After Ning Zheng finished speaking, he let the newly appointed manager, Jiucai Rong, take the stage and speak in front of everyone.

Jiucai Rong, full of vigor, said:

"Everyone, the old manager doesn't waste time, and I won't say much either!"

"New year, new prospects. I've prepared a wish wall for everyone, where you can write about your dreams for the next ten years at the manor!"

Soon, a few blacksmiths brought over a wish wall.

This was exactly to everyone's liking.

After all, everyone loves doodling, writing down 'I was here.'

Everyone began wishing, writing while reading aloud.

"From my generation, the world witnesses storms!" Daojiu concisely said, then turned and left.

Food God wrote: "Hahaha! We'll undoubtedly become the number one manor in Nine-State, the leader of the world! All blacksmiths look up to us! Taking pride in coming to our manor to study!"

Medical Fairy laughed and spoke, then went up to write: "May everyone's future be bright, ushering in a new era, just like the couplet at the manor's entrance says: To open a prosperous age with one's deeds, to exchange one's life for the prosperity of the Human Path, and to establish Ultimate Skills for future generations!"

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

A blacksmith stood up, his pen moved like a swimming dragon, his eyes filled with light:

"I, Shrimp Catcher! In the future, I want to benefit the people of the world! Vanquish all ghosts, unite our entire manor with full force to forge the Qi Fortune Divine Artifact that suppresses Nine-State—the Nine-State Cauldron! Stabilizing the troubled world for the people!"

"Hahaha, according to your idea, we need to find cultivators with probable Qi Fortune Spiritual Root, capture them, and then forge the Nine-State Cauldron."

"Wishing all your dreams come true, dying faster next year, dying more stylishly, and creating two babies for a love triangle."

"Watch me perform swallowing firecrackers."

"Laughing to death, saying as if I'm afraid to do it."

"Hey, do we look like the protagonists in Chinese Paladin 1's ten-year promise, dreaming under a sky full of fireworks, setting flags, and then meeting tragic ends in the future?"

"Oh, right! Perhaps in the future, we'll be the Blade, Spear, Sword, and Halberd that are renowned worldwide, scattered across the globe, with centuries of change, dynasties rising and falling, never to be reunited."

...

They spoke freely, filled with a lively atmosphere.

Ning Zheng pricked up his ears, amazed that even twenty years later, people were still talking about Chinese Paladin 1 he saw before crossing over.

Soon, cheers echoed from the dormitory.

"Gained weight, actually gained weight."

"My gosh, without a frame, not laid flat on the Earth, the stability is too poor, like a randomly growing tumor. Is this probably a portable Meat Field?"

"I told you, the first generation technology we brainstormed can't compare to the optimal structure refined through civilization research. The Meat Field is the most reasonable form."

"Well, it's not bad. We're not doing it for eating, mainly to solve dormitory sanitation issues."

...

"Well then, who wants to go down and cut meat?"

With these words, all fell silent.

They looked at each other, pushed one another.

In the end, no one used a chain to pull up the Demon Sword, attempting to cut the meat.

After all, most internet users typically share one characteristic:

They boast very hard with their mouths, stubborn, but when it's time to act, they're not really brave enough, how could they truly be the ones cleaning up?

Who isn't clean-loving?

This first batch of testers, all here to happily play games, mostly modern young men and women who have never touched Yang Spring Water with their ten fingers.

Growing this Meat Field is more for a clean and tidy living quality.

Injuring the enemy a thousand times while harming oneself a hundred times, this isn't something they can do, always persuading others to do it.

Originally wanting to stop them from harming the Demon Path Ancestor, Ning Zheng now watched and chuckled.

Is this it?

Is this all?

They're not afraid to die, but they're afraid of the mess.

Yesterday bragging so happily, thunder so loud.

Yet today, why are all my beloved ministers hemming and hawing, and not a single civil or military official dares to speak?

He felt he discovered the so-called Fourth Catastrophe's Achilles' heel:

There's no need for cultivation that penetrates through heaven and earth; as long as there's what they call an NPC with a mop touched with mess, it'll tear them apart, forcing them to revive and hide further in a corner.

Ning Zheng thought this group was just too adorable!

Then they hemmed and hawed, and eventually, Jiucai Rong broke the silence, "Cough cough cough, this meat isn't mature yet, right? Let it grow a bit longer."

Su Yuniang spoke bluntly:

"I think everyone here is a mixed fish, useless big brothers and sisters. Although it might not sound nice, we should wait for the next batch of 100 people... not aiming to find an old brave one, but hire an uncle or aunt who often does farm work and isn't afraid of dirt, that'll help a lot."

The crowd was silent.

Indeed, gotta hire a cleaner.

Truly, the times have advanced.

Not only hiring cleaners in reality but also in games to play and take care of them.

Jiucai Rong said:

"Yes, since it's a life-skill farming activity, some dirtiness is inevitable. Even if we know it's not real feces, probably just like earth, merely grows into chocolate, fragrant and sweet, like the entire manor being a chocolate dessert mountain, we still can't bring ourselves to start."

Everyone dispersed, starting to kill chickens and ducks.

Even though ducks are so cute, still gotta lay hands on them, generously add spices, scallions, ginger, and garlic, obediently serve dishes to offer to ancestors.

Meanwhile, the blacksmith candidates lining up to log in burst into laughter.

"Laughing to death, they all want to show off in the ancestor's mouth, but what's really stopping them isn't justice; it's that they don't even dare to touch it themselves."

"The ancestor is too pitiful, the meat they don't dare touch, and they want to feed it to the ancestor."

"Let me handle it, small matter, I can freestyle swim down there! It's just a game, clearly not real, the whole mountain is chocolate, sundaes, nuts, and this is no exception."

"Don't mess around, yesterday these blacksmiths were so hard-mouthed when they gathered to brag."

...

Even a batch of blacksmith memes emerged.

The memes showed the first picture of Jiucai Rong and several leaders looking serious, individually boasting how strong their team was, pointing out how much influence they had, surely showing off in the ancestor's mouth, and the next picture showing their wimpiness.

Such entertainment value, too filial.

Ning Zheng was also amused, thinking that in this strange and dangerous Otherworld, celebrating with such a lovely group of little blacksmiths was truly good.

Warmth and harmony.

It felt like celebrating New Year energetically with friends.

But he didn't forget the serious matters, letting everyone prepare to start up the Teleportation Array for the ancestral ceremony.

Immediately.

All the men and women became serious, dressed in festive red robes, the atmosphere akin to a joyful mourning, each holding trays with various prepared gifts, gracefully like Imperial Maids serving dishes.

On the other side of the Teleportation Array.

The Paper House.

A burly man was fishing by the well, watching as the Teleportation Array outside the door rippled, "Here they come."

He had just seen fireworks and firecrackers at the manor from afar, knowing they were headed over.

And this year seemed exceptionally rich and solemn.

From a distance, he heard the lively sound of suona, drums beating, lion dance shows, songs were joyful and festive, melodious and lively, the smell of meat wafting over, certainly delicious food and wine.

This made the ancestor sniff: those stinky kids actually have this filial piety?

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