Building a sect from scratch.

Night Owl suddenly realized that these game details couldn't be seen in forums or live streams, and they sounded quite interesting. He then asked, "Oh... so what is this expert trying to refine?"

"Qiankun bag!"

This time, it was the Sea Turtle Qi Pure who spoke up. The Sea Turtle Qi Pure bluntly exposed Guan Tangbao's secret: "This guy can make a Qiankun bag that's even smaller than the ones sold by the sect merchants, but the cost is several times higher! He's simply a genius!"

The soup dumpling coughed a few times guiltily, trying to save face, "Cough cough! I was just practicing! It's a necessary investment in the early stages! You don't know anything!"

The sea turtle chuckled slyly, "Hehe, all I know is that if you, a weapon cultivator, really relied on weapon crafting for a living, you'd probably starve to death long ago!"

"I have a job in real life, you know!"

In a fit of anger, Guantangbao threw a small ore at the sea turtle Qi Chun, but the latter caught it effortlessly, glanced at it, and put it in the box where it should be classified.

The smooth movements of his hands did not hinder the sharp tongue of the Sea Turtle Qi Pure. He said earnestly, "So, whatever sect you choose in the future, don't choose weapon crafting. There's a saying circulating among us players that goes, 'Weapon crafting impoverishes three generations, sword crafting ruins a lifetime, magic crafting is just a human mana storage device, and talisman crafting can only work all night for free!'"

"I've learned something!" Night Owl nodded, somewhat bewildered, and asked, "So, may I ask which sect's inheritance you chose, Master?"

Guantangbao seized the opportunity to retaliate, complaining, "He's the one who ruined his life! He's a sword cultivator, but our Taiyin Sect doesn't have a separate 'sword cultivator' sect, only Hundred Weapons. After choosing Hundred Weapons, many players insist on sticking with sword cultivation. I don't understand what's so obsessive about it. They're all terrible, their damage output is too low, and they can't even kite monsters properly. They're the worst class among Hundred Weapons! They're really tough!"

"What do you know! Sword cultivation is a faith!"

The sea turtle Qi Pure argued, "Sword cultivators can't be considered 'sewer'... Can sword cultivators' affairs be considered 'sewer'?"

Then they started saying things like "The Taixu Sword Intent is invincible" and "Exploding mountains and rivers is the essence of fighting on the battlefield," filling the tent with a cheerful atmosphere.

After chatting for a while, Night Owl joined in, carrying a box of ore and sitting side by side with Sea Turtle Qi Chun and Soup Dumpling, sorting it together.

While working, the three of them kept talking. This time, they were talking about a story from a week ago, a post that had been manually pinned to the top of the game forum all day.

The post was initially a recruitment notice, stating that the Haoqi Changcun community was recruiting casual players to manage Wuwang City, with regular and even substantial salaries. Of course, the recruitment requirements were not low, but unusually, they weren't based on game characters or experience, but rather on management experience—for example, the post explicitly stated requirements such as prior experience in basic management or holding management positions in companies or enterprises. These bizarre requirements drew criticism from many netizens, who complained that even playing a game had become so complicated, and many even said they would block the community.

Despite the considerable criticism, Nietzsche did not change his mind. However, he later compiled the entire plot about Tiangui Mountain and posted it in a thread, which made people understand him a little better.

There's no other reason than that there are just too many NPCs coming from Wuwang City this time, reportedly numbering over ten thousand!

This brings us to the question: what exactly happened to the Soul-Devouring Rift Valley in Tiangui Mountain... a week ago.

The howling wind swirled up snowflakes, lashing against the group of five people bundled up in thick blankets.

These five people are different from ordinary players; their character designs aren't particularly refined or pretty, and their physiques are primarily burly and robust. Furthermore, in addition to several Qiankun bags hanging from their waists, each of them carries a huge bag on their back.

Even their clothing wasn't as stylish and elegant as other players'. Instead, they wore gray fur coats like those worn by the Chinese People's Liberation Army, thick fur boots with high heels, and hats with two ear flaps hanging down like dog-skin hats.

If they were ordinary people, their attire wouldn't be considered extravagant in Liuzhou, but these five people were genuine disciples of the Taiyin Sect, players from the land of China. However, these five players were all from the "I Love Farming" community.

In fact, the five of them arrived in Liuzhou only because the China Nationalities Construction Team obtained the opportunity through intelligence from the Jade Emperor, reporting at each level, holding an emergency meeting, and finally applying to Baili Shuang. Even the way they came was thanks to Baili Shuang's help in sending them here—as for how to get back, they could only rely on their own suicides; Baili Shuang didn't have time to wait for them.

The project team unanimously decided to send someone to explore the so-called "Soul-Eating Rift" themselves.

So, while the Jade Emperor and others were "going through the motions" with Dai Min, the people sent by these five project teams had already found a relatively sheltered slope with less wind and snow and set up camp.

The five people had a very clear division of labor: two people set up camp, one person started a fire to cook, and two people connected ropes and prepared tools for descending into the ravine.

Not long after, after a simple meal of stewed beef and hot noodle soup, the cook, who had received many honors, and another person of a higher rank stayed at the camp, while the remaining three went down into the rift valley to investigate.

"China will always remember everyone's contributions!"

Although the project team had analyzed the situation multiple times and concluded that the probability of danger was extremely low, the five of them still gave each other a perfunctory encouragement—these kinds of opportunities were always about accumulating merit. Since China had regained its dominance and championed peace, there were few chances for everyone to compete for credit, so everyone cherished them. In fact, the project team had originally only planned to allocate three spots, but the group of rabbits fought tooth and nail in the game—they couldn't fight in real life, so they fought tooth and nail in the game! After several hours of fussing, they managed to secure five spots, forcing the retired farmer and the club president, who loves farming, to give a long lecture before reluctantly agreeing to expand the team to five people.

The group saluted each other and then went their separate ways. Three players, holding onto the ropes, slowly disappeared into the ravine. Nothing happened in the team channel, and the team members communicated and reported back every few minutes via microphone, without any problems.

The only unusual thing was that they ran out of ropes and still couldn't see the bottom of the rift.

"Report! The pre-prepared ropes have been used up, and we are splicing spare ropes! We have descended one thousand meters and have not seen the ground!"

"Report! No signs of life activity! No signs of plant growth!"

"Report! Temperature fluctuations are normal, humidity differences are significant, and the concentration of red fog shows no noticeable change to the naked eye!" (End of Chapter)