Chapter 289

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"Big Boss, no, there's none left......" a Grot said trembling with fear.

"Today's Stew Pot is all here, the Grots are still simmering it, have to wait a bit more……"

"Trash, all a bunch of trash!" Lianggenna slapped that Grot, sending him flying.

"Can't even prepare a bit of Stew Pot properly, what use are you?!"

He felt his stomach was still empty, that intense hunger not only hadn't disappeared, but grew stronger and stronger.

But his head started to feel a bit dizzy.

Everything before his eyes turned blurry.

The alarm and roaring sounds by his ears also gradually faded away.

Only that familiar, enticing Stew Pot aroma lingered at the tip of his nose.

Just then, that iconic Big Pot Throne under his buttocks suddenly underwent a bizarre change.

The Stew Pot inside the pot, originally already cooled and solidified, actually started bubbling and rolling again.

Thick brown broth kept surging, gradually coalescing into a blurry human face.

That human face had a huge mouth and tiny eyes, wearing a teasing smile on its face.

This was a secret that had accompanied him ever since Lianggenna developed Stew Pot, this miraculous food.

Whenever he was under immense pressure, emotionally agitated, and ate an astonishingly exaggerated amount of Stew Pot, this phenomenon would appear.

The first time he encountered this situation, he was also startled.

He thought he was having a hallucination.

But when he heard the Stew Pot in the pot speak, and it could answer his questions.

He discovered he could actually communicate with the Throne Cauldron.

And the "human face" inside this Big Pot always gave him power and luck beyond common sense.

Victory after victory proved he seemed to have truly obtained the Furnace Seed God's protection.

Although deep in his heart Lianggenna always believed in Mao Er Ge, and never publicly promoted this matter.

But he knew very clearly in his heart, his status today, this mysterious Big Pot deserved credit.

The Grots and Bodyguards on the Anna had long since grown used to the Big Boss occasionally talking to himself at the Big Pot.

They knew, whenever this happened, no matter what crazy actions the Big Boss took, they just had to follow orders.

Ask too much, and they'd only die faster.

"Yo, Lianggenna, your belly's grown another circle."

The Furnace Seed God in the pot spoke, voice cunning, like a mischievous child.

"I don't have a belly, this is a stomach, a big stomach." Lianggenna said indifferently.

Even reached out and cupped that soft lump of Green Skin Flesh before him, correcting solemnly.

"This is a symbol of the strong, only the strongest Green Skin can possess such a big stomach."

"Hahaha, symbol of the strong? I'd say it's a symbol of a glutton."

The Furnace Seed God laughed heartily, the broth in the pot churning violently along with it, splashing countless oil droplets.

"You keep eating like this, one day you'll get so fat you can't even move your Mecha, and end up crushed to death by your own weight."

"That's not bad either." Lianggenna said optimistically.

"Eat when it's time to eat, drink when it's time to drink, don't take things to heart when they happen."

"If possible, I hope I die from overeating."

"Heh, truly a fool." The Furnace Seed God sneered.

"I see you won't even live long enough to die from overeating."

"If you don't think of a method soon, those shrimps who shout 'In the Emperor's name' every day are going to light you up as fireworks."

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this Green Skin Flesh of yours, believe me, you'll burn spectacularly, hahaha~"

The Furnace Seed God's constant mockery finally stabbed Lianggenna's nerves.

The optimism on his face vanished without trace in an instant.

Replacing it was anger and humiliation impossible to conceal.

"Cut the waste talk!" Lianggenna fiercely slammed the Big Pot Throne, letting out a loud "clang".

"Speak, how to do it, for you to be willing to help me get rid of those damn shrimps."

He rarely used this tone to speak with the Furnace Seed God.

But this war, he had to win.

"Hehe, should've said so earlier." The Furnace Seed God laughed smugly.

"Old rules, but this time the situation's different, the opponent's strength is stronger than any opponent you've encountered before, so the price has to go up too."

"How much?" Lianggenna asked in a low voice.

"One half." The Furnace Seed God said.

"Give me half of your Primal Furnace Seed in that pot, and I'll help you win this war."

"Isn't that a great deal?"

"What, one half? You're robbing me!" Lianggenna's eyes widened fiercely.

"Before it was at most one third, this time you actually want one half."

"No, absolutely not."

Every Green Skin on Dolido knows that their Big Boss Lianggenna has a pot of treasured Primal Furnace Seed.

That is Lianggenna's lifeblood.

That pot of Furnace Seed, Lianggenna started simmering it from the First Time he tasted Furnace Seed.

Inside it gathered the essence of all the powerful opponents he had encountered in his life.

There were Green-skinned Warlords he had slain, Imperial Commanders he had defeated, and various powerful Xenos he had conquered.

Every one qualified to enter that pot of Furnace Seed was a true powerhouse.

The fat used to simmer the Furnace Seed was exclusively Top-Tier Golden Fat.

That kind of Golden Fat was refined from the strongest Cave Squig cultivated by the Snake Bite Clan.

Each Cave Squig as strong as a small mountain could only yield two taels of Golden Fat.

The Mushrooms also only used those first-batch Mushrooms just after spore release, most tender, most nutritious.

That pot of Furnace Seed, forever simmered on low fire, stewed for a full two years plus.

Heard that eating just one mouthful, even the weakest Grot could instantly become a strong Big Guy.

Lianggenna himself, each day also only bore to taste one mouthful.

He regarded that pot of Furnace Seed as more important than his own life.

Now, Furnace Seed God opens his mouth and demands one half.

This is simply demanding his life.

"Do you have the qualifications to negotiate terms with me?" Furnace Seed God's Tone instantly turned cold, the soup in the pot also turning pitch-black Sticky.

"You also don't look at how terrible your current situation is."

"More than half of Dolido's Warships are already Here, you now have absolutely no way out."

"If you lose this war, you will not only lose all your Fleet, but also lose your Prestige on Dolido."

"At that time, countless Green Skin Big Guys will jump out to Challenge your position."

"Do you think you can still keep your pot of Primal Furnace Seed?"

"Perhaps, at that time you yourself will be chopped into minced meat by others, added into that pot of Primal Furnace Seed."

Furnace Seed God's words, every word and sentence, pierced into the deepest part of Lianggenna's Inner Heart.

Actually, even if Lianggenna lost this war, with his current Prestige and strength, on Dolido there was no Green Skin who could Threaten his position.

After all, Iron Pliers Chandler had already died at his hands.

But Lianggenna's Inner Heart was actually extremely Sensitive and inferior.

Since childhood because he was fat, ate a lot, he was mocked and bullied by other Green Skins.

But he relied on his own Fist and Wisdom, step by step, from a lowest Slum Grot, climbed to the position of Dolido Green-skinned Warlord.

He cared about his Prestige and position more than anyone.

He could not Accept failure.

Especially in front of so many subordinates, losing so miserably.

"Furthermore," Furnace Seed God's Tone turned Teasing again, "that pot of Primal Furnace Seed of yours was originally made specially for me, wasn't it? Hahaha."

"I'll kill you!" Lianggenna was completely enraged.