Chapter 367 Teleport NPC

After they chatted for a while, a scent of rice wafted from near the teleportation array.

Chang'an Xiang No. 3 is a rice variety that was researched by an agricultural science researcher who was squeezed out of the Flower Growing Family project team in the early days. Due to the objective existence of spiritual energy in the Guixu Realm, the researcher was very bold to directly research spiritual rice varieties, and as a result, he developed Chang'an Xiang No. 3, which has low planting costs, high yields, good palatability, and will not cause excessive spiritual energy shock to ordinary people's bodies. It is no exaggeration to say that it is better than any rice variety on the Blue Planet.

This type of spiritual rice has become popular among major business houses and chambers of commerce. It is an epic breakthrough in raw materials for kitchen repairmen, so the selling price is still high.

However, giving priority to supplying Chang'an City and other mature cities under the rule of Taiyin Sect is not a problem. Even this batch of Chang'an Incense No. 3 used to "win people's hearts" was purchased at a high price by Guan Tangbao and Nietzsche, a batch of food rations that were originally supposed to flow into the market.

After all, thanks to the output of various mineral veins in the Haoqi League's Dongtian small world, the last thing Haoqi Changcun Sheyi lacks now is money. The favor of NPCs that can be bought with money is a business that is sure to make money!

However, the players who were cooking the porridge in the large cauldrons and iron pots were shocked by the aroma of rice: "Fuck, is rice really that fragrant?!"

"I'm so greedy. Why have I never felt that white porridge smells so good?"

"It should be some kind of technology that stimulates nerves and senses? And then beautifies people's memory of things? Oh, I can't make it up anymore. Anyway, I feel that this kind of 'fragrance' should not be real!"

"Can I have a sip?"

"Fuck, this thing is so expensive! Are you embarrassed? Go away! Get out of here!"

"Greedy girl! Can't you buy some and cook it yourself?"

"But I don't have a pot! And I'm too lazy to cook in real life. Do I have to go through the trouble of washing rice and cooking in the game?"

"But I don't like to carry bricks in real life. I am quite happy to carry bricks in "Ten Continents"..."

"Ah! You're a pervert!"

"Alright, alright, stop being naughty and quickly distribute the porridge. After we finish drinking, let Hua Dao start giving it away!"

"Hahaha, Huadao is so miserable! I guess he's going to be drained dry today!"

"It's his pleasure!"

"Thank you!" At some point, Ren Xinhuadao, who was already waiting next to the teleportation array, rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "I'm so honored!"

The process of distributing the porridge went very smoothly.

Because ceramics and glassware are expensive and difficult to carry, the players brought the cheapest bamboo cups - the porridge was also very thin, more like "rice soup" than porridge. This was the experience that the Jade Emperor privately reminded them of when he heard that they were planning to use this method to increase the favorability of NPCs, saying that if they ate too well or the porridge was too thick, it would upset the NPCs' stomachs.

Each bamboo tube has a small capacity, and a small cup of hot rice soup is not worth much, but it brings a sufficient sense of security in this place where there are occasional earthquakes and panic everywhere.

"One cup for each person. After we get out and settle down, we'll distribute rations to everyone!"

The turtle Qichun, who had some grassroots experience, kept order while repeatedly shouting. Whether it was true or false, such words could always make the confused crowd feel a little relieved.

The people of the Nabahai tribe were still somewhat orderly because of Dai Min, and the atmosphere in the crowd was not desperate. Even if it was pessimistic, some people sighed: "With this meal, even if we die, we can have a full meal!"

Many people secretly agreed with this statement, and even the idea of ​​distributing rice porridge before transmission was proposed by Nietzsche.

Winning the favor of NPCs was just the benefit she told the people in Sheyi on the surface. The deeper meaning was actually to prevent NPCs from escaping.

The temptation of food was enough to make many people who wanted to escape at the risk of being killed by Dai Min surrender, because in Tiangui Mountain, in this land that they themselves called "the land of divine punishment", hunger was the enemy that everyone had been fighting against for nearly a thousand years.

Perhaps it was because the expressions and attitudes of the players were too cheerful that many NPCs also laughed in private: "Yes! This is spiritual rice! I have never eaten spiritual rice in my life! This is the immortal food that only the immortals outside can eat when my grandma told us stories!"

"Even if they are immortals, they just drink spiritual rice soup every day!"

"You ignorant bumpkin! Can a god drink this? There must be salt and meat in it! It must be god meat!"

"What is fairy meat?"

"The meat that immortals eat! Doesn't it have to be immortal meat?"

"I don't know if I can eat meat before I die! I haven't eaten meat yet!"

"I'll kill you with greed!"

…

There are many people in the Nabahai tribe. Every time you transmit the Human Heart Transformation, you have to take a lot of drugs to replenish your mana bar. After seven or eight times in a row, the debuffs brought by taking drugs are really too much. Nietzsche simply suggested: "After you transmit this time, you can commit suicide! Wait for ten more minutes! Wait until you are resurrected, and then transmit this set. Otherwise, the debuff will reduce your mana recovery speed, and your efficiency will be very low!"

Ren Xinhuadao nodded helplessly, carrying the huge peony flower, and took another group of people to Wuwang City.

As soon as he passed it over, he was met head-on by Zhu Tumengjin (Zhao Qing).

Renxin Huadao took off his clothes beside the teleportation array and asked, "Second Senior Sister? Why are you here?"

Zhao Qing glanced at the person whose screenshots had been turned into emoticons without realizing it, and tried to hold back her laughter. She said, "I'd like to use your teleportation array to go over there later. When I was doing the mission for the senior sister, I met an NPC, so I want to go look for him!"

Renxinhuadao nodded readily: "Okay, but I have too many debuffs from taking drugs, so I'll commit suicide first. You wait for me for ten minutes!"

“Sure enough!”

Zhao Qing applied for the team that Renxin Huadao was in, and then began to observe the busy Wuwang City.

Nietzsche probably spent money to hire a lot of players and NPCs from Chang'an City and Rongyu City. As soon as the people who came back from the Human Heart Transformation Belt walked out of the teleportation array, someone distributed a small piece of paper with Arabic numerals to them one by one.

After handing out the small notes, someone brought the NPCs who were still somewhat confused about the situation to an open space not far away and began to register their information one by one in a booklet according to their numbers.

From name to age, from cultivation level to relationships with relatives and friends, almost everything was recorded in detail. A cultivator next to the author, who was obviously of high cultivation level, patiently recorded the "resident certificate" belonging to Wuwang City based on the name and various basic information of the registered NPC.