The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

The old man glanced at him sideways, his tone softening slightly: "I thought you had a lot of backbone and would never come back."

Clearly, Jiang Chen did not refute the old man's statement, which the old man misunderstood as Jiang Chen regretting his actions and coming over to apologize.

As long as he could eventually find a disciple with exceptional talent, the old man was not intolerant of a young person's arrogance.

"Well, it's never too late to admit your mistakes and correct them."

The old man snorted smugly, convinced he had guessed the truth, and put on the demeanor of a kind and benevolent elder: "Tell me, what specific step did you get stuck at?"

The old man continued, "Don't be discouraged. After all, that 'Martial Arts Body Forging Technique' is a Heaven-level military technique. It's normal to not be able to get the basics out even after studying it diligently for several months. It doesn't mean you have poor comprehension. As long as you have a famous teacher to guide you, I guarantee that you will be able to get a basic understanding within a month."

Towards the end, the old man stopped pretending altogether and practically said, "You kid, hurry up and become my disciple."

Now that things had come to this point, Jiang Chen knew that it would be impolite to remain silent.

He had already mastered the "Martial Arts Body Forging Technique," so there was no need to mention it to provoke the other party.

You've misunderstood.

Jiang Chen casually picked up a wooden carving from the counter and examined it indifferently: "I remember I already rejected you. For me, rejection means being unaffected no matter how the situation changes."

The old man was a little confused and hadn't yet realized what Jiang Chen meant.

"The reason I came to you is simple: I plan to buy some things, both in quantity and variety. I'm not very familiar with Shanyun, so I'd like you to help me with the purchasing."

As Jiang Chen spoke, he pulled out a roll of animal hide from his pocket: "This is the list of supplies I need."

For an instant.

The old man's forehead veins bulged, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

He gritted his teeth and said, almost uttering each word clearly, "What are you saying?!"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man slapped the counter in front of him with an unparalleled force, shattering the counter into pieces and scattering countless wood chips all over the shop.

The old man's roar echoed from the shop, reverberating through the street: "What do you take me for?"

Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged; he could indeed tell that he was no match for the old man in front of him.

But he remained completely calm.

The humans in this world are quite simple and honest, and they believe in exchanging sincerity for sincerity.

There's no backstabbing or intrigue; even if someone dislikes something, it's all out in the open.

Jiang Chen had never witnessed anyone ruthlessly killing their own kind in the three years he had been in this world.

Moreover, he had spent the whole day with the old man, so he had a good grasp of the old man's temperament.

It can only be said that Jiang Chen is not a local, so his moral bottom line can be quite flexible.

The old man pointed outside, trembling with rage: "Get out! Get out now! Disappear from my sight!"

Even under these circumstances, the old man did not choose to bully the weak, which in a way can be considered as a gentleman being able to be deceived.

Jiang Chen naturally wouldn't waste such an opportunity to handle things calmly.

He lifted his right foot and then stepped down.

A fierce and unparalleled aura spread out in an instant, almost exactly the same as the old man's slap earlier.

The difference may be in strength, but there is no real difference in how they exert force.

Centered on Jiang Chen's right foot, the shop's bluestone floor instantly became covered with dense, spiderweb-like cracks.

Upon seeing this, the old man was initially startled.

He could easily discern that this was the power from the "Martial Arts Body Forging Technique".

The old man had never heard of anyone cultivating a Heaven-level military manual to this level in such a short time.

Immediately afterwards, the old man felt an overwhelming sense of regret.

What a promising young warrior! Why won't you become my disciple?

Jiang Chen's exaggerated performance completely dispelled the old man's anger.

He found the animal hide that Jiang Chen had handed him earlier among a pile of sawdust, picked it up and patted it a few times.

"You wait here, I'll help you gather what you need."

The old man stopped referring to himself as "this old man" and said somewhat listlessly, "Talent can make some people mistakenly believe they possess power, and the alien races lurking in the wilderness love to nip such illusions in the bud. I just hope you won't become one of them."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the old man offered this kind advice.

Jiang Chen naturally wouldn't intentionally provoke the other party, so he suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I've got it."

The old man clutched the animal hide in his hand, preparing to leave to purchase the supplies on Jiang Chen's list. Just before leaving, he couldn't help but ask again, "You really don't want to become my disciple?"

Jiang Chen smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

The old man sighed helplessly: "You have great talent. Work hard to become stronger. The future of humanity still depends on young people like you."

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, sensing that the old man's words had a hidden meaning.

"Is something big about to happen?"

"Hmph, there have been signs of this for a while now."

The old man changed his expression instantly, letting out a cold snort, clearly dissatisfied with Jiang Chen's slowness: "Do you know who the last Great Emperor of my human race was?"

Even though Jiang Chen spent most of his time in the isolated Xishi tribe, he had still heard of the existence of the Human Emperor: "Are you referring to Wujin?"

"Indeed, to suppress all races and take one's own achievements as one's surname, how magnificent!"

"you mean?"

"Do you know how much time has passed since Wu Jin's death?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen realized what was going on.

The Great Emperor's lifespan is ten thousand years.

At the height of human power, there were as many as six great emperors who sat high in the heavens and surveyed the universe.

Moreover, each generation has a new emperor who ascends to the throne, using his boundless power to uphold the dominant position of the human race.

Unfortunately, no one is invincible forever.

After Wujin's death, no new emperor appeared among the human race, and the imperial throne remained vacant for three thousand years.

Fear cannot last more than two generations, let alone such a distant period of time.

Leaving aside the powerful races that have been fighting to the death with the human race, even those races that have been terrified by the human race will be eager to make a move when the human race shows signs of decline.

After all, the human realm is the ancestral land of all races and beings.

In recent years, the actions of the alien races have become increasingly unscrupulous, and there have even been reports of their military headquarters being breached.

All of this means that great chaos is imminent.

Upon thinking of this, Jiang Chen frowned, but quickly relaxed his brow.

He bowed slightly to the departing old man, saying, "Thank you for informing me."

For him now, these things are all too far away.

He didn't know what the situation was like in other places, but here he was, the Shanyun tribe was there to support him.

What he should be thinking about now is what to do once the number of players increases.