Watching as one Artifact Workshop after another suddenly appeared, Taoist Chankong was once again bewildered.
The players' actions were even faster than he had imagined, they immediately took action after confirming their next plan and began to systematically organize.
The scale of the workshops didn't need to be large, as long as they were sufficient, players were mass replicating Liuzi's short stories and then transforming these stories into Magic Artifacts.
The finished Magic Artifacts were just a piece of paper, but this paper could quickly induce a state of sorrow, allowing people to effectively resist the power of the Happy Demon Master.
Curious, Taoist Chankong asked for a finished original copy, and after reading it, he burst into tears.
One gets sentimental in old age, unable to withstand such things.
Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he reminisced about his first love, his older sister-like first crush who was just as heart-stirring as this story.
