Lord blessed by the elves

Chapter 59 Use
Kruse smiled but did not argue directly.

He saw things more clearly through his glasses: Jess's problem stemmed from being overly exploited by his predecessor, which damaged his very foundation.

Although the Wild Boar Territory is now providing it with gentle care, the recovery speed is extremely slow with only ordinary care and basic jade powder, like a drop in the ocean.

Its prolonged slumber is a clear indication that its magic is severely depleted and in need of deep restoration.

However, from Lista's words, Kruze also keenly realized that the Boar Riders' family did indeed have more experience than Lion Fang Territory in the routine care of the Elf Insects.

"It seems this trip was definitely worthwhile," Kruse thought to himself.

Then, he abruptly changed the subject, throwing out a question that caught Lista off guard: "How do you usually deal with the accumulated human and animal waste on your territory?"

This extremely "heavy" and wide-ranging question instantly stunned Lista, who was still immersed in the topic of the sprite bug. She opened her mouth, completely unable to react for a moment.

“They just dig a few big pits outside the territory, dump everything in, and bury it.” Lista scratched his head, a look of annoyance on his face. “But every now and then it overflows again, stinks, and it’s a real headache to deal with.”

Upon hearing this, Kruse's eyes lit up immediately, as if he had heard news of some treasure.

The Lion's Tooth Territory is no longer what it used to be.

All densely populated areas have designated collection points where all sewage is collected and used to compost "black gold," which greatly enhances soil fertility.

Now, there is hardly any waste being dumped carelessly on the territory, because every serf knows the value of these things—they can be transformed into magical fertilizer that makes crops grow strong. They cherish them and would never waste them. For this reason, wooden barrels of all sizes have become the most sought-after commodities on the territory, and every household keeps a close eye on them.

"Ten pounds of excrement, and I'll pay you a copper coin," Kruse quoted a price almost without thinking.

The price was like a thunderbolt, leaving Lista speechless for a long time.

He stared at Kruze with his mouth agape, as if trying to confirm whether the other was joking.

In the kingdom, how could anyone... how could anyone be willing to spend money to buy something so stinky and that everyone avoids like the plague?

This is absolutely shocking!

"Kruze, are you kidding me?" Lista stared wide-eyed, confirming again and again that this was simply too unbelievable.

Kruze's expression was incredibly serious as he nodded firmly. "Of course it's true. And it's not just in your territory," he said, a shrewd glint in his eyes, "If you sell out your own, you can buy from other territories in the surrounding area. I'll only buy from you at this price. How much you can get for it, and how much profit you can make, depends on your skills."

These words were like a spark that ignited the flame in Lista's eyes. He immediately understood the key to this—it wasn't just a one-off deal, but a potential, unique way to make money!

"Great! That's wonderful!" Lista was so excited he almost jumped for joy. "I'll get people to dig out all that old stuff from the compost pit right away!"

His mind raced with calculations. He knew all too well about his "stockpile," which, accumulated over the years, amounted to at least a dozen short tons! (One short ton is approximately equal to 2000 pounds)
That is... a dozen short tons multiplied by 2000 pounds, then divided by 10 pounds to get 1 copper coin... Lista felt his breathing quicken. This was simply turning what used to be the most troublesome waste into jingling copper coins, or even shiny silver coins! For the territory, this was nothing short of a windfall, and what's more... this resource was even sustainably renewable!
Lista then took the initiative to ask Kruze for advice on some of the questions he had encountered in his cultivation of battle qi.

As Kruse listened, he subconsciously adjusted the monocle still on his right eye. However, the moment he looked at Lista, the view behind the lens sent a jolt through him, leaving him almost speechless with shock.

He could clearly see the trajectory of the fighting spirit within Lista's body!

It wasn't a vague feeling, but a vivid visual presentation.

What alarmed him even more was that he could clearly see two different colors of battle qi flowing within Lista's body: one was a fiery and active red battle qi, and the other was a calm and heavy yellow battle qi—the color that should have been the color of his family's earth-based cultivation technique.

However, instead of merging, these two types of fighting spirit clashed and repelled each other as if they were fighting for territory, creating a chaotic energy turbulence in his meridians.

Fortunately, a fragile balance seems to be maintained for now, and no violent conflict has broken out, but if this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Suppressing his shock, Kruze tentatively asked, "Lista, when you usually cultivate... do you ever feel any discomfort? For example, do you ever feel inexplicably hot and restless?"

Lista paused for a moment after hearing this, and after a long silence, replied somewhat uncertainly, "Now that you mention it... it's true that sometimes when I'm halfway through training, I suddenly feel like my body is on fire, hot and dry, and I'm extremely thirsty. But that feeling usually comes on quickly and goes off quickly, so I haven't paid much attention to it."

"Hmm, in this situation... have you mentioned it to your family's guardian knight, or your father?" Kruze cautiously pressed.

Lista shook his head dismissively.

In his view, the occasional discomfort was just a minor episode in his cultivation, far from being something that needed to alarm his elders.

“I still suggest you find an opportunity to ask.” Kruse didn’t reveal the dangerous scene he had witnessed, but sincerely reminded him, “Perhaps the elders have a way to completely solve this problem and make your cultivation smoother.”

Lista nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.

He was not dull-witted; on the contrary, he mastered the sense of qi at a very young age and was praised by his father as the most talented member of the family in history.

However, he was unable to break through the crucial step of condensing the vortex, which was unusual in itself.

Based on Kruse's observation, he also vaguely felt that there might be some hidden danger that he had not yet noticed.

With satisfaction at having verified yet another powerful function of the Elf King's monocle, and with a sense of concern for his friend, Kruze left the Boar Territory contentedly.

This trip yielded far more results than expected.

(End of this chapter)