Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 413 Are these a bunch of idiots?

"This NPC talks too much nonsense!"

"Exactly! That's the problem with 'The Chronicles of the Ten Continents'—it's full of useless and nonsensical plot points! The worst part is, if you don't listen to it, you won't even know which parts are useful and which aren't! It's so annoying!"

"Just make do with it! What else can we do but leave?"

After hearing what the NPC said, the players couldn't help but complain impatiently in the team chat. They didn't dare to say these things directly to the NPCs. Who knows why the AI ​​in this lousy game is so intelligent? As soon as they hear someone being talked about, most NPCs can accurately remember the player who said the bad thing. Then some hidden values, such as favorability, will drop significantly, which will affect daily tasks and various benefits, including but not limited to the price of items sold by NPCs.

So, while everyone complains, they only dare to whisper about it in the game channel.

While the players were complaining and spacing out, Nietzsche tried his best to communicate with the NPC and finally got some useful information.

It turns out that a demon lord was lingering in this small world! The reason those Night Owls were red-feathered was because they were all mutated, low-level demons he had raised!

This demon lord was initially unwilling to leave. Like other demons, he wanted to find an opportunity to invade the Realm of Return to Nothingness—this is the instinct of all demons. They are born in the chaos of spiritual energy, yet they crave orderly and gentle spiritual energy, as well as flesh and blood that can strengthen them.

However, when the five-colored array guardian teams came in one after another to clear out the remaining extraterrestrial demons, they were no match for him. So they could only add layers of seals to this small world, making it a small world that can only be entered but not exited. They hoped that this demon lord would be trapped in the small world and eventually "starve to death" because he could not replenish his energy.

This demon lord was a ruthless character. Although he couldn't replenish his energy through flesh and blood in this small world where he had nothing, he came up with a brilliant idea—to use the many creatures that died in this small world to create a kind of "demonic" thing. Then he controlled this thing to absorb the spiritual energy captured in the small world, as well as the spiritual energy fed back from the bones of some ancient high-level creatures that died in this small world, and then use it as food to supply himself.

Simply put, it's like creating a "converter," and this "converter" is the Red-feathered Night Owl.

As for the NPC who communicated with Nietzsche, she claimed to be the first human cultivator to enter this small world, named Feng Liqi, and from the Xuju tribe. She was able to escape disaster and hide here thanks to her powerful cultivation and the magical artifact refined within her soul.

About……

"About several thousand years ago? Or tens of thousands of years ago? There is no sun or moon here, I've long since lost count..."

As he spoke, Feng Liqi said in a deep voice, "Even though that Demon Lord has spent many years in this world and his strength is no longer what it used to be, he is still not someone that a group of cultivators with your level of cultivation can deal with."

Nietzsche, of course, wouldn't give up on exploring the dungeon just because of such trivial plot persuasion. Instead, he pressed for details, asking, "What kind of person is that Demon Lord? Is he very powerful? What level is he equivalent to among human cultivators? Nascent Soul? Deity Transformation?"

Feng Liqi scoffed, "A Demon Lord is even above a True Demon. Only a Great Demon among the True Demons who can rule a region can be called a Demon Lord. He is far more than just a Nascent Soul or a Divine Transformation cultivator; his strength is probably at least close to that of a Golden Immortal! How can you possibly contend with him?" "Hiss—he's actually a Golden Immortal!"

Nietzsche gasped, thinking that the other party was so shocked that she was about to give up. But the next moment, she heard her sigh, "We haven't even fought a BOSS at the level of a Golden Immortal yet! It seems that the new dungeon is indeed quite difficult!"

They showed absolutely no fear or worry!

Are these human cultivators a bunch of idiots?!
Fortunately, what Renxin Huadao said made Fengliqi feel a little relieved: "No, guild leader, a Golden Immortal-level BOSS, it's not a question of whether we've fought it or not, it's a question of whether we've fought it or not, okay?!"

That's right! These cultivators with low cultivation levels are just throwing their lives away!

"Hey, there must be a reason why the game designers designed it this way!" Nietzsche started to argue vehemently at this point: "They can't possibly design a dungeon that's impossible to beat, right? Unless there's a bug! And maybe if we encounter a bug, we can even ask the game developers for compensation!"

Nietzsche's words quickly convinced Renxin Huadao, who nodded repeatedly: "That's right! If no one can beat them, why did he design this dungeon? Besides, didn't their farming community clear it in one go? Maybe they have some special techniques! I'll go and find out in private!"

"Alright! Let me see if I can find any Easter eggs or clues. A BOSS at the Golden Immortal level is definitely not someone I can just brute force my way through!"

The two were whispering amongst themselves, completely oblivious to the thoughts of the "NPC" Feng Liqi. Meanwhile, on the other side, the "I Love Farming" community, having just cleared the [Endless Ruins] dungeon and claimed their treasure chest rewards, were gathered in the main hall of the only block building that had been erected in Rongyu City. Each member looked more serious than the last, listening to [Retired Farmer] recount the battle they had just fought—

"How many times have I told you! Don't be reckless! Don't be reckless!"

The retired farmer was so angry his face turned red, and his loud voice echoed throughout the hall: "You guys rushed through like that, you were fast! The casualty rate was low! You even got the first pass! But did you collect any data? Huh!?"
"Do we lack firepower? Do we lack military strength? What we lack is understanding of the Guixu Sea! Understanding of things like 'extraterrestrial demons'! You blasted a perfectly good experimental subject to dust with a single shot! The rabbits over there in the lab were jumping up and down in a panic! And you! What's the rush! Huh!?"

The retired farmer was furious, and no one dared to say a word. Besides, even in the game, everyone strictly adhered to hierarchical rules, so no one dared to utter a sound.

Seeing the group of rabbits being scolded so pitifully, the secretary tried to smooth things over, saying, "Hey, Lao Tian, ​​calm down. Wasn't it an emergency? In that situation, there was no way to preserve the target! If it weren't for the quick thinking and reflexes of the cooks, our entire regiment might not have survived! If it had affected Blue Star, things would have been very different! This is something to be commended for!"

"So what if we're wiped out? We can just respawn and try again! But finding live test subjects is tough! And it's just a control unit!"

The retired farmer said irritably.

He knew he'd lost his temper a bit, and been somewhat unreasonable—but there was no way around it; the higher-ups' directive was to obtain as many high-level, live 'extraterrestrial demons' as test subjects as possible. This time, their "mission" had only been completed; they hadn't even captured a single mid-level demon—they'd all been wiped out by the mess hall sergeant's tracking rockets! Failing to achieve the set objective was his biggest mistake since taking on this mission!