In the next few days, Luo Xinglan was so busy that he had no time to spare. Apart from eating, sleeping, and fighting monsters.
In the morning, he went to Sun Zexia's island to kill the legendary Wolverine King. At noon, he helped Zhou Yin kill the legendary Snow Eagle Lord. Even at night, he was still busy and went to her own "Peach Blossom Land" to check for monsters.
In short, it's like one person wishing they could split into two.
However, after working non-stop for several days, she discovered a serious problem.
Whether you're killing monsters or opening treasure chests, the drop rate for resources has become extremely low.
She originally thought it was affected by a system crash, but now the system has been repaired, the drop rate is still so low, which means it is not a system problem.
With the drop rate of supplies decreasing, everyone is hoarding any surplus supplies they have and is hesitant to sell them in the trading hall.
Some people on the world channel even said that although the system has been fixed, the world's program has gone mad and may soon completely collapse, leaving everyone to eat, drink, and enjoy life to the fullest.
This view has also received support from a small number of people.
"From what I can see, the system appears to have been repaired, but who knows what's going on inside? Maybe it's already weakened. Otherwise, why would they let a survivor become a special monster manager?"
"No, are you okay? It's an honor for all of us survivors that Boss Luo Xinglan can be the manager, right? Why are you still slandering him?"
"Exactly! Who says only special monsters can become managers? I heard from the inside that the previous manager, Yafei, was defeated by Luo Xinglan's team! Otherwise, do you think just anyone can become a manager?"
"I think some people have been kneeling for too long, and their knees have gone weak. They feel that survivors are inferior."
"Ignore those people, they're just being sour!"
"..."
Such remarks were quickly silenced by the sober crowd.
Luo Xinglan also saw these comments, but she didn't take them to heart.
However, regarding the reduction in the drop rate of supplies, she planned to ask the special monsters, perhaps they would know something.
One of the advantages of being a manager is that you can summon special monsters anytime, anywhere.
They are required to be present unless there is a special reason.
Once everyone had arrived, Luo Xinglan cleared her throat and said, "Recently, survivors have been reporting a decrease in the drop rate of various supplies. Do you know why this is happening?"
The special monsters looked at each other, not understanding the reason.
Luo Xinglan sighed: "Even you don't know?"
Oin suddenly became serious and said, "I just remembered something. Do you remember that hurricane a hundred years ago?"
When the hurricane was mentioned, the faces of the slightly older special monsters changed.
Talisman Old Evil: "Why don't you remember? That hurricane was so destructive that I almost died."
If Jenny hadn't saved him, he wouldn't be standing here safely.
From then on, Jenny occupied his entire heart.
Becky was curious: "Grandpa Oin, when did that hurricane happen? Why don't I have any impression of it?"
Oin: "You were too young then, so it's normal that you don't remember anything about the hurricane."
Jenny frowned: "I remember there was a decrease in the drop rate of supplies before the hurricane, and... for a long time afterward, there was almost no food to be found."
Luo Xinglan hurriedly asked, "Was that hurricane very destructive? Even you couldn't escape it?"
The old man with lingering fear said, “The destructive power was extremely strong! It swept through almost half of the survival world, killing tens of thousands of animals and cutting plants in half. Actually, before that hurricane came, we all lived on the same island, but that island was torn apart by the hurricane and split into several islands, so we lived separately.”
Luo Xinglan was somewhat worried: "If this really is a harbinger of an approaching hurricane... how can the survivors' raft withstand a hurricane?"
O'In comforted her, "You don't need to worry too much. This is just our guess. It may not be a sign of an approaching hurricane."
Mr. Lu: "Yes, even if a hurricane really comes, all we can do is face it."
Luo Xinglan looked at him: "This world was created by the Supreme Divine Dragon. Such extreme weather should also be controlled by a program, right? Can't you rewrite the program? Can you reduce the destructive power of the hurricane and minimize the casualties?"
Mr. Lu laughed at her naivety: "If I could really rewrite the program, I would have done so before the last hurricane. These kinds of natural disasters are all operated autonomously by the system, and no one can change them. Even the Dragon God wouldn't easily change them. You should understand the principle that moving one thing affects the whole body. If this natural disaster is changed, it may soon trigger the next disaster."
Luo Xinglan nodded: "I understand. So all we can do now is pray that this isn't the harbinger of a hurricane. Of course, we also need to prepare for the worst."
Mr. Lu: "That's really the only way. But if a hurricane really hits, can we take refuge on your armored ship?"
Luo Xinglan's armored ship has defensive beads, so the hurricane will not damage the armored ship.
Luo Xinglan nodded: "Okay."
Soon, the meeting ended, and the special monsters left looking worried.
The messengers of good and evil were the last to leave.
Seeing that everyone else had left, the evil messenger took out the "Good Deeds" paper from his pocket and handed it to Luo Xinglan: "Manager, this is a good deed I've done. There are more than 100 of them. See if they meet your standards."
Luo Xinglan glanced at it and saw that it was covered with the signatures and fingerprints of the survivors.
Helping Zhang San sweep the floor, helping Li Si cultivate the land, and helping Wang Ermazi fish are all trivial matters.
Luo Xinglan nodded: "Okay, you can continue."
As long as the evil spirits stop causing trouble, that's fine.
Thinking of this, she added, "Also, could you perhaps change that test you were given?"
The wicked messenger: "Change? How do you change it?"
Luo Xinglan: "The content of the test can remain the same, but could the final punishment also be changed? Don't kill anyone, but you can confiscate some of his supplies or other items."
The evil messenger's murderous intent is too strong; he cannot be allowed to kill any more, as this will only intensify the violence in his heart.
As long as he continues to kill, there's no point in making him do these things.
The evil messenger wanted to object, but then he realized that only Luo Xinglan could help him, so he had no choice but to agree: "Alright, then I'll change the punishment."
After the messengers of good and evil left, Luo Xinglan thought for a moment and then sent a message on the world channel.
Now that she's in charge, she has firsthand information and naturally wants to share it with the other survivors.
Simply by sending out the message, those who believe it can also take precautions.
As for those who don't believe, whether they live or die is none of her business; after all, she has no obligation to protect their lives.
No one can be responsible for another person's life.
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