Chapter 198: Legendary Wholesaler? Prime Minister, Times Have Changed!

Ten minutes passed.

These ten minutes felt longer to Jiang Xin than all the mechanical principles she had learned over the past nineteen years.

Ox? Horse?

Even if you switched to Newton, you wouldn't play like this!

Absurd!

Off the script!

Crack—!

Crack—!

The chewing sound still echoed in the warehouse, making one's teeth ache.

The bun‑haired girl's eyes were vacant, her lips trembling.

"Eight... eight heads..."

"What about energy conservation? What about mass conservation?"

"Which middleman covered the price difference? That's not scientific!"

However, no one cared about the shattered worldview she scattered on the ground.

The building waste, rusted rebar, broken furniture that had piled up like a mountain...

Were chomped away in a flurry, all gone!

"Huh..."

Su Ming watched this group of Wooden Ox and Flowing Horses busily tucking into their meals and let out a long breath of foul air.

So satisfying!

He has no time to deal with Jiang Xin and the others whose worldview is collapsing.

His gaze was fixed on the panel fed back by the Eye of Truth.

Name: Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse

Quality: Legendary (Replica)

Function 1 – Autonomous: This item requires no energy, can walk on its own, covering a thousand li a day, traversing mountains and valleys as if on flat ground.

Function 2 – Divine Craft: It can devour metal, wood and other materials, self‑replicate, forming Wooden Ox and Flowing Horses! Upper limit 9,999 units!

Function 3 – Boundless: Each Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse contains an independent space, capable of storing vast supplies.

At first glance, there seems to be no major issue, just like before.

But...

The most crucial point is the Quality field!

Even though it carries the 'Replica' suffix...

But its rating is still a solid golden Legendary!

A crazy thought instantly sprang up in Su Ming's mind.

"That guy who eats small matches..."

Could we feed him some of the Wooden Ox and Flowing Horses?

In exchange, nearly ten thousand bottles of Legendary‑grade Source Blood!

"Sss!"

Su Ming inhaled a breath of cold air, feeling the Heavenly Spirit Cover tingling.

If this works, it won't be a logistics brigade anymore.

This motherf***ing is a kill!

A few minutes later.

The waste in the entire hall was licked clean, not a speck left.

And on the ground...

A full nineteen Wooden Ox and Flowing Horses stood in perfect rows.

Freshly manufactured clone legion!

"Let's go."

Su Ming, in high spirits, waved his hand and woke the few girls who were still daydreaming.

"Take these little guys to the hall!"

"Let everyone open their eyes, what is called..."

…

Jin Se Tea Garden, first‑floor hall.

The atmosphere was subtly billions‑times delicate.

Magu refreshed her makeup to a brighter hue, changed into a higher‑slit qipao, and sat on the sofa with a face flushed red.

Like a fairy who had just inhaled a burst of essence.

Around her, a few girls from the Rose Squad pretended to chat while furtively scanning her.

Their eyes were full of gossip.

By the tea table, Pang Tong, Fa Zheng, and Jiang Wan remained calm.

Gathered around a tablet, they were reviewing the problem‑solving approach just now.

Live and learn forever!

Just then,

Dong! Dong! Dong!

A heavy, thudding and dense footfall rolled in from outside the Gate.

Even the crystal chandelier in the hall shivered in time with it.

"Is it an earthquake?"

"No, this noise... sounds like ten thousand troops and horses!"

Fa Zheng snapped his head up, still clutching an electronic pen, his eyes instantly sharp.

The next second.

The carved wooden door of the hall was pushed open in one swing.

Su Ming slipped a hand into his pocket and stepped in.

And behind him...

Moo—!!

Nineteen heads, each half a man's height, the mechanized behemoth radiating ancient, mysterious light, surged in like a demolition squad, one after another!

The once spacious hall was instantly packed to the brim.

"WTF?!"

"What the heck is this? A cow? Or a horse?"

"So cute! Its eyes even light up red!"

The girls of the Rose Squad instantly went into a frenzy.

After all, they're girls.

For such a mighty yet slightly goofy creature that even winks...

There was absolutely no resistance!

Especially when Su Ming publicly demonstrated that it could enlarge or shrink at will, even swallow an entire marble coffee table in one bite and then spit it out unchanged...

The scene instantly turned into a massive cat‑attracting spectacle, with chirps and whistles!

Top‑tier gear!

A flashy mount!

An invincible mobile warehouse!

Except...

The three senior elders by the tea table.

At the moment they saw the swarm of Wood Cows surge in, they all froze on the spot.

The usually steady Jiang Wan shakily stood up, stumbling and rushing to a Wood Cow.

They extended their withered hand, repeatedly caressing the familiar cloud pattern, fingertips trembling.

"This is... this is the Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse..."

Jiang Wan's voice choked, tinged with sobs.

As the pillar of Shu Han after the Chancellor.

No one knows better than they how much blood, tears, and regret those four characters carry.

"Chancellor... if the Chancellor were..."

Tears streamed down, and they seemed to age ten years in an instant, unable to continue.

Beside them, Fa Zheng took a deep breath, lifted his head, not wanting tears to fall.

He had never experienced the northern campaign.

But he understood that man all too well!

"Kong Ming's talent, reaching heaven and earth... alas! Heaven does not favor the Han!!"

His voice was hoarse, each word bleeding with sorrow.

Even the usually carefree Pang Tong at this moment had lost his dashing vigor.

Staring at the room full of Wooden Ox and Flowing Horses, he laughed maniacally, yet his face was wet with tears.

"Hahaha! Good! Very good!"

"No need for provisions, it travels a thousand li on its own! Never tires!"

"If back when we entered Sichuan with the lord we had this divine artifact, why worry about blocked supply routes? Why fear Zhang Ren's ambush?!"

"If we had this thing... the world would have been settled early! No need for Kong Ming... to strain blood, only to die of exhaustion at Wuzhangyuan!!"

The three elders' blunder turned the once noisy hall into sudden silence.

The girls looked at each other, at a loss.

Having grown up in Jin Cheng, they naturally heard many stories.

But this...

Turns out it really is the Chancellor's legendary Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse?!

For a long while.

Waiting for the three elders' emotions to calm a bit.

Only then did Su Ming step forward.

His gaze first swept over Pang Tong and the two others, then settled on the faces of the excited yet awed girls.

"Exactly! This is the Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse."

He turned, his eyes meeting Pang Tong's blood‑red pupils, his tone solemn.

"The Chancellor's handwork."

Five short characters, weighty as a thousand pounds.

"With a mortal body, to conceive such a world‑shaking divine artifact in that era."

To have such extraordinary thoughts, Chancellor, you are truly worthy of being a heavenly person.

It's a pity that back then the Mandate of Heaven was absent, and fortune was unfavorable.

Even if one had the ability to reach heaven and penetrate earth, it's hard to cook without rice.

And now...

Su Ming's mouth curled up, and a flame of ambition flickered in his eyes.

We, too, can be said to have basked in the Chancellor's glory.

This logistics, delayed for over a thousand years...

This time, we'll have enough!

One person, one head, bound on the spot!