Douluo Continent: Becoming the God of Nature Starting from Farming

Several young women dressed in sheer gauze walked gracefully in, carrying silver platters filled with hangover soup and fresh fruits.

They chatted and laughed, their skirts swaying, revealing glimpses of their snow-white skin.

"Young Master Dai, are you sober now?" a woman in a red dress asked sweetly, her fingertips lightly touching Dai Mubai's chest.

With his eyes glazed with drunkenness, Dai Mubai wrapped his arms around her slender waist and laughed loudly, "With a beauty by my side, I'm intoxicated even without wine!"

Xiao Ze was speechless. With your alcohol tolerance, you come to a place like this. You'll fall asleep in the blink of an eye. Really.

Not to be outdone, Ma Hongjun took the wine cup handed to him by another girl in green, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, then slapped his thigh with a hearty laugh: "Come on, sit here!"

The girls' outer garments had somehow slipped to the ground, revealing their bodices embroidered with mandarin ducks, their shoulders half-exposed, and their eyes alluring.

Dai Mubai hooked his fingers around the woman in the red dress's chin and whispered a few words, which made her cover her mouth and giggle, but she pressed her body even closer.

Ma Hongjun was already half-lying on the soft couch, letting the girl in green massage his shoulders and legs, occasionally letting out exaggerated moaning sounds.

Ning Rongrong's face turned bright red. She covered her mouth tightly, afraid of making a sound, but her eyes were wide open, clearly she had never seen anything like this before.

The others felt the same way, after all, this scene was quite exciting.

Xiao Ze rubbed his forehead, sighing inwardly, "What exactly are we doing here? Are we here to cause trouble or get a sty?"

Ning Rongrong tugged at Xiao Ze's arm, her face flushed as she pointed at Dai Mubai and the others.

Xiao Ze nodded; he knew Ning Rongrong wanted him to take action.

Xiao Ze held a dark blue pill between his fingers. There were faint silver pill patterns flowing on its surface, and it emitted a faint fragrance.

He looked at Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others, quickly covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, and gestured to them to hold their breath.

The girls immediately took action and did as instructed.

Xiao Ze gently crushed the pill between his thumb and forefinger, instantly turning it into powder. Then he gently blew on it into the air.

The colorless and odorless dust of the cinnabar spread silently through the room like a thin mist.

"thump!"

Just a second ago, Ma Hongjun was gnawing on a chicken leg when suddenly his eyelids drooped, and he collapsed onto the soft couch like a puppet with its strings cut, dropping the roast chicken from his hand to the ground.

Dai Mubai was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter: "Fatty, your alcohol tolerance is too low."

Before he could finish speaking, his laughter abruptly stopped, his body swayed, and he collapsed next to Ma Hongjun, snoring loudly.

Upon seeing this, several girls who were serving drinks quickly stepped forward and shook the two men, asking, "Young Master Dai? Young Master Ma?"

Seeing that the two women had no reaction, they looked at each other, then shrugged and muttered, "They got drunk really fast."

He then tactfully left the room.

Xiao Ze put away the medicine bottle with satisfaction and explained in a low voice, "The Drunken Soul Pill is only effective for Soul Masters. The stronger the Soul Power, the faster they will collapse. However, it is useless for Title Douluo and above."

He glanced at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were fast asleep, and chuckled, "As for ordinary people? They're no different from air."

Ning Rongrong released her hand from her nose and blinked: "Let's get started!"

She was somewhat excited.

"What are your plans?" Xiao Ze asked.

"Xiao Ze, go up and tie them up, then pile them up like a human pyramid," Ning Rongrong instructed.

"Well... alright." Xiao Ze had no choice but to obey, since he was the only one here, and Ning Rongrong and the others definitely couldn't do anything.

Xiao Ze pulled out a bundle of silk rope from his soul tool.

The women looked at Xiao Ze with some surprise.

Xiao Ze immediately felt a chill run down his spine: "Ahem, this rope is for tying things up, not for tying people up."

“You don’t need to explain, we know.” Dugu Yan smiled.

"Get lost." Xiao Ze was a little embarrassed. Although he really wanted to tie Ning Rongrong up and take a picture, he didn't have anything to take pictures of.

Xiao Ze immediately got to work, and Ma Hongjun was positioned in a prone position, his round belly pressed to the ground, his hands and feet stretched back together, looking just like a suckling pig waiting to be roasted.

Dai Mubai lay face down on Ma Hongjun's back, his arms were twisted behind his back, his knees were bent, and his legs were tied together in a cross shape with Ma Hongjun's legs.

Xiao Ze thoughtfully wrapped the rope around their waists a few more times, finally tying an exaggerated bow at the end, the end of which brushed against Ma Hongjun's nostrils as it fell.

To prevent them from breaking free using their soul power, Xiao Ze deliberately dripped Soul Suppression Powder onto the knot, which was now emitting an eerie blue light.

This medicine can prevent them from using their soul power for a short period of time.

"Anything else?" Xiao Ze asked.

"Do you have that kind of medicine?" Ning Rongrong asked softly.

"What medicine?" Xiao Ze asked, puzzled.

"Oh, it's that kind of aphrodisiac..." Ning Rongrong asked, blushing.

"Huh?!" Xiao Ze was stunned. You actually asked your boyfriend for aphrodisiacs? What's wrong with your brain?

"It seems not."

Xiao Ze was speechless: "Rongrong, if you keep going like this, they might not even be able to show their faces in public anymore."

At this moment, Xiao Ze naturally knew what Ning Rongrong was trying to do; this was too ruthless.

If people find out, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai will really be too ashamed to face anyone; they might as well just jump out of this window.

"Forget it, you don't have that kind of medicine anyway. So what should we do?" Ning Rongrong tapped her head as she pondered.

“Um… I have this.” Ye Lingling carefully took out a red liquid from her soul tool.

"This is... the essence of balsam!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise.

“That’s right, it’s balsam essence.” Ye Lingling nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

"Lingling, how did you get something like this?" Meng Yiran asked.

Balsam juice is a special liquid, mainly used for writing imperial edicts.

The words written with balsam juice will not fade, and it is very difficult to clean them.

However, the output is extremely low.

"I'm using it to experiment with some pills," Ye Lingling said.

"I see."

Ning Rongrong smiled broadly: "Lingling, I didn't expect you to be so naughty."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not." Ye Lingling immediately turned her head and saw Xiao Ze's smile, becoming even more embarrassed.

Ning Rongrong held the Phoenix Spirit Juice and casually took out a calligraphy brush from her soul tool.

Write 'Fatty's bed warmer' on Dai Mubai's forehead.

Ma Hongjun wore a hat with the boss's exclusive mount on his head.

Upon seeing these two lines of text, Xiao Ze couldn't help but gasp.

How cruel!

There's no way to cleanse the effects of the balsam essence here; if we were to go outside, we'd be in deep trouble.

Xiao Ze couldn't help but give Ning Rongrong a thumbs up: "What a ruthless person!"

Chapter 191 Ultimate Social Death

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ning Rongrong patted Xiao Ze a little embarrassedly.

Not only Xiao Ze, but everyone else felt that Ning Rongrong's move was ruthless.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm dealing with the enemy. It's good enough that I didn't kill them outright." Ning Rongrong said with her hands on her hips, speaking with righteous indignation.

"That's true." Dugu Yan nodded.

He was the one who accepted things the fastest here, after all, he was from the Lonely Family.

"Is that all?"

"Okay, let's go, we still need to go shopping." Ning Rongrong clapped her hands.

"Then let's go. The effects of the Concealing Breath Pill will last for a while."

Sensing that no one was outside, Xiao Ze immediately led everyone away, leaving the gate unclosed.

After Xiao Ze and the others had been gone for a while.

Yihong Courtyard, at the corner of the long corridor.

A woman dressed in a light blue embroidered long dress was carrying a tea tray and walking gracefully, a silver hairpin in her hair swaying slightly, her steps light and graceful.

She was on her way to deliver tea to the private room next door, but as she passed by one of the rooms, she caught a glimpse of what was inside.

Clang!

The tea tray slipped from her hands, the porcelain cup shattered on the ground, and hot tea splashed onto the hem of her skirt, but she was completely unaware.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the room.

A fat man was tied up tightly like a fat fish waiting to be slaughtered, his round face pressed to the ground, with half a piece of pastry stuffed into his mouth by someone.

Another rather handsome man was on his back, his arms tied behind his back, his handsome face buried in the fat man's nape, his breath stirring up a few wisps of hair.

The most amazing thing was the huge bow around their waists, the end of the rope bobbing up and down with the fat man's snoring.

It's absolutely outrageous!

"This...this..."

The woman in the green dress trembled, and the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground.

She had been in the brothel for many years and had seen all sorts of romantic scenes. But what she was seeing was simply too outrageous.

Although she knew that buying two men was possible, she never expected such an outrageous scene to occur in a brothel.

After all, this is the brothel, a place with so many beautiful women.

Two men...Yihong Courtyard, what an obscure topic.

This is beyond her professional understanding!