Chapter 3 Could it be that I am a genius?
Ning Zheng was stunned on the spot and poked with her sword.
"Xiao Ai?"
【I am here】
"ah?"
[Xiao Ai is the AI customer service staff of the Sword Forging Competition, and is here to answer your questions. 】
Under the introduction of his assistant Xiao Ai, he roughly understood what was going on, and successfully logged in with the highest authority, and found that he could indeed control and destroy it at any time.
At this point, Ning Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
It just seems that the other party is not very smart.
After introduction, Xiao Ai seems to be a basic AI in 2025, not the top one.
It was the most advanced AI of its time. It could conduct various professional encyclopedia questions and answers, and even win the Go championship. It could draw with AI, help write papers, answer various professional questions, and help write code.
The low-level artificial intelligence in front of me may be inconspicuous among its kind and looks dull, but it has already been greatly shocked by Ning Zheng, who traveled through time in 2005.
"Is it that exaggerated twenty years later?"
He was stunned, and his memory returned to his previous life in a trance.
In 2005, he was still a seven-year-old simple and innocent boy who was fighting for the King of Boxing. Going to an Internet cafe was an extremely luxurious thing, but the family just sat in front of the huge TV behind his head and watched Xian Jianyi, and his eyes filled with tears after being stabbed.
He wasn't too wary of this machine either.
Because he is more trusting in fate.
It's not like he's shy about being close to home or anything like that.
This is a huge opportunity that I bought with real money. If it is an opportunity and not a disaster, it will definitely not hide any traps.
At least in the short term.
If there is any problem later, it is because my ability is too weak!
If you can't protect your luck and other problems, you can use luck to solve the problem and hide your luck.
When he moved the server and returned home, he found that this thing had been transformed into a local magic weapon, and it also had the properties of an immortal flesh and blood magic weapon.
"Brother, it's time to have breakfast. What is this?"
Ning Qiaoqiao ran over excitedly, made a gesture like a fly rubbing his hands, and squatted down to touch it, "A new toy for me?"
Ning Zheng perused her, threw her a stick, and asked her to poke ants nearby, then sat down in the yard and continued tinkering with this thing.
This is a small server that mutates through time and space, and has a simple simulation game "Sword Forging Simulator" built into it.
Similar similar competitions such as "Piano Simulator", "Ceramics Simulator", "Fleeid Simulator", in short, the process of simulating the blackmaker of the casting sword, let the players put metal, dangd the dribble, and then forged the sword, then Review score...
There is also an internal live broadcast platform to exchange sword-making experiences with each other.
As for what the independent live broadcast platform is, Ning Zheng took a closer look and found that it was probably similar to a TV program channel that could be changed.
"I still have a little understanding. After all, there is a generation gap between me and them for twenty years."
He sighed with emotion. When he was a child, he used to laugh at his grandfather who didn't even know how to press the TV remote control. He never imagined that my grandfather would be me now!
If I had not died in my previous life, grown up, worked, and married a wife, would my twenty-seven-year-old self and these peers be very happy in that society?
It's not like being a slave here, with a precarious life and being overseen by a steward with a whip, for ten hours a day.
But now after truly understanding this server, Ning Zheng was very moved. In his opinion, it didn't matter whether he could forge a sword or not.
A blacksmith mini-game that harvests luck and looks very good.
In the next three days.
Ning Zheng seemed to have gotten a fun toy. She ate the river monster meat without even leaving the door, and kept understanding and trying it out in the yard.
He had never played any online games in his previous life, and had almost no knowledge of online games. He could only try to figure out how to operate them by himself. He felt like an old man from a backward era.
The first is the player's body, which is not a problem for him.
There are many soulless bodies in this world.
For example, the flesh and blood of the lively limbs of the demon monks can be used as waste to reproduce a large amount of flesh and blood tissue, which can also be used as their flesh and blood bodies.
Don't underestimate those piles of cells. Their physical bodies will not die for hundreds of years naturally. If they speed up the reproduction and division of clones, they can divide for several years before being completely drained!
The Sword Casting Villa also raises a group of money boys. The nails of those monsters are the casting material for money and legal currency, and are one of the main sources of money.
The bodies of these money boys can also be used.
The problem of the body is solved.
The second is communication in localized language and characters.
It seems that I only need to enter the indigenous language of my world to save it. After all, the function of AI text and language translation will be very mature in the future.
Ning Zheng was a little surprised by how easily the language problem was solved. She didn't expect Xiao Ai, who had a low IQ, to be so good.
The next question is the novice guidance continued by Xiao Ai Assistant:
"Master, sword forging competitions often need to recruit a host. The competition is impossible without a host. He must be responsible for giving speeches and arranging various contestants."
After hearing this, Ning Zheng understood that the host was probably a manager of the villa.
Ning Zheng also felt that there was nothing wrong with it!
After all, I usually practice cultivation, and I set up the villa to earn resources for cultivation. UU Reading www. uukanshu. net It is natural to have a manager, but you cannot do everything yourself.
However, when he was a blacksmith, the steward was very vicious.
Any slaves who were not careful in their training would be whipped, pricked with needles, beaten and scolded in various ways, and even thrown to the spiritual village at the foot of the mountain to be fed to the vicious creatures.
Ning Zheng is kind-hearted.
He felt that hiring another manager like this would be a bit vicious.
Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you, otherwise why would you have run away in the first place.
However, he recalled his previous introduction. This was the blacksmith who was most suitable for this sword-making villa. In other words, they would actually enjoy it?
Then wouldn't he ruin the other person's happiness?
So, Ning Zheng took the attitude of giving it a try. He recalled the fat-headed and big-eared management style in his mind and wrote a paragraph:
[The Sword Forging Competition is in internal testing. 1. Recruit blacksmiths and sign up enthusiastically. 2. We are now recruiting a game host who is good at business management. Requirements: good at abuse and corporal punishment, and knows how to deduct and exploit blacksmiths. 】
After Ning Zheng finished writing, she felt something was wrong.
"Xiao Ai, do you think this is how the host of the Sword Forging Villa was recruited? Isn't it wrong to do so?"
Xiao Ai:
[Searching... An excellent host must master the art of making the most of situations and dealing with difficult problems. These difficult problems that require adaptability include: resolving disputes, controlling emotions, and delivering information. 】
[Comparing...According to the content conditions hired by the host, it perfectly meets the three requirements of an excellent host. 】
Ning Zheng's tense heart breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't understand the so-called "Sword Forging Competition" very well, she figured out the initial settings as soon as she got started. Could it be that she was really a genius?