Fearsome Farmer - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Revenge of the Weed Prince

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Around 2 PM in the afternoon, following Zhao Da’s call, the farmers who’d been resting the whole noon slowly stood up and continued to weed in the wheat fields.

Li Siwen also walked out of the farmer’s hut feeling lightheaded. His countenance was terrible. After all, he’d spent five Spirit Points and forcefully pushed his Spirit Development to 20%.

For this, he almost collapsed and even used up 10 Stamina Points. Counting the two points that he’d recovered at noon, it only left him with four points.

But all of this was worth it. After he raised his Spirit Development to 20%, it seemed like there was a natural leap in his bodily aspects. For example, his hearing had become keener, he could hear the soft gossips between those farmers even with tens of meters between them.

His vision had also improved, he could see those jumping grasshoppers up to a hundred meters away.

In addition, his Spirit Vision also naturally rose to level two.

The period after the skill release was extended to five minutes and the area of coverage was expanded from a 10-meter radius to 15 meters. It seemed like even the strength of his secondary Spirit force field had also seen a slight increase.

Moreover, if he were to forcefully activate it, the first time would deplete five Spirit Points and last for five minutes. The second time would deplete eight Spirit Points and last five minutes.

“Old Wang, you don’t look too good. Please don’t let it be heatstroke?”

Old Zhao walked towards him and detailedly examined Li Siwen. As for his form of address, it was ever-changing, from brother to brother Wang Er, then to Old Wang.

“I’m alright, probably won’t die yet.”

Li Siwen grinned and walked into the wheat field in Old Zhao’s questioning gaze.

He wasn’t flustered at all. So long as he does not do strenuous exercise subsequently, his Stamina would be able to continuously recover. Besides, he wasn’t sure if it was a misconception, but after his Stamina had raised to 18 points, even the sun in the sky no longer felt that grilling.

The ground that was under the blazing sun the whole forenoon finally became dry. The greatest benefit of this was that weeding was now even easier.

Li Siwen still maintained his weeding speed and quality from the morning. While weeding, he also pushed the soil towards both sides, hilling soil on the roots of the wheat.

An hour later, he spent one Stamina Point but had recovered two points. The other farmers were covered in sweat from the scorching sun, but he only had some slight perspiration.

When it came to knocking off in the evening, he’d weeded about another 0.7 acres of land, gained one Vitality Point, and consumed five Stamina Points, but his Stamina had recovered to nine points.

Hence, Li Siwen was now even more sure that increasing Stamina was helpful against resisting the heat, or rather, it could counter most negative conditions.

“Extract!”

“Increase Stamina.”

Instantly, his Stamina reached 19 points. Although there weren’t any specific changes all over him, he knew well that this change existed tangibly.

What was worthy of consideration now was, instead, how to fill his stomach.

“I’ll find a chance tomorrow and try using Vitality Points to speed up the maturation of a few stalks of demonized spring wheat. No matter what, I cannot watch over the wheat field and go hungry.”

When they arrived at the territory at night, there was still no trace of the boorish Feudal Lord. This had Li Siwen deeply suspicious of whether he was still in retreat?

However, not too long after the moon rose, the boorish Feudal Lord who was as sturdy as a mountain appeared on wide strides. He carried a dead tiger with sharp canines on his shoulder, full of murderous intent.

“Tsk tsk, one cannot afford to provoke a brave man with strength and agility.”

Li Siwen only took one glance from afar before he shrank back into the wooden house. He entered dreamland a few minutes later.

The night was peaceful. After all, with such a boorish Feudal Lord with off-the-charts combat skills, what wild beasts would dare come near. In fact, they couldn’t hear even the howls of wolves.

This allowed Li Siwen to have a good sleep and refill his Stamina. However, he was also slightly worried because of this. The wolf packs didn’t seem so amiable.

But the boorish Feudal Lord’s management awareness had probably exceeded that of Li Siwen’s expectations. For example, when he woke up at dawn, he found that the territory had another 10 militiamen. Six were militiamen armed with spears, two with wooden shields and short spears, as well as two intermediate soldiers with bows and arrows.

The first six militiamen were newly recruited, while the last two intermediate soldiers with bows and arrows were promoted from the hunters.

As for the original hunter team, taking away the two leaders, Zhang Ye and Qin Fen, they’d been expanded to become a 12-man team.

Such an expansion naturally brought some changes.

For example, other than Song Hu, the logging team now had two more militiamen armed with spears and two shields and spear militia to protect them, all led by Song Hu.

Meanwhile, the farming team remained unchanged. This was because the wheat fields were too close to the territory, so they only resumed the original rule of militiamen making routine inspections every hour.

The remaining four militiamen armed with spears and two intermediate soldiers with bows and arrows were under Sun Tieshi’s charge, responsible for the security of the territory and the wheat field.

Then, the boorish Feudal Lord headed out to hunt by himself again.

“Is this an accumulation of resources to do something big later on?”

Li Siwen guessed. He absolutely didn’t dare to belittle the boorish Feudal Lord, because he didn’t know when he might be forced to eat his own words again.

Next, following the daily procedures, relieving himself, eating, setting off, he would not go fell trees now, so he wouldn’t fear being caught either. Moreover, after such a long time, he could be completely sure that unless the boorish Feudal Lord brings him before the statue, it would be impossible for him to know about the height of his attributes.

Hence, in comparison, the changes in the territory could no longer catch Li Siwen’s attention. Instead, it was the revenge of the weed prince in the wheat field that was in full swing.

After a day of being under the scorching sun yesterday and growing through the night, the 30 acres of a wheat field that had been flooded twice by the river water, the raging weeds finally showed their power. From afar, it looked to be a sea of green, but up close, one had to open his eyes big to be able to find the demonized spring wheat.

The weeds grew densely, their height had exceeded 10cm, each of them with a sharp mouth, full of fight. The sight made one’s scalp go numb. Alright, this was Li Siwen’s own impression.

So, after the nine other farmers had chosen wheat fields with relatively sparse and shorter weeds, he directly set to work in the wheat field with the densest, most ferocious weeds.

One word, kill!

This time, Li Siwen reduced the depth of the hoe entering the soil from over ten centimeters to just six to seven centimeters, then relied on his own strength and the sharpness and weight of the hoe to launch a ruthless massacre of the weeds.

Although by doing so, the green orbs that he could gain from a singular stalk of weed would be reduced, the overall slaughtered quantity of the weeds had been multiplied, especially when the weeds were wreaking havoc today, the cost-performance ration was the best.

Hence, in a whole morning, Li Siwen had merely weeded about 0.6 acres of land, expended 8 points of Stamina but had already earned at least 1.5 Vitality Points. Then, his stomach began to rumble with hunger. This was because the energy accumulated from eating the flesh meat in the afternoon two days ago was finally running out.

Though he had eaten these two days, each meal was just a piece of blackish dry ration. It was barely enough to fill his stomach.

Now that it was almost time for the afternoon break, Li Siwen glanced around his surroundings and prepared to accelerate the maturation of some demonized wheat.