Chapter 155

Travel?" Yi Yang's voice rose: "How could the Marshal come to a place where even birds don't poop to travel?"

In Yi Yang's view, someone as powerful as the Marshal, if traveling, should go to the insects' turf and stir up a heaven-and-earth overturn before calling it relaxation.

"So is it that something happened when the Marshal came out to travel that caused Zhimeng Xing's secondary mutation?" Ye Xi'an asked, following Ji Jiangci's words.

Ji Jiangci rubbed his temples recalling that memory of the dream: "Meng was originally just a grass growing on dream stone; after the Marshal arrived here, seeing the dream flowers bloom beautifully, he casually plucked it and kept it by his side to admire."

"Gradually, Meng developed its own consciousness, undergoing a secondary mutation."

"What does that mean?" Lin Zhi Jing frowned.

"The Marshal's spiritual power is very strong." Ji Jiangci said, "Her spiritual power may have unintentionally affected the dream grass, causing it to mutate into its current form."

"Strong spiritual power?" Ye Xi'an looked at Ji Jiangci, "You mean the Marshal's spiritual power can turn plants into humans?"

Ye Xi'an's eyes widened; this spiritual power would have to be how strong to let grass become a essence, just like cultivation.

"Huh." Ji Jiangci continued, though his face had already turned somewhat pale: "After she gained consciousness, she took advantage of the Marshal's sleep to enter his dream, wanting to bewitch him with beautiful dreams."

"But the Marshal is what kind of person; almost instantly, the Marshal deciphered Meng's scheme."

"It was then that she saw the Marshal's manor, out of envy and longing; after the Marshal left, she took on his likeness and used dream stone to construct the Marshal's manor."

"Huh?" Bao Jing wore a bewildered expression: "So Meng looks just like the Marshal for that reason?"

Ji Jiangci nodded: "Huh, that's the reason."

Bao Jing: …… Truly impressed; he had thought they'd uncovered some conspiracy of the Zhu Shen Xing Marshal.

Ye Xi'an's mouth fell open: "But the Marshal instantly broke Meng? That's too strong. No wonder he's the Marshal."

Ji Jiangci stopped speaking, his expression somewhat despondent: "Yeah, the Marshal is so formidable; unlike him, he's made himself into this state, and almost got Ye Xi'an killed."

Yi Yang: "Now that Meng is dead, has Zhimeng Xing's difficulty rating reverted to its previous two stars?"

"Maybe." Bao Jing broke off a piece of dream stone from the wall, turning it in his hand: "With so much dream stone, Xi'an, we're going to get rich."

Ye Xi'an was also happy; not only could she compensate Qiu Yi, but she could also make a big profit.

But when her gaze swept to Ji Jiangci, she hid that excitement again, instead taking his hand: "Jiangci, when we get back I'll buy you reagents."

Ji Jiangci lowered his eyes, concealing his inferiority, and gave a faint "hmm."

After dealing with Meng, Zhimeng Xing no longer had a lethal threat; Ye Xi'an and her several husbands could finally mine dream stone in peace.

At night, Zhimeng Xing's atmosphere is thin, causing extreme day-night temperature differences; the temperature now is at most two or three degrees.

Fortunately there's the Marshal's manor built from dream stone; otherwise Ye Xi'an and company would have to spend the night blowing cold wind outside.

Ye Xi'an found the Marshal's manor bedroom; upon seeing the ten-meter-by-ten-meter huge bed, she was still stunned.

"Why did the Marshal build such a huge bed?"

Ye Xi'an turned her head doubtfully to look at Bao Jing and the others, but Bao Jing merely lowered his head embarrassedly, not wanting to answer Ye Xi'an's question.

Only Lin Zhi Jing, thick-skinned enough, felt comfortable explaining: "You don't know?"

"Know what?"

Lin Zhi Jing said without blushing or racing heart, unaware how shameful his words were: "Everyone on Zhu Shen Xing knows the Marshal is lustful; every night he must engage in a single female versus ten males battle."

"Moreover!" Lin Zhi Jing looked at Ye Xi'an, indicating what he was about to say was the point: "No one under twenty."

Ye Xi'an, upon hearing "single female versus ten males," was already shocked beyond words; hearing Lin Zhi Jing say "no one under twenty" left her unable to react: "No one under twenty? Doesn't the Marshal like fresh meat?"

"No." Lin Zhi Jing chuckled: "It's under.... snivel."

Lin Zhi Jing had his mouth covered by Bao Jing, who quickly whispered in his ear: "Why are you telling Xi'an all this! Xi'an will learn bad things, and what do we do if she finds that many!"

Lin Zhi Jing broke free from Bao Jing, casually wiping away the saliva at the corner of his mouth that Bao Jing's hand had brought out, eyes warning: "Bao Jing, you're the first person daring to cover my mouth; next time you do that, I won't be polite."

"Tch." Bao Jing crossed his arms and complained to Ye Xi'an: "Xi'an, let me tell you, Lin Zhi Jing's ability isn't even level seven; he's just stacked his ability with technology!"

Bao Jing's expression exaggerated, as if using technology were a heinous crime: "You've been scammed into marriage!"

"Ah?" Ye Xi'an looked at Lin Zhi Jing: "Is that true?"

Lin Zhi Jing previously thought boosting ability level with reagents was nothing, but now being questioned by Ye Xi'an, he inexplicably felt guilty.

His slender fingers uncomfortably rubbed twice on his high nose bridge: "I did use a bit of reagent, but actually it's not much different. I didn't intend to use this to scam marriage."

"No, I just wanted to ask if there's more of that reagent." Ye Xi'an actually had always known Yi Yang felt inferior about his ability level; if he could use medicine for a show, that would actually be good.

"Do you want to use it?" Lin Zhi Jing, having just said that, immediately regretted: "No, you can't use this reagent."

"Why?"

"This reagent has huge side effects; when I used it I almost died."

After all, ability upgrades require accumulating strength, but also need a sufficiently strong physique; if you use drugs to boost strength, when strength exceeds physical limits, it backfires.

"Alright." If there were danger, Ye Xi'an would rather Yi Yang stay just as he is.

But Yi Yang, standing there dazedly to the side, had his eyes flash.

"Is there really a reagent that can boost ability level? Then could he also?"

Ye Xi'an took out all the blankets from her space, only to find everyone's blankets were very thin.

Zhu Shen Xing has no seasons; the temperature stays around twenty degrees year-round, and gradually she lost any sense of needing cold protection.

"Doomed." Ye Xi'an tossed the blankets onto the bed: "These blankets are way too thin; how are we supposed to sleep?"

Bao Jing felt somewhat self-reproachful: "It's my fault for not preparing; I didn't even check Zhimeng Xing's temperature beforehand."

The several males blamed each other, but only when Ye Xi'an spoke up to interrupt did it end; otherwise those four would have argued till dawn.

"Alright, alright, if you keep arguing I'll freeze to death."

"Right, right, first lay out the bed."

Yi Yang hurriedly grabbed a blanket and spread it out; Ji Jiangci then picked up a wet wipe intending to help Ye Xi'an wash up simply, but seeing his own ugly hand back, he gave the wet wipe to Bao Jing.

"Bao Jing, go wash up my wife."