Beside them, several blacksmiths outside the recording studio were chatting:

"Why is it called Storm Spirit?"

"You don't understand, it flashes all over the map, leaving behind afterimages, much like an old friend of mine named Blue Cat."

"Dual Spirit Roots, but incomplete, looks like it won't live long!"

"There's no way around it, we haven't succeeded with the perfect Immortal Beast of the Yin Yang Spirit Roots, and the Five Elements Spirit Roots are even harder to synthesize!"

"Feels like this Immortal Beast won't live long."

...

Food God listened to their words and explained, "It's already formed. Once it's killed, 50% will turn into Embers. Awaken it, and it will reshape its life, becoming part of the true Immortal Beast race."

Experienced card synthesis masters began to discuss.

"This Nine-State Four Seas flash, leaving a mine clone behind, that's really sneaky. How will we play with these Immortal Beasts in the future?" Crayon Shin-Chan spoke.

"This is a version where Immortals clash, isn't this game... likely to be broken by our shrewd maneuvers?" No Bedwetting at Nine Years Old thought, feeling the possibility was high.

After all, there are indeed many examples of silly players breaking the game.

"Thinking too much, this Immortal Beast will die young, with the bloodline defect making it impossible to survive, and even if it becomes a normal race in the future, the fertility rate will definitely be super low; just look at the Four Great Divine Beasts..."

Outrage of Man and God pondered and explained, "Spirit Farmers cultivate a Celestial Spirit Root plant at a market price of millions, and for a Divine Beast to breed offspring with Celestial Spirit Roots, the energy required is equivalent, needing a Life Origin worth millions of Magic Coins, causing significant self-damage."

Everyone thought so too.

Darn, a young Celestial Spirit Root is incredibly expensive.

Immortal Beasts begin with Dual Spirit Roots, costing at least a billion Magic Coins to produce a young one, and the breeding of Immortal Beasts might be even more difficult!

Ridiculously expensive!

Giving birth to one injures the Life Origin, entering a vulnerable period, defending against strong enemies attacking.

"Still, no matter what, we're creating Gods."

Someone looked at this Storm Spirit, filled with anticipation in their eyes, "If our hypothesized process succeeds, killing to release Embers, reviving the Ghost King, and the Storm Spirit fully living, our path will be cleared!"

The era of Immortal Beasts, pioneered by them.

Of course, this is only possible with these Ancestor Demon Gods defeating all the masterminds.

By then, it will be the era of large-scale farming.

It's like My World is opened in [Creative Mode], ants, small fish, crabs, dragonflies... the entire biological chain synthesized by us.

Synthesize, synthesize, synthesize!

We'll confine all the last survivors in shelters, locking them in ancient prisons, as old Ancestor Demon Gods outside, beginning Genesis!

By then, the Sacrificial Era will completely explode, with the dream of the entire biological chain being: to survive!

Yes.

In the hands of these blacksmith-like Nuwas, madly slaughtering, survive!

Our Manor's gods will start a construction mode, forming a new biological big bang.

This time, we will personally initiate the next era.

"Feels like we're almost ready."

"Hmm, the preliminary work is basically done, the control head ring next door still needs more effort; once the Pseudo-human Calamity ends, we will officially enter the world."

"It's still the Pseudo-human Calamity helping us delay time."

"Yes, being a mastermind is tough, anyone can brag, but pulling off some real techniques and properly executing them, isn't easy!"

...

To them, every detail and layout is crucial to these meticulous blacksmiths.

After all, their opponents include the Nine-headed Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Yi, and various competitors.

Everyone is striving to seize the position of the ultimate victor, not simple!

We possess Self-Transformation Realm combat power, merely qualifying as contestants.

Now, the blacksmith shop, Alchemy Room, Spirit Farmer zones are all going full force, like separate gears in a machine, crazily spinning.

Even outside, they're laying out an all-encompassing strategy, utilizing Li Youzhu and Jiao Wuyu to gather funds, providing them huge support.

All aspects are moving forward, planning.

Very soon, they will exhaust everything to help the Manor Master contend against the whole world.

Among the masterminds, ultimately breaking into the finals, the winner will certainly be our Manor Master Duck!

...

More than twenty days have passed.

The atmosphere in the manor is gradually becoming tense.

And outside, the Pseudo-human Calamity continues to erupt; this wave of eruption can be said to be extremely rapid.

No matter how fully they responded, sleeplessly and tirelessly developing various new soul-locking techniques, the Human Race had even come up with portable types of soul-locking techniques like talismans and Pill Medicine, yet it took a full twenty days to officially complete the coverage.

Among them, it's unknown how many pseudo-humans blended in.

They might completely lie dormant, grow as the young generation, even giving birth to pseudo-human children who seem virtuous, spreading throughout the major Sects within a hundred years and becoming the new generation of prodigies.

In just two or three hundred years, a new generation pseudo-human army capable of changing the era would form.

Yet Ning Zheng didn't care at all about this.

"They've finally stirred enough trouble, starting to hunker down." Ning Zheng raised an eyebrow, assembling a fish in the yard, "The pseudo-human calamity has temporarily ended, that fishing old man is probably coming."

Does that guy want to contend against Phoenix Yi?

Ning Zheng thought for a while, then directly took out the Communication Token, and said to Jiucai Rong, "It's been almost a month of preparation, the Human Race's Royal Family has mostly hoarded the Super Golden Coin Child; the new Magic Coins can start being issued."

"Alright, no problem!" Jiucai Rong immediately replied, "The master of the nursery has gone to the Sea Race side, issuing new currency here coincides with when we can be busy together."

In the twenty-plus days of the pseudo-human calamity outbreak, almost nothing happened.

The career zones of the major blacksmiths were crazily competing.

Compete, compete, compete!

More than twenty days is a relatively peaceful development period.

Under their frantic mobilization, coupled with their ability to obtain Qi Fortune Coins, with a 1% commission allowing them to somewhat influence their card-drawing luck, they researched some extremely useful items.

Whether it's Spiritual Roots, weapons, or Immortal Beast synthesis... they produced some formidable outcomes.

At this moment, with an order from the old steward, the entire Sword Casting Manor began mobilizing.

"Dual-line battle, hurry hurry hurry!"

"Over at Ximen Capital, the sale meeting has started. Medical Fairy, Dizzy, you're in charge over there, there shouldn't be any problems, right?" Jiucai Rong asked.

Dizzy and Medical Fairy nodded in unison, "We've been ready for a while!"

As experienced male and female hosts, holding sale meetings, overturning history, issuing new currency, is it difficult?

Simply easy.

"Great, Medical Fairy and Dizzy focus on Ximen Capital... Our manor's main force needs to simultaneously handle matters on the Sea Race Dynasty side," Jiucai Rong nodded.

"The chaos from the pseudo-human calamity has settled, the citizens are just catching their breath, yet it's unclear how many were possessed—hundreds of thousands? Maybe even millions? It's a major disaster."

"Now, the next calamity follows closely, Phoenix Yi and that cursed one's battle has begun. We, as the secret plotters, will strike at the right time!"

"The time when that guy emerges is also the best time for us to officially appear!"

"He doesn't hide away, nor do we!"

In the square, countless blacksmiths stood upright, eyes filled with excitement and fervor.

They shouted:

"Show them some color!"

"What secret plotter, contemporary outstanding figure, are all failures under our feet!" someone shouted passionately.

In the crowd, Hairpin Lady placed down her knitting and shouted aloud, "To be born in the same era and compete in this grand age is merely their sorrow!"

"With hands behind, decisive over eternity, kill kill kill!" a Spirit Farmer joyously uprooted a Spiritual Root, waving it overhead like a glow stick, "Let them see the might of us farm folk!"

A spirited blacksmith waved a Treasure Sword, raising fire overhead, "Fish out those secret plotters, haul them off to blacksmith work, clear the past and create the future!"

...

The super-large scale group battle, main quest, is about to start.

They might seem to play the most ancient secret plotters? But in reality, they are young, passionate heroes, trailblazing the era, defeating decay!

Anyway, that's how they see it.

They consider their burden to be heavy, grand, and just—the primary quest of saving the world has finally launched.

They once in the Newbie Village, took the best hoe from the Newbie Village Chief and the old steward, built houses, mined, smith, completed Newbie Village tasks, all while shouting "I will definitely become a hero," these outsiders.

And now, having emerged from the Newbie Village, heading towards the small map of Pingchang City, stepping into the middle map Xinyi Continent City, breaking into the big map Capital City, penetrating the big map East Sea, level up progressively, defeating monsters, strategizing instance after instance, becoming Divine-level Professionals, engaging in business and making money, owning several top-tier pay-to-win accounts.

Now, the chaos has finally arrived!

Terrifying ancient bosses have emerged, they will shout at the Newbie Village's chief and old steward: We are already the heroes saving the world!

This is the process.

This is the sense of ceremony.

"We are destined to stand as the kings of foreign land on top of the firewood!"

"Dual-line battle, the world is about to tremble because of us!"

"Ascend the era, rush rush rush, open the next expansion pack—My World! We are all Nuwa!"

Standing before the Golden Turtle shell, Jiucai Rong took a massive mallet and started to strike the Wooden Fish. With a deafening sound echoing across the manor, he shouted:

"Set off!"