Chapter 1021: Dry Rations Come into Being

Qi Xiong was troubled by the problem of the Dongzhou Ferry. This place was too important; once the Buddhist sect occupied it, it would instantly become a stronghold for them to attack Dongzhou.

But who should be sent now?

Just when Qi Xiong couldn't make up his mind, a deacon walked in quickly and said respectfully.

"Sect Master, Sect Master Su Luoxing requests an audience."

"What is he here for? Don't see him. Tell him I don't have time."

Qi Xiong didn't have time to talk nonsense with Su Luoxing now. Fighting the Buddhist sect did not allow him to be the slightest bit careless.

But just as his words fell, Su Luoxing had already forced his way in.

"What, do you know you regret it now?"

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If you have something to say, say it."

Seeing this, Qi Xiong didn't blame him; it wasn't the first time anyway. This fool never had any rules.

Without even looking at Su Luoxing, Qi Xiong stared fixedly at the map in front of him.

And Su Luoxing, through his gaze, quickly locked onto the Dongzhou Ferry on the map.

Slowly restraining his smile, he stepped forward and pointed at the Dongzhou Ferry on the map, saying.

"I'll guard this place for you."

"You???"

At this, Qi Xiong turned to look at Su Luoxing for the first time, his eyes full of suspicion.

Facing Qi Xiong's gaze, Su Luoxing grinned and said.

"What, besides me, who else is willing to do this kind of thankless job? You never have any sense of proportion; every time, I have to be the one to save you."

"You don't need to worry about the Dongzhou Ferry, unless a Great Saint arrives in person."

Without waiting for Qi Xiong to reply, Su Luoxing left on his own.

And looking at his back, Qi Xiong couldn't help but show a smile after a long while.

Then he looked at the Dongzhou Ferry on the map again, and the worry in his eyes quickly dissipated.

"Senior Brother, this..."

Wu Shou on the side was a bit worried. Was there really no problem handing over such an important place as the Dongzhou Ferry to the Luoxia Sect? What if they...

However, Qi Xiong didn't give Wu Shou a chance to speak, interrupting directly.

"Don't worry about the Dongzhou Ferry."

As he spoke, a faint smile hung on Qi Xiong's mouth.

Qi Xiong and the others were naturally responsible for the overall layout.

And Ye Changqing, after the meeting, returned directly to the cafeteria and squatted in the kitchen with Zhu Wu, not knowing what they were doing.

"What is kid Changqing doing?"

"I don't know. He's been like this since he came back."

"Strange."

Yu Mo and the others didn't know what Ye Changqing was pondering, but seeing him busy, they didn't want to disturb him.

After being in the kitchen for a day and a night without even going home, Ye Changqing finally came out of the kitchen with an excited expression.

"What are you doing, kid?"

Seeing this, Yu Mo asked immediately, and Ye Changqing didn't hide it, taking two bags out of his pocket.

"This is..."

"The dry rations I researched."

"Dry rations?"

Regarding this, Yu Mo and the others were stunned. They naturally knew what this was, but it was food that mortals would prepare when traveling.

Most were things like big pancakes or meat jerky that were easy to store. Not to mention nutrition, the taste didn't even come close.

It just served the purpose of filling one's stomach.

Similar to Bigu Pills.

But why was Ye Changqing researching these? And did a small dry ration really take you a day and a night?

Facing the doubts of the old men, Ye Changqing explained.

"These are dry rations I made myself. They can be stored for a longer time, and the taste is not much worse than what I make myself. They only need to be heated with spiritual power to be used."

Facing the upcoming war, Ye Changqing couldn't think of anything else he could do, so he could only use this method to provide the greatest support to the disciples.

On the battlefield, being able to eat a hot meal would be the greatest encouragement for them.

Therefore, Ye Changqing drew on ideas from his previous life, such as instant noodles and self-heating hot pots, to research this version of dry rations for the Haotu World.

Using spiritual power to create vacuum packaging, and processing the pre-made meals to make them easier to store.

When used, they only needed to be heated with spiritual power, and they would quickly become a bowl of hot rice.

Moreover, to take care of all the disciples, Ye Changqing also made many flavors.

They were all things the disciples liked to eat on weekdays.

Such as twice-cooked pork, shredded pork with garlic sauce, stir-fried pork with green peppers, pickled fish, etc.

In front of Yu Mo and the others, he personally opened a bag of dry rations, poured it into a bowl, and heated it with spiritual power. A bowl of hot twice-cooked pork with rice appeared.

"Let me taste it."

Yu Mo grabbed it without hesitation and started eating. After one bite, his eyes widened instantly.

It was exactly as Ye Changqing said. Although the taste was not as good as freshly made food, it wasn't much worse.

And most importantly, the efficacy of the food was not affected in the slightest.

It had strong pain-relieving and hemostatic effects.

After finishing a large bowl in a few bites, Yu Mo burped comfortably and gave Ye Changqing a thumbs up.

"You kid are capable. You could think of this."

"After all, there's nothing else I can do, so I'm just doing my small part."

"How can this be called a small part? If those little bastards knew, I'm afraid their morale would improve quite a bit."

"Come, come, let's start making them now and try to make more."

"Call Xu Jie and the others to help."

Soon, in the cafeteria, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, Liu Shuang, Zhao Rou, and other direct disciples began to help make the dry rations.

Zhu Wu was responsible for cutting vegetables, Ye Changqing was responsible for cooking, and as for the others, they washed vegetables and handled packaging. The speed was very fast.

One pot could make at least tens of thousands of rations.

Just like that, in just one day, Ye Changqing and the others had stockpiled over a million rations of various flavors.

But this was far from enough. A million portions, divided among everyone, was only two portions per person.

Ye Changqing felt that everyone needed at least ten portions for this battle, which didn't know how long it would last.

So everyone worked day and night to make the rations, and the others in the Dao Yi Sect also performed their duties.

The entire Dao Yi Sect was already like a huge war machine, running at full capacity.

The Hundred Herbs Peak, Ten Thousand Arrays Peak, and Artifact Refining Peak were all working hard to create various weapons, talismans, and elixirs, all to cope with the upcoming war.

And large quantities of various materials were constantly being transported to the Dao Yi Sect.

Spirit fruits, spirit herbs, crystals, talisman paper—at this moment, the Dao Yi Sect was like a gold-devouring beast, and a bottomless pit at that.

No matter how many resources entered, they were quickly consumed, and then another batch was transported in, only to be consumed again.

As for the disciples, they were also preparing for the battle, adjusting their state and state of mind, just waiting for the order from the sect's high command. ===== CHAPTER 1022 =====