Chapter 1057: Let's Have a Fight

Xia Qing swung the longest black blade in wide arcs, felling hardness-evolved bamboo one after another. Sheep Boss bit the rope and dragged the bamboo to the western buffer forest, where Guan Tong arranged the eighteen- to nineteen-meter-long bamboo poles on raised racks to prevent the still highly active aggressive hardness-evolved bamboo from taking root in the soil moistened by the Harmful Rain and continuing to grow.

The lord channel was silent. Guan Tong listened to the sound of Xia Qing's blade falling faster and faster, watched Sheep Boss toss the bamboo with increasing irritation each time, and felt the situation was very bad.

Sure enough, after a resounding thirty-three bamboo poles were felled, the one person and one sheep of Territory Three charged under the buffer forest, leaped over the roaring little stream, and started fighting.

Seeing Xia Qing grab Sheep Boss's horns and hurl it more than six meters away in one swing, Guan Tong walked forward a few steps, wanting to advise Xia Qing not to act rashly. This was the Harmful Rain period—excessive emotional fluctuation could easily lead to losing control.

But he had only taken a few steps forward when he saw Sheep Boss leap out of the mud pit and charge at Xia Qing, sending her flying more than four meters away—and that wasn't the end of it—following up immediately with two heavy hoof strikes.

Guan Tong immediately shut his mouth and retreated to obediently arrange the bamboo. Because he could talk Xia Qing down, but he couldn't talk Sheep Boss down, so the only result of trying to mediate would be: taking a beating for Xia Qing.

"Bam!"

"Crack!"

"Bam!"

"Boom—"

The sounds of fighting and trees breaking and buildings collapsing rang out continuously within Territory Three. Not only did the people on night watch in Territories One, Two, and Four hear the commotion, but Tan Junjie's squad, driving a patrol car from the northern isolation belt around into the western isolation belt, also heard it.

The patrol car stopped, and—just like the people from Territory One and Territory Four—the four people in the vehicle quietly waited for Territory Two's agent Tang Huai to speak.

Today's Tang Huai was very unusual; Territory Three had been fighting for two minutes and still hadn't come online. Tan Junjie didn't wait any longer and pressed the walkie-talkie button, "Territory Three, does the investigation team need to assist?"

Peng Jian in the monitoring room pressed the walkie-talkie button, "The evolved sheep in Territory Three is emotionally unstable; we are calming it down. No assistance needed for now."

"Copy that." Tan Junjie had Yuan Rui continue forward.

Cao Xianyun, a Level Four hearing-evolved person sitting in the back row, sighed softly, "It's been a long time since I've heard such a big commotion from Territory Three. Sister Qing's sheep wouldn't really lose control and go berserk, would it?"

Su Ming wasn't worried at all, "With Third Brother there, how could that be possible."

Cao Xianyun turned to glance at the blood-red northern passage and felt Su Ming was right. Xia Qing was a good friend of the big shot from Territory Seven; even if she lost control, that strength-evolved sheep that could only pull plows and till fields wouldn't lose control.

Zhao Ze in Territory Four yawned, feeling particularly at ease. Because the commotion in Territory Three indicated that Xia Qing, the Northern District One disaster relief commander, had already returned to her own territory. Although it was now midnight, Xia Qing's combat power was still at its peak.

He really couldn't compare. Just a few hours ago, commanding and coordinating the various territories to dig isolation trenches had worn him out completely. Zhao Ze yawned again, picked up the loudspeaker to remind the night watch to perk up and patrol carefully.

Twenty minutes later, the Harmful Rain began to fall again with a rustling sound.

Right in the center of Territory Three, Xia Qing, who had been lying on a large patch of toppled Harmful Grass, sat up, opened the iron umbrella, and stuck it into the ground beside Sheep Boss's head to shield it from the falling Harmful Rain. Then she lay back down in a spread-eagled pose, gasping for breath.

In the small hut by the farmland, Jing Kuan, who had rested for a few hours and gotten up to take over the shift, asked, "What's the situation? How did Sister Qing end up fighting with Boss?"

"Don't know." Peng Jian stood up, stretched and yawned, then handed over the monitoring log, "Three aggressive wild paulownia trees were found in South Area 18, and one aggressive Harmful-evolved vine plant was found in West Buffer Forest Area 56. They've all been cleared. Keep a close watch."

If the root systems of aggressive Harmful-evolved plants aren't cleaned out thoroughly, they will quickly absorb nutrients from the soil under the nourishment of the Harmful Rain and sprout new aggressive shoots.

Jing Kuan took the log and flipped through it, asking curiously, "No movement from the old wolf in East Area 1?"

To improve monitoring quality, Xia Qing, who wasn't short on points, had upgraded the territory's monitoring equipment again some time ago. Territory Three now has 80 cameras installed, achieving high-definition, no-dead-angle, full coverage. For easier management, she numbered these cameras in ascending order, with twenty cameras in each of the four areas: east, south, west, and north.

East 1 monitoring area is the area where Xia Qing's home is located. The East 1 cameras' monitoring range covers Xia Qing's courtyard and the surrounding large swath of building ruins.

East 1 area is the old wolf's territory. Anyone other than Xia Qing who steps into this area will be warned by the old wolf's fierce, murderous gaze or low growl.

Peng Jian laughed unkindly, "When the fight first started, the old wolf poked its head out of the shed, stood on the ruins and took a look, then went back inside."

Jing Kuan also laughed, pressed the walkie-talkie button to call Xia Qing, "Sister Qing, shift change time. Go back and rest; we'll handle the second half of the night."

Xia Qing, lying on the Harmful Grass in the rain, raised her hand and pressed the button on her earpiece-style walkie-talkie. Her voice was as calm as ever, "Copy that."

Xia Qing flipped over to let the Harmful Rain wash away the mud and grass leaves stuck to the back of her protective suit. After contacting the Ninth Center and Mountain Fifty to confirm there were no abnormalities, she stood up and walked to her companion's side, "Boss, let's go home and sleep."

Sheep Boss, lying on the ground gasping for breath, didn't move.

Xia Qing understood. With her left hand she pulled the iron umbrella stuck in the ground, hoisted her companion onto her right shoulder, and headed home to rest.

This day, she had followed the head wolf into the western evolved forest during the day to exterminate a wanderer squad, commanded the Northern District One territories in disaster relief against the bird tide at night, and had just now chopped down a batch of hardness-evolved red-leaf bamboo and had a thoroughly satisfying fight with Sheep Boss. She was indeed feeling weary now and needed rest.

Xia Qing hadn't carried Sheep Boss far before she ran into Er Yong, who was driving a micro-tiller to patrol the territory.

Er Yong stopped the micro-tiller beside Xia Qing, pushed open the rain cover door and jumped off, "Sister Qing, shall I take you two back?"

"Sure."

Being able to ride back, Xia Qing certainly didn't want to carry her three-hundred-plus-jin companion and trudge step by step through the mud. She first placed Sheep Boss on its special seat, then sat down in the middle driver's seat.

Er Yong got on and sat in Wolf Lao Er's seat beside Xia Qing, asking, "Sister Qing, you okay?"

The fight between the one person and one sheep just now had been so intense that Er Yong's flesh ached just hearing it.

"I'm fine." Xia Qing looked through the rain cover at the road illuminated by the lights ahead. Tonight, far fewer rampaging insects had jumped up to attack the rain cover than during the previous Harmful Rain, because the insects in the territory had been attracted by the scent of the aggressive Harmful Grass on the passage, and had either burst and died, been eaten by other insects, or been smothered to death under the blood-red agent layer.

Once this Harmful Rain stops, the task of catching insects to feed the fish will become harder. Lao Si will definitely throw a tantrum and refuse to work because of it.