The old Daoist looked at their surroundings and sighed with feeling.
“It would be nice if I could go fishing.”
Hearing this, Zuo Lin'an sighed helplessly.
“You want to go fishing? Then you'll have to wait a few more years.”
By now, the old Daoist already knew some basic information about the supernatural world.
As it continuously assimilated other worlds and received massive amounts of energy feedback, these uninhabited lands, the Withered Forest and Barren Mountains, would gradually return to life.
When that time came, the rivers and schools of fish the old Daoist looked forward to would naturally appear.
“It would be great if it could happen faster. Beautiful mountains and clear waters are much more pleasing to the eye.”
Zuo Lin'an was somewhat surprised.
“What? Do you not care that your own world is being assimilated by specter energy?”
The old Daoist snorted softly.
“Our world was already a chaotic mess to begin with. All kinds of demons, monsters, ghosts, and ghouls popped up endlessly. Every few years, those fools would manage to cook up some new tricks.”
“It's just one more type of specter. So what? I don't think it's a big deal.”
“Besides, I told you about the pure ghost body before.”
Zuo Lin'an nodded secretly. “True.”
The old Daoist sighed with emotion.
“The yin qi emitted by a pure ghost body has a purity of about fifty to sixty percent at the lower end, but at the higher end, it can exceed ninety-five percent!”
“This yin qi is top-tier cultivation material.”
“In our world, these kinds of yin souls were as rare as national treasures. If used too harshly, they would be sucked dry and have their souls completely scattered.”
At this point, he clicked his tongue in wonder.
“But specters are different.”
“Their very existence is a rule. They cannot be completely killed at all.”
“Furthermore, every single specter is pure and flawless!”
“If we could catch a few more and gather them together, it would be equivalent to an endless supply station of pure yin qi—what is commonly known as a yin vein!”
“For those who specialize in this path, it is simply a priceless treasure! Even for a nation, it is an extremely precious strategic resource!”
Zuo Lin'an knew about spirit veins, but this was the first time he had heard of a yin vein.
The old Daoist swayed his head leisurely.
“The difficult part is that they can only be dealt with using talents, specter items, and rules.”
“But on this point, I still have a lot of confidence in those people.”
“They will always find a way.”
“As for whether the assimilation succeeds or fails as you mentioned? In my opinion, as long as you tell them that once assimilation fails, all specters will completely disappear...”
Zuo Lin'an raised an eyebrow.
The old Daoist chuckled. “I reckon a lot of people would object to that.”
Having said that, he stretched lazily.
“Alright, alright. In any case, this old Daoist can't go back now. No matter what happens, it's none of my business.”
Zuo Lin'an found it amusing.
“You certainly have a good mindset.”
The old Daoist sighed with emotion.
“If I didn't have a good mindset, I wouldn't have lived to this age...”
He picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
“Mm, good tea!”
“As expected of the dungeon boss Special Supply version of tea leaves. You can only buy them from the mall on your work phone.”
Zuo Lin'an was speechless. How could he not understand what the old man was hinting at?
“Just let me know when you finish it, and I'll buy more for you.”
Since the old man had already become his puppet, Zuo Lin'an was willing to indulge his minor hobbies. As long as he didn't go too far, Zuo Lin'an wouldn't be stingy with such small things.
Zuo Lin'an turned to look to the other side. Currently, Feng Xingyun was practicing Tai Chi there.
This guy had watched all sorts of wuxia dramas on the internet before. He didn't care much for other things, but he had somehow become obsessed with Tai Chi.
He even kept complaining that it was a pity there were only moves without any corresponding internal cultivation techniques.
Wasn't that the truth?
Where would Tai Chi get an internal cultivation technique?
As for Lin Xiaolei, he wasn't here.
Over the past few days, he had gotten completely familiar with Xu Youyou. Since the two of them weren't here, they had most likely gone off to play somewhere else again.
Right now...
Zuo Lin'an closed his eyes and used his God's-eye view to check his entire dungeon area. Sure enough, he spotted them over at the old residence on the summit of the mountain right in the center.
Each of them was riding a paper crane, sitting on them as they flew and chatted.
Xu Youyou was constantly telling Lin Xiaolei something, and Lin Xiaolei was nodding along repeatedly.
“They're having quite an enthusiastic chat.”
Zuo Lin'an shook his head secretly. Leaving them be, he casually found a place to sit, pulled out his phone to check newly posted threads, and browsed the system's mall.
He still remembered that he wanted to buy some puppet NPCs.
Having nothing to do over the past few days, he had browsed a lot. There were several puppet NPCs sitting in his shopping cart that he had taken a liking to before but had hesitated to buy.
His plan was actually very simple. He wanted one who knew how to cook, who could normally be put in the kitchen to prepare meals, and who could be brought in to act as a chef once the dungeon opened.
He also wanted someone like a steward who could handle trivial and tedious chores.
He would place them under Feng Xingyun's management, making things easier for everyone.
He glanced at Feng Xingyun not far away again. Although the other party had become his puppet, Zuo Lin'an wouldn't stop treating them as human because of it.
He still maintained basic respect.
Don't be fooled by how young Feng Xingyun looked; he was still an old grandpa over a hundred and forty years old. He couldn't be expected to cook and clean all the time, could he?
Hm?
Zuo Lin'an noticed some newly listed dungeon puppets.
It was a pair of twin brothers, and they happened to be from the 【Wuxia World】.
What was more, their abilities perfectly matched his needs.
One was a chef, and the other had previously been a steward for a wealthy household.
Packaged together, the two of them only cost 1 Contribution point.
It seemed quite cheap.
It was probably because they weren't martial artists and their abilities were very basic, which was why they were being sold so cheaply.
If bought individually, their prices wouldn't even be measured in Contribution points.
At this moment, the old Daoist sitting to the side suddenly spoke.
“I've seen you agonizing over that for several days now. Have you still not decided?”
He had only found out a couple of days ago that a dungeon boss could sell the puppet NPCs within their own dungeon.
He had been somewhat surprised at the time, but he didn't feel much panic.
Because he could tell that Zuo Lin'an had absolutely no intention of selling them.
Or rather, running into a dungeon boss like this was actually quite lucky. At least they didn't have to worry about being repeatedly resold like merchandise.
Zuo Lin'an was indeed conflicted.
“Yeah. Calculating the time, the staff should be coming to collect the unsolvable specter soon. I can buy them now to get prepared.”
“Once the unsolvable specter is collected, the dungeon can open normally again, and we can use them right away.”
However, the old Daoist slowly shook his head.
“In my opinion, the current dungeon doesn't need any more NPCs at all. Just you and Feng Xingyun are enough. Having too many other people might actually be detrimental.”
Zuo Lin'an's hand browsing the items paused.
“Oh? How so?”
By now, the old Daoist also knew about Zuo Lin'an's Death Rule and the gold hairpin specter item in his hand.
“With your methods, as long as you want to kill them, I reckon those players won't survive very long.”
“So even if you buy those NPCs, you won't have any use for them.”
“Cooking?”
“I think if you just move a bit faster, you won't even need to cook before the players are all gone.”
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