Chapter 152

Lin Manzhi thought, she actually wasn't good at farming in reality, only had superficial related knowledge without hands-on practice; moreover, real farming would take at least over a hundred days before harvest.

She had people carry mud back from a thousand li away; might as well go all out, even the cherry tomato gets an accelerated version.

Now the cherry tomato planted in the Hundred-Day Spiritual Field can mature and be harvested in a day; better to first grow it to maturity in the spiritual field, then transplant the mature cherry tomato crop into the ground.

Thus, the first batch of cherry tomatoes originally planted in the spiritual field and harvested still have a taste that benefits the male beast's spirit core, and will be more than those planted in the ground.

Alternatively, the first-harvested cherry tomatoes could be made into a medicinal liquid for sale; after planting in real soil, the harvested cherry tomatoes could be placed in the shop for direct sale.

The shops in Central City, the beastfolk who come in naturally aren't short of money; later, when she brings out the tomato medicine, the products will go the high-end route.

Lin Manzhi thought it over and decided to do just that.

……

Kuangsha City is divided into five major forces; each district's area defaults to the leader of the local biggest force; the leader of Xicheng Qu is now Mo Lie, while the leader of Central City District is Jia Jian.

Jia Jian's residence is at the very center of Central City District, an extremely splendid flat-roofed building.

On the hexagonal pillars are exquisite carvings.

The semi-open multiple arches plus the extremely high ceiling let sunlight slant down, striking the supporting round columns beneath the intricate carvings; the colors of the painted patterns on the half-human, half-beast-god eagle sculpture become ever more vivid.

Jia Jian half-reclined on the soft couch, his thin, pointed fingers curled, the backs of his hands pressing against the sides of his head.

Watching the hanging linen sway lightly in the breeze, his mind couldn't shake the stall he had seen in the Wushen Temple.

They sent someone to scout, but they still haven't come back?

Jia Jian inexplicably felt a bit panicked, a bit restless, and habitually shouted outward: 'Xiong Kui!'

'Leader, Lord Xiong went out and hasn't returned yet.' A guard stood behind the pillar, answering through the linen.

An ominous premonition expanded without limit in his heart; Jia Jian felt this splendid open palace was too spacious, too unsafe.

'Xiong Kui is back, have him come find me right away.' Having said that, he sprang up from the soft couch, summoned no one, and hurried his steps toward the place he deemed safest.

Underground, enclosed, all six sides made of walls forged from four-meter-thick iron; Jia Jian came to the secret den he had built deep underground.

He walked to one side and sat cross-legged; his gaze slowly swept across the interior, where glittering gold and brilliant light filled the whole room, practically like a gold mine.

Looking at his own wealth, in the extremely dark, enclosed underground he felt very secure; Jia Jian reached out and picked up a fist-sized pale yellow diamond, lay down, and smiled happily and satisfied.

As he lay flat, a clattering sound came from the pile of gold coins beneath him.

Creak—

Here——

Without warning, in the darkness, the sound of the heavy iron door being pushed open accompanied a familiar voice echoing in the sealed iron room.

The voice, which he had heard countless times before, now sounded with a hint of fawning; at this moment, Jia Jian felt his beast form so fearful that his scales all over seemed about to burst.

Jia Jian's spine went cold, he broke out in a cold sweat, and he abruptly beast-transformed in the pile of gold coins, habitually frantically digging with his pair of forelimbs.

Escape!

Quickly dig a hole to escape!

'Hey, leader of Central City, where do you think you're going?' Hua Zheng smiled, eyes narrowed, arms crossed, looking at him, mouth split to reveal snow-white fangs, as if watching a dying prey struggle, just for show.

Jia Jian dug for half a while, his dagger-like claws scraping the ground produced a 'scrape-scrape' sound with sparks.

But harder than his claws was the iron floor, which brought him back to his senses in his shocked, blank mind; the giant beast clad in blue-black scales shuddered.

How could this be!

Although he trusted Lord Xiong, who knew he had prepared dozens of hiding places for himself, this place was supposed to be unknown to anyone!

Before him, Lord Xiong stood beside two unfamiliar figures; a blond-haired, scarred man stood side by side with Lord Xiong, looking very strong indeed.

But his instinctive danger alarm, which should have been directed at himself, was actually aimed at the figure standing behind those two.

A tall, black-clad male beast stood nonchalantly at the sole entrance, his eyes lowered, emotionless gaze hidden in the darkness looking over silently, a flash of icy light passing through his pupils.

His gaze slowly swept over the pangolin in the room, then a low, cold voice sounded: 'Is he Jia Jian?'

Lord Xiong in the room immediately replied: 'Yes, it's him, this is his biggest gold hoard; he always likes to come here to sleep, and whenever he disappears for a long time, though he's not strong in combat, he's still good at hiding; I've secretly tailed him many times over the past several years, finally discovering this place.'

'Lord Xiong you...'

When faced with danger and escape hopeless, Jia Jian curled up his body and lifted a huge head from his torso, his beast pupils revealing a hint of despair.

Mo Lie gave a slight nod: 'I'll credit you for this.'

In this treasure-filled secret room, the darkness did not affect the vision of the male beasts inside.

A huge pangolin, lying prone like an elephant, with solid scales and sharp claws, facing the three humanoid figures before it, just looking at this scene gives a feeling of oppressive menace from a fierce beast.

But the fact is exactly the opposite: the three humanoid male beasts, without beast-transforming, made this huge pangolin tremble.

A fear rising from deep within his bloodline made Jia Jian lie on the ground without launching an attack, raising his head to look at Lord Xiong among the three.

Since accepting the Lord of Sajin City's cooperation, Lord Xiong had been dispatched to Jia Jian's side, said to be protection as well as surveillance; he thought that in the resource-poor, desolate Kuangsha City, no lord would be worth looking up to, but he never expected it.

Jia Jian thought he was surely doomed, reverted to his human form, and, risking everything, looked at the fearsome black-clad male beast leading them, expending all his strength as if to utter his final words:

'Just kill me quickly if you're going to; anyway, your Sajin City has finally lost control and is about to move against Kuangsha City!'

Mo Lie lightly raised his eyebrows, his exquisite features even more handsome than the beast-god carved on the exterior pillars.

'Who said I'm from Sajin City?'

Hearing that, Jia Jian's deathly face showed a will to survive; he gritted his teeth and asked: 'Then you are...?'

In his mind flashed the recent most prominent leader of Xicheng Qu in Kuangsha City; Jia Jian's face showed utter disbelief: 'The leader of Xicheng Qu is you, you want to take over the entire Central City District!'

'That's right.' Mo Lie said coldly: 'Loyalty, or disappearance.'

Jia Jian strained to lift his head, his mind racing wildly, his eyes looking toward the iron door he had set up——