprehend it.

While they could understand spoken words, Ning Zheng provided Ai with an AI translation assistant.

However, the writing style in this world is rather literary, akin to classical Chinese, making the translated text less straightforward to grasp.

Helplessly, Su Yuniang could only instruct those female prisoners to comprehend the meaning of their words and teach them how to reply.

Seeing this, Ning Zheng just chuckled: "I said this is completely unnecessary, yet you insisted on opening this Couple System, and now you're feeling the consequences."

"Announcing failure right off the bat, still having to rely on Su Yuniang to secretly push things along, getting them to feign compliance."

At this moment.

Su Yuniang spoke from experience:

"Everyone will have a feeling, this letter, you find it very awkward, helpless, unsure how to respond? No worries, I teach you how to reply, how to converse!"

"That group of people is all like this, lacking any culture, not knowing poetry, have not read books, unlike you who have read for several years."

"But they mean well, it's just their way of speaking is a bit eccentric, they're all very good to you, work earnestly, diligently, spend money generously."

"They're attentive and genuinely want to be with you, not just craving your bodies, but seeking to have a room-like pure love with you."

Su Yuniang had no choice but to play the wingman.

Without her, the prison's correspondence would have been chaotic long ago.

Su Yuniang said:

"Let me read one out, you listen, also learn how to reply... Our task is very easy, just reply to a letter daily, and you can eat and drink well... If you end up liking the other person, then so be it."

"Consider the eunuch's dining companions as a reference."

"Let me randomly pick a letter, Mudworker, hmm..."

She began reading the love letter:

"My name is Mudworker, this name translates as brother's meaning, you can call me brother, darling, I fell in love with you at first sight..."

In no time.

With Su Yuniang reading the letter, the entire classroom was laughing uproariously.

Embers Su Yuniang also laughed: "For him to speak like that... hahaha!"

Ning Jiaojiao: "He's even telling jokes in there... hahaha!"

All the women at first held back, but couldn't anymore under the influence of the two: "Hahaha!"

The atmosphere was full of joy.

Ning Zheng sat silently in the rear row: "..."

He described his feelings at the moment in the way of a blacksmith: curled toes have carved out a three-room apartment, publicly punishing their love letters in prison.

Well...

Not really a public punishment.

Su Yuniang is very adept in social matters.

She alone in the room was a "player," engaging in private dialogue with NPCs, how can it be called public punishment?

This is teaching NPCs how to withstand this awkwardness!

And Ning Zheng felt the burden is heavy and long.

Dealing with these blacksmiths, ordinary people would collapse, refer to Zhang Huaping.

Many ghosts have been frightened crazy by them.

This is indeed a difficult trial.

At this moment, Ning Zheng feels fortunate for Su Yuniang, glad that she's a social butterfly, holding down the prison, stabilizing all the female prisoners.

Ning Zheng thought, if he has nothing to do in the future, he should attend a few more classes.

This is an interesting place.

Listening to their public classes, teaching how to handle love letter responses, engaging in normal interactions...

It's quite amusing!

"Those mixed fish little blacksmiths are really cute, short and clumsy." Su Yuniang laughed out loud.

Ning Zheng looked at this lively and relaxed atmosphere, feeling that the prisoners he rescued are doing quite well.

His goal is for both the blacksmiths on the mountain and the prisoners in the prison to live well while earning Qi Fortune Value.

They provide him with Qi Fortune, and Ning Zheng ensures they live comfortably and joyfully.

Ning Zheng sat in the last row, watching the joyful classroom instruction, shaking his head slightly.

"However, if they can't communicate, then obediently continue blacksmithing, brick moving... Honestly, I don't understand why there's so much interest in these thousand-year-old female ghosts."

The words aren't pleasant, but it's the truth.

He's been in this world long enough, almost aligned with the indigenous worldview, naturally not optimistic about ghost-related matters.

However.

Looking at Su Yuniang lively giving her lecture, seemed he was also misunderstanding.

Jiucai Rong doesn't care whether their love letters succeed or not.

The main thing is to accompany, provide emotional value...

Boost the economic status of the villa, then the goal is fully achieved.

He wants this group of blacksmiths to explode with gold coins fiercely.

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