In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

Time went by quickly, with people getting hooked on playing games or going out on missions.

Even ordinary mortal folks had heard about this Mission Hall.

It was the quickest way to make money, and ordinary folks felt that it protected them in a sense.

"You little troublemaker. It's so big and too luxurious. Your mother and I don't want to disgrace ourselves. So are you sure that we'll be allowed in?"

"Yes... Ru Mo, are you sure we can go in?"

On the road, an anxious couple asked their son repeatedly about the building before them.

For the past 2 days, they heard the rumors from the other local folks that some mighty buildings had somehow appeared in their little town.

At the time, they didn't believe it because building something so fast still required the blocks, sand, water, and everything else to be dumped on the site.

And, one still needed a combination of masters from several cultivator professions to create such things.

Take for example, the surprise collapse that happened a few years ago.

Out of nowhere, the walls just collapsed. (That was because Chu Che's mother was taken away.)

None of the town folks knew why.

But, they had to care for their safety.

And so they worked alongside the guards to carry tons of stones, as well as several iron drums of mud, water, and other pasty substances from trees towards the region where the walls used to be.

This time, they wanted to make it stronger and thicker, so they needed more stones.

Anyway, after everything was placed by the fallen wall, the old town lord (Chu Che's grandfather) invited several Otherworldly Designers to assist him and Old Fru in putting up the wall in a matter of 3 days

All those people used 3 entire days together to make the wall stand again.action

Of course, the old Town lord had also invited other masters for other professions to assist the otherworldly designers in rebuilding the already destroyed Town lord palace.

Knowing everything these folks knew, they felt it was just a rumor when many said they saw a Godly building stand in their town.

Even if it existed, didn't it mean that it was the palace of some powerful lord?

So why in God's name was this child taking them over there?

The couple felt like their older son was crazy!

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Ru Moyen rolled his eyes heavenwards and still took them over to the mission hall.

No matter how he explained things, their fear blocked their sense of hearing.

So he decided they should hear it from the horse's mouth instead.

Everyone in this world, be it mortals or cultivators, had spirit roots.

It was the very foundation of one's soul and body, which was also associated with a person's innate talents and elemental affinities like metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Of course, those were the 5 elemental attributes most people fell into.

But some spirit roots didn't belong to any of the 5 and were rare or called mutated spirit roots.

Everyone was born with a quality of spirit roots/ Root Bones.

And testing the roots wasn't expensive and, at times, free too.

After all, everyone was always looking for geniuses.

That said, many mortals still couldn't break out of their shells because they didn't have the resources that big clans and sets provided.

That's why common folk would choose to work in big clans as guards or even servants

At least there, they would still be given pills and primary cultivation resources each month.

Cultivation was too expensive.

This was why not many in desolate regions like these could break out of their mortal shell.

The 14-year-old Ru Moyen came from a family of 4; his parents, himself, and his 10-year-old brother.

He heard he had an aunt who married a man in another village far from here.

But that was all the family he knew of.

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For mortals, they were in more danger than anyone else.

They never dared not go into the forest and only stayed in the outskirts because that's where mortal beasts stayed.

So hunting them would be easier.

Mortal beasts wouldn't dare go into the forest because they too would die.

So they stayed put on the outskirts.

For mortals, accidents happen to them too many times to count.

Just traveling could get them killed. And even within the towns and homes, one never knew when a storm would blow in.

They were powerless in this cruel world where even bandits could turn their town upside down with ease if not for the town lords.

That's why they truly valued escape talismans.

Of course, even the low-grade ones were too expensive for them.

But some still bought them and kept them in their homes as family legacies, passing them on from generation to generation.

No one suffered like mortals, not even the cultivators that got schemed against.

That said, years back, Ru Moyen, determined to make a change, entered a little deeper into the forest and almost died in the hands of a rank-1 boar.

It was only by a stroke of luck that he managed to pierce its eyes before stabbing its neck.

He then took its core and exchanged it for a low-grade pill from one of the merchants passing by.

Even though he was cheated, he still managed to break past his mortal shell.

All this was also due to his innate talent.

So in his family, he was the only cultivation among them.

And today, he had decided that he must completely take his family out of poverty by having them take on F-class missions.

It was the safest and easier to do.

Plus, the pay was higher than what they got in a week.

So, why not?