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Chapter 2190 Orc Curse Chapter 52
Because he completed the assessment, Dali Feizhuan, who gained the privilege of being online for an extended period of time, and Zhongfu Dashu, who gained the privilege of being online for an extended period of time under the guise of research, were tending to three seedlings, eating late-night snacks, and chatting about the experience they gained from failing all afternoon.

"I see, it's related to location."

"The Forest Dragon King stores different levels of nutrients in different parts of its body. The trunk has too many nutrients, the roots mainly absorb nutrients, and the branches are a good place to store them."

Uncle Zhong Fu stroked the tender tomato shoots, a satisfied smile on his face.

"This place is really nice. Almost everything here feels real. It's hard to believe this is a virtual world made of numbers. Are you sure those people didn't actually find some kind of wormhole portal?"

Uncle Zhongfu said half-jokingly.

"If you look at the daily consumption of the operating server, you won't be surprised. I don't think opening a wormhole portal is that much." Mighty Brick rolled his eyes, his gaze falling on the herbivorous beastmen who were hiding not far away and observing them.

How long will it take?

"I don't know. To be honest, only three successful grafts are too few. This proves that it can be successful. To succeed, we need to plant a large number of grafts to increase the number of successful grafts, and then we can cultivate a mutated tomato variety that can be stably planted on the Forest Dragon King."

"We need manpower."

"Manpower is really an issue." Dali Feizhuan covered his face in exasperation; this was the most difficult part.

The premise for the official event to attract a large number of farming enthusiasts is that there is land to farm.

He swore that with only 999*10 tomato shoots, the probability of successfully growing only three plants would inevitably be met with fierce criticism and labeled as another "toxic spot."

If instead of grafting, directly cultivating the wasteland will trigger the Great Beast God's Oracle in the orc region, attracting a joint annihilation effort from other orc tribes.

Farmland is definitely not an option; the only viable method is grafting, which exploits a bug in the planting process. This requires cultivating a special variety that can be stably grown on powerful plant-type monsters like the Forest Dragon King.

"The first step is always the hardest. It is always difficult and lonely. But once we have taken this first step, no matter how far we go, we will walk together."

Uncle Zhongfu stood up, stretched vigorously, put his hands on his hips, and looked into the distance.

"I firmly believe that food will become a bridge connecting everyone and fostering mutual understanding."

"As a man in his forties, don't you think what you're saying is a bit childish? These are lines that young men like us should be saying."

"Naive. Can young men like you really stand working in the fields? Besides, forty is the age when you should be realizing your self-worth."

Uncle Zhongfu and Dali Feizhuan were bickering as they waited for the supplies to be delivered by Beast King Lottie Sandrak and the other Beast Kings.

They provided a safe route for Hermes's Traveling Hat, allowing them to use fast-moving ostriches to deliver supplies, including tomato shoots, which the Beast Kings would then pick up and transport back.

Before long, the Beast Kings appeared, carrying several large boxes. Each box contained extremely rare, portable storage items, filled with an uncountable number of tomato shoots.

Besides the tomato shoots, the most important thing is a special prop called a sun lamp.

The effect of this item can be translated as a fluorescent light bulb. After being exposed to the sun all day, it can emit light all night long, and what it releases is sunlight.

They said they would rest at night, but Dali Feizhuan and Uncle Zhongfu didn't want to waste the whole night and planned to keep working with lanterns.

After accepting the box, Dali Feizhuan noticed that the beast kings showed no intention of leaving.

“We’d like to help too,” said Beastmaster Lottie Sandrak. Hearing this, Mighty Brick wasn’t surprised at all. He then turned to look behind the Beastmasters and sighed in disappointment.

"Sigh—shouldn't we have brought a group of orcs to help at a time like this? How can just a few of you be enough?"

"We can't just assume they're doing us a favor and push them into this fire pit. Let's let the minority take this difficult first step."

Lottie Sandrak, the Beast Queen, twitched her lips, probably in a smile, as she bent down and took out a tomato stalk from the box.

She had observed all day and knew exactly what to do. The other beast kings followed suit and began grafting under Uncle Zhongfu's guidance.

One by one, the sun lamps were lit, drawing out a small patch of daylight in the night. Under the soft sunlight, the tender tomato shoots stretched out their bodies.

Dali Feizhuan couldn't help but yawn. His virtual body's stamina was full, but mental fatigue couldn't be shown by the stamina bar.

He was online the whole day except for eating and going to the toilet, and the system's warning lights never stopped.

He fell asleep leaning against the thick bark of the Forest Dragon King, with the vibrant tomato shoots he had just planted right in front of him.

"I knew it, how could this young man possibly endure it?" Uncle Zhongfu walked over to the powerful brick-throwing machine and shook his head helplessly.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how to help people log off, but considering that the system was created by the main authors of those papers, he felt there was no need to worry about any danger.

“You’re more like a child than a young man. This is the time when children should be sleeping more and growing,” said Lottie Sandrak, the Beast King.

"Really? How did you know?" Uncle Zhong Fu's eyes widened in surprise. The virtual image of the Flying Brick Man was a real muscular man.

“You can tell from his voice, he’s a child, most of them are children.” Beast King Lottie Sandrak bent down and placed a piece of animal hide under the back of Mighty Brick’s head.

"That's why I'm willing to believe his words and his promises."

"Really? He's a cunning rascal, but he's still too green. He can't hide what he's thinking at all. Anyone can tell what he's thinking from his every move."

Uncle Zhongfu looked towards the forest, where the orcs who had been hiding emerged.

"I don't know if there are enough sun lamps."

……

The blood river surged, and from each drop of blood came the faint murmurs of countless creatures. They overlapped and formed the entire blood river roaring, and the branches of the river that spread in all directions were like pulsating blood vessels.

The giant who ravaged the world is dead, but its blood lives on, seeking a new body to rise again as a giant.

The valiant knights erected high walls to block the invasion of the blood of the evil god, while underground beside the river of blood, the sound of digging could be heard, like the knocking of the gates of hell.

Wearing a smiling mask, Muta stood in the tunnel, watching the murderous players digging with pickaxes. Amidst cheers, a river of blood, glowing red, surged forth.

"The feed is ready."

(End of this chapter)