Chapter 133: What a Pair of Blind Eyes!

"Ugh~"

Half a shichen later, someone finally vomited.

After eating five portions, the accumulated toxins in Wang Meng's body erupted. He could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, vomiting uncontrollably.

The next moment, his face turned green, white foam spewed from his mouth, and his whole body convulsed on the ground.

"Physician! Physician!"

Chen Fang beside him immediately shouted.

"I see it, don't panic, it's a minor issue." The middle-aged physician walked over to Wang Meng and lifted him up with one hand.

At this moment, Wang Meng was hunched over like an oversized shrimp.

"Bring the needles!"

At the physician's wave, a row of silver needles immediately flew out from the case.

"Fwish Fwish Fwish!"

The silver needles pierced into different parts of Wang Meng's body.

As the needles went in, Wang Meng's body also relaxed and stretched out.

At the same time, the silver needles also turned purplish-black.

"Spit!"

The middle-aged physician struck Wang Meng's abdomen with a palm. Like a rubber ball, Wang Meng was repeatedly sent flying. After several consecutive strikes, he finally came fully to his senses.

"He's fine now." The middle-aged physician said to Liu Yongli.

"Your Nine Yang Resurrection Needles are getting stronger and stronger." Liu Yongli smiled. "He's fine after just a moment."

"Mainly because the problem isn't serious." The middle-aged physician said. "He's only at the first layer of the Gluttony Method, so the Nine Yang Resurrection Needles are more than enough. If someone failed breaking through from the third to the fourth layer of the Gluttony Method, even the Nine Yang Resurrection Needles couldn't save them — they'd need the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."

Liu Yongli nodded and said to the recovered Wang Meng: "You don't need to eat any more today, and your training volume will be reduced accordingly."

Wang Meng was somewhat unwilling: "Commander, I want to train..."

"Train what?!" Liu Yongli rebuked. "A martial artist should pursue their limits, but that doesn't mean throwing your life away. Pursuing a breakthrough and courting death are two completely different things!"

"Your Gluttony Method is only at the first layer, so your daily training volume can only go this far. If you force yourself to continue, you'll ruin yourself!"

"Yes, I understand." Wang Meng was somewhat unwilling, but still retreated to the side to rest.

Those who practiced the Gluttony Method to a higher level could replenish their Yuan Qi from food faster, and the nutrition delivered to their bodies was also more balanced. It could enhance various resistances of the body.

However, there was still a limit — it couldn't be infinitely improved.

Even though what Zhao Xing sent was normal supplies, as long as it was food, once the dosage accumulated to a certain level, anything would become poisonous!

Wang Meng was only at the first layer of the Gluttony Method, so he couldn't eat any more today, and his corresponding training volume also had to be reduced.

"Ugh~"

Soon, another person couldn't hold on any longer.

His symptoms were different from Wang Meng's.

It wasn't poisoning, but rather because he had absorbed too much Yuan Qi from the Numbing Fish Fruit, causing his entire body to become numb.

He clearly hadn't finished digesting yet, yet he kept swallowing Yuan Qi. This caused excess Yuan Qi to rampage through his body, and the situation was even more serious than Wang Meng's.

"Bring the needles!"

The middle-aged physician once again pricked this person full of needles like a hedgehog.

"I can't take it anymore!"

"Bring the needles!"

"Ugh!"

"I'll prick you!"

……

One after another, people experienced side effects, but under the middle-aged physician's treatment, they recovered quickly.

Those still eating were only Chen Fang, Hu Bing, Zhang Jie, and Xia Jing — four people.

"Hiss, they're actually still eating."

"Numbing Fish Fruit — so this is the Numbing Fish Fruit? How terrifying."

"Don't talk to me, your mouth is full of dead fish smell."

"As if you don't smell the same."

"Physician, can the smell on us be removed?" Wang Meng looked at the middle-aged physician.

"I'm a physician, not a cleaner." The middle-aged physician said calmly. "This smell can't be dispersed, it'll naturally go away in a few days."

"You six, proceed to the Mountain Running Training to aid digestion. When the time comes, come back for the speed-eating training." Liu Yongli arranged for the six people.

"Yes." The six formed up and ran toward the rocky mountain terrain ahead.

As for the remaining four, they continued eating.

Xia Jing, Chen Fang, Hu Bing, and Zhang Jie were all eighth-rank martial artists, and Xia Jing had even reached the late stage of the eighth rank.

Ranked martial artists had enormous appetites — able to eat an entire cow in one meal. These four were also the elite of the Martial Division, and their Gluttony Method was all at the second layer realm or above, which was why they could continue eating Numbing Fish Fruit to earn points.

However, the Numbing Fish Fruit was a third-tier supply, and its Yuan Qi concentration was not low. The six who had already gone running had only managed to eat eight or nine portions before reaching their limit.

"With the first layer of the Gluttony Method, digesting a third-tier supply — even eating slowly, they won't exceed a hundred jin."

"Looking at the situation, today's five thousand jin won't be finished." Liu Yongli observed for a while and found that Hu Bing and Chen Fang were also approaching their limits.

"How could they possibly finish it?" The middle-aged physician said. "The more Numbing Fish Fruit they eat, the more their body's meridians will be numbed by the characteristics of the Yuan Qi it contains. Trace amounts of toxins will accumulate more and more. The four of them simply can't finish it all in one day."

A long time had already passed. Wang Meng and the other five had all been eating for over two shichen, each eating less than a hundred jin, but they had already reached their limit.

The further it went, the harder it was to digest.

Even if the time were extended to twelve shichen, the remaining four thousand-plus jin still couldn't be finished by Xia Jing and the other three.

"We can only eat it tomorrow." Liu Yongli nodded. "As long as we finish everything the Agricultural Officer grows within three days, that's fine."

The Martial Department's rule was that one had to finish everything the Agricultural Officer grew!

Because the fertility of this piece of land was limited!

The Agricultural Officer also couldn't grow food infinitely.

The location would only be switched after three days.

One Agricultural Officer paired with ten martial artists, and the fertility only grows weaker afterward—can they really not finish it?

Then forget other training, let's start with 'Speed-Eating Training' first—how embarrassing!

"I'm afraid that's doubtful." The middle-aged physician said, "That kid from the Agricultural Officer Bureau is no simple matter. Look at this batch of hemp-fish fruit he grew before—he hasn't made any big moves yet. The timing hasn't changed, and the geomantic fluctuations aren't strong either."

"In other words, in that kid's judgment, the environmental conditions are still sufficient to sustain it."

"Within three days, at least one more batch of supplies can come out."

"One more batch?" At these words, Liu Yongli's face showed a look of sympathy: "I hope this month of training won't leave them with psychological scars…"

Beside the flying vessel, Zhao Xing rolled up a batch of fourth-grade seeds and floated into the sky.

"After growing the third-grade hemp-fish fruit, the fertility has already declined quite a bit."

"Originally it was rated 'Ordinary.' After I conditioned it with the King Di Zang Return-to-Origin Method, it reached 'Mildly Fertile,' but after planting, it's now already 'Mildly Barren.'"

"If left alone, it would take about twenty hours to recover to 'Mildly Fertile.'"

"Growing fourth-grade supplies right now is very difficult."

Zhao Xing surveyed the gravel-slope area and finally reached a conclusion.

If he wanted to grow fourth-grade supplies, he'd have to wait.

However, in the Agricultural Officers' scoring standards, supplies had to come out every day.

If he grew fourth-grade supplies, then Zhao Xing would inevitably lose points on one day.

If he didn't grow them, and planted another wave of second-grade supplies the next day, he wouldn't lose base points. But this would inevitably affect the growth of the fourth-grade seeds.

Pushing the martial artists to their limits wasn't that easy either.

But what kind of person was Zhao Xing?

"Only kids make choices—I want it all! Grow fourth-grade AND second-grade!"

"Cloud, come!"

Zhao Xing pointed at the sky.

The Cloud-Swallowing Method activated, the clouds rolling and unfurling nine times, instantly covering the entire training area.

The Cloud-Swallowing Method, in his previous cultivation, had already broken through to the Ninth Revolution!

Even the martial artists noticed the change in the sky.

"Splash~"

The rain poured down.

"It's raining, and on such a grand scale?" Chen Fang looked at the clouds in the sky and couldn't help being startled. "What's he doing? He just planted so much third-grade supplies—can he really still grow more within three days?!"

"No way, five thousand catties of hemp-fish fruit and that's still not the limit?" Zhang Jie was also getting numb. They had seen the methods of military Agricultural Officers in the local armies before.

But someone as fierce as Zhao Xing—this really was their first time seeing it.

Growing five thousand catties of hemp-fish fruit in one and a half hours—which Agricultural Officer in the local armies could do that?

Far too few, let alone this piece of land wasn't even large.

And there weren't many planting areas to choose from either.

"This bastard, he can't really still be planting, can he…" At this moment Xia Jing's lips had also gone pale. He ate the fastest and ate the most.

Several hours had passed, and he had already demolished five hundred catties!

But now that Zhao Xing had summoned this rain, his heart was also wavering uncertainly.

Earlier he had talked tough because he felt that although these five thousand catties had reached the limit for his group, it should also be Zhao Xing's limit.

He understood military Agricultural Officers fairly well too—the fertility was only so much, it was impossible to grow supplies infinitely.

But now, Xia Jing's heart was also drumming with doubt.

Very soon—

"The rain stopped!"

The storm came quickly and left quickly.

"Could it be that he found it wasn't working, so he gave up?"

But it didn't pause for long.

"Splash~"

The heavy rain began to fall again.

Just like that.

Stopping and falling, off and on.

The mindsets of Xia Jing, Chen Fang, Hu Bing, and Zhang Jie were also being rubbed back and forth repeatedly.

Because if they really had to finish the supplies the Agricultural Officer grew, it actually depended entirely on these four. The other six people couldn't be of much help.

The six people combined hadn't even exceeded five hundred catties, while the four of them had already eaten eighteen hundred catties.

Although everyone's lips had gone black and their heads were spinning, they hadn't reached their limit yet.

There were three days. Eating slowly and using the Gluttonous Eating Method, there was still hope of finishing it off.

"Big brother, please really stop planting… huh? Great-grandmother?" Zhang Jie finished the hemp-fish fruit in his hand, then suddenly stood up. "Great-grandmother, how are you still alive? Have you come to see me… Your great-grandson has been unfilial."

Liu Yongli looked at Zhang Jie, who had grabbed him and was wiping tears nonstop, with a somewhat astonished gaze.

Did this guy eat himself into a hallucination?

"Dammit, let go, I'm not your great-grandmother!" Liu Yongli shook himself off, but couldn't actually shake free—Zhang Jie was terrifyingly strong right now!

"I'll handle it." The middle-aged physician saw the situation and stuck a needle into the back of Zhang Jie's head.

"Wu Wu Wu Wu…" Still crying after being needled, Zhang Jie unknowingly loosened his grip.

"Puff puff puff!"

Thick needles pierced into different parts of Zhang Jie's body.

Soon, Zhang Jie came to his senses.

He saw that his great-grandmother had turned into Martial Instructor Liu Yongli.

The latter was wiping snot off himself, looking at him with disgust.

"Commander Liu? I-is that you?" Zhang Jie was shocked and uncertain. He retreated two steps, but found his limbs going weak and nearly fell to the ground.

"A grown man, wailing like that—what kind of behavior is that? Damn, couldn't even shake you off, and you got snot all over me…" Liu Yongli was speechless.

"Sorry, Commander!" Zhang Jie apologized repeatedly. "I don't know what came over me either…"

"Your Gluttony Art's detoxification had a problem. The toxins didn't get expelled; they circulated to the Bright Eyes acupoint and the Celestial Response acupoint."

The middle-aged physician abruptly pulled a needle from the back of Zhang Jie's head, then his hands moved so fast they left afterimages, removing two needles from Zhang Jie's brow ridge.

"Huh? This…" Only then did Zhang Jie realize his head was covered in needles.

"Stop 'huh-ing,' run a few steps and see." The middle-aged physician put away the needles.

A military physician's words were also an order. Zhang Jie immediately started running.

But after just two steps, he went thump and fell flat on the ground.

"What? How did I fall?" Zhang Jie's head bumped against a stone. The impact wasn't hard—dazed but not brain-damaged.

"Right now you can't unify the control of your strength; your body's coordination will be in disarray." The middle-aged physician said, "This is because there's still some residual toxin in your body affecting you… Keep running. Fall enough times, and you'll expel it."

"Six hundred and twenty-five jin—that's a decent result for you. Once you've recovered, I'll notify you to come back for speed-eating training."

"Yes, sir!" Zhang Jie immediately scrambled up and stumbled his way running toward Wang Meng.

The downpour had stopped, but a fine drizzle was still falling.

Zhao Xing landed back on the ground, activated the Mysterious Earth Art to sink beneath the surface, and observed the ley lines.

"After my first batch of planting, the ley line energies have fire and metal in abundance, earth and water at a disadvantage, and wood suppressed. To meet my planting needs, I must use water to moisten earth and restrain fire, supplemented by metal-element ley lines to check fire's spiritual elegance. This situation is actually somewhat similar to the question I had on my exam back then."

What Zhao Xing was doing now was the same solution from the official appointment examination back then.

Theory wasn't learned for nothing. With Zhao Xing's current arsenal of arts, if he didn't understand the theories of various schools, he wouldn't know how to combine arts and quickly find a solution.

"The pond has dried up; there's no source water here, but there is in the sky. I used Cloud Art to gather rain Qi. The downpour first resolved the water-weak situation, raising it to roughly the same level as metal."

"Five hours, and the terrain conditions have met my expectations." Zhao Xing observed for a while, then satisfactorily ended his subterranean movement and returned to the surface.

Zhou Ming watched Zhao Xing emerge from the ground again, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes. A司農's result assessment naturally required another司農 to be present.

Zhou Ming was a Farmer of the Celestial Timing Court.

At first he didn't know what Zhao Xing was trying to do, but once Zhao Xing was halfway through his operation, he figured it out.

By the time five hours had passed and the ground fertility had recovered to the 【Mildly Fertile】 grade, Zhou Ming was already quite impressed with Zhao Xing.

"Only five hours to restore ground fertility that would normally take twenty hours, pushing the environmental conditions of this area to their absolute limit. In our Celestial Timing Court, I'm afraid only Shi Yong could manage this."

Zhou Ming sipped his wine, unable to help feeling感慨. "Such a promising seedling failed to pass the fourth-round screening back then? And let the Terrain Court pick up the bargain!"

"Ge Jinsong and Cheng Qingming—one gave him a Mid-A, the other a Low-A. They truly have eyes but cannot see!"