Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

After the hall was cleaned, it was time to go to the rooms. Aside from the room with Kiana's nameplate, Rita noticed that the decor in the other rooms was pretty much the same, like specially decorated guest rooms.

But... who would have so many guest rooms in their own home? Rita was a little puzzled, which made her even more curious about Wang Xuanqiao's own room.

Is it possible that even the room where the store manager lives is the same as the guest room?

The answer was of course no. But when Rita actually entered Wang Xuanqiao's room, she was a little surprised.

Compared to the other rooms, Wang Xuanqiao's room was simply shabby. It could even be said that it was completely out of place in the entire house, as if it had been suddenly transplanted in after the entire building was completed.

However, this room wasn't without its own unique characteristics. For example, the air-purifying aromatherapy used there was fundamentally different from the other rooms. It had a light, herbal, fresh scent that wasn't quite fragrant, but the faintest whiff of it was relaxing.

Moreover, the compact layout of the small room also gives it a tight and warm feeling.

Rita unconsciously walked towards the desk under the window. On it sat a brand-new laptop, seemingly unused. There was also a wooden pen holder, carved with a cockerel, filled with a few pens of various colors; a small, delicate incense burner, from which the scent of incense filled the room; and a white teacup, which looked empty for some time.

Next to the desk, of course, was a bookshelf, crammed with a variety of colorful books. Rita glanced at them and, even if she couldn't recognize the titles, she could guess they were novels and comics. There were reference books as well, but they were tucked away at the very top, clearly unused.

The last facility in the room was probably the bed, which could at best accommodate two people lying side by side. Rita only needed to touch the mattress to know it wasn't high-end, and the quality of the sheets and quilt couldn't compare to those in the guest rooms.

If you don't know, you might think this room is occupied by the servants of this family. It is not only ordinary, but even shabby.

How could he live in a room like this? Rita wondered from the bottom of her heart.

This man possesses such great power, this game hall is as magical as a divine realm, and he is generous and kind to his guests like family...but he chooses to live in a room like this?

Rita had met many powerful people, and without exception, they were all keen to enjoy the luxury and convenience brought by power and status in all aspects, and would never leave any gaps out of thin air, because that would be tantamount to putting an ugly patch on an expensive dress.

But Wang Xuanqiao did just that. Not only did he do it, but he seemed quite happy about it?

Judging from the condition of the beds, someone basically sleeps here every night.

What kind of person is the store manager? Rita supported the long handle of the mop with both hands and leaned lightly on it.

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After Wang Xuanqiao and Xianyun communicated with the blacksmith Sebala from Mineral Town, they got the answer that they needed to forge a new set of molds.

Sabara was very enthusiastic and said that he would not charge forging fees, but they still needed to collect the ore materials needed for forging themselves.

The demand was not a small amount. In order to quickly produce the magical tools designed by Xianyun, Wang Xuanqiao simply rolled up his sleeves and dragged Xianyun down to the mine.

As for Zhongli? He had already headed towards the mine after hearing the required amount of ore.

The three of them soon met in a dark mine. Zhongli was swinging his hammer vigorously, hammering at the raw stones containing minerals. Seeing Wang Xuanqiao and Xianyun arrive, he stopped and pointed at the other raw stones nearby.

The meaning is obvious - right there, dig.

——The author has something to say——

Volume 169: : Zhongli is good at both mining and discussing Taoism

Those who work with their heads down are oxen and horses, while those who hold their heads high and shout are workers.

"Eighty! Eighty! Eight-ten!"

Wang Xuanqiao swung the sledgehammer, rhythmically smashing the mineral-laden rock one blow after another, attracting Xianyun's frequent glances.

Zhongli, on the other hand, wasn't surprised by this. However, he noticed that Xianyun's behavior was indeed hindering their work, so he explained as he swung his hammer, "When workers are working, especially in groups, they often use slogans to elevate their spirits and unleash more energy."

"Regardless of whether it truly awakens potential, the very act of calling out is a means of focusing energy. It's powerful and harmless to labor. I imagine the store manager is well aware of this."

Xianyun didn't know where to start.

She was not completely unfamiliar with the slogan, but what was this "eighty"?

This is not the amount of ore you need?

She remained silent, but Wang Xuanqiao began to echo Zhongli, "That's right! When doing hard labor like this, you need to shout to keep yourself motivated! If you don't regulate yourself during mechanical and repetitive work, relying solely on a single goal to drive you, you'll quickly become exhausted."

How come you're still so excited? Xianyun was a little puzzled.

"This is the wisdom of the working people." Zhongli nodded. "The great way runs through it. The working people practice it, and the wise people understand it."

"How did you get so excited?" Xianyun suddenly felt a mixture of laughter and tears. Discussing philosophy while mining—is this really normal?

But she also understood that the so-called "discussion of the Dao" was merely a facade. Both Zhongli and Wang Xuanqiao were actually using this method to while away their boring working hours.

Time naturally flies by when you can chat with friends while working. Xianyun knows this, but she has been so used to being alone for so many years that she has become a little slow.

If they were still here... Xianyun suddenly remembered the woman who always liked to argue with him.

During that chaotic time, finding some quiet time by yourself was a real challenge. There was always a lot to do, and even when I did have some free time, someone would be urging me to get together and have some fun...

Oh, why did I think of these things again... Xianyun swung the hammer hard and crushed the ore in front of him with one blow.

It's worth saying that the system has improved upon the classic game "Story of Seasons." In the original game, you'd probably start to tire yourself out after just a short while in the mines, but the three of them even burned the midnight oil, battling the ore all night long!

As long as they weren't tired, they could keep working. Even with such diligence in mining, they inevitably became covered in dirt. Fortunately, the game provided dirt-resistant clothing, otherwise Zhongli and Xianyun's original outfits would have become a horrible sight.

The three men carried a large amount of ore on their shoulders and in their arms and left the mine early the next morning.

Xianyun no longer wears glasses because the lenses are covered with dust, which hinders his vision; Wang Xuanqiao did not take them off, but just put them down and pressed them on the wings of his nose, which just locked the nasal cavity and prevented dust from getting in; Zhongli was more relaxed, but his face looked a little blurry.

No matter who they were, they were all covered in a thick layer of dust. With sensory feedback at full blast, it felt like they had become a sand man, with tiny pieces of gravel and pebbles falling from their bodies at any moment...

"When the time comes, the first tool must be an axe and a saw." Xianyun held his hands full of ore and did not dare to move his arms at all.

"Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to keep carrying things by hand like this without any tools."

"Very good. Using some sturdy materials to weave a backpack can indeed save a lot of trouble." Zhongli immediately expressed his agreement.

Although Wang Xuanqiao wanted to say that the game provided a backpack, he changed his mind and realized that the backpack could not fit much stuff at all, so it would be useless to carry it, so he put the matter behind him.

Instead of relying on that thing, it is better to rely on the brilliant ideas of Xianyun, the engineering genius.

At this moment, Zhongli suddenly offered a suggestion to Xianyun and Wang Xuanqiao: "Now that the ore has been collected, we can leave it on the farm and then borrow a peddler's cart to transport it to town. You and I have been busy all night, so why don't you join me in resting for a while at the hot springs ahead?"

"Hot springs." Wang Xuanqiao looked at the uninhabited hot spring not far from the mine and said, "It is said that this hot spring is managed by a goddess behind the scenes, so it has many wonderful things."

"It has unexpectedly added some fun to explore. But I haven't been there in person yet. I only occasionally heard the townspeople mention that it has the effect of relieving fatigue and promoting sleep." Zhongli nodded with some difficulty, carrying the huge block of ore on his shoulders.

"Then hurry up. We are covered in dust and it will be uncomfortable if we stay here for too long." Xianyun took the lead and walked towards the farm with the pile of ore. She was probably the one among the three who could not stand being covered in dust the most.

So the three of them went back to the farm to unload the ore they were carrying, took some bathing supplies, and returned to the hot spring in front of the mine together.

The hot spring is indeed unmanned, but it has all the necessary facilities, including showers and changing rooms, and even swimsuits for mixed bathing.

Originally, Wang Xuanqiao and Zhongli had prepared to stagger the entry of the group to accommodate Xianyun. But now it seemed that this was no longer necessary.

After washing off a few streams of sand and mud in the hot spring baths and ensuring they were free of the dirt and rocks they'd brought from the mines, they changed into their swimsuits. Xianyun went in first, and after she found a corner to sit down, Wang Xuanqiao and Zhongli followed.

This hot spring does contain some kind of strange energy.

Xianyun gently scooped up a handful of hot spring water, and the steaming water slowly flowed down her jade-white arms, but there was no sign of hypothermia.

There are indeed some tricks... Xianyun adjusted her posture, stretching her long legs straight from her duck-like position and immersing her upper body further into the hot spring water. However, she had untied her hair, and its cascading hair spread out on the water, adding a touch of strangeness.

It can be said that there is no longer any sense of charm when bathing with the opposite sex.

But Wang Xuanqiao hadn't considered taking advantage of this. He and Zhongli sat together, occupying the gap in the wooden wall of the hot spring, looking towards the waterfall, not even glancing at Xianyun.

"I feel like we should bring in some tea and snacks at a time like this." Wang Xuanqiao sat cross-legged there, shaking his head regretfully.

"Yeah. Taking advantage of the hot spring, we drink tea and chat. Although it doesn't quite match quiet rest, it does have some leisure time." Zhongli also sat cross-legged with his hands on his knees, looking a bit like he was meditating.

"Well, quiet rest doesn't mean you have to sit here in silence." Wang Xuanqiao shrugged. "Quiet rest, quiet rest. What's important is a quiet mind, not a quiet object, isn't it?"

"That's as it should be." Zhongli nodded gently. "It's just that the debate on tranquility of mind is too biased towards the study of the mind, so it's always inevitable to first seek tranquility of the external world in order to achieve tranquility of mind."

"Although there's no tea right now, we can still enjoy some casual conversation. I see the manager has some understanding of the Tao, so could I take this opportunity to ask for your advice?"

Hearing Zhongli's intention to discuss the Dao, Wang Xuanqiao considered it for a moment, but decided not to refuse. While he wasn't some ancient monster who had lived for centuries, sometimes a single major event could equate to decades or even centuries of life, so a little time wasn't a big deal.

"Okay, which one do you want to talk about?" he asked Zhongli.

"Let's talk about the Tao we've been following recently," Zhongli replied. "The shop owner knows the significance of call signs to workers, and his mining skills are quite sophisticated. It's hard not to be curious about his path to enlightenment."

Hearing this, Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but laugh.

The road to truth? That's not a road to truth, it's real work.

"Judging from my current achievements, those experiences might have been a search for truth," he sighed and replied, "but back then, it was simply a matter of survival."

He had learned the skill of mining after entering the samsara space. Wang Xuanqiao recalled that time when he was just a novice with little experience. He was thrown into the northern border by the samsara space to build the Great Wall. Every day when he opened his eyes, he would mine and move stones, and when he closed his eyes, he would miss home.

But is it okay to not build the Great Wall? It's really not possible. The Great Wall was a permanent defense built by the human world to resist the invasion of monster hordes, and the mission given by the reincarnation space is to successfully resist a monster horde attack.

Honestly, building the Great Wall was already a pretty safe arrangement. If he were to fight the enemy, Wang Xuanqiao felt he wouldn't survive more than two days.

The mining business was indeed honed at that time.

Seeing that there was a good opportunity to chat, Wang Xuanqiao told Zhongli about his past.

——The author has something to say——

Sorry, something delayed me from writing today, and now I'm working like crazy to stay up late to update everyone.

In order to save time, I will not say anything, but if you have any questions, you can leave comments in the barrage. Although I am a bit slow in typing, I reply to messages very quickly (hello

Anyway, the second update is also being written. Book friends who are still awake after reading this update should go to bed early!

Good night!

(Continue typing miserably)

Volume 170: : Mineral Ranch? Immortal Ranch!

Wang Xuanqiao has never told many people about his experience in the reincarnation space.

Firstly, it was mostly boring. For example, during the fight against the monster invasion mentioned earlier, he spent the entire time building the Great Wall. Not only did he build it himself, he also tried to encourage others to work overtime with him. Because Wang Xuanqiao knew that his life depended on this line of defense.

If the Great Wall is there, he can pass; if the Great Wall falls, he will surely die.

If something like this happened in those infinite flow novels, the readers would probably be so angry that they would run away on the spot.

Secondly, things in the reincarnation space are more or less inconsistent with the public's values. In the early days, people did everything they could to survive, and in the middle days, they did everything they could to strengthen themselves. As for the later days? It's hard to say whether the reincarnators in the later days can be called human beings.

This is also why Wang Xuanqiao has never changed his mind about leaving the reincarnation space. He has no idea how long he can maintain his bottom line as a human being in this environment of survival, plundering and killing, so he tries to leave as soon as he has the chance.

But now that Zhongli asked, Wang Xuanqiao took this opportunity to talk about these past events.

He wasn't trying to brag about his experiences; he was simply saying that seeking the truth wasn't about the glitz and glamour of it for him. Those realizations weren't so much enlightenment as they were the raw power of suffering crammed into his soul.

At the foot of the Great Wall in the north, the cry of "eighty" was a way for the Chinese people to find joy in the midst of hardship.

"I never thought the store manager had such an experience." Zhongli was also very moved after hearing this. "Instead, I was a little disrespectful. I hope the store manager will forgive me."

"It's okay, it's all in the past." Wang Xuanqiao waved his hand. "Look, I can sit here and chat now. Doesn't that prove that those things can't hold me back?"

"Anyone who can forge a path forward from adversity, even despair, is undoubtedly an admirable hero." Zhongli nodded. "It's only natural that the store manager has achieved what he has today."

"Actually, there's a bit of luck involved as well." Wang Xuanqiao shook his head and said, "I don't know if you can tell, but I'm actually taking the path of physical strengthening. Oh, that's what I mean by choosing this method of cultivation."

"Although the path of body refinement requires enduring intense pain every time you advance, it's much easier to achieve and more rewarding than other paths of cultivation. I originally thought it would just be a bit of hardship, a trip to the gates of hell at most, but I never expected this path to be suddenly cut off!"

"If I hadn't met the real God back then, and he gave me a fragment of the world to connect me to the future, I really wouldn't have made it this far."

Thinking of this, Wang Xuanqiao sighed. Meeting a true god was indeed a rare opportunity, but continuing on the path forward wasn't entirely a gift. After all, if the fragments of the world were left there, problems would arise.

Hearing Wang Xuanqiao mention the existence of a "real God", Zhongli couldn't help but think about the world's hierarchy.

Once upon a time, he thought that the law of nature had taken the throne of heaven. Unexpectedly, there are people beyond people, mountains beyond mountains, and worlds beyond worlds. Now, there is a true God beyond the gods.

However, Zhongli was not discouraged. Instead, he became more confident in his future endeavors to fight against the law of nature. Since the real world was so vast, he shouldn't limit his vision to just Teyvat.

The hot springs were quite pleasant, and time flew by. The three of them changed their clothes, emerged radiantly, and began to split up. Wang Xuanqiao went to town to borrow a cart from Zak, Xianyun went to figure out how to design the backpack props, and Zhongli carried his axe to gather the necessary materials.

The three of them each performed their duties, and soon another in-game day had passed. After Sabala finished forging, Wang Xuanqiao brought the newly forged tools back from town. He couldn't wait to test Xianyun's design to see if it would actually work.

If it succeeds, then the game can be renamed "Xianjia Ranch".

Hearing about the new tool test, Zhongli and Xianyun also rushed back from the suburbs. The three of them gathered at the edge of the field. Wang Xuanqiao held the silver-blue hoe made entirely of metal and raised it solemnly above his head.

Seeing this, Xianyun even stopped breathing for a moment.

Zhongli was looking at the hoe carefully. He felt as if something was converging towards it.

Wang Xuanqiao also vaguely sensed the change. He took a deep breath, concentrated it in his dantian, then lowered his waist and swung his hoe hard into the soil before him.

Something jaw-dropping happened!

I saw that the unturned land in front of me seemed to have entered Tuxingsun, and it bulged up in an instant, and then began to rampage in the field.