Chapter 353: Nüwa Statue

A lot of positions were opened up this time.

You could even say the number of spots was unlimited.

After all, to prepare the Sect’s resources, both the Alchemy Department and the Artifact Refining Department had hard quotas to meet.

They had to produce a certain number of qualifying Magic Treasures and Elixir Pills for the Sect each month.

Fail to meet them consistently—and you’d be fired!

’What’s the difference between this and getting paid to do nothing!’

This time, all players in the Sect could participate.

Except for the administrative department, none of the other departments had any cultivation requirements.

Since the game didn’t have beginner quests or other forms of guidance, having departments for new players to choose their own development paths was a pretty good thing.

The advantage of the Broken Sect was that its management didn’t need to be too rigid; after all, it had an omnipotent system in place.

It could manage all the players on multiple fronts, making it more effective than any administrative department could ever be.

At twelve o’clock that night—such an ungodly hour—the Broken Sect’s official blog released the qualifications right on time.

Huaxia’s internet experienced a massive surge at that very moment.

But the idea of the servers crashing from too many simultaneous users was impossible on the Broken Sect’s official website.

Countless netizens flooded the site, filling in their information with the fastest fingers of their lives, their hearts pounding in suspense as they awaited fate’s decision.

Of course, some people tried to cheat.

But they had no way of knowing that this method would lead to automatic disqualification, so they would naturally never get the result they wanted.

Starting from the exact moment, it took less than a minute for all seven hundred spots to be filled.

"AHHHHH I GOT IN, I GOT IN!!!!"

"I won the lottery, I won the lottery!!"

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK—"

In dozens of cities across Huaxia, people erupted in joyous screams in the middle of the night.

Of course, there were also those who helplessly saw that they hadn’t been chosen.

And some were extremely angry.

"No one got in? We had thousands of people trying, and not a single one got a spot? Damn this Huaxia game!"

"...See? This website must have gotten over a hundred million hits in an instant, and it didn’t even crash. No country’s servers could handle that right now, could they? This has to be technology that isn’t from Blue Star!"

"This game keeps recruiting people. What on earth is it trying to do?"

...

In contrast to the mixed reactions from ordinary people, Wei Jun’s side had what could at least be called good news.

Those who secured a spot would report to the organization immediately.

Wei Jun couldn’t hide the joy on his face. "Seventeen? Not bad!"

Compared to the ultra-lucky ones from before, these seventeen were also quite fortunate. But at least with a larger base number, they had also made significant progress.

Spread across the whole country and compared to other ordinary people, this also showed that there were quite a few people with exceptional luck in the military.

This could provide more substantial evidence for screening candidates for the next round of qualifications.

Liu Wen Yu glanced at the report, his eyes narrowing. "We previously speculated that she might need people with good luck. Of these seventeen, nine of them are indeed on another list we compiled. The remaining seven... hmm, one of them is the complete opposite."

Liu Wen Yu was mainly responsible for the details of the list. Hearing this, Wei Jun raised an eyebrow. "Meaning, her luck is terrible?"

Liu Wen Yu spread his hands helplessly. "She’s an interesting one. Her skills are actually very strong, but her luck is a bit poor. She’s a beast in training, but she chokes during official competitions. She holds all the top records in practice, but once it’s a real match, some irreversible situation will occur and she’ll end up last. That’s why she wasn’t selected for the Winds and Sand Project back then."

Wei Jun nodded. "Good enough for the Winds and Sand Project? Then she’s definitely strong. Bad luck? I’m not so sure. It looks to me like she was just saving it all up for a big pity pull."

Liu Wen Yu was speechless. "...Chief, you’re so hip, you even know these terms."

Wei Jun sighed. "I have a few good-for-nothing sons at home. I hear them use these words all the time, so I picked it up."

Liu Wen Yu couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

Wei Jun waved his hand. "Go on and get to your work. I’m afraid there won’t be any rest tonight."

After all, if the players were busy, they had to be busy too.

Liu Wen Yu nodded and went to take care of his tasks.

*

The access portal was only open for one hour. This was a rule everyone already knew.

No one dared to object to it either.

’Not that it would do any good.’

Some people who got a spot logged in immediately, while others weighed their options and showed off to those around them before getting on the game.

No one would try to log in right at the last second.

What if they timed it wrong and ran into an issue?

After all, the system waits for no one.

The in-game time was twelve o’clock noon on the Yunzhou Continent.

Yunzhou’s way of calculating time was surely different from Blue Star’s, but the system used Blue Star’s timekeeping method.

This was probably to make it easier for Song Jiulai to understand.

The seven hundred puppets were not made by Song Jiulai herself.

Now that the players all knew their original bodies were puppets, she had directly hired players to refine this new batch of puppet bodies.

’Why not use the available labor!’

It was useless for players to refine puppets on their own.

Because only the system could perform the soul transfer.

Then Song Jiulai discovered that although this batch of refined puppets were all made to resemble the default system face as much as possible, they all looked much more refined and handsome than the ones she had made.

In other words...

’My artistic sense, as the Sect Master, is truly awful!’

The puppets were placed in the Inner Sect of the Longevity Sect, where Tang Qiuxiang and the others had worked overtime to erect a large-scale building complex.

At a glance, it looked far more magnificent than the original Longevity Sect.

Crucially, they didn’t build a statue of Song Jiulai in front of the Sect, but they still erected a very large one.

It was of Nüwa.

The Yunzhou Continent had no native legends of mythological figures from Blue Star; the only similar things were the Divine Beasts.

This was also a very strange thing.

Moreover, something happened while they were building the Nüwa Statue.

The players couldn’t carve her face.

With a designer like Tang Qiuxiang around, there usually wouldn’t be any problems with something like a statue.

At the time, everyone felt they should build a statue in front of the Sect buildings as a symbol.

At least it would make the Sect look impressive, as if it were protected by a powerful figure!

The system tactfully conveyed Song Jiulai’s refusal to have the statue made in her own likeness.

Building something else wouldn’t be right either.

Traditional figures like angels or demons? In an ancient Cultivation World—that would be completely out of place!

Besides, this was the Inner Sect. If they chose the wrong person for the statue, wouldn’t that be like placing someone above Song Jiulai?

The Sect Master has a statue out on the main street, but then the Inner Sect builds a statue of someone else? What would people say?

In the end, after a pleasant discussion, everyone chose a figure familiar to all Huaxia people.

Lady Nüwa.

The transcendent creator goddess from Blue Star China’s mythology.

The players had no objections.

Song Jiulai had even fewer objections.

After combining various mythological versions and legends, everyone argued endlessly about Nüwa’s appearance before finally choosing the purest human version.

The statue was assembled bit by bit from stones gathered by the players.

After all, their abilities weren’t yet strong enough to create matter out of thin air that wouldn’t disappear.

They were very sincere and meticulous in building the Nüwa statue, and the sculpting of her form went smoothly.

A woman in ancient robes, whose gentle and kind features could be felt just by looking at the statue.

The only problem was when it came to carving the facial details—no matter what they did, they couldn’t leave a single mark.

The Nüwa Statue was a hundred meters tall and stood directly in the plaza before the Sect.

Its colossal figure alone was incredibly imposing. Just looking at it from a distance, you could feel that this place was extraordinary.

Tang Qiuxiang was still wondering why she couldn’t carve the face. The moment she tried to use Spiritual Energy to etch the details, she felt her Spiritual Energy instantly drain, and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead.