bookpower Chapter 472: 279 What is Professionalism (Part 1)_1
Chapter 472: 279 What is Professionalism (Part 1)_1
Chapter 472: 279 Chapter What is Professionalism (Part 1)_1
On the fertile land, the agriculture officials who had heard the news gazed at the scene before them, all wearing nearly identical expressions.
Shock, daze, and astonishment.
In the field before them, over a dozen stout arms merged into one entity. This peculiar monster supported itself on one arm in the field, while the others swung various agricultural tools ceaselessly, loosening the soil and removing pests.
A little further away, slimes swallowed a large number of seeds into their bellies, then slowly crawled over the ploughed land, neatly depositing the seeds along with nutrition-rich mucus into the seed pits.
Within the beehive, killer bees cleared the pests, massive earthworms underground helped cultivate new land, and water spirits summoned living water to irrigate the fields.
These monsters, originally adept at killing, were unusually tame under the Minotaur’s command and applied their lethal skills to tidying up farmland instead.
...
The Minotaur, wearing spectacles, made notes, recording the characteristics of each creature as he observed.
[“Right now, it seems fine. Some monster species are well suited for farming, and the number of monsters in one dungeon can manage farmland within a three-kilometer radius.”]
[“A monster farm requires a dungeon seed, a strong and powerful dungeon boss, and a stubborn noble whose greed will provide nourishment for the dungeon’s growth.”]
After thinking it over, the Minotaur hung a magic charm at the dungeon’s entrance.
This magic charm would mislead the dungeon into thinking that large numbers of adventurers were coming, thereby deceiving the Demon God’s judgment and convincing the Demon God that the dungeon was profitable, feeding some of its power back to the dungeon in return.
After all, the Demon God was still not fully awake, and one could deceive it as easily as a five-year-old child, it was crucial to seize this opportunity to shear the Demon God’s wool thoroughly.
And this portion of power would also transfer to the dungeon’s monsters, making them work even more vigorously.
Faced with the provocation from the younger generation, the old dog didn’t get angry. It only wagged its tail to shoo the puppies away, only to make them even more excited.
Noticing the Minotaur’s unusual state, Tang Mo approached and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“They are...”
Calling over an official, Tang Mo made some inquiries and then replied, “They are people from Wheat Field Village. After the noble’s defection, some came to Wheat Field Village and started levying taxes. Unable to satisfy the nobles’ appetites, they fled here. Do you... recognize them?”
“Recognize... No, I don’t recognize them.”
He glanced down at his bronze-colored body, with its strong physique that contained powerful strength, but he was no longer human.
Turning away, the Minotaur wanted to distance himself from there, but the old dog in the distance seemed to sense something.
It lifted its sagging eyelids, and its cloudy eyes looked towards the tall Minotaur not far away, then quickly awakened.
Barking twice, the nearly ten-year-old dog ran down the hillside, dashed past the monsters on one side, and hurried towards the Minotaur. It jumped into his arms and wagged its tail frantically.
Behind it, the farm couple also hurried over.
The male owner took off his straw hat, startled by the sight of the tall Minotaur.
But seeing the officials present, he immediately understood that the giant before him was not a threat, so he respectfully removed his hat and said, “My name is Reinhardt, and this is my wife Elyan. I apologize for my dog disturbing you; it is...”
“Herietta Stanton Trian Yabe...” said the Minotaur, continuing the sentence.
“How did you know?”
As the male owner looked up at the Minotaur, for some reason, tears suddenly started to fall.