Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

"If I'm not mistaken, that's a plantation!"

A middle-aged man who once studied martial arts at Huodezong might subconsciously think he's reckless if he stares at him for a while, but the actual situation is unknown.

As they spoke words of surprise, the three entered the village. The sights inside the village surprised them all once again, prompting them to sigh inwardly.

It doesn't seem like a newly established ordinary supernatural organization, but rather a long-established and deeply rooted supernatural organization.

Upon seeing strangers enter the village, villagers who happened to be near the village entrance went to greet them.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" the robust villager asked in a gentle tone.

The young man tilted his head slightly, looking up at the burly stranger. Seeing the other man's gentle smile, he thought to himself: Just looking at him makes me feel how strong he is!

Is it the feeling of being intimidated by someone's height?

The young man muttered to himself in confusion, but quickly dismissed those thoughts and replied with a smile, "We are employees of Na Du Tong. We came here specifically to buy some clothes because we really like what you sell."

The young man got straight to the point, stating his purpose, and then added, "...Can it be customized to my liking?"

Upon hearing this, the villagers showed a hint of surprise, which quickly turned into understanding. They reasoned that people would travel far to buy designer bags, let alone even better Biyou clothing.

"Please follow me." The villager stepped aside and gestured for the three to follow before leading them to a traditional Chinese-style bungalow near the village entrance.

That was a place specifically for receiving visiting clients, and there were two villagers inside who were in charge of the reception.

Upon entering the room, the trio's expressions froze. The receptionist sitting behind the front desk had a rather burly build, and the muscles in his arms seemed ready to twitch with the slightest exertion.

Moderate exercise attracts the opposite sex, but excessive exercise...that's scary!

The trio's lips twitched slightly, and they all thought to themselves: Are all the villagers of Biyou Village muscular men?

No way! That's...too scary!

Unaware of what the trio was thinking, two villagers suddenly stood up from behind the front desk. Their imposing figures exuded a sense of pressure as they politely greeted the group.

"welcome!"

His tone was gentle and his movements were precise, which should have been a fairly standard way to greet guests. However, his imposing physique and eight-toothed smile completely ruined the atmosphere, replacing it with a slightly tense one.

The trio took a step back in unison, their synchronized movements surprising them and causing the smiles of the three villagers inside the house to falter.

The two villagers behind the front desk exchanged glances, winked at each other, and whispered among themselves:

"...I always said that it wasn't a good choice for the two of us to be receptionists."

"Who said that? Look at my fit physique, how imposing, how healthy, how..."

"How terrifying!"

Before the villager could finish his boast, another villager interrupted, "With your physique, you're more suited to being a security guard than a receptionist. Look... the guests are all scared by you."

Upon hearing this, the villager, before he could say, "...Yang Gang, he's practically the perfect host!", retorted, "Don't just talk about me, you also bear some responsibility."

"So...we need to find a way to salvage the situation quickly."

However, before the two villagers could even begin to discuss it, the trio from Na Du Tong recovered and returned to their normal expressions.

The young man looked at the villager who had led them there and asked in a low voice, "Your village... isn't full of musclemen, is it?!"

Then, he added the second half of his sentence in his mind: Otherwise, how come even the staff in charge of reception are muscular men!

New Orders in Chapter 77

The villager being questioned remained silent for a moment, seemingly choosing his words.

Thanks to the martial spirit and top-notch food in Biyou Village, the villagers experienced another period of growth, becoming taller and stronger...

However, only a minority of the villagers became muscular men, and the guesthouse staff worked in shifts. Today it just so happened that it was the turn of those two muscular villagers.

As his chaotic thoughts gradually cleared, the villager replied calmly, "No."

Upon hearing this, the young man's tense nerves relaxed, and he said in a light tone, "That's good~"

After a moment, he asked with curiosity, "Then why did you appoint the two of them as receptionists?"

“...Shift work.” After a few seconds of eye contact with the young man, the villager’s lips moved slightly, and he uttered two words softly.

The unexpected yet realistic answer left the young man slightly stunned, his mouth slightly open as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately he didn't.

Meanwhile, the other two middle-aged men didn't ask any questions; they went straight to the front desk and started talking to the two muscular men.

"I want to buy some everyday clothes, what should I do?"

A rugged-looking middle-aged man asked the question, and another person nodded in agreement, indicating that he had the same question.

A villager behind the front desk took out a registration book and a ballpoint pen, then handed them to the person who spoke, saying, "Please leave your measurements and pay the deposit."

"Okay." Taking the pen and paper, the rugged-looking middle-aged man continued, "Can you customize clothes?"

“Yes, that’s possible,” the receptionist explained. “However, the village lacks a designer, so you’ll need to provide relevant pictures or design drawings.”

The rugged-looking middle-aged man nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, while the other middle-aged man took out his phone and searched for pictures online.

The young man, who was standing nearby, overheard their conversation and immediately moved closer to the front desk. He also searched for pictures of clothing online. Compared to the rather plain clothes of the two middle-aged men, the clothes he chose looked flashy and gaudy.

………………

Meanwhile, on the edge of the village, in an apple grove, in a simply designed forging workshop.

Fang Rui was unaware of the guests visiting the village. At that moment, he looked at the savings in his wallet: 9700. When a goal is about to be achieved, a sense of anticipation and excitement will arise in his heart.

"Three days..."

Fang Rui's tone remained calm. After thinking for a while, he decided to find something to do to distract himself, but... what should I do?

Crafting magical artifacts?

Fang Rui's gaze fell on his waist, where an antique-style belt inlaid with dozens of azure crystals wrapped around his waist. Each crystal was a storage artifact, containing all sorts of magical artifacts.

Fang Rui didn't know the exact number, since he hadn't counted them.

Therefore, he has no interest in crafting new magical artifacts for the time being, unless it is a very interesting idea.

Go to the Immortal Realm?

Fang Rui slowly raised his head and looked out the window, where an apple tree with bright red fruit hanging from its branches came into view.

Some of the fairies' fur is warm and silky, and feels quite comfortable to touch, but the fairies have a high sense of dignity and are not so willing to be petted by Fang Rui.

Forcing yourself on someone against their will would damage the friendship between you, and I don't want to waste the goodwill I've worked so hard to build, so this option is excluded.

So……

Fang Rui recalled a bunch of things to do and found them all quite troublesome. In the end, he didn't choose those things and instead left the forging workshop to go to Biyou Village to find someone to play games with.

Because of the activities carried out in the village, the villagers are all busy with their own things, such as patrolling the fruit plantations, breeding farms, and vegetable fields, as well as going to the fighting arena to hone their skills. The few people who are very free are the few people selected by Ma Xianhong as "talented individuals".

Jin Yong's residence is located near the central area of ​​the village. The exterior is a typical Chinese-style bungalow, but the interior decoration is... peculiar?

The living room walls are covered with all sorts of masks, such as masks for expressing anger and sadness, expressionless female faces, colorful Peking Opera masks, and anime character masks...

"Hmm..." Looking at the numerous masks, Fang Rui's expression was somewhat subtle. He thought to himself: Did I make a mistake by having Jin Yong learn mask carving in the first place?! He seems to be completely absorbed in it...

But is there a problem with being obsessed with sculpted surfaces? No, there isn't.

Fang Rui asked himself the question and answered it, turning his gaze to the door on the left. There was a sound coming from behind the door, which seemed to be a rubbing sound.

Instead of pushing the door open, he gently knocked. The sound behind the door stopped, followed by a deep male voice: "Who is it?"

“It’s me,” Fang Rui replied.

A few seconds later, the door slowly opened, and Jin Yong, with his rugged face, stood beside it. His gaze passed over Jin Yong's imposing figure and looked behind him. On the ordinary workbench were woodworking tools and an unfinished mask.

Instead of asking Jin Yong why he didn't close the door, he directly asked a question with several carefully chosen words: "Want to play games together?"

After thinking for a moment, Jin Yong nodded in agreement: "Okay."

I didn't feel like carving masks well today, and since I can't produce any good pieces anyway, there's no need to continue.

"I'm going to wash up. We'll meet at the usual place later," Jin Yong said.

Fang Rui gave an OK sign, turned around and left to ask other villagers.

Haricha and Zhong Xiaolong both agreed, while Ding Zihuan and Fu Rong were busy with order matters and didn't have time to play games. An angry Lü Huan dismantled the mechanical puppets in the arena. Qiu Rang said he was busy forging magical artifacts, and Liu Wu Kui and Liu Hongzhong said they weren't interested, so…

The last person in the team was Bi Yuan.

Because of his low profile, Zhang Kun was ignored by Fang Rui...

One of the houses in Biyou Village is an e-sports room that Fang Rui paid for. After all, it's more fun for several people to play together in the same room when it comes to competitive online games.

Fang Rui and the others skillfully turned on the computer and logged into the game...

So... why was I dragged in to fill a spot?

Bi Yuan complained inwardly, but he was still quite adept at turning on the computer and logging into the game, indicating that this wasn't his first time doing it.

The game they were playing was League of Legends, and Fang Rui chose a tank hero, one that was tough and durable.

"Who's jungling?" he asked.

"Leave it to me," Zhong Xiaolong said confidently. "After all, it's my specialty."

Zhong Xiaolong's attack skill is the Finger Flicking Divine Skill. His usual fighting style is similar to that of an assassin, which seems to be somewhat different from that of a jungler.

“I choose the soldier,” Harichagai said.

“I choose the mage,” Jin Yong said.

'Then I'll choose a support hero that's good for slacking off,' Bi Yuan thought to himself.

Hero selection complete, enter the game scene...

Then came a series of overwhelming victories, with winning streaks constantly being broken...

Chapter 78 System Upgrade

"Defeat!"

The deep female voice spoke clear English words, which, in the noisy and dimly lit spacious room, was like a drop of water falling into a lake, hardly causing a ripple.

"Damn! They're cheating!"

Seeing his team's score starting with 0, an enraged Zhang Chulan slammed his fist on the computer desk. With a "thud," the keyboard bounced up and moved a short distance to the left.