The Chronicles of Time is originally the largest space artifact cemetery.

Space artifacts can't be nested like Russian dolls.

Ning Zheng also couldn't take away the "Chronicles of Time," and dared not bring it back to the Sword Casting Manor... he decided to set up a temporary base within the Sacrificial Tomb area.

The base of the Ancestor Demon God!

It must be said, the Sacrificial Tomb was previously always left unbuilt to avoid gossip.

If I controlled the Sacrifice, making a name for myself, people all over the world would find out that the abandoned Sacrifice had been secretly taken by some Huangmao.

He would never expose such a flaw.

But now, I can indeed act as the Ancestor Demon God, setting up camp next to the Sacrificial Tomb and establishing my power.

Incidentally, I'll dig up the ancestral tombs of ancient Human Emperors.

Of course, after this storm blows over, I'll wait a few days to confirm that Xin Xichen won't come to rob my ancestral tomb and regain his face.

Once I settle down, the Chronicles of Time will almost be ready to activate!

Speaking of which, my manor hasn't mined since the Magic Copper mine was scrapped. Now, a new ancient large mine has arrived.

Gold miners, initiate!

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Sword Casting Manor.

In the square, blacksmiths each carrying small stools queued up and sat down, watching the scene in their eyes with great excitement.

"The scene, just leaves you wanting more."

"In a while, I want to watch it again."

Standing in the limelight, attracting all the attention, was a bit overwhelming for Ning Zheng, making the introverted and kind-hearted him a bit uncomfortable, but the lively and flamboyant blacksmiths really enjoyed their current huge reputation.

The higher their fame among people, the more excited they became.

Each demonstrated an extreme desire to perform.

"I said, Water Deer is the world's greatest talent, didn't I?"

"Exactly, total map perspective, forever a god! What total map teleportation, total map attack, they're all weak."

A group chatted away.

The divine technique that lets you watch movies is the best divine technique.

Water Deer, the underwhelming divine technique of the Celestial Spirit Root?

It's just that others didn't know how to develop it.

Combined with the sporadic Thunderstorm attacks, it can quickly scatter Water Deer's water eyes to any corner, equivalent to a spy satellite.

The Managers' Room.

A few of the management were holding a meeting.

Summarizing the strengths and weaknesses of this battle and starting to inventory the various spoils obtained from this wave of battles.

Male blacksmiths: Mudworker, Daojiu, Jiucai Rong, Night Mad Cultivator, Yan Shuangying, Shrimp Catcher, Legendary Eye Squad...

Female blacksmiths: Su Yuniang, Medical Fairy, Lin Meimei, Sun Moon Su Yuniang...

Food God and Shao Chaikun were not in the meeting room as they were already organizing people to prepare for the celebration party.

A batch of 1,000 blacksmiths had already sat in management positions.

But it wasn't crowded for the Managers' Room's meeting room.

Each dressed in ancient robes, suits, cheongsam, various attire, gathered around the table, giving it a very ceremonial feel.

As one of the great Holy Lands of the Nine-Staten, these management folks needed to maintain a presence.

Jiucai Rong said, "Everyone, although the stealing tomb plan of the Chronicles of Time had some twists and turns, it was ultimately successful, simply a big win!"

Clap!

Clap clap!

Below, the group clapped their hands.

This wave of wars meant that they would become the most powerful force in the Nine-State.

"Aren't we a bit too unscrupulous, don't you think?"

Shrimp Catcher grumbled, "We stole the Human Race's ancestral tombs, giving the Human Race a big slap in the face, Xin Xichen won't let this go easily."

Jiucai Rong rolled his eyes, "Who says? We've also spared some face for Xin Xichen, the tombs we took were Pseudo-human ones, the only real human ancestor tomb—Jiu Shui, didn't we return that to him?"

"Indeed."

Night Mad Cultivator agreed wholeheartedly with the theory, "Previously, they were all pseudo-humans, the real history of the Human Race starts with Jiu Shui, so we actually returned all the Human Race's ancestor tombs to them." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Everyone listened and found it reasonable.

Anyway, although they were a bit immoral, they clearly gained an advantage.

"Okay, the celebrations, let's wait until the celebration banquet to talk about that, how to handle the hot potato that is the Chronicles of Time, we'll discuss later."

Jiucai Rong said, "Stay vigilant in times of peace, we still can't get too arrogant, let's first summarize the various inadequacies of our combat this time."

"What did we do behind those shiny appearances? Two bosses fired randomly, one boss was killed in 10 seconds, and one self-destructing boss was slain in an instant."

"That's all our battle achievements! Simply unbearable to see!"

Jiucai Rong said with a serious face, "In fact, I think, we can do much better, don't you think?"

Everyone looked towards Sun Moon Su Yuniang.

Everyone's mostly goofing off, not really combat-ready, you're the one responsible for demonstrating strong combat power, getting killed in ten seconds, the blame surely is yours.

Sun Moon Su Yuniang was speechless, spreading her palms, "I really couldn't beat them."

Oh dear, this group of guys is so good at passing the blame.

All the nuances of human interactions are written on their faces, just bullying me, a native NPC, aren't they?

"Sister, although this might be your fault, but I, this Ember baby, can understand you as the main body." Su Yuniang winked flirtily, wearing a face that only appreciates her sister, "Sister, you've done well enough, it's them who are too strong."

Recently.

According to Sun Moon Su Yuniang's theory, she has officially confirmed that she is the Ember baby, just the remnant Ember shell left behind on Earth.

However.

It seems this was always the way these Ember babies got along with the main blacksmiths.

——I am your Ember baby.

Embers inherently have logical deficiencies; how can blacksmith players not accommodate embers?

Now Su Yuniang is getting a bit used to it too.

"Alright." Daojiu proactively took on the responsibility, "This fault is our blacksmith shop's, Free Will, mobilizing the body's combat instinct Divine Artifact, still needs adjustment."

"No." Spirit Farmer leader Mudworker said, "The body's innate instinctive combat, similar to embers going berserk, surely can't match those experts... it's that these blacksmiths themselves are too weak, certainly can't match NPCs."

"Exactly, exactly! What they call possession of a Great Power? That's possession of a big mouth, the Great Power's body automatically counterattacking... how to fight?" beside, Lin Meimei also expressed her opinion.

The atmosphere immediately became pleasant.

It's still straightforward blacksmith brothers like Daojiu that bring cohesion.

Night Mad Cultivator and Jiucai Rong, those unscrupulous capitalists, although somewhat competent, were widely distrusted in terms of character.

Very soon, after everyone divided the responsibility, they began discussing the development of the Chronicles of Time instance and crafted a new, thorough plan.

After all.

Their combat force was truly lacking, relying on turning their minds was the only way to make up for the deficiencies.

But they were confident that as they conquer the Chronicles of Time instance, they will completely compensate for the lack of foundation those ancient powerful forces have.