I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 545 - 35: You Know Too Much

One pseudo-human after another was constantly being discovered and forcibly thrown into the forging furnace.

"Don’t kill me."

"Ah! I don’t want to jump into the forging furnace, I don’t want to!"

"You are the real pseudo-humans, you’re imitating humans, what exactly are you?"

"You’re visitors from beyond the heavens!"

"I’ve seen it, your memories! From another civilization, players? Outer Heaven Heavenly Demons!"

...

On the spot, only a few pseudo-humans who looked the most cowardly were left as live test subjects.

A few little blacksmiths showed a thoughtful expression, "Sigh, they can even see the details of us players!"

"Very realistic." The Food God stroked his chin.

"Who cares, they know our secret, they all have to die!!" The Shrimp Catcher let out a sinister laugh, "The burning forging furnace is their grave."

Clang clang clang!

The blacksmith shop quickly started hammering, rapidly producing weapons.

And the "Pseudo-human Kill" event behind them also began to draw to a close.

This pseudo-human kill was modeled after the Werewolf group activity, but essentially it’s just a prelude, used to scare the pseudo-humans, creating a terrifying atmosphere as a pre-setting.

The little blacksmiths have watched a lot of horror movies and know how to scare people.

They have a big issue with how the Human Ancestor in the Ancestral Human Biography was scared, so they prepared to scare the pseudo-humans!

Imagine this.

You are a pseudo-human, you wake up and find people in the square shouting: "There’s a pseudo-human among us, we need to find them!"

How terrified would you be just after being born?

You have to desperately find ways to hide yourself and play tabletop games with people to hide your "Werewolf" identity, using all kinds of strategies and intelligence, mental gymnastics.

This is a death game commonly seen in intelligence battle movies!

But even if you win, you will be enveloped in greater fear.

Because you discover that even pseudo-humans who win face a collective team-building activity: jumping into the forging furnace!

Today.

All members of the manor have to jump once!

Pseudo-human kill gives them a trace of hope but then faces greater despair.

This wicked pleasure of manipulating human minds, watching the pseudo-humans’ expressions of pain, despair, and unbelievable shock, is simply too interesting!

"Even I feel I can’t afford to be enemies with the little blacksmiths, they’re too disgusting."

Ning Zheng sighed in his heart.

He completely realized that when it comes to combat they weren’t good, when it comes to techniques they weren’t good, but when it comes to torturing people, they’re the best at it.

Clatter!

Ning Zheng pushed open the blacksmith shop door, a wave of heat surged forward.

"How’s the situation?" Ning Zheng glanced at everyone.

"Reporting to the lord, we basically all died once! We have completed this siege battle! Cleared seventy-eight pseudo-humans and captured three cowardly pseudo-humans, three true forms of pseudo-spiritual roots!"

Jiucai Rong ran over enthusiastically, recounting their glorious achievements in this battle’s layout.

This was an alternative siege battle!

The difficulty was indeed how to curb these pseudo-humans’ early spread and prevent them from entering the city.

Don’t think that what the little blacksmiths did was easy.

Any other city would basically be unable to achieve it!

Do other city lords have the authority to confine all residents in air defense shelters?

Wouldn’t those intricate city noble families resist this measure?

In a situation where various powers have ulterior motives, most cities would almost certainly get infected, then start battles inside the city between pseudo-humans and real humans.

And all kinds of infections occur in secret, infiltrating.

It can be said that possibly besides Fish Wine City, other cities might soon fall, now in the outbreak period of the pseudo-human calamity.

"Well done."

Ning Zheng sincerely praised.

Jiucai Rong said: "Of course, we also have some special cases, for example, some pseudo-humans whose brains haven’t been parasitized like Su Yuniang, Night Mad Cultivator... a total of seven."

Ning Zheng nodded, looking at Night Mad Cultivator and Su Yuniang in front of him.

The two instantly understood.

They began to activate their Three Flowers.

Only to see a hazy Soul Three Flowers growing out from Su Yuniang’s neck, as if a floral bow tie was tied around it.

While Night Mad Cultivator’s neck sprouted from the back of his neck.

And because of different species, his flower stem was very long, able to wrap around his neck like a scarf.

"Do you feel anything?" Ning Zheng directly asked.

Night Mad Cultivator thought for a moment, said: "It feels weaker than a normal Three Flowers, because it’s not in the head, the body is a bit uncontrollable."

Not fully controllable?

Ning Zheng was thoughtful.

The essence of the Three Flowers, a human soul is essence, qi, spirit, directly manifests in the head.

But now the Three Flowers, are rooted in the neck.

A person’s essence, qi, and spirit growing on the neck will undoubtedly cause a certain degree of paralysis, much like neurological paralysis appearing in the brain.

"What’s your feeling then?" Ning Zheng turned his head, asking Su Yuniang.

"My feeling is sometimes my head hurts, quite intensely painful." Su Yuniang said feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Originally, she aimed for uniqueness.

Everyone else’s Three Flowers grow on the head, mine grows on the neck, how cool would I be! Walking out as the most dazzling beauty!

But the result was completely different from what she imagined.

Headache, weaker cultivation, all kinds of discomfort.

"We now look like failed products not successfully possessed."

At this time, Night Mad Cultivator beside analyzed:

"Back then the Human Ancestor might have also been invaded by the Three Flowers, not invading the brain... so he could step into cultivation."

"But his side effects were significant, the Human Ancestor went insane... maybe that’s what it means... now we’re about to go insane too."

Ning Zheng understood.

The previous White Flower was also this situation, stuck on the neck, not entering the brain.

There’s quite a lot of hidden information in the Ancestral Human Biography.

"What do you two plan to do next?" Ning Zheng looked at the two of them.

"We want to observe a little more."

Night Mad Cultivator said it greatly affected the gaming experience.

They were not afraid of dying but were afraid of these messy negative buffs.

Ning Zheng nodded, taking a freshly forged pseudo-human weapon and examining it, "It looks like there’s no problem."

"Yes, of course, there’s no problem!" Daojiu said with an enthusiastic face, "These ’pseudo-spiritual roots’ are simply miracles in the history of life!!"

He said excitedly:

"Sir, you can’t imagine why a race would have so many types of attributes... They have spiritual roots of wind, fire, water, wood! It’s simply a great life straight out of mythology!"

"In the words of our hometown, they are like attribute enchantment gems, a perfect treasure of +13 mythical weapons!"

Ning Zheng’s eye twitched slightly, feeling like he had more knowledge gaps to fill, "Hmm, this bizarre lifeform is indeed worth studying."

Then leaving the blacksmith shop, Ning Zheng went to take a look at the captive prisoner the blacksmiths had captured.

Crack!

The door opened.

The pseudo-human Shao Chaikun squinted his eyes slightly, seemingly unable to withstand the glaring light.

"How do you feel?" Ning Zheng said blandly.

"Old steward?" the pseudo-human Shao Chaikun looked at Ning Zheng.

With a firm expression, the pseudo-human Shao Chaikun said, "You manage this dreadful manor, this terrifying species, who on earth are you? What are you?"

"What do you think I am?" Ning Zheng showed a slight smile.

"I read the host’s memory, a player? Outer Heaven Heavenly Demon? You are actually the famous Xi Rong Divine Craftsman across the Nine-State... the number one Saint in the world!"

The pseudo-human Shao Chaikun seemed to come to his senses and said in fear, "Xi Rong, you actually escaped into the sea!"

Red-necked, he shouted:

"You are more like pseudo-humans than us, more like invaders, parasites... you parasitize on every living being."

"You... are the greatest terror!"

"You... are the real pseudo-humans!"

He shouted hysterically, full of terror, as if he had seen the most horrible thing in the world.

"Am I that terrifying?"

Ning Zheng touched his chin, "It seems you have thoroughly digested Shao Chaikun’s memories."

Unfortunately, pseudo-human babies are too dangerous.

They’re not as cute as Ember Babies.

Otherwise, keeping pseudo-human blacksmiths in the manor for work, taking assignments, and forging would be good too.

Ning Zheng pondered in his heart:

However, having memories spied on is indeed a hassle!

Looks like I’ll have to lock the memories for the manor’s little blacksmiths.

In fact, the operation of [Memory Lock] is something any major power’s Holy Land in the Nine-State would do, nothing unusual.

After all.

No one wants their disciple or follower, while traveling outside, to be interrogated for secrets, to have their memories probed, knowing their family’s cultivation techniques and various ultimate skills.

If you probe memories, and the brain suddenly explodes, that’s the conventional operation.

It’s just that Ning Zheng’s development was too fast, a bit unable to keep up with the foundation of major powers.

Their little blacksmiths should also have knowledge anti-theft technology of big powers.

"Still lacking foundational strength in all aspects."

Ning Zheng thought they could first avoid using Qi Fortune Value, ask familiar great noble families, purchase this sort of sealing branding spell, and then use Qi Fortune Value to modify it.

Turn it into a spell unique to their own lineage, saving a lot of resources that way.

"However, the era has indeed changed."

"In today’s times, pseudo-humans can’t disguise themselves as advanced cultivators, because now the disciples of great sects have imprints in their brains, even if possessed, their memories can’t be obtained for perfect disguise."

"After possessing, they can only pretend to have amnesia."

Ning Zheng instantly understood.

This is also the reason why late-stage pseudo-humans eliminated this direct possession method, changing to ’bloodline breeding.’

From birth, directly planted inside the body.

This way, they avoid this type of memory seal technology of the Holy Land, without the brutish risk of possessing a person.

"You pseudo-humans are going to be herded by us," Ning Zheng smiled.

"You, you..."

The pseudo-human Shao Chaikun, growing more terrified, shouted again: "Who, exactly, are... you!!"

He enunciated every word, staring straight into Ning Zheng’s eyes.

"You possess various creatures, your forms change endlessly, more twisted than us pseudo-humans, harboring terrifying monsters inside."

"You synthesized all the divine beasts under the sun, in the Yin Yang Creation Furnace on the manor, storing various ancestor blood records of immortal beasts, attempting to control the source of all the immortal beasts in the world!"

"You molded sun and moon, created the Nine-State Cauldron, mastering the source of two divine artifacts!"

"You opened the Immortal Path era, leading to longevity, gathering faith, letting the world believe you are the greatest benefactor..."

...

Ning Zheng showed a little interest but seemed uninterested, "Did you wait so long just to say these words?"

"Yes!"

"Possessing all kinds of life, creating Immortal Beast Ancestors, controlling treasures that stabilize the nation, amassing respect from all over the world, ascending step by step, drinking in elegance, making the world worship..."

"What on earth is your goal!?"

He spoke these, hysterically.

As the most terrifying pseudo-human, he inadvertently possessed an even more terrifying possessing race, hiding in the shadows, controlling every aspect of this world.

This completely overturned his understanding!

The other side did everything historically done by the pseudo-human dynasty, more like true pseudo-humans than them!

"Done talking?"

Ning Zheng’s expression was indifferent:

"With your pseudo-human perspective, you simply have no idea what we’re trying to do, you can’t imagine which great existence you’re talking to."

"The goal of our Xirong Manor, saying it will scare you so much, leaving you confused and horrified, making you faint on the spot."

"Too bad... you don’t deserve to know!"

Crack!

Not bothering with his screams, Ning Zheng slowly closed the door.

Our goal?

Saying it would scare you? It’s more likely to make you laugh.

Because their goal is... to forge iron!

The world always misunderstands little blacksmiths a lot.

Only Ning Zheng knows they aren’t sinister plotters scheming for the world, just a bunch of simple-minded iron-forging fools.

Behind him, the pseudo-human Shao Chaikun was also trembling all over with fright.

Those meaningful words, made him suddenly realize, shouting to the outside:

"I know! Your goal is probably to dominate the Nine-State, turning all life into... livestock! Herding all beings, raising Immortal Gods!"

Outside the prison door.

Turning his head, Ning Zheng was momentarily taken aback, tidying his sleeves.

Ning Zheng coldly said to Jiucai Rong beside him, "After breeding a batch, kill him, he knows... too much."