Tang Zhen looked at the mountain-like pile of blank scrolls within the divine artifact. He could not help but softly sigh.
He was tired.
In fact, at this moment, he was feeling a little regretful. He should not have put such a heavy burden on himself.
The labor intensity of creating scrolls was much higher than expected, and the consumption of mental strength was also very exaggerated.
After a day of hard work, he had only made 3000 scrolls. It was not even enough to meet his expectations.
At this rate, it would take several months to get hundreds of thousands of player slots.
As the refiner, Tang Zhen had to work hard.
If time permitted it, it would not be a problem, but the netherworld monster might not be able to wait that long.
The demon generals under the Demon King had already appeared and were fighting a war of attrition with the base. This was clearly a sign before the general attack was launched.
