Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

59 minutes and 59 seconds until the Gates of the Underworld close.

There's only one hour left, I have to hurry.

Li Qingshan, carrying a sack, a black iron gun, and a brass bell at his waist, began his exploration of the Yellow Springs.

There was no wind or any movement in the spacious hall; it was so quiet that only Li Qingshan's own footsteps could be heard.

rustle.

The dust on the gold brick was crushed by the soles of the shoes, revealing the metallic luster beneath.

Who is the master of this great hall? Could it be the legendary King of the Underworld? But why did the hall collapse, and where did its former master go?

Many questions flashed through my mind, but none of them had answers.

45 minutes and 18 seconds until the Gates of the Underworld close.

Ahead is the palace gate; stepping out leads to the courtyard adjacent to the main hall.

Li Qingshan decided to take a look first, then quickly returned and left before the Gates of the Underworld closed.

He arrived at the palace gate, stepped onto the high threshold, and peeked out.

Under the twinkling starlight, a lush green melon field stretched before me, with rows of melon seedlings growing wildly, their verdant vines and green watermelons lying on the ground, their bellies green and their flowers white.

This is……

Li Qingshan frowned, looking at the neat rows of ridges, and knew that the melon field had been cultivated by people.

But who in the underworld would know how to farm?

He slowly pulled his head back down.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

For safety's sake, I should return immediately.

Time until the Gates of the Underworld closes: 42 minutes and 19 seconds

Teng!

The next second, Li Qingshan stepped over the threshold, darted out, grabbed a black melon, tore off the vine, and ran away.

Come here.

One should not leave empty-handed after entering a treasure mountain.

Snap, snap, snap.

It happened so fast, before anyone could react, in the blink of an eye, Li Qingshan had already reached the white mist.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to look, and saw that nothing was chasing after him.

30 minute until the Gates of the Underworld close.

Li Qingshan wiped the sweat from his forehead and stuffed the black melon into the sack.

At this time, there was still some time before the gates of the underworld closed, and Li Qingshan was somewhat unwilling to leave now.

He began searching for supplies to collect near the white fog.

The gold bricks on the ground were valuable, but they couldn't be pried up immediately.

The pillars of the adjacent hall were too heavy; even though Li Qingshan was strong, he couldn't lift them.

He walked around and found a few rafters in the corner, also made of the Soul-Suppressing Wood.

Li Qingshan planned to transport them back and carve them into peace and safety plaques, which would be perfect for warding off evil spirits.

With Li Qingshan's strength, he could only lift one at a time.

He passed through the gates of the underworld several times, carrying a total of seven rafters.

1 minute until the Gates of the Underworld close.

For the last time, Li Qingshan shouldered the sack filled with watermelons, preparing to leave the gates of the underworld.

Because he went back and forth several times, the gold bricks under his feet had been polished to a shine by the soles of his shoes.

As Li Qingshan was about to leave, he glanced down at the screen.

A giant monster appeared in the reflection, its head as big as a washbasin, with a single eye above its nose, large fangs, and a long tongue hanging out of its mouth.

Is this really me?

How did I become like this?

Li Qingshan looked around and only then realized that his belly had grown a lot larger, and his skin had turned dark blue, making him look like a big-bellied toad.

Before he could think any further, seeing that the gates of the underworld were about to close, Li Qingshan immediately rushed out.

Passing through the white mist, he saw the familiar, ominous field before him. Li Qingshan quickly checked his condition and found that he had recovered, still eight feet tall, handsome, and a dragon among men...

He rested his chin on his hand, pondering how he had become a one-eyed, big-bellied toad in the underworld.

Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat, and a thought popped into his head: Huang Quan can distort cognition.

In other words, what you see as a melon field may not actually be a melon field, and what you see as a main hall may not actually be a main hall.

Thinking of this, Li Qingshan immediately went to check the rafters and watermelons he had brought out.

Fortunately, a watermelon is still a watermelon, and a rafter is still a rafter.

Zhou Huwa was waiting for Li Qingshan at the edge of the field. When he saw Li Qingshan walking over, he was a little dazed. He saw a one-eyed, big-bellied toad walking towards him.

He rubbed his eyes, and the smiling Li Qingshan reappeared before him.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he inadvertently glanced at what was in Li Qingshan's arms and immediately cried out.

"Ahhh."

He held up his finger and kept calling out.

Li Qingshan was a little puzzled and looked down.

At this moment, what she held in her arms was no longer a watermelon, but a placenta.

The dark brown skin, filled with amniotic fluid, contained a skeleton that was sucking its fingers.

Li Qingshan was startled and accidentally dropped the melon on the ground.

The placenta ruptured, the amniotic fluid broke, and the skull fell to the ground.

Li Qingshan and Zhou Huwa both widened their eyes, their hearts leaping into their throats.

After the skeleton landed on the ground, its curled-up body slowly stretched out, and it gradually stood up.

Li Qingshan immediately felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, the skull's chin made a clicking sound, and it stretched out its arms to embrace Li Qingshan.

Ok?

Zhou Huwa slowly turned his head to look at Li Qingshan.

He already knew what had happened, and Li Qingshan understood it even better.

He's suddenly become a father.

……

Northern Camp.

Zuo Qiuhan lay on the couch, covered with a brocade quilt. Two braziers were lit in the tent, but they still couldn't dispel the chill emanating from him.

Jin Wuji entered from outside and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother Zuo, take good care of yourself and don't get up."

Zuoqiu Han weakly waved his hand: "Can you find out who released the black rats?"

"This is difficult," Jin Wuji said. "This camp is not our territory, so everything must go through General Lu."

Zuo Qiuhan's eyes widened: "Tell me..."

Jin Wuji nodded: "Brother Zuo, think about it carefully. Is it even possible for the Prince to return? If the Prince can't come back, the North still needs a master. If the Prince is gone, who has the best chance?"

Zuo Qiuhan leaned against the pillow and slowly nodded.

"Alright, that's all I have to say. Brother Zuo, please be careful in everything you do."

After saying that, Jin Wuji left the tent.

He had barely left when Lu Botong came in from outside.

Lu Botong sat on the edge of the bed: "Brother Zuo, is there anyone you suspect?"

Zuo Qiuhan coughed and said, "I really have no clue what to do about my current health."

"Brother Zuo, don't play dumb," Lu Botong said. "Do you remember when the black rat appeared, General Tuoba threw a knife?"

"this……"

"General Tuoba was not only incredibly strong, but also possessed astonishing martial arts skills. It is said that he could throw five throwing knives and hit a yellow sparrow flying by. Can you guess why he couldn't hit a tiny black rat?"

"And don't forget, he's a barbarian. He just kept insisting on going back to Dragon Valley, saying he was worried about barbarians breaking in. But what if he lets the barbarians in..."

Not long after Lu Botong left, Tuoba Feng came in from outside again.

Before he could speak, Zuoqiu Han asked, "Whom does General Tuoba suspect?"

With his hands behind his back, Tuoba Feng said, "The person I think of is the same as you."

"Could it be...?"

"That's right, it's Jin Wuji," Tuoba Feng said. "He's in charge of intelligence, so he's most likely to know what Brother Zuo is afraid of."