Chapter 71 I Don't Want to Be Bribed
Compared to the handless and footless sugarcane, the golden-haired bamboo raccoon calmly walked up to Wang Ergou in a human-like posture and asked with interest: "Milk tea? Is it a specialty of your other world?"
"Another world!?"
Wang Ergou widened his eyes, turned his head and questioned Bai Chenxue and Jia Xiaoren with his eyes, his pupils full of disbelief.
You sold our hometown now! ?
Selling it is fine, but you two idiots are still looking at me with stupid faces! ? Wang Ergou, who was full of inner drama, looked at Bai Chenxue and Jia Xiaoren's eyes, which were clear and even a little stupid, and he felt numb.
The bamboo fairy shook the sugarcane leaves and explained the whole story: "The child said that you came from another world, and that you can all be resurrected. He said that we are some kind of 'Ai Ai'. It's quite interesting. However, I have lived for thousands of years, and this is the first time I have seen a human walking in the Guixu world as a puppet. It's interesting!"
After hearing what Ganzhe said, Wang Ergou felt relieved, but at the same time, he inexplicably felt a sense of loss, thinking, "As expected."
Come to think of it, if he was doing well as a malo on Blue Star, and suddenly someone appeared and told him that he was an AI in a virtual world and all his behaviors were designed, he would definitely suggest that the other person go to a mental hospital for a full examination, then download an anti-fraud APP, and post a message "bad luck" in Changshui's book club, and finally order some barbecue to calm his nerves.
"Ahaha, that's right, we are indeed from another world. As for why we use puppets... it's because we don't have spiritual energy there, and we can't practice immortality, so we just use puppets to experience it, haha!"
After answering the sugarcane spirit's question in a roundabout way, Wang Ergou continued to enthusiastically promote the many drinks he brought.
"Come on, come on, two seniors, this is honey lemon tea, made from honey and lemon, fragrant, sweet and sour..."
The golden-haired bamboo civet was the first to pick up the wooden cup of honey lemon tea, took a sip, smacked his lips twice to savor it, then drank the whole cup of honey lemon tea in one breath and burped.
It praised: "It tastes good!"
Then, without waiting for Wang Ergou to continue his sales pitch, he picked up another wooden cup filled with different liquid and drank it down.
The bamboo fairy nearby was extremely greedy when seeing this, but it had neither a mouth nor hands or feet. Finally, it had an idea, and it pulled out a few slender roots from the soil, and then inserted the roots into a row of wooden cups on the ground, absorbing the liquid in the cups.
"Hmm... a little too sweet, but the watermelon one is good! The peach flavor is also okay, but the remaining ones are too sweet! Hiss——Why are they gone!?"
Zhuxian, who had "drunk" several cups of drinks in a few gulps, was commenting on the taste. Without noticing, several cups that were only a few dozen centimeters high were empty.
Wang Ergou rubbed his hands and said deliberately, "I'm really sorry for coming here in a hurry. Although these milk teas are not valuable, they still take a lot of effort to make. There are only so many left when I came. But if you two seniors like it, why don't you settle down in our community? We prepare new products for you every day! In addition to these, there are at least dozens of popular milk teas in our place, and you can drink different ones for several months!" Zhuxian snorted coldly and said, "Humph, I heard that you wanted to trick us two. Why, did anyone tell you that civet meat is valuable? Or that thousand-year-old bamboo is a tonic?"
The golden-haired bamboo raccoon corrected him: "You are sugar cane."
“No, two seniors, I have absolutely no such intention!” Wang Ergou pointed to the sky and swore: “Our Taiyin Sect is a legitimate sect under the name of Guangcheng Sect. Besides, everyone who practices Taoism knows that if you harm sentient beings at will, you will bear karma. Not only will you suffer heavenly tribulations during your practice, but it will also be difficult for you to attain enlightenment. How could we possibly do such a thankless task!”
Not only Bai Chenxue didn't know what Wang Ergou said, even Jia Xiaoren didn't know - they only knew that stealing would result in a warning and being locked up in a dark room, and that committing a crime would result in an account being blocked, so they dared not even think about things like killing people (monsters) and arson, and this was the first time they heard an explanation for this in the game.
It makes sense when you think about it. Apart from other things, if killing and robbing is no burden, then these powerful demon cultivators are not also "natural treasures" in another sense? Then all the major sects must organize demon-slaying activities every day, eating and taking, relying on food to cultivate immortality and prove the truth? Then "Records of the Ten Continents" should not be called "Records of the Ten Continents", but should be renamed "Devouring the Ten Continents"! Just when the two were sighing that Wang Ergou was worthy of being a game anchor and even knew the setting of the game world view, Zhuxian asked curiously: "Huh? Taiyin Sect is a sect under the name of Guangcheng Sect? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"It's a small sect, established less than half a year ago, so it's not worth mentioning," Wang Ergou said as he took out his disciple token and held it high, showing the side with the Guangcheng Sect mark to the sugar cane spirit and the bamboo civet monster, adding, "This is our sect's disciple token, and it does have the Guangcheng Sect mark on it."
Wang Ergou had used this method of proving identity when he was in Shenyou Village, and he was now very familiar with it.
The so-called sect's mark is actually a way for small sects and factions to curry favor with others.
Generally speaking, a sect that has a reputation in the sect will be given a talisman that can be used for marking - a kind of magic weapon, whose main purpose is to mark the sect on objects to distinguish their identities.
Some extremely large sects have countless sects under their names, and they are too impatient to remember them all, so they simply issue these small sects such talismans and ask them to stamp them on their clothes, weapons, or other identity-providing things like the Taiyin Sect's disciple tokens, to express the meaning of "we are all one of us."
This mark can be activated by inputting spiritual energy, and a glowing feedback will be obtained. As for its function...
Anti-counterfeiting.
Well, that is to say, when you input spiritual energy into the mark and it glows a certain color, it proves that it is authentic.
This "specific color" is usually "customized" by the sect that issues the seal. Some large sects also divide the sects under their name into levels to distinguish between close and distant relatives, and thus issue seals that flash different colors to achieve management purposes.
However, for a small sect like Guangcheng Sect, there are not so many requirements. Its mark flashes the most common light golden color. The color of this light does not need too much processing. Generally, the mark left by the refined talismans is naturally this color. In the game, it is commonly known as "plain leather".
Looking at the pattern in front of him that was faintly shining with light golden light, Zhu Xian exclaimed: "It really is from Guangcheng Sect!"
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