MTLNOVEL Chapter 641 - 356: Is there a big difference between the fruits?_1
Chapter 641: Chapter 356: Is there a big difference between the fruits?_1
The biennial seed contest once again turned Stellaris Academy into an ocean of joy, with contestants and spectators from all directions flocking to this vibrant locale.
This year, due to famine, the entire plane had been suppressed for a long time with no large-scale celebrations, even the Harvest Festival was discontinued because the believers of the Harvest Goddess were starving.
I heard that the believers of the Harvest Goddess were sold to another plane by Anthony. When Anthony was crowned, his treatment of heretics was so…merciful. No wonder he’s the Pope, the representative of God on earth.
From now on, without the Harvest Festival, the biennial seed contest is likely to be the largest event.
Perhaps due to the repression of a whole year’s desire to ‘indulge’, or perhaps there were no other activities to distract, there was an exceptionally high number of people attending the seed contest this year.
Starting from about ten days ago, an uninterrupted flow of people arrived here using various means of transportation. Some came by boat, some by flying mounts, some walked, some rode horses, coming from all directions.
Even at Fallen Dragon Lake, many people passed through, and then were surprised to find out, when did an extra city show up here?
Although Goddess of Beauty City had gained some fame among the landlords in the past two years, its influence on the common people was almost zero. People who could barely fill their stomachs didn’t care about a city that could bring beauty to people in the deep desert thousands of kilometers away.
Thus, when some people arrived by boat, they found that the river had been sealed off.
“Who are you? Why do you have the right to block the East River?” A mage aboard a luxurious shallow water boat cast an amplifying magic array and loudly questioned:
“Let me tell you, the East River belongs to everyone, no one can block it, remove your river blockade quickly. Otherwise, I’ll burn down your damned city, Goddess of Beauty? Can any Tom, Dick, and Harry declare themselves a goddess these days?”
At the dock, Ange and his group were ready to set off. According to Ange’s plan, he could just ‘ride’ a horse to fly over, or ask Hiludi to guide him, or directly teleport over there.
Anyway, it’s not far away, it’s not too late to go on the day of the competition.
But he overlooked the enthusiasm of the crowd.
First, Lisa shuffled over, helped him dig ditches, pile up ridges, weeded and sowed seeds. Covered in sweat, her clothes were soaked and stuck to her skin, making others think she was trying to seduce Ange.
In the end, it was Negris who couldn’t bear it anymore. He told her to cut the chase.
“Sir, take me to the seed contest.” Lisa said with a hint of excitement in her eyes.
“Stellaris Academy is so close, can’t you go by yourself?” Negris was surprised, thinking this wasn’t a big deal.
“It doesn’t feel the same going alone. The seed contest, the first phase is all about tasting delicious food, I want to taste everything!” Lisa said excitedly.
“Wait, wait, why do you sound like a child, waiting for their parents to take them out to play? Also, as a witch, can you eat?” Negris asked.
“Yes, yes I can.” Lisa quickly replied, sticking out her wet little tongue and twisting it around her lips:
“That noble Tree Herder can impart a blessing to restore the sense of taste of my tongue, so I can taste everything, as long as I don’t swallow it. I haven’t eaten anything for over a thousand years, will you take me please?”
“Tree Herder? Aliv… How did it get mixed up with you? Did you guys offend it or something?” Negris was about to reveal the identity of the Tree Herder.
Lisa shook her head and said, “It seems to like Little Bu, playing together often, even graced the straw owl with a blessing, then plucked its straw, causing the owl to cry out in pain.”
“…It actually does such boring things.” Negris didn’t know what to say, how could that thing be as annoyingly fussy as him?
“So I was thinking, if it can make an owl cry out in pain, can it help witches regain their senses? So I brought a bottle of Insect Ash Liquid and found it, it happily blessed my tongue.” Lisa explained.
Negris was surprised, “You even connected those things?”
“Hehe.” Lisa chuckled shyly, “Lord of Knowledge, I also linked to something else. For some older patrons, their physical function may have declined and become unresponsive, a blessing may make them responsive again, thus achieving some kind of life harmony? That’s a big business opportunity.”
Negris was puzzled, only after Lisa’s awkward explanation did he realize, clapped his waist and said, “You’re talking about curing impotence, aren’t you? You and your ‘life harmony’, talking nonsense.”
Upon clearing up the confusion, Negris couldn’t help but suggested, “How about giving it a try?”
Lisa clapped her hands, “Alright, let’s give it a try. You are familiar with it, you ask. We can make it a package, three hundred thousand Demon Crystals each. It’s settled.”
As soon as Lisa finished talking, she ran off, yelling as she left, “Sir, I will pack my bags, don’t forget to wait for me.”
Negris stood there in shock for a while before swearing out, “Kvada!”
Pulling pranks on others was his mischief, but being pranked by others, well, that just becomes their amusement.
In a while, Luther came running, followed by Little Bu, Xi, Purple Corpse, Great Shaman, and Aestolia…
The number of people in the group rapidly increased to twenty or thirty, and everyone was in a mood for fun, unwilling to be stuffed into a separate space. So, they had to set off in advance and travel by boat.