To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 541 - 315: Unrest in Fang Cheng (Part 1)_1

Chapter 541: Chapter 315: Unrest in Fang Cheng (Part 1)_1

Looking at Taoist Chankong, Xiemen Waidao asked, “Do you know what they think of you across there?”

Hearing Xiemen Waidao’s question, Chankong pondered for a moment before seriously responding, “Good Samaritans, aiding those in need and distress.”

“Big fat suckers!”

Chankong looked at Xiemen Waidao, puzzled, “How could that be? They need us so much, how could they see us that way?”

After a pause, he added, “And even if we are big fat suckers, it doesn’t matter. As long as we can help people, it doesn’t matter what the world says.”

“Sigh… Being such good people to your extent, it’s almost suffocating. Wake up, times have changed; this won’t end well for you.”

Xiemen Waidao sighed, realizing that NPCs like Chankong had embedded the notion of “being good” like a mental brand, which would be hard to change in the short term.

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Even Mukuai 1234 felt there was something wrong with Chankong’s way of thinking and couldn’t help saying to him, “Taoist Chankong, this isn’t good for you.”

“You say that too, but I still think there’s no problem.”

“Well, Xiemen Waidao, tell us about your situation over there.”

Xiemen Waidao gathered his thoughts, growing more frustrated as he did.

He should have just set their houses on fire back then.

“As soon as I went over, they’d look at me and laugh, saying the fool has come again. Some fat guy in a red outfit, round as a pig, would see me and give me tasks, asking me to work without pay!”

Mukuai 1234 frowned, “That is indeed excessive, and quite suicidal. I know how bad it can end for those who don’t pay; Lady Pain is still in pain. And then?”

Chankong originally wanted to say what’s the need for money when doing good deeds, but the looks on the other two faces stopped him from speaking his simple-minded thoughts.

“Then I casually helped them with some chores and got some compensation. They cried tears of joy seeing me off, and I told them to come find us again if they had more problems.”

Xiemen Waidao was basically telling the truth, but he blurred some details and changed the sequence of events, making the situation seem completely different.

Mukuai 1234 squinted at Xiemen Waidao, knowing this guy wasn’t that straightforward and certainly hadn’t told the whole story.

But Taoist Chankong, unaware of Xiemen Waidao’s cunning nature, looked at him admiringly, “That sounds great; we never got that kind of treatment doing work for them before. It seems like you did an excellent job.”

“So, let us handle these matters from now on. When it comes to pleasure from helping others, we are the professionals!”

Mukuai 1234 was like seeing a flying elephant, understanding each word Xiemen Waidao said, but when put together, they made no sense to her.

And seeing Xiemen Waidao getting serious, Taoist Chankong smiled with satisfaction.

Worthy of being a disciple of an Immortal, truly carving the spirit of joy from aiding others into his bones.

And to think he could even get rewards from the other side, it showed they really knew how to do good deeds.

The people of Immortal Village were strong, but they weren’t omnipotent; they couldn’t conjure materials and resources from thin air.

Every time they helped outsiders, they had that much less here, so receiving reciprocity from other areas was excellent.

He had not wanted to tire his disciples, but seeing how happy and outstanding his work was, Taoist Chankong felt his previous secrecy was a bit unfair.

Therefore, he said gravely, “If so, then we’ll leave those matters to you. Please continue to serve the people with our philosophy of doing good and accumulating virtue.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

“However, you must not act recklessly; after a while, I will send someone to check. If the work is truly good, we’ll spread your experiences further. If not, we’ll have to take it back.”

One dared to give, the other dared to take. The scene before her made Mukuai 1234 really want to urge Taoist Chankong to be more cautious and not to attract trouble.

But she also felt that Chankong’s viewpoint needed correction, and if outside affairs needed straightening out, then let Xiemen Waidao give them a jolt.

With Taoist Chankong’s permission, Xiemen Waidao began to rally the troops.

His power was limited alone; he needed others to form a whole and systematically change the mindset here.

In the Morals Aid Group, his call to arms was met with resounding responses from the cloud.

Soon, most of the friends from Work at Sunrise were here, brimming with excitement looking at Xiemen Waidao, “Old Xie, tell us, what big task are we taking on this time?”

“I plan to educate the NPCs here.”

The friends looked at each other, then someone said, “Old Xie, did you enter the wrong game? The ‘New World’ stuff was ages ago.”

“Education is not such a disposable item! Who says we can’t educate others here.”

“Hmm? Oh… we get it. Physical or theoretical?”

“Theoretical internally, physical externally.”

“Isn’t that King’s approach? You plan to start a King’s Pure Land?”

“Something like that.”

Drawing a line in the air, a small blackboard appeared before everyone.

After sketching for a while, Xiemen Waidao drew a large circle on it, with several smaller circles around it.

Pointing at the large circle, he told the others, “This is where we are right now, Immortal Village.”

“Are the ones outside its children?” a group member asked, “So, what is this, some high-level gameplay?”