This sandbox game is unreliable

[Your enemy: Wu Guan from Yuanwai to your friend: Wu Xiu from Xiucai slandered you, but the words were not speculative. Wu Xiu from Xiucai thought that Wu Guan from Yuanwai was talking nonsense]

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"Good guy, the father and son should be having breakfast at this point, and discuss me early in the morning, but why is there no hatred or favorability related to me this time?"

"Is it because the subject is not me?"

Chen Xiyi is also not very clear about this. He has just acquired the two functions of the friend system and the enemy system. They were all stand-alone versions before, and there are no tutorials and instructions for beginners, so naturally he is not clear.

He is still figuring out these functions.

"However, Wu Xiu's father is an outsider, so can I use an NPC like Wu Xiu to find the information I need?"

Chen Xiyi was thinking about this matter. He needed iron ore and coal. He didn't know if coal could be developed and utilized in this world. If it could be developed and utilized, it would be much easier. If not, it might be a little troublesome.

As for iron ore, from what Wu Xiuna learned, Chen Xiyi should have been able to develop and utilize it.

"In addition to iron ore and coal, I also need various materials such as sand and sulfur. I need too much. It may take a lot of time to search for it alone without a goal."

"Only by making good use of the NPCs in this world can I develop better."

The idea is good, but the problem is that Chen Xiyi feels that if he really does these things honestly, he may not be able to compete with the people in this world.

The ancients did not understand many things due to the limitations of the times. This does not mean that they are stupid or simple.

"Then, the only way is to set up me, a pure and virtuous immortal, and then use the information gap and pretend to be a ghost to fool me."

Chen Xiyi knew how much he weighed, so he had to give full play to his strengths.

"And I not only need resources, but also items with historical background, preferably related to gods and ghosts. I'm just a sandbox game player, not a real fairy. I only have something to do with gods and ghosts. Only the transformed fairy can help me continue to fool around."

For this, Chen Xiyi already had a countermeasure.

According to Wu Xiu's previous introduction, the Dali Kingdom emphasizes literature over martial arts and respects ghosts and gods. The path of literati can be put aside first. The sacrificial vessel, and then obtained the ancestral object of the military officer through a second flicker.

Finally, when the power rises, choose civil servants.

After all, those who can become officials are basically those who are quick-witted, otherwise how can they get along in the officialdom.

"There are green dots and three white dots? It must be Wu Xiu who is here. It seems that I have to pretend to be aggressive."

At the bottom of the mine, Chen Xiyi hurriedly climbed up, and after returning to the stone house, he sealed the hole with a stone floor, sat cross-legged on the bed after getting hot, thought for a while, and put on the Qingxu teacher's fashion.

Standing outside the stone house with his three servants, Wu Xiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he is indeed a god among immortals, but he didn't see him overnight, so he built a stone house out of thin air.

"Xiaosheng Wu Xiu, bring your servants to pay respects to Qingxu Shangxian."

After tidying up his clothes, he saluted outside the door and said.

Then there was no sound from inside, but the stone door suddenly opened.

Wu Xiu took a closer look and was startled in his heart. It seemed that he opened the door himself, not the Qingxu Shangxian.

"Come in." A casual voice came in.

"Yes, Shangxian."

After all, Wu Xiu entered the room, and saw the god-man sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, with a fairy body rushing toward his face, vaguely as if he could not eat the fireworks in the world, and he could see the mountains and seas sinking and floating in the world.

What's more, as soon as you enter, you feel as if you are in a fairyland. All kinds of shackles on your body are removed in an instant. It is obviously much more comfortable than outside, and even the original fatigue has gone by three points. .

Fortunately, Wu Xiu reacted immediately, and hurriedly saluted and apologized: "Xiaosheng is rude, please ask the immortal to make amends."

When the three servants who followed behind heard this, they naturally knelt down. Since their young master had already confessed, they naturally had to follow.

Chen Xiyi opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and a large number of stones emerged from his body, forming a suit of armor.

"Get up, you just got up and gathered your energy, and you showed your real body, I don't blame you." Chen Xiyi got up and walked aside and said.

When Wu Xiu and the three servants raised their heads, what they saw was no longer Chen Xiyi in Qingxu Sect's costume, but a tightly wrapped Chen Xiyi in stone armor.

Seeing this scene, the four of them couldn't help sighing at the same time, they were really gods.

Otherwise, how could it have become like this in an instant, let alone like that stone statue.

"Yes, Shangxian."

"Shangxian, Xiaosheng went there in a hurry yesterday, and it was already dark when he returned home, so Xiaosheng brought it early this morning."

Before Wu Xiu finished speaking, Chen Xiyi interrupted the other party's words: "No need, I have already attained the Tao. I don't eat five grains, and I don't drink ordinary water. You should take these things back."

"If you want to eat to satisfy your hunger, these items are not enough for you."

This remark made Wu Xiu a little embarrassed, he seemed to be in a real turmoil, the noodles he ate yesterday were the best in the world, and the things he gave were simply embarrassing.

"It's Xiaosheng Meng Lang. Take it back then, take it back." Wu Xiu could only say bitterly, but he felt a little uncomfortable, after all, he was belittled by the other party.

"It's okay, you came to my place so early, you haven't eaten yet, I just happen to have some left over here, why don't you share it."

Chen Xiyi took out some buns, steamed buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks, which he made in the large kitchen in his home.

Looking at the hot food, Wu Xiu originally wanted to refuse, but he thought of his father getting angry with himself early in the morning, so he left without eating, and he was hungry when he came here, so he had to say cheekily: "Then thank you sir Fairy."

As a result, the food was stuffed into the mouth.

Chen Xiyi chuckled: "These foods are for my fellow Taoists to satisfy my hunger, but you can't eat too much. Seventy percent full is enough. If you eat too much, the qi in the food will be blamed instead."

Wu Xiu, who was eating, couldn't help being stunned, what else is there to say?

But when he thought that these foods were eaten by the gods, he was relieved, especially every time he took a bite, he felt that his body was extraordinarily refreshed and comfortable. It turned out that the food qi in the food was nourishing his body.

"Xiaosheng understands that this is the reason for not being filled." Wu Xiu hurriedly agreed.

Chen Xiyi must have fooled him with what he said, mainly to deepen Wu Xiu's ability to speak to his gods.