Seven p.m.
Forum.
The blacksmiths who had just logged off were incredibly excited.
Because a historic milestone had been unlocked today: an NPC native blacksmith had entered the Mountain Villa.
Countless people were discussing how delicious today's food had been.
And fantasizing about the future.
Shao Chai Kun: "Don't panic. We've already obtained the Chongshan person's corpse. This Die Die Ren has been thrown into the Creation Furnace, and we'll soon be able to produce a similar race. Then we can have Chongshan Fang log in and completely showcase her true skin-bag technology."
Food God: "Hahaha, I can't wait. Tomorrow, I'll go synthesize Die Die Ren. Delicate little steamed buns with a beautiful girl's skin—one bite, and the overflowing soup will definitely be delicious."
Nine Years Old No Bedwetting: "This is outrageous. You two cafeteria guys have turned into gambling addicts again. You're going to draw from the Creation Furnace again?"
Labi Xiaoxin: "That's how gambling addicts are. Those two never save money. They're always arm in arm, going to play the Creation Furnace."
Yan Zhong: "Hurry up! I want to eat steamed buns with a beautiful girl's jade feet. I won't eat the jade-foot-skin version."
Eye Bag: "Hahahaha! Better yet, when the server brings over a basket of jade-foot steamed buns, she has to shout, 'Trash, trash!' But you can't make everything jade, you know."
Blind Eyes: "@Su Yu Niang, come quickly, come quickly. We'll have you work as the server here."
Su Yu Niang: "Are you insane?! Perverts, vermin, go die already, trash!"
Blurred Eyes: "Speaking of which, Su Yu Niang, you've been busy lately with that Gyroscope Race Progenitor Tribe of yours. It never stops spinning and is practically becoming one of the Four Great Divine Beasts of the New Era. I suggest taking one to the