Chapter 510: Plucked Bare to Pad the Bed

In the crowd, a middle-aged man slapped the tree beside him and shouted loudly.

The tree beside him was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, two point five to two point six meters tall, and instead of leaves and branches, its top bore clusters of rice stalks, with heavy, dangling rice ears hanging from the tips of the stalks.

Seeing Ange glanced over and immediately said, "Fake."

"Fake?" Lord Nai Ge exclaimed in surprise, daring to forge something at such a grand assembly?

"What fake? You're saying my tree-rice is fake? Do you even have eyes? Are you doing this on purpose? Come, come closer and look clearly; if you can find even a shred of evidence that it's fake, I'll give you the entire rice plant." The middle-aged man shouted angrily.

Seeing him angry, the people around spoke up in a chorus, "Master Maka, don't be angry, don't argue with these... uh, a pet sub-dragon, what would it know about tree-rice? Don't take it seriously."

"No!" Master Maka said furiously, "This concerns my reputation. If you cannot produce evidence, then you are slandering me, and you must compensate me for the damage to my reputation."

Lord Nai Ge moved closer to take a look and saw that from each bud point on the tree's top, rice stalks had grown, as if truly sprouting from the tree itself; a sweep of consciousness revealed that the rice grains were also alive.

Lord Nai Ge flew back in confusion and asked quietly, "How is it fake?"

It certainly would not doubt that Seeing Ange had seen wrong; the God of Planting seeing wrong? What kind of joke was that? Even if this were a living tree-rice, as long as the God of Planting said it was fake, then it could not stay alive.