Chapter 595: The Starburst Array Belongs to You Now

Ang tilted his head blankly. It was the other party who said "if it doesn't exceed 2,000 jin, then we are sure to lose," and Negris said it couldn't be too much, otherwise others would be suspicious, so he had to control it at just over 2,000. Is there anything wrong with that?

However, Ang found that he seemed to have been tricked. The other party didn't reach 2,000 at all, only having a yield of 1,500. He actually only needed to produce 1,600 jin to win.

Tricked, angry.

Seeing Ang's expression, Negris knew what he was thinking: "Hahaha, you still feel aggrieved? If you were 2,000 plus a few hundred or tens, it would be fine. You just happened to have one jin more. Others thought you were humiliating them."

No one noticed their expressions, because the entire venue had already boiled over.

"2,001 jin? Is this number true? Is there really grain that can grow so much?"

"Impossible, right? How is it possible? In my hometown, the field is about 150 to 200 jin. This is ten times that of the field?"

"Don't talk about 2,000 jin, I don't even believe those few with 1,000 jin. Just casually 1,000-something jin, those three obviously don't know how to farm, how could they grow so much? Are these people liars?"

"Watch your mouth. I don't know about others, but one of them is a Twelve Joint Warlock of the Warlock Alliance, the Planting God Warlock Lord Ladiyad. If your words are heard by him, be careful he plants you in the ground."

"Uh... that lord is actually a Planting God Warlock? I saw him salute the phantom on the stone tablet before. Who is the one on the stone tablet?"

"Whoever it is, they are all big figures anyway. They don't need to lie. That is to say, these yields are all true?!"

Everyone couldn't help but get excited. If these yields were true, that would be even more shocking than the Planting God Warlock lying.

"2,000 jin, don't talk about 2,000 jin, even if it's only 1,000 jin, these grain seeds are treasures, which can make my family's land yield three or four times more. Heavens, I'm going to get rich."

"Woo woo woo—getting rich is fine. If there was such a high yield, my family wouldn't have starved to death twenty years ago."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The venue had fallen into chaos. Fortunately, Thunder was experienced and immediately created a thunder and lightning sound and light effect, suppressing the chaos, while its voice resounded throughout the venue:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Grain Seed Competition has ended successfully. Please disperse in an orderly manner, do not push, do not grab. Swordsmen and mages, please yield to the ordinary people beside you. If that bastard on the left grabs again, I'll throw you out!"

"If you are interested in grain seeds, please contact the official chamber of commerce of this competition. They will tell you the cooperation methods for different grain seeds. Please line up outside the field, thank you for your cooperation. If that bastard on the right squeezes again, I'll throw you out!"

Under Thunder's guidance and intimidation, the crowd barely managed to maintain order and slowly dispersed, making those chamber of commerce members responsible for security secretly wipe their sweat.

If the first Grain Seed Competition ended with people being trampled to death, then don't even think about holding the Grain Seed Competition in the future.

The remaining contestants naturally had corresponding people coming forward to entertain them. Major chambers of commerce and forces had long been prepared, swarming to the contestant area, offering high prices to recruit contestants who possessed high-yield grain seeds.

"Full and Bored! Full and Bored!" someone shouted.

Seris turned her head and glared angrily: "Who said Full and Bored... oh, calling me? Sorry, sorry, hello, hello, I am Seris from the Full and Bored team."

Seris read out the team's name awkwardly, unable to help but complain in her heart: Which guy came up with this name.

"Lord Seris, may we, the Ma La Harrow Chamber of Commerce, represent your grain seeds? Please be sure to sign with us. We will definitely do our best to satisfy your needs, ouch..."

Before the Ma La Harrow Chamber of Commerce finished speaking, they were squeezed aside: "Sign with me, sign with me, Lord Seris, please sign with our chamber of commerce, we are the Eat Two More Jin Chamber of Commerce..."

After a round of singing, there were few normal names. Seris smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry, we have already signed. Our grain seeds are represented by the Silver Chamber of Commerce."

"Oh, damn Silver Chamber of Commerce, all signed by them. No, the next Grain Seed Competition, we must also strive for the right to host." Amidst a wail, chambers of commerce with foresight had already begun to lay out for the next competition.

The remaining Girl Silk team didn't sign, but after listening for a round, no one shouted. A burly Tauren aunt in the team couldn't help but stand out: "Our Girl Silk team hasn't signed yet."

Those chamber of commerce people didn't answer, and ran away. The one who ran slowly was grabbed by the Tauren aunt, and asked in confusion: "We haven't signed yet, don't you want me?"

The chamber of commerce person said: "You only mixed into the finals by luck. The yield per mu is only 350 jin, and that's only after planting in the soil adjusted by the master. Our chamber of commerce's own grain seeds are not worse than yours. What's there to sign?"

The Tauren aunt let go of the other party dejectedly. But fortunately, the organizer was rich, and every contestant who entered the finals had a reward of 1,000 magic crystals, and travel expenses were reimbursed, which was enough to comfort the lost heart.

The hustle and bustle on the sidelines didn't disturb the field. As soon as the competition ended, the phantom on the stone tablet led Ladiyad over, and as soon as it opened its mouth, it greeted with a shocking greeting: "Hello, Undead God, my name is Negris, they all call me the Lord of Silence."

"Pfft—" Negris was shocked by the Lord of Silence's self-introduction and almost jumped off Ang's body: You are called Negris, then what am I called?! No, no, that's not right, how does he know Ang is the Undead God?

No error

Ang tilted his head.

The Lord of Silence smiled slightly and said: "I heard you have already obtained the Mourning Skeleton, so can our transaction proceed?"

Negris finally couldn't hold back and said: "What do you want to do with the Mourning Skeleton?"

Ladiyad said: "We buy things, do you still have to manage how we use our things?"

The Lord of Silence waved his hand, stopping Ladiyad's words, and said with a smile: "You see my situation now, right? Same as you, so I just need a body that can withstand my power."

"Just that simple?"

"Just that simple. Once the transaction is completed, you can go and receive the Starburst Array. We have already made preparations for withdrawal. Hand over the Mourning Skeleton, and the Starburst Array will belong to you from now on," the Lord of Silence said very politely.

Handing over the Mourning Skeleton had already been agreed upon, and Negris couldn't change the decision, but he still asked unwillingly: "You are called Negris, this name is very much like a dragon's name. Are you a dragon?"

The Lord of Silence shook his head with a smile: "I am not a dragon. Have you heard this name before?"

ps: Birthday dinner today, almost didn't make it in time ===== CHAPTER 596 =====