"Reprimand" is a popular online game around the world, and if you can't get what you want in real life, you might as well enter this game. You might find business opportunities and become a tycoon, a well-known maxim almost everyone is aware of.

In Qinglong City, one of the five main cities, the corner of the main city's teahouse is crowded with numerous big shots, their faces not showing any anxiety, but clearly waiting for someone.

"My goodness, isn't that the top-ranked Windy Swordsman from the level leaderboard?"

"Oh, isn't that the gang leader of Supreme Fort?"

"Isn't that the palace master of Hundred Flowers Palace?"

Many players passing through Qinglong's main city, seeing dozens of people gathered in the corner of the inn, pulled up their profiles out of curiosity, only to exclaim in surprise immediately after.

The top-ranked Windy Swordsman on the level leaderboard, the top few from the gang leaderboard, and other top players known in "Reprimand" were almost all gathered here, making many onlookers very curious. Are they undertaking some peerless hidden mission?

Just at this moment, a level 10 newbie male character in novice clothes slowly walked over from not far away. A mere level 10 character, dressed in novice clothes and unarmed, walked leisurely up to these big shots.

"Have you arrived, sir?" Seeing this level 10 character, "Old Monk Loves Haircut," the faces of these big shots immediately turned into smiles, causing all onlookers to be utterly astounded.

Why would such a low-level character receive such treatment? "Reprimand" is a game where each person has one account; there's no such thing as creating a low-level character, but why does a level 10 character receive such respect and even awe from all the big shots?

Old Monk Loves Haircut, the level 10 character, glanced sideways at the players crowded around, all eagerly watching, furrowed his brows slightly, and seeing his reaction, the leader of Supreme Fort immediately ordered the core elites of his own gang to expel these onlookers.

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Seeing the irrelevant people finally leave, Old Monk Loves Haircut's slightly furrowed brows relaxed, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. With a wave of his hand, pieces of equipment appeared in his hands.

Crimson epic equipment, orange legendary equipment, and even a purple supreme longsword were all there. If anyone were here, they would undoubtedly scream in astonishment.

The big shots each took their equipment, satisfied with the attributes, and hurriedly stored them away, seemingly afraid others might snatch them.

"I've transferred the money to your account in full, sir," they said after a moment of silence.

"Understood. The weekly delivery is now complete, and it's time to collect," Old Monk Loves Haircut replied after checking his account, which now boasted astronomical wealth.

Old Monk Loves Haircut, a professional gamer, treats gaming as his career. Since he sees the game as a career, he naturally needs a way to make money, so he chose the life skills of forging and alchemy, the most lucrative in the game.

Human effort has its limits, so among the many life professions, Old Monk Loves Haircut specialized in the most profitable: forging and alchemy. Now, he has reached the highest levels in these skills in the entire game and is working towards the divine craftsman level.

"I have the materials for the Anti-Magic Potion here. I hope you can help me make a batch," the gang leader of Supreme Fort said, presenting rare gems and medicinal ingredients.

"1 million, I'll contact you in a week for the collection," Old Monk replied after assessing the materials, which were slightly more than required.

"Big brother, I want to upgrade my legendary staff to supreme level," said the palace master of Hundred Flowers Palace, presenting a God-Slaying Staff, her voice soft, her face seductive.

Old Monk, unmoved by her charm, responded, "Materials should be provided by you."

"Can't I have a discount?" she asked, frustrated but hiding her irritation.

"Rules are rules. Come back when you've gathered the materials," Old Monk replied, returning the staff.

Old Monk's indifferent attitude amazed the onlookers. They were all secretly cursing him for his stinginess and wondered how he could be immune to such beauty.

Finally, after all trading was done, Old Monk left with a parcel full of supreme equipment and materials, diving into days of crafting. He took out all the items and his Qiankun Furnace, a supreme level crafting furnace capable of making both equipment and potions.

"My old friend, I hope you can reach the divine level with me this time," he murmured, starting his work on the Anti-Magic Potion, upgrading the God-Slaying Staff, and crafting other legendary equipment and potions.

Two days later, energized rather than tired, Old Monk completed all the crafting. The most important item, the Sky-Shaking Crazy Sword with the Heart of God, was left for last. After spending half a day, he carefully crafted a slot into the supreme weapon, a feat only he could accomplish.

"Embed!" Focused, he inserted the Heart of God into the slot and started the final fusion.

Suddenly, the game's usually calm sky darkened with thunderous clouds. Everyone looked up, puzzled by the sudden change. "Is the game updating? There was no system notice!"

Then, a colorful light shot up from the inn in Qinglong City, drawing everyone's attention and exclamations of "A divine artifact has been created!"

Following the light, blood-red lightning struck down, aiming for the artifact. Old Monk, in shock, quickly stored the Sky-Shaking Crazy Sword, but the terrifying lightning disintegrated his level 10 character...

"Warning! System error! All players must log off within three minutes for a two-hour maintenance. Please log off promptly..."