Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"it is good."

Lin Mo responded, and then, in front of everyone, reached into his plain-looking chest.

next second.

"Clang!"

With a dull metallic clang, he carefully placed a black iron plate the size of a washbasin at his feet.

Meng Hu hadn't reacted yet.

"Clang!" Another one.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

One.

two.

Five.

ten.

The iron plates piled up into a small mountain at his feet.

This scene made the surrounding air freeze.

Meng Hu and the veterans behind him stared wide-eyed, their mouths involuntarily agape, but they couldn't utter a single word.

One of the veterans couldn't help but nudge his comrade beside him, his voice trembling.

"Old Zhang, pinch me, did I get up before dawn and am I seeing things?"

The man called Old Zhang instinctively pinched him hard.

"Hiss—! You're really going all out!"

"It seems it's true..."

"Good heavens! Young Master Lin's chest... is it connected to the Dragon King's treasure chest?!"

Meng Hu's mind went completely blank.

He stared intently at Lin Mo's flat chest with his bull-like eyes, looking up and down, but he just couldn't figure it out.

How did these hundreds of iron lumps, weighing several thousand kilograms in total, come from that place?

Is there a magic bag inside those clothes?!

Lin Mo ignored the group of veterans who were beginning to question their existence and continued to take things out.

He only straightened up and clapped his hands when there were hundreds of "pot lids" piled up at his feet, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

He cleared his throat, his lazy expression vanished, and his tone became serious.

"Look carefully, everyone. I'll only tell you how to use this once. If anyone gets it wrong and loses their life, don't come back down here asking me for reimbursement!"

He bent down and picked one up from the pile of iron.

"Remember, when burying them, have someone dig the pits first and calculate the distance between each pit."

Finally, only one person remained to gently insert this thing and remove the iron pin.

He pointed to a thin iron bolt in the center of the iron plate.

"Then cover it with dirt and grass for camouflage, and run as far away as you can!"

Lin Mo's gaze swept over everyone.

"Don't be tempted to step on it out of curiosity."

"This thing is blind; whoever steps on it will die. Even the King of Hell can't save you."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word struck like a hammer blow to everyone's hearts.

Meng Hu was startled and nodded solemnly, his expression changing from awe to gravity.

He knew that this thing would be the key to the outcome of the war, and also a death knell hanging over both the enemy and himself.

Then, they watched helplessly as Lin Mo continued to pour out iron plates from his pocket, piling up two more small mountains of them beside him.

It wasn't until he had pulled out about three hundred that Lin Mo seemed to remember something.

He slapped his forehead and gave the order to Meng Hu, who was still in a daze.

"I almost forgot, Master Meng, don't just stand there."

"Quickly get me dozens of large trucks. Remember, fill them with straw, the thicker the better, pile them up like cotton!"

"If these things were truly so outrageous, we could all go to heaven with them!"

"Okay! I'll go right now!"

Meng Hu snapped back to his senses, roared, and immediately led a group of seemingly lifeless veterans away in a frantic rush.

The deafening roar was still ringing in their ears, and no one dared to underestimate these deadly "iron pot lids".

Soon, only Lin Mo and Bai Zhi remained on the rocky slope.

The wind blew across the wilderness, carrying a hint of coolness.

Bai Zhi walked to Lin Mo's side, looked at the pile of unsettling black iron plates at his feet, remained silent for a long time, and then asked softly.

"And what about me?"

The voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Meng Hu has a mission, and the brothers of the Shaking Mountain Army have a mission.

She felt as if she had been excluded, as if she had become a useless outsider.

Lin Mo was bending down to arrange the landmines when he heard this and turned around.

Under the sunlight, he noticed that Bai Zhi's originally fair and jade-like face had two faint dark circles under her eyes that she couldn't hide no matter what.

His heart suddenly softened.

Yes.

This woman has barely slept a wink since the siege began last night.

First, he delayed the movement of the entire city out of fear and trepidation. Later, he led his shadow guards to inventory the treasury overnight and sort out the piles of documents.

Her nerves were constantly stretched taut like a fully drawn bow.

Lin Mo didn't say anything, but stepped forward, reached out, and gently stroked her slightly haggard cheek.

"Look at you, your dark circles are almost as bad as a panda's."

Under Bai Zhi's slightly stunned gaze, Lin Mo lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

A warm touch, and they separate instantly.

Bai Zhi's body stiffened, and her cheeks instantly heated up.

"Your task is even more important than Master Meng's."

Lin Mo looked into her somewhat flustered eyes and spoke very seriously.

"Go back and go to sleep."

Bai Zhi was stunned.

go to bed?

This is... a mission?

"Yes, sleep until the world goes dark, sleep until you naturally wake up."

Lin Mo's expression was as serious as if he were issuing a military order.

"Leave the rest to us."

"Workers also have to abide by labor laws, right? There's no reason for them to work non-stop."

After saying that, Lin Mo withdrew his hand, turned around and continued to take out landmines from his pocket, as if he wasn't the one who had just stolen a kiss.

……

The City Lord's Mansion, Lin Mo's residence.

Several sparrows chirped and chattered in the big tree in the yard, adding a touch of life to the quiet afternoon.

Bai Zhi returned, exhausted.

Her mind was still blank, and the warmth of Lin Mo's lips seemed to linger on her forehead. Her heart felt like it was pounding with anxiety.

She walked into the luxurious master bedroom, closed the door, and completely shut out the noise from the outside world.

The room was very quiet.

She quickly washed up and changed out of her clothes, which were covered in morning dew and dust.

Then he collapsed onto the warm, smooth jade bed.

"call……"

Bai Zhi let out a long breath.

This bed is unbelievably comfortable.

The moment I lay down, it felt as if all the bones in my body had been removed, leaving only a soft and comfortable feeling.

She turned to the side and looked at the messy bed, the blankets crumpled into a ball and the pillows askew.

She knew that Lin Mo must have slept here last night.

So, as if possessed, she pulled the brocade quilt over and wrapped herself up tightly inside.

Besides the warm, sun-dried scent, the blanket also carried a familiar, clean fragrance unique to Lin Mo.

Bai Zhi buried her face deep in the soft quilt and took a greedy sniff.

It smells good.

It gives you a strange sense of peace.

"Um?"

However, within this familiar, comforting scent, there seemed to be a faint... extremely subtle fragrance that didn't belong here?

It has a very special fragrance.

It has a sweet scent with a subtle allure, unlike the kind of fragrance a man would use.

It's more like... a woman's natural scent.

Bai Zhi frowned slightly, her slender eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

Was it left behind by a maid who came to tidy up the room?

Or did he use some new spice that he himself didn't know about?

Forget it, never mind...

She was really exhausted.

The mental strain of the past few days, coupled with the exhaustion of almost not sleeping all night, left her with no time to think.

That lingering doubt only lasted a moment before being overwhelmed by an overwhelming wave of drowsiness.

And so, on this battlefield where the smoke of battle still lingered the night before, she clung to the quilt that was stained with three different scents and fell into a deep sleep.