604: Maps for everyone

Unable to figure it out for now, Ning Buxiu could only let it go.

For now, it seemed he could at least use this software, relying on the observation from the Little Grass cameras, to evade the demon he would encounter tonight!

Thinking this, Ning Buxiu felt a little more at ease.

He looked at the somewhat dim sky in the rainy weather and stepped onto the carriage.

The coachman, understanding, drove the horse, taking his Master back to Ning Mansion.

However, they hadn't gone far when Ning Buxiu called for a stop, then pulled out a Little Grass from somewhere and threw it to the servant in front of the carriage: "Plant this grass over there."

As Ning Buxiu instructed, he pointed towards the foot of a nearby mountain.

The servant did not understand the reason but dared not ask further.

He agreed and took the weed, planting the Little Grass in the cold autumn rain.

On the subsequent journey, Ning Buxiu repeated this process, making the servant plant a weed for him on every section of the road.

Although he was the legitimate eldest son of the Ning family, he hadn't made enemies with anyone, so this action wouldn't attract anyone's attention at all.

In the eyes of others, it looked like he was playing a prank on the servant.

For these direct descendants of the Gaopeng Family, playing pranks on servants was quite a normal thing.

When Ning Buxiu arrived at Ning Mansion, the last Little Grass was also instructed by him to be planted casually in a pile of weeds nearby.

Unfolding the Small Grass Map now, it was much richer than when it started!

It was like installing cameras all the way; presumably, no matter when, any situation on this street could not be hidden from him!

However, if he relied solely on these recorded images to evade that demon, it was still too little.

As the thought appeared, Ning Buxiu saw a purchase option for Little Grass appear on the System panel before him.

Enter Little Grass seeds: 1 tael / 100 seeds

Enter Little Grass seedlings: 1 tael / 10 seedlings

Enter Little Grass: 1 tael / plant

"If I can buy it, then it's easy to handle."

As the legitimate eldest son of the Ning family, his monthly allowance was over a thousand taels; although the original Host had spent quite a bit over the years, he had still saved a little money in the end.

Just in his room, there were ten thousand taels of silver notes!

Stepping into Ning Mansion, on the way back to his courtyard, Ning Buxiu heard the powerful sounds of fists from the Yanwu Arena in the distance.

Looking over, on the large Yanwu Arena, stood a row of Ning family Guardian Squad practicing martial arts.

Even with the rustling cold rain falling, they were still training, without any slack!

In front of these Guardian Squad members was an Old Man with an aged face, pale hair tied up, and strictness flashing in his eyes.

This is Cang Poshi, the leader of the Ning family Guardian Squad, and one of the five strongest martial arts masters on the surface in Five Directions City.

His Cangying Leg technique had reached Perfection; he once assisted the imperial court in capturing a man-eating beast that had plagued a village, becoming famous in that battle!

Later, for some reason, he suffered serious injuries and was saved by the Ning Mansion’s Lord.

The life-saving grace also led this Old Man to choose to become the combat power pillar of Ning Mansion.

"Young Master Buxiu is back?" Just as Ning Buxiu walked past the Yanwu Arena, Cang Poshi, who was leading seven or eight guards in martial arts practice, smiled and greeted him.

"Yes."

Ning Buxiu nodded slightly and casually asked, "Uncle Cang, why are you back so early? Was this trip so smooth?"

Ning Mansion managed so many shops and markets within Five Directions City, making it necessary to go to the surrounding Big City for goods.

However, the situation in the mountains was complex, so it was usually Cang Poshi, the strongest person in the Ning family, who would oversee and lead people to get goods.

Two days ago, Ning Buxiu saw him leading people out of the city.

"Alas, don't mention it. The road outside the city that we often take was washed away by today's rain, and a large amount of mud from the mountain next to it buried that road."

"It's also quite eerie; a large area of mud buried the road, and dozens of skulls were washed out. I don't know what era there was a mass grave there."

The casual complaint from Cang Poshi made Ning Buxiu's eyelids twitch.

That's right, this plot point is also starting...

"Isn't there a map? There should be more than one road to the Big City next door, right?" Ning Buxiu asked further.

Cang Poshi shook his head with a bitter smile: "The maps for those other routes were drawn a year ago. Who knows what they look like now? We can't just walk around randomly, or we'll get lost."

The Old Man's words seemed to imply that the old maps were unreliable.

However, Ning Buxiu understood that the other party was afraid!

This Ning family's number one master had truly seen Ghosts!

Therefore, when leading a team to get goods from other Big City, he never changed the route and only walked the roads he was familiar with.

Having lived to this age, Cang Poshi clearly understood that his so-called martial arts master status was still like a small boat; only by avoiding as much as possible could he reach the end safely.

In fact, there are many people in this World who have seen Ghosts and monsters, but everyone is tight-lipped about it.

Even if someone talks about it, those who haven't seen it just treat it as a superstitious rumor and listen for fun.

Ning Buxiu nodded towards Cang Poshi, understanding, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

In this livestock training ground, the only thing he could rely on was the System.

After chatting with the Old Man for a couple more sentences, Ning Buxiu took the few servants behind him and went to his courtyard.

Not long after.

In the quiet bedroom, incense smoke curled up.

Ning Buxiu looked at the silver notes in his hand, then turned to the System in front of him, speechless for a moment.

"Ding~ The System sells items, which need to be purchased with money earned by the Host himself."

"Currently, the money earned by the Host himself - 1023 taels of silver."

"I can't rely on Father anymore."

Ning Buxiu said, then looked at his property on the upper right corner of the light screen.

This should be the wealth brought by the few average-performing restaurants and markets that the original Host managed with the Family's capital.

"Over a thousand taels of silver, I can at least buy over ten thousand grass seedlings."

Ning Buxiu considered this, but in the end, he did not use all of it to exchange for grass seedlings.

He spent five hundred taels, exchanging for five thousand grass seedlings!

The observation from grass seedlings is not as clear as that from mature big grass, but it can also record images vaguely, and there is no problem at all with recording road conditions.

From a cost-performance perspective, it is quite good.

He needed more camera grass to be his eyes and help him avoid that demon.

Given his current situation, facing a demon, he could only evade, there was no other way.

As the five hundred taels disappeared, a pile of grass seedlings, only about ten centimeters long, immediately appeared on the floor of the room.

Five hundred taels was equivalent to five hundred thousand in the society of his previous life.

Using it to buy such a pile of grass, anyone who saw it would think the buyer was crazy!

Ning Buxiu, however, felt it was very cost-effective; it was just a pity that he now only had a little over five hundred taels left.

If he had to use the money he earned himself to spend on the System, then this requirement was a big problem for Ning Buxiu.

You know, he not only had to spend on this software.

Using money to improve strength and Realm, that was a huge money pit!

How could he possibly earn that much money himself? In this World with limited information, any physical industry was too restricted.

Could it be that he had to rely on the internet to make money?

This thought suddenly emerged, and Ning Buxiu himself paused slightly.

It wasn't because he had realized something, but because new changes appeared on the System panel before him.

It was as if the System knew what he was thinking; as soon as the thought reached here, corresponding text prompts appeared on the panel.

"Does the Host want to enable software Clones?"

"Software Clones?" Seeing the System's prompt, with a sense of realization, Ning Buxiu reached out his finger towards the software on the System panel.

Subsequently, a phantom software icon was actually dragged out by him, following his finger.

On the System panel, the original software did not change at all, but there was a phantom icon at his fingertip.

While his mind moved slightly, Ning Buxiu suddenly pressed this icon in his hand onto a piece of silk cloth on the table!

On the cloth, a Little Grass icon appeared; this was the software icon for the Small Grass Map.

Looking at the icon on the paper, Ning Buxiu tapped it with his hand.

The next moment, a map was displayed on the silk cloth!

He had moved the map software from the System panel onto an external object!

Of course, this was a Clone.

He could move out countless software Clones and place them on any object!

Spreading out the silk cloth, Ning Buxiu's eyes became brighter and brighter. Wasn't this a satellite map? A satellite map that everyone could use!