61: Chapter 61 A Fantastical Martial World, Even Dogs Wouldn't Play With It

The various items piled up in the Xie Family Courtyard were of questionable value. For example, the rice was all old, unpolished brown rice; the cloth would tear at the slightest tug, so making clothes was out of the question—at best, it could be torn into strips to tie things up.

These items, let alone players, probably wouldn't even be needed by the NPC villagers of Xiao Huang Village...

After checking everything, Xiao Niao found that only Niu Dali was an honest person.

Among the things he brought were leather, cured meat, and a black stone the size of two fingers.

[Ignition Stone: A flint of higher quality, which can be used to light fires or as a Forging Material.]

Consider it an Advanced lighter... not bad.

Xiao Niao looked at the yard full of goods, wondering which poor souls would be willing to buy them later.

But every beginning is hard.

With this rudimentary Trading House, things would only get better... hopefully.

These items were stored at the Xie residence and were naturally supervised by Head Manager Xie Dongdong.

Xiao Niao had promised her that once the Trading House developed, in addition to the due dividends, he would also provide rent and management fees.

Fortunately, there probably wouldn't be any suckers coming to buy the existing goods. When he wasn't there, Head Manager Xie Dongdong only needed to register items into inventory when someone occasionally consigned them...

...

Unknowingly, the scene before Xiao Niao dissipated.

Opening his eyes and looking up at the concrete ceiling, he realized he had woken up on the cot in the storage room.

He subconsciously grabbed his phone to check the time: 8:23 PM.

Seven hours? Eight hours?

Xiao Niao couldn't figure out how long he had slept.

Opening the chat history with Hu Gualing and checking the timestamp, he roughly deduced that he had slept for six or seven hours.

Strangely, after working all night in the past, he would usually need to sleep for at least ten hours.

Now, having only laid down for six or seven hours, he felt refreshed and full of energy.

Could it be that this holographic game has the effect of inducing deep sleep?

If a research team entered the game to study theories and then returned to reality to conduct experiments, wouldn't they be able to devote themselves to work with full energy for twenty-four hours?

It was simply incredible... This Fantasy Jianghu, could it really be something created by aliens?

Xiao Niao was considered a high-level intellectual, specializing in the cutting-edge field of electronic information research. He had seen many subversive things, so his psychological acceptance was very strong... Currently, this holographic game could not be explained by existing technology, so the existence of unproven alien technology didn't seem impossible.

"Brother Niao, you're awake. I just happened to bring back food and was about to call you."

Mu Shan returned carrying a transparent plastic bag containing two boxed meals.

He took one out and placed it on Xiao Niao's computer desk, "Roast goose rice, eat it while it's hot."

Before the lid of the lunch box was even opened, the aroma of roast goose wafted out.

Xiao Niao sniffed... It smelled so good.

He hadn't eaten anything in the morning. When he was about to sleep, he was called away by a phone call from Supervisor Gou. After returning from Qiuqiu Group, he hadn't been in the mood to eat lunch either.

Up until now, he hadn't eaten for almost a day, and he was truly starving.

Opening the lunch box, the golden-red roast goose meat was steaming, with a few pieces of blanched green vegetables on the side, and rice drizzled with sauce underneath.

Xiao Niao swallowed his saliva, broke the chopsticks, picked up a piece of goose meat, and put it in his mouth...

...

Burp~

Having eaten, Xiao Niao let out a satisfied burp, then picked up his phone and sent a message to Hu Gualing.

"I've already entered Fantasy Jianghu; it's truly an incredible holographic online game."

Hu Gualing replied quickly: [What job did you do, and what skills did you learn?]

Skills?

Xiao Niao suddenly understood; the reason Hu Gualing was so good at fighting... was because he had learned skills in the game?

"I didn't learn any skills, I just farmed some NPC favorability and established a Trading House..."

[Hu Gualing: What? Did you use a cheat? How did you manage to build a Trading House?]

Xiao Niao explained: "It's still in the preparatory stage. If you're interested, you can go check Head Manager Xie Dongdong's place after you enter the game."

[Hu Gualing: You really are awesome, Xiao Niao... Then let's set a sleeping time so we can play together in the future?]

'Sure enough, is sleeping the way to log in to Fantasy Jianghu?'

Xiao Niao still had many questions in his heart, but these things were too sensitive to discuss on Qiuqiu. Even though he and Hu Gualing were chatting privately, the internet had no privacy whatsoever, especially after seeing Supervisor Gou from Qiuqiu Group today; his impression of Qiuqiu had worsened even further.

It seemed he would need to create a communication software of his own...

As for the sleep time... Xiao Niao typed back: "Today was a special case; in the future, I should be sleeping after midnight."

Hu Gualing replied quickly: [Okay, then I'll change to after midnight too. See you in the game tomorrow.]

After setting the time, Xiao Niao also sent a red envelope of two hundred in the group, blowing up the bunch of lurkers, and took advantage of this time to type: [Everyone, work hard and rush to the Creation Realm quickly to come play Fantasy Jianghu.]

Only with more players could his Trading House develop quickly.

[Hu Gualing: Exactly, exactly, you guys work hard and get into the game early.]

[Dont Call Me Wife: Thanks Boss Niao Huateng, Boss Niao Huateng is generous. Is Fantasy Jianghu fun?]

[Niao Huateng: It's fun, a cross-era holographic game!]

[Drunk Carefree: Xiao Niao, you must have been bought off by the group owner, spending so much money to fool us?]

[Domestic Superman: What "so much money," maybe this two-hundred-yuan red envelope was also reimbursed by the group owner for Xiao Niao...]

[Hu Gualing: Drunk Carefree, go take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror. Does it take two hundred yuan to fool you? Are you worth it?]

[Old Man Li: Little friend Gualing, Xiao Niao, are you two really playing that so-called Fantasy Jianghu?]

[Hu Gualing: Stop talking nonsense, old man, come play with us. Grandpa Gualing will take you to kill a BOSS!]

[Old Man Li: /sigh.]

[Deep-feeling Boy: Looks like the group owner not only bought off Xiao Niao, but Gualing as well.]

[Domestic Superman: @Supreme Keyboard Emperor, is the group owner still recruiting shills? What's the salary?]

[Rich Villa Lu Xiongwei: It's over, I can't stay in this group anymore, it's full of shills...]

[Drunk Carefree: Anyway, I'll say it again: Fantasy Jianghu, not even dogs would play it.]