"Damn it, is there no trust left between people?" Player B looked at the description on the porcelain and fumed.
Luckily, he had not given it away yet. Otherwise, he would have made a complete fool of himself.
Still, he was baffled. How had those bastards managed to make counterfeits in the game? Had they scanned real-world fakes into it? But how had they scanned them? Damn, those counterfeiters really were incredibly skilled.
At the same time, he realized just how powerful the Desireless Heart Sutra was.
Having cheats really was great. A life without cheats was full of awkwardness and frustration.
Just like this time. If he had given it away, those ancient people would probably have been left wondering what "microwave-safe" meant. Was Microwave a person's name?
They would definitely understand the meaning of the words "safe for."
But they would not understand "microwave," since it was a modern household appliance.
They might even think it was someone's name—surname Wei, given name Bolu—and that this porcelain had been specially fired for him...
After seeing the benefits of the Desireless Heart Sutra, he continued cultivating.
Half a day later, his stomach was empty, so he decided to log out and eat.
"Rice again? Without any side dishes, I'm going to end up vitamin deficient." He looked at the two bowls of white rice before him and complained to the Housekeeping Robot.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Housekeeping Robot placed a plate of grass and a bowl of wild vegetables on the table.
"Fuck... Wait, desirelessness. I can't get angry." Player B was about to explode when the Desireless Heart Sutra he had cultivated in the game suddenly surfaced in his mind. His anger immediately vanished.
What was there to get angry about? So what if he