Chapter 13 High Altitude Landing
The tentative landing time for the Immortal Demon World is 20:00 in the Eastern Time Zone.
The flow of time on Blue Star is the same as that in the world of immortals and demons, and the time difference between the two is twelve hours. That is to say, when the players finish their work for the day and lie down in the game cabin, they will open their eyes to see the daytime Ice State and experience the joy of double working.
Imperial Capital, CBD, in a brightly lit conference room.
A middle-aged, pot-bellied man in a maroon suit was standing on the stage, spitting profusely. He shook his fist heavily while holding the microphone and loudly questioning:
"Look at your performance, don't you feel ashamed? Fengrui has already taken over the East China market, and you still want to touch our things! What is this? This is a provocation! Can we let this perennial runner-up win over us?"
All the employees said in unison: "No!"
"Since you can't, then why not just do it? I'll work overtime with you all today!"
As he was speaking, the alarm rang. The middle-aged man, as if struck by lightning, suddenly pulled his phone out of his pocket. The anger on his face changed, and he smiled as he flipped through the messages. Then he changed his tone and said, "I will accompany you to work overtime. You guys work hard. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Having said that, he ignored the shocked looks of his employees and rushed home with his briefcase.
The employees who were left behind were all confused and started discussing:
"This is outrageous! President Hu actually left early. Doesn't he work overtime until late at night every day? Why did he leave so early? It's not even eight o'clock yet—"
"His wife wants to divorce him? I don't know how the boss lady can stand such a stingy person. I always say they will fail sooner or later."
"They're not getting a divorce. They've been getting along pretty well lately. The boss's wife even came to deliver him dumplings a couple of days ago."
"Hey, didn't Mr. Hu win a spot in the beta test of Immortal Demon World? He even sent out a red envelope in the group chat earlier. I guess he's rushing home to play games now."
"Playing games? Mr. Hu even wants to use our video membership. Playing games doesn't cost money? Is he willing to spend that?"
"Who would have thought? This morning he printed out a picture of a man and placed it in his office, chanting, 'Master, increase your favorability, give me more contribution points.' I pushed the door open, and he even placed two plates of fruit on the photo. Normally, he would frown when we gave him an orange."
"Is it so perverted? What does that man look like?"
"Don't mention it, she's quite pretty. How can I describe it? She's hundreds of times prettier than your favorite star."
Similar things happened in every corner.
——"Boss, aren't you working overtime today?"
"He was busy going back to play games. He packed up his things and was ready to run away before six o'clock."
——"Xiao Chen, let's go out for dinner tonight. I can introduce you to some high-quality local men."
"Sorry, Auntie, I have a headache, stomachache, and knee pain today. I feel uncomfortable everywhere and don't have time to eat."
"So when are you free?"
"The sect construction will take at least thirty days. Ah, I mean, I haven't been feeling well for several months. This illness requires long-term treatment. I'll be leaving now."
——"Brother, I just bought an island, do you want to come and visit?"
"I'm not free recently. You know, the dog owned by my eighth aunt's seventh aunt's nephew's niece died, and I have to keep vigil for it for at least a month."
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At 20:00 Blue Star time, login access to the Immortal and Demon World will be open.
Several energy fluctuations appeared in the sky above the Ice State, and players appeared one by one on time. They were wearing azure disciple uniforms and fell from the sky.
"Wow, who designed the landing point so high in the sky? I'm going to die! I'm going to fall to my death!"
"Stupid guy, keep your head up, don't fall over! You won't die from a fall of ten meters."
Some people panic, while others remain calm and composed.
Ye Lingfei landed steadily on the ground with a floating leap. His ponytail swayed only slightly, and he even had enough energy to catch the [Playing Games is for Material] that fell at the same time.
[I play games to gather material] He put me down steadily, and as soon as my feet touched the ground, I screamed in excitement, "This is so fucking thrilling! The feel of the ground, the texture of the wind blowing on my face, and the feeling of my heart pumping as I fall from that height! It's so cool! Is this the charm of holographic games?"
The character's physical fitness is much stronger than that of the three-dimensional one.
Players were seen falling from the sky from time to time. Ye Lingfei would jump up with his arms outstretched, holding a player in each hand and hanging two more on his body.
He leaped among the players, enjoying the excitement brought by his power.
He had played many games, but none of them could be so realistic. Every cell in his body was boiling, and Ye Lingfei felt like he was traveling freely in the world and could do anything.
The wind blew his long hair. Ye Lingfei smiled fiercely, his eyes and eyebrows full of pride.
No one was injured, and the players helped each other and landed safely.
After landing, some players still miss the feeling of landing.
"It's so exciting. This is three stories high, and I haven't even jumped over it yet! I feel great today."
"I thought I'd get hurt after jumping from such a high place, but hey, nothing happened. This character is too strong. If it were a three-dimensional smaller body, I'd probably be sent to the ICU right away."
"I don't know if we'll land here again tomorrow. It was so sudden today. All I could think about was screaming. I'll definitely give it my all tomorrow!"
Seeing the players' excitement, Crimson interrupted with a smile, "Alright, brothers and sisters, we still have work to do today! Let's go back to where we were yesterday. Let's assemble the windwheel car and set off on our adventure!"
The excitement brought by the high-altitude landing made the players' cheeks hot. At this time, Crimson called out, and the players naturally agreed. Taking advantage of the high morale, Crimson led them to run quickly to the place where the materials were piled up.
Jian Shiyuan didn't expect them to come so soon. He was still absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
Hearing a noise not far away, Jian Shiyuan glanced at the players. His eyes, which seemed to be sparkling due to the fluctuation of spiritual power, were slightly cold. He had a gentle and clear appearance, and the occasional indifference made it even more charming. The players did not dare to laugh and just stared at him blankly.
Jian Shiyuan stood up and walked towards them, his eyes still cold and indifferent, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, blending with an indescribable charm, like a night-blooming cereus soaked in strong liquor, with a stimulating smell and a graceful bloom.
"Master, your eyes"
Jian Shiyuan hummed meaninglessly.
All was silent, and suddenly a humming voice came from the corner, "His eyes, his eyes, are like shining stars"
The other players glared at the long-haired male player with the ID [Playing games to collect materials], but Jian Shiyuan smiled.
In this state, Jian Shiyuan's smile was even more dazzling. He squinted his eyes. The sunlight was cold, but it became warm when it touched his lips. Jian Shiyuan was used to just smiling in an arc and looking at him sideways. Maybe he really found it funny. He laughed for a long time, and his eyes turned red.
Song Mu had been paying attention to Jian Shiyuan's expression. He saw that he smiled slowly and could clearly make out the curve of the corners of his lips.
Jian Shiyuan asked, "Did I scare you? I'm practicing. When my spiritual energy fluctuates, my eyes will light up."
Jian Shiyuan's cultivation is also different from that of ordinary cultivators.
Conventional practice involves concentrating your mind, finding a cave to retreat, and practicing patiently.
However, his journey was full of setbacks, and he would often be attacked by people in the middle of his retreat, so Jian Shiyuan had to figure out a method to practice anytime and anywhere.
Breathing Technique.
It didn't require a deliberate retreat; as long as the practitioner's mind was firm and unperturbed by external factors, enlightenment could occur anytime, anywhere. Just like now, Jian Shiyuan was chatting with the players while practicing, even absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth while casting spells.
However, no matter how good a technique is, it has its own flaws. The flaw of practicing the breathing technique is that the practitioner's eyes will flash due to the fluctuation of spiritual power.
Hearing Jian Shiyuan say this, the players also became excited and circled around him. "No, no, no, we're not scared at all. It's actually quite beautiful. Master, will it get brighter at night?"
Before Jian Shiyuan could say anything, the player added, "Master, you are really frugal. You can save money on buying a flashlight!"
Jian Shiyuan:
There was also a player who came very close. When Jian Shiyuan turned his head to look at him, he covered his face and yelled, "Oh my, Master, you are so beautiful. You blinded my eyes."
They gathered around Jian Shiyuan to watch the excitement, but Jian Shiyuan didn't care. Shenhong, however, was unhappy and squeezed in, pulling the players back one by one, "Work! Work!"
The players were pushed around by him and cursed at him, saying things like "deep skinning", "deep worldly benevolence", and "exploiting the surplus value of the proletariat".
Watching the players leave together, Jian Shiyuan slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body began to flow more smoothly, gradually converging into the Qi Xue.
Song Mu turned around and looked at Jian Shiyuan from afar. He still had a smile on his face, and his moist, crimson lips were gently pursed, revealing a hint of paleness. His lip lines were beautiful, and he looked very approachable.
What a gentle person he is, Song Mu sighed and turned to devote himself to hard work.
When Jian Shiyuan opened his eyes again, the players had already assembled the snow transportation and were taking turns trying it out.
The transportation vehicle designed with wooden oxen and flowing horses is very interesting. It is generally in the style of a tricycle, but the three wheels in the front and rear have been specially treated. The axle supports wide-edged wooden spokes that extend radially. The outermost part of the outline is a deep groove, with scrapers and brackets fixed by iron wire.
Jian Shiyuan approached, and Mu Niu Liu Ma fiddled with the pedals with a worried look on his face. "Hey, if it can't carry more than 50 kilograms, what's the point of this cart? Our lightest female player weighs more than 50 kilograms, right?"
His design focuses on speed.
It is quite difficult to move in such thick snow. If the speed is too slow, the snow that is rolled over will freeze into ice on the axles, seriously affecting the life of the tool. He designed this windmill cart by drawing on the ancient wisdom of "ox turning the cart", which can maintain balance and steady speed in the snow.
However, despite all his calculations, he overlooked the load-bearing capacity of wood and the limitations of the design itself. To maintain the speed, the weight limit must be lowered.
The wooden ox and the flowing horse grabbed their hair in pain, wasting two days. It was because he had not thought it through and wasted everyone's progress.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Niu Liu Ma looked up. Jian Shiyuan was looking down at him, with a smile in her beautiful eyes. "How can I help you?"
Jian Shiyuan looked at the finished vehicle and said, "It's a very ingenious design. You did a great job."
It is really amazing that Mu Niu Liu Ma was able to design a tool suitable for traveling on the snow in one day and also made it with the players.
Hearing Jian Shiyuan's praise, Mu Niu Liu Ma became even more depressed. He stammered and, with a slightly tearful tone, he fell to the ground at Jian Shiyuan's feet, determined to give up. "But it can't carry more than 50 kilograms. We can't use it at all! I'm such a loser! I quit!"
He howled as he told the Wooden Ox and the Flowing Horse all his ideas, designs, and original intentions. The more he spoke, the sadder he became. In the world of immortals and demons, he was full of inspiration. From the design sketch to the final drawing modification, he completed it in one go. He thought he could succeed in one go, but he didn't expect to produce a defective product with big defects.
This has never happened in the three-dimensional world!
Even when he was just starting to learn carpentry, he didn't make such tools that didn't meet practical needs.
Jian Shiyuan listened patiently, thought for a moment, and chuckled, "Don't be sad, and there's no need to increase its load capacity."
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