The Plant Master Becomes A Mute Sub-Beast: Farming And Laying Eggs

Reading these lines, Kaelen’s voice choked.

However, perhaps the Black Bear clan provided the writer of this book with endless inspiration; the next thirty pages were all about the brutal weapon forging method of the Black Bear clan.

In the beginning, the Black Bear clan settled in a large valley surrounded by overlapping rocky mountain ranges. The appearance of the Black Bear clan was tall and burly, not suitable for agile fighting styles, therefore their weapons leaned toward using weight to crush the opponent.

However, because the weapons were too heavy, they were very difficult to maintain when damaged, so the shaman of the Black Bear clan researched a new forging method. That was using the third rib to supplement the forging materials.

The third rib of the Black Bear clan could regenerate once, therefore upon reaching adulthood, beastmen in the Black Bear clan would go to the shaman to have their third rib extracted to make a weapon.

Later, the Beastman clan encountered the curse of the God of Decay, implicating the entire clan. Their magical power was suppressed, they were driven out of their original territory, and the weapon forging inheritance of the Beastman clan was also severed from here.

The Dwarf clan was a clan passionate about research, also being rarely stubborn folks. They ignored the side effects when touching the Black Bear clan’s weapons, bringing some weapons obtained from the battlefield of the Beastman clan and the Elf clan back, painstakingly researching the manufacturing method as well as how to neutralize the murderous aura.

Using purification magic yielded no results.

Using corrosive potions also did not work.

Finally, they tried putting them into the furnace to reforge. The moment the hot flames licked across the weapons, black bear phantoms immediately appeared, slaughtering twenty out of the thirty-eight Dwarves participating in the forging at that time. The resulting conclusion was that they could not be reforged.

"After this loss, our clan members no longer wanted to research the weapons of these crazy bears. We had to throw them back to their original place. Right at this moment, an anomaly occurred. A Dragon and a Soaring Snake were fighting, and we discovered that the lightning generated from the Soaring Snake’s moves could actually strike the murderous aura on the Black Bear clan’s weapons until it dissipated.

I and that brat Labu wanted to rush up to catch the lightning at that time, unexpectedly being knocked unconscious by the Great Shaman using a staff and carried back to the tribe. Thinking back, I must thank the Great Shaman; otherwise, Labu and I would have become two piles of coal cinders at that time..."

Reading this, Kaelen burst into laughter, pointing at the hovering sword, saying:

"No wonder this Martial weapon was frightened by Sane’s sword. This sword was forged from Dragon’s fire, and also possesses the Magical Energy of the Soaring Snake clan; suppressing the bloodline to that extent, it would be strange if it wasn’t afraid!"

Everyone looked at the sword crackling with electricity sparks, then looked at Sane with faces full of admiration.

Aaron stroked his chin, his face excited: "The source of the illness is the Martial weapon of the Black Bear clan itself, and the natural enemy of the Martial weapon is the Chief’s Divine Energy. So we just need to call the people of the Black Bear clan here, let the Chief use lightning to strike each Martial weapon once, and it will be resolved!"

Hearing that, the corners of Sane’s mouth twitched.

He glared coldly at Aaron once: "How about I let you try a lightning strike first to see if it is resolved?"

Aaron grinned: "I was just joking, just joking..." He then cowardly hid behind his mate. Evan apologetically waved his hands at Sane and Kaelen: [Sorry, he is just speaking childish words, please do not be angry.]

Kaelen smiled helplessly: "We were also just joking, we are not angry. Firstly, people must trust us before it can be carried out. Secondly, the Black Bear clan’s population is over thirty thousand people; letting Sane stand as a lightning rod, who knows what generation it would take to finish, it would be strange if he didn’t die of exhaustion."

Draven rubbed his nose: "Then what should we do?"

Kaelen said: "To eliminate weeds, one must uproot them completely, but the root of the Black Bear clan is at some Ancient Battlefield ruins that we cannot know, therefore we can only cut the tops. I will research lightning-guiding talismans; after finishing the talismans, Sane just needs to transmit a bit of Divine Energy into them.

Besides, there must be something to suppress the demonic aura entangling their cores. You try researching a potion; if it doesn’t work, then I will think of another way."

Draven nodded: "Then I will try to concoct the Clear Heart potion; I just found the recipe yesterday, and the Clear Heart grass has also been bought and brought here."

Kaelen said to Aaron again: "You continue the action discussed yesterday, additionally paying attention to the movements of the Black Bear and Red Snake clans; do not let any unexpected incidents occur that we cannot handle in time."

"Understood!"

Everyone immediately dispersed to do their own tasks.

Sane transmitted a bit more of his Magical Energy into the magic core, and the purple lightning stream became denser. The Martial weapon trembled and resisted a bit initially, but after a while, it lay completely still waiting for death.

Kaelen and Sane pulled out the forging book and the array book again to research.

Three days later.

A rumbling explosion rang out in the guest housing area; several stone houses that had just been rebuilt for a few days collapsed once again. This time it was not just one or two houses collapsing, but an entire row.

When the people in the Golden Lion tribe rushed to the scene, the Crimson group was screaming and digging in the ruins, trying to dig their leaders out. Siley looked at the ruined scene before him, his heart clenching slightly, unconsciously tightening his grip on the egg in his hand.

Fortunately, he had come to pick up his mate and his third brother-in-law to go playing this morning; otherwise, who knows what heartbreaking event would have happened.

Finnick and Chloe, after a moment of daze, also jumped down from the Demonic Tiger, joining the digging team.

"Boom! Bang!"

"Motherfucking &%$&@(! "

A series of rumbling noises and continuous curses came out sequentially; Draven pushed the stone slab pressing on his body away, his face smeared with soot as he crawled out. Following were Kaelen’s couple, also breaking rocks to crawl out.

Just upon crawling out, Draven pointed at the couple and scolded:

"What the hell were you doing in the room?! Motherfucker, I was almost crushed to death?!"

Sane helped his mate up, helping him wipe his face, then turned to glare at Draven: "Wasn’t it because you made the furnace explode while making potions?! How the hell did it become our fault?!"

Draven stood with his hands on his hips and yelled: "Motherfucker, if you hadn’t directed lightning to strike me right at the critical moment, would my potion furnace have exploded?!!!"

Kaelen replied angrily: "It was your furnace that was about to explode already that distracted us!!!"

Finnick roared: "Stop arguing!!! Where is my old brother?!! Where is he?!!! Have you fished him out yet?!!"

The three adults instantly froze, then joined the frantic digging team.

Fortunately, Ryder’s body was quite small; when the destructive force of the explosion reached him, the boy had been thrown under the bed. Having the wooden bed to support him was the reason the boy wasn’t crushed to death by the stone wall.

Finnick hugged his brother in his arms, brushing the gray dust off his brother’s orange-yellow fur, his eyes red: "From now on, my brother stays with me! I cannot leave him with two irresponsible fathers like you two!!!"

Being scolded by their son, Kaelen and Sane only knew to lower their heads and look at their toes, not daring to utter a word. After all, this time it was their carelessness; if not for luck, they would have truly lost two children today. Finnick puffed his cheeks, glaring as he hugged Ryder and jumped onto the Demonic Tiger’s back, saying to Siley:

"Let’s go, we are going to stay at the Silver Snake tribe, letting them stay at home being two lonely old men until the end of their lives!"

The two ’lonely old men’: "..."

This brat is itching for a beating again!!!

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