Steward's Room.
Jiucai Rong was flipping through the booklet Magical Artifact that the old steward had left behind, and the more he read, the more shocked he became.
He felt like vomiting blood.
—Is this dog planner trying to drive us to insanity?
These hundreds of thousands of pages, don't think I don't know they're AI-generated Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.
Nowadays, techniques, Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, martial arts names can all be generated with a single AI click.
What's the point of creating so many?
I bet only a few are actually usable.
But Jiucai Rong also knew this production team's nature—they are ridiculously obsessed with "authenticity."
Previously, entering the game resulted in pants wetting, then building dormitories for toilets, showing how seriously hardcore they are.
"This is truly defying nature."
Su Yuniang's pupils dilated fiercely, and she bolted, "I can't take this. My trypophobia is acting up."
