Nine-Five Supreme!

Sword Forging Manor.

Tall buildings stood in rows, while all kinds of transport carts and artifact puppets bustled back and forth, making the place look like a modernized military factory.

Manor Spirit Nine Chapters allocated the workload for each day on a macro level, while also injecting massive amounts of resources to produce golden statue warehouses one after another and deploy them to other worlds.

Clatter, clatter.

At that moment, spatial turbulence surged, and today's express delivery treasure chest crashed into the plaza.

"Today's delivery is here."

"The stationary adventure team mailed back today's adventure log again!"

"Let me see where they've explored. How are they doing now?"

Several blacksmiths ran over.

They lifted the lid of the chest, revealing pieces of the latest version of Golden Mud inside, already filled with Luck Value.

Su Yu Niang hurried out of the bookstore and chased the men away:

"Go on, go on! The library's letter communication function has been restored. Anyone who wants to write to the adventure team in the other world can come to our bookstore and buy stamps!"

After driving them away, Su Yu Niang had someone carry the treasure chest back to the bookstore. She removed the letters placed on the golden bricks, then stood on the bookstore's podium and began reading aloud.

"I am Dao Jiujiu. Reading this letter is like seeing my father."

"Over these hundred years, we..."

As the reading continued, everyone soon learned the general contents and was utterly astonished by the direction the story had taken.

"Emperor Zangwu surrendered next door! Was he conned by ideals? Even a giant of history like him came over to work for the Destiny Dynasty?"

"As expected, those wicked blacksmiths from the other world haven't lost their touch when it comes to the capitalists' tricks for