"Sir, here's what you asked for."
With the dossier Jiu Cai Rong handed over, Ning Zheng began reading the strategy report for the ten-thousand-player mainline dungeon: the Life Dao Fruit dungeon.
It had been a long time since he had inspected the work being done in the various areas of Sword Forging Manor!
This time, he was not merely here to check on the progress of this Esteemed Immortal dungeon, but also to inspect the progress of the missions in each area.
After all, as the manor lord, if he did not conduct occasional supervision, would he not end up being hollowed out?
To be completely in the dark about what his own forces were doing—that was absolutely the mark of a foolish emperor who never attended court. At this rate, his realm was doomed.
Ning Zheng flipped through the dossier while Jiu Cai Rong stood silently at his side, assisting him with the administrative review.
Over this period, tens of thousands of players had been dispatched to tackle it together!
Every day, several thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals rotated in. High above the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they battled Bai Ping Tian for training, and were scored according to their combat results.
There was a leaderboard every day.
After all, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who rode clouds and harnessed mist were divided into small groups as well. They called these small groups fixed teams.
At the end of every day's battle, the Hundred Thousand Mountains would be smashed apart, lava flying in all directions, clouds shattering, and the sun and moon losing their light.
The ground would be reduced to ruins. Then the Dharma Aspect giants would stretch out their palms and press down lengthwise and crosswise, creating clusters of mountains laid out in field-shaped grids.
This was a