Chapter 362: The Record Holder Doesn't Even Know Them

Surrounded by several god-tier powerhouses, the two worm tamers couldn't even squeak before being dragged back.

After severe torture, interrogation, and soul-searching, everyone figured out the situation.

"Good, good. The saltwater worms were cultivated by them and haven't spread." Lord Nai Ge Li Si breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can't let our guard down. If they can cultivate saltwater worms, other worm tamers probably can too. We need to think of a way, at least to get early warnings. Otherwise, if the worms breed to scale in the sea and then surge ashore all at once, no place could withstand it." Di Deity Deity Diluni said worriedly.

A wave of four-eyed flying fish attack made the Stellar Academy sound its highest-level alarm. Although there were no losses thanks to Seeing Ange, it raised Di Deity Deity Diluni's vigilance.

The Stellar Republic was right by the sea and didn't have much strategic depth. If what he said became reality, this place would be the most dangerous.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Di Deity Deity Diluni said: "No, I'm going to convene a planar meeting and report the situation to everyone."

But Ao Benli said: "It's almost dawn, the Grain Seed Conference is about to begin. Where's the time for a meeting? And at this hour, don't others need sleep? Anyway, this wave of worms has been cleared. Waiting until the Grain Seed Conference ends in three days to report won't be too late."

Di Deity Deity Diluni shook his head: "No, these worms breed very fast. From the situation in the Heishan Duchy, their numbers can multiply tens of thousands of times overnight. We must let everyone prepare in advance."

"But the Grain Seed Conference is about to start. If you convene a meeting, everyone responds, confirms the topic, then schedules a time to connect, a whole day passes. What if someone is busy and it drags to tomorrow? What about the Grain Seed Conference? You need to be there to hold things down." Ao Benli said.

Among the Stellar Triumvirate, Di Deity Deity Diluni was the one who faced the outside world. Without him presiding, the Grain Seed Conference couldn't be held.

But holding the Grain Seed Conference first and then the safety meeting would take at least four or five days. From the Heishan Duchy example, the worms' numbers could explode tens of thousands of times overnight. If something changed during this period, reporting later would be too late.

Unable to reach an agreement for the moment, Lord Nai Ge Li Si raised his hand with a smile: "I happen to need to report to my grand-nephew. Why don't you come with me?"

"Grand-nephew? Who is your grand-nephew?" Di Deity Deity Diluni asked.

"Bruusk."

"Oh, so it's an elder of the dragon race. My respects, my respects." Di Deity Deity Diluni was filled with sudden reverence.

"But just notifying Elder Bruusk isn't enough. We need to notify others too." Di Deity Deity Diluni added.

"No worries, I have their private contact methods." Lord Nai Ge Li Si took Seeing Ange to the teleportation array, contacted Andoni, Bruusk, and Gai La De one by one, then had Andoni pull in Dai Sen and Copper Hammer. A six-party meeting began in less than half an hour.

Seeing the lineup identical to the planar safety meeting except for the absence of Guli Anni, Di Deity Deity Diluni was dumbfounded: "Is the safety meeting held at your home?"

The planar safety meeting was a public channel requiring a series of procedures and formalities to convene. This current one was a private connection without so much hassle, and everyone quickly got to chatting.

Di Deity Deity Diluni reported the situation and shared his concerns. Everyone associated it with that terrifying scenario and couldn't help but become serious.

The elves had suffered from worms before, so they were especially anxious. But the meeting lasted until dawn, and no one could come up with a good plan.

"We can only have everyone pay more attention, especially Bruusk. I hope you can send people to patrol the ocean. If any anomalies are found, notify us immediately. Worms can live in water, but worm tamers can't live in water, right? Starting with the worm tamers, we absolutely cannot let them grow." Di Deity Deity Diluni said.

Andoni chimed in: "In a while, Dai Sen and I will issue a joint announcement, listing worm tamers as heretics, giving them a deadline to turn themselves in, otherwise they'll be burned to death on capture."

"The elves can assist. Contact Lord Seeing Ange if you need anything." Gai La De said.

Hearing this, everyone except Andoni was stunned. Di Deity Deity Diluni and Ao Benli couldn't help but glance at Seeing Ange.

The elves were willing to assist, but told them to contact Seeing Ange? What did this represent?

It represented that Seeing Ange could make decisions for the elves. For the proud elves, letting a 'human' make decisions for them was simply inconceivable.

The meeting ended, and dawn had just broken. Di Deity Deity Diluni and Ao Benli floated away without their feet touching the ground.

The Grain Seed Competition was the finale, starting at noon on the third day. The first two and a half days were filled with various competitions, duels, contests, and the like—extremely lively.

But Seeing Ange wasn't interested. He retreated to the Rest Palace to study the new changes in the two Worm Gods.

After devouring a massive amount of worms, He Mo Er and Ma Disi both underwent a peculiar change—they became much stronger.

Previously, they would just stuff themselves and get fat. But this time, they ate nothing but meat, and instead of getting fat, they grew stronger.

He Mo Er transformed into a sturdy 'horse.' The lines of its limbs and the muscles of its body were no inferior to even the strongest nightmare steed.

Its body surface also had a metallic sheen. Reaching out to touch it, one would discover the surface wasn't skin but very fine, dense scales, exceptionally sturdy.

This made its defense absurdly high. Lu Se nearly couldn't cut through it with his Arbiter's Sword. When he barely managed to cut, He Mo Er shook itself, the scales on its body stood up, and it became impossible to cut again.

However, the scales standing up wasn't to increase defense but to release smoke. This smoke was a potent liquefied worm ash liquid—not only having the effects of worm ash liquid but also possessing 'infectious' power.

Where the smoke drifted, barren land was quickly saturated, turning into rich, moist fertile soil.

Moreover, this change was continuous. After infection, it grew more fertile day by day. On the first day, a pinch would squeeze out water; by the third day, a pinch would squeeze out oil.

"Can continuously improve soil? That amazing?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si said in shock.

Indeed, too amazing. Seeing Ange quickly put a yoke on it—henceforth, it would pull the plow.

It walked ahead, spraying smoke while walking, infecting the soil while plowing the field—two birds with one stone.

"... I knew you'd do this. Worm God, can't you use it for something else?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si was speechless.

Seeing Ange shook his head.

On the morning of the third day, Ao Benli finally managed to squeeze in a return trip and discovered the Death Aura Ground behind the Death Star Tower had been plowed.

As a lich, death aura was essential, but Ao Benli didn't dare build a graveyard behind the house.

She could only go to gloomy graveyards from time to time, scraping up the topsoil imbued with death aura and spreading it on the empty ground behind the house, so she could 'breathe' in fresh death aura.

Long saturated with death aura, the empty ground behind the house was barren and gray, similar to the ground of the Rest Abyss—extremely infertile.

After being away for two days, Ao Benli discovered the Death Aura Ground was gone. The soil she had cultivated for hundreds of years was now dark and glossy, fertile enough to ooze oil, with tender green wild grasses growing wildly on it.

"I fuc—" Before Ao Benli could finish cursing, the well-prepared Lord Nai Ge Li Si handed over a bottle of Death Aura Liquid.

Ao Benli opened it and smelled it, immediately changing her tune: "This patch of grass is really beautiful."

A bare, gray Death Aura Ground—how could it compare to carrying Death Aura Liquid on one's person, smelling it for an instant pick-me-up, taking a whiff for a calming effect on the mind?

Just as she finished speaking, a sturdy 'horse' dragging a plow ran past, turning over those lush green grasses. Saturated for two and a half days, it was finally ready for sowing.

The little zombie and little angel followed behind sowing seeds. Seeing Ange walked at the very end, covering the soil and watering.

Under Ao Benli's dumbfounded gaze, the grassland magnificently transformed into cultivated land.

Realizing that staying longer might anger her to death, Ao Benli tossed out: "The Grain Seed Competition is about to start. You've registered, hurry up and prepare," then ran off without looking back.

……

Seeing Ange's group arrived at the Grain Seed Conference venue. It turned out to be the place they had seen when they first arrived—the arena that had hosted the magic ball competition. Now, a massive simulation array had been built on the open ground of the arena.

The spectator stands were now packed full. Everyone enthusiastically waved various props, producing loud noises and flashes—extremely lively.

The audience in one section was uniformly dressed, with matching props, and had even hung a banner that read: Dubinchi Victory.

The crowd watched until their eyes blurred, overwhelmed with emotion: "So passionate, so passionate, these supporters are really too passionate."

"Right, right, that old owl Dubinchi actually has this many passionate supporters? You must be blind — how could that guy's level ever compare to our my lord's?" Loser said indignantly.

In the Place of Sinking, Seeing Ange had thoroughly crushed Dubinchi's group; who would have thought that on the Grain Seed Competition, his popularity would be this high? No wonder his student dared to brazenly say he wanted to cancel the naming rights of the "Spring Breeze Cup."

"Can't let him take the championship — it's bad for grain seed promotion. Seeing Ange, keep crushing him," Lord Nai Ge Li Si said, clenching his fist.

Not far away came a gnashing voice: "So it's you! Good, finally caught you bastards."

Turning to look — it was actually Dubinchi's bear-shifting student, simply called the Bear Student.

Seeing Ange's group hadn't done any special disguise, especially the Brass Dragon — that embryonic body shape was too distinctive, recognizable at a glance from far away.

Just thinking about giving them a beating, and they delivered themselves right to the door. Lord Nai Ge Li Si was overjoyed, waving his little paw: "Good day to you, Bear Brat."

The Bear Student blew his top — what did that mean? So passionate? Looking down on him?

Looking around and finding no one he could beat, the Bear Student gritted his teeth and cursed: "You're the bear brat! Your whole family are bear brats! Just you wait — I'm going to get my teacher! You slipped away in the Place of Sinking last time, let's see where you run this time!"

"Run? When did we run? Wasn't it you guys who ran first last time?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si was puzzled — back then in the Place of Sinking, the one who fled through the night was Dubinchi.

It didn't know that Dubinchi and the others had later come back for the kill — by then they had already returned to the Holy Celestial Kingdom.

But the Bear Student had already run off, clearly to call for reinforcements.

The area they were in was the competition zone; everyone here was a team participating in the Grain Seed Competition. Many people recognized Dubinchi's student, but did not recognize Seeing Ange's group.

One contestant who looked like an old farmer kindly warned them: "How did you offend them? Sigh, you're in trouble."

"Oh? Who are they? How exactly is it trouble?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked, pretending to be curious.

"You don't recognize him? Then you're really in trouble," another contestant who looked like an old farmer said in surprise.

"Are they that famous? Why do I have to know them? You don't even know me," Lord Nai Ge Li Si said indignantly, hands on hips.

The two old-farmer-looking contestants laughed "hehe," completely unaware who they were "hehe-ing" at.

One of the old farmer contestants said: "That's the student of Master Dubinchi, the current record holder of the Grain Seed Competition. You came to participate in the Grain Seed Competition and don't even know the record holder? How did you offend him?"

Lord Nai Ge Li Si said honestly: "In the last competition planting grain, we beat them. Losers — too lazy to remember what they're called. Didn't expect them to hold a grudge."

The two old farmer contestants wore simple, honest smiles on their faces, expressions of "your bragging is so cute," laughed "hehe," and each went their own way.

"Ugh, tell the truth and no one believes you," Lord Nai Ge Li Si sighed regretfully — what a pity there was no chance to show off…

Not long after, the Bear Student led Dubinchi over. Lord Nai Ge Li Si waved his paw at them from afar in greeting, but Dubinchi didn't respond, only cast a dark look at him a few times, then turned and left.

Boom boom boom! Over a dozen Bursting Flames shot into the sky, exploding with a thunderous roar into fireballs, emitting an earth-shaking sound — the Grain Seed Competition officially began.

"Tsk tsk tsk, using Bursting Flames as fireworks — what a show-off," Loser complained.

"Worthy of the Stellar Magic Academy indeed — plenty of mages," Lord Nai Ge Li Si said.

Boom! An even louder sound. At the same time, a flash of strong light swept through the center of the venue, and a resonant voice rang across the whole arena: "A thunderous roar from the sky, a superstar makes a dazzling entrance — your friend, superstar Lei Ting, is back! Did you miss me?"

The strong light faded, and a thunder elemental composed of brilliant light and electric gleam appeared in the arena.

Lightning instantly raised his horse head, eyes bulging round: "That's Lei Ting? That big squirrel?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, dear honored guests, good afternoon everyone. The biennial Grain Seed Competition is about to begin once more. Grain is the firewood of life — without grain, the flame of life cannot be lit; lacking grain will bring famine, and death shall descend upon the world."

"This year is a year of disaster, a year of sorrow, a year of grief. Amid such tragic calamity, the importance of grain stands out all the more. If our grain output can increase year after year, famine will never occur again."

"The Grain Seed Competition is the stage for every agricultural master to display their strength. They bring us higher-yielding grain seeds, providing us with more powerful weapons to eradicate famine. Now please welcome today's protagonists to take the stage — the Grain Seed Competition officially begins!"

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