"But no matter how you look at it, after that round of scheming, the World of Destiny has preliminarily entered the right track."
Ning Zheng smiled.
The process had been somewhat tortuous, but the result was good.
His current permanent fortune was 20.3 billion, enough to make most of what he did go smoothly.
With some exquisite scheming on top of that, taking it down was only natural.
Night fell.
Ning Zheng made a trip to Sword Forging Manor.
The blacksmiths were holding a celebration banquet and had started a lively Bonfire Party.
A bunch of idiots happily danced in front of the bonfire, while the social butterflies picked up the loudspeakers and belted out songs among the crowd. They sang and danced, clearly competing to be the KTV mic hogs.
Of course.
Ning Zheng discovered that Bride Town Lord, Wu Shengjing, Princess Xin E, and the others were gradually becoming idiots as well.
He did not know whether this was a disguise made by professional Tomb Raiders to blend in with the natives, or whether they had simply cast off all restraint and were enjoying themselves.
That was one of the most satisfying things about playing games.
It was like a masquerade ball. No one knew anyone else's true identity, so everyone did whatever made them happy.
"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter."
"The painting left behind by the painter completely shocked this True Immortal."
"She probably saw how terrifying that painting was, and only then did she completely believe in our foundation!"
"Speaking of which, the painter is truly heaven-defying. His painting skills are exaggerated to such an extent that even a True Immortal was shocked after seeing them."
"I definitely can't learn it."
"Painting requires talent! Even if you use the Face-Covering technique to take his painting divine