Next, the Bride Town Lord began the strangest, most outrageous day of her life.
Led by Bai Xiaotao, she ran all over the place, taking quests from the notice board in the square. The newcomers were introduced to mining, eating metal, growing fingernails, and making coins.
According to Bai Xiaotao, they were now a new type of Money Boy, which could be used to mint new currency.
This was a long-term daily quest. Whenever they could not find other quests in the future, they could come and take this one.
This False Human was actually pretty nice!
From time to time, he also went around to the various shop NPCs and took limited-time quests from them.
After hearing Bai Xiaotao's lines of abuse, she vaguely realized that the so-called NPCs were False Humans from the older generation, trying to exploit them in every way.
--The competition among False Humans was brutal.
She silently recorded it in her notes.
Over the course of the day, she completed more than a dozen quests and was squeezed dry until she was panting heavily and drenched in sweat. As a Transforming Self Realm Cultivator, she had not experienced the exhaustion of these low-level lives for a very long time.
Then she was introduced to some potions that squeezed out her potential and lifespan.
She recognized these potions.
Even the most ruthless Demonic Cult disciples, who cared least about life and death, would not dare to eat them recklessly. Yet these people were stuffing them into their mouths by the handful?
All for the sake of earning a few dozen Magic Coins?
--False Humans were not afraid of death. They only cared about completing quests. This was a terrifying, highly disciplined natural warlike race.
She had seen a Money Boy who collapsed from exhaustion and