Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 252 - 31: Brother Xia, would you say something? (Third Update)_2

Chapter 252: Chapter 31: Brother Xia, would you say something? (Third Update)_2

The other nine martial artists also looked fearfully at the Gang Wind.

Because Zhou Ming had also followed.

If it weren’t for the supplies appearing, Zhou Ming wouldn’t have come; he needed to tally the numbers.

The middle-aged military doctor nearby was also a bit surprised, looking at the Gang Wind.

A new batch at Mao Hour on the third day?

Didn’t we just harvest a batch of Second Tier supplies yesterday?

He thought this was the limit of this piece of land...

But Zhao Xing said the limit of the Earth Power is not my limit!

"You..." Liu Yongli looked at the sweeping Zhao Xing, also somewhat shocked, because he recognized what was behind Zhao Xing. "This is... Fourth-Rank supplies?!"

"Yes, indeed, it is Fourth-Rank!" Zhao Xing descended from the sky, landing in front of everyone. "The numbing fish fruit was just an appetizer for you martial artist brothers, the quick-eating training is just beginning."

Just beginning?

The ten martial artists, including Xia Jing, were dumbfounded.

So the numbing fish fruit was just an appetizer?

What now?

Zhou Ming said to the doctor, "Fourth-rank middle grade, Fire Bright Green Gold, a total of ten thousand pounds."

"Of course, it must be peeled and de-spined before eating. According to regulations, only three thousand pounds are edible part."

The middle-aged doctor remained expressionless.

Liu Yongli’s heart trembled, "How much?"

"Three thousand pounds."

Zhou Ming repeated.

"Fourth-rank supplies, three thousand pounds?!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie almost fainted.

"Fourth-rank supplies, and three thousand pounds?" Chen Fang’s mouth hung open.

"Brother Chen, why don’t we just kill ourselves to avoid bursting and wasting food..." muttered Hu Bing.

Wang Meng and the others were directly stunned.

We can’t even finish it even if we burst!

Xia Jing looked at the rows of spiny plants and was speechless.

Originally, he thought nothing significant would come on the third day from Zhao Xing.

At most, another wave of second-rank supplies to get some basic points.

But unexpectedly, he planted another ten thousand pounds!

Although only three thousand pounds are edible, that is Fourth-Rank three thousand pounds!

But rules were rules.

Liu Yongli had to give up on the other training plans, "Warm-up for fifteen minutes, and then quick-eating training!"

"Commander." Zhao Xing spoke up at this time, "It’s quite inconvenient for the martial artist brothers to peel and de-spine. Let me help them."

Liu Yongli looked at Zhao Xing and thought, you’re a good person.

Is he afraid they might not finish it?!

"Fine." Liu Yongli laughed, "I’ll thank you on their behalf."

.....

Zhao Xing used Wind Skill to trim the spines, quickly peeling and de-spining the entire ten thousand pounds of Fire Bright Green Gold, neatly stacking it on the ground.

To make sure the martial artist brothers ate well, the ground was even covered with a layer of outer shells, without a speck of dust.

At the same time, Zhao Xing cut them into sections, making them easy to eat.

Not long after, the dark red, forearm-thick Fire Bright Green Gold roots were neatly arranged.

"Please, everyone, help yourselves."

Zhao Xing smiled and extended his hand, as if a chef had prepared a dish for his guests to enjoy.

"I’ll go first."

Wang Meng stepped forward bravely, grabbing a section and stuffing it into his mouth.

Crunch—

After taking a bite, Wang Meng’s face turned red. He chewed a few times, then closed his eyes tightly.

The people around him found it strange. Chen Fang asked the doctor, "Sir, is he poisoned?"

"No." The middle-aged doctor shook his head.

"Then why is he closing his eyes?"

"He’s trying not to cry."

"..."

It took Wang Meng a full fifteen minutes to stand up with difficulty.

The Fire Bright Green Gold was dense; this section alone weighed ten pounds.

Wang Meng reopened his eyes, now bloodshot.

"How was it?"

Zhang Jie asked cautiously.

Wang Meng didn’t say anything, shook his head, then nodded.

"Why aren’t you speaking? What do you mean by shaking your head and nodding?" Chen Fang asked urgently.

"He’s temporarily mute." The middle-aged doctor replied, "He can’t speak now."

"What?" another person exclaimed, "Wang Meng reached the first layer of Gluttonous Eating Skill and went mute from just a small section of this, how can the Minister of Agriculture Supervision call this a supply? This is not a supply, but a useless poison!"

Zhou Ming raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Not considered so? Are you questioning the capabilities of my Minister of Agriculture Supervision?"

"Wang Meng went mute, but he didn’t die. Even if there were no doctors, he would just need to adjust for an hour and could go to battle. Eating one section of this Fire Bright Green Gold daily, he could stay alive and maintain at least seventy percent of his combat ability!"

"The Fire Bright Green Gold ranks one hundred and eighty-ninth among Fourth-Rank military supplies, strictly prohibited for export and private trade. In the desert, it is a lifesaving material, having helped the Great Zhou army through multiple crises!"

"Just because you can’t eat it, doesn’t mean others can’t!"

"The derivative species painstakingly researched by countless predecessors in Minister of Agriculture Supervision, and you, a new recruit, think you get to judge?!"

Zhou Ming’s tone was severe. Thunder flashed around him, and the sky above him faintly changed.

Apparently, the new recruit’s words had enraged Zhou Ming.

"Smack!" Liu Yongli backhanded the impudent new soldier, sending him flying. "Rubbish, disrespectful, and speaking nonsense, you deserved it!"

Zhao Xing glanced at the martial artist, shaking his head slightly.

Zhou Ming was the judge; you should address him respectfully and seek permission before questioning.

Secondly, if you had doubts, express them; how can you criticize the entire Minister of Agriculture Supervision?

Do you think this is child’s play!

"Mr. Zhou, please calm down; it is my failure in leadership. This ignorant child, please do not hold it against him." Liu Yongli cupped his hands in apology.

"Commander Liu, ensure the rules are clearly explained; let there be no next time." Zhou Ming waved his sleeve, and the phenomenon disappeared.

"Yes, it is my fault." Liu Yongli smiled apologetically.

In actual warfare, naturally, there’s no need to eat so much.

But in training, to progress in Gluttonous Eating Skill, one must practice, right?

If anything, they should thank Zhao Xing for the opportunity.

Other groups might not have so much to earn points from.

The training continued.

Zhou Ming didn’t leave, nor did Zhao Xing.

Wang Meng couldn’t eat more after one section, but that didn’t mean others couldn’t.

Zhang Jie, Hu Bing, and Chen Fang continued after finishing one section.

Crunch—

Eating the first section, Zhang Jie felt his stomach heat up but could endure.

Eating the second section, the heat spread, no longer confined to his stomach but his entire body.

Eating the third section, tears flowed; he sweated profusely, the Fire Element Power rampant, the second layer of Gluttonous Eating Skill unable to fully digest.

By the fourth section, Zhang Jie was burning up, his throat hoarse. The spiciness was unbearable, feeling as though he were on fire.

"Water, water!"

Zhang Jie cried hoarsely.

"Stop shouting, silence." The middle-aged doctor inserted needles into Zhang Jie, "This is fire poison invasion, ordinary water is useless. Remember, if you ever must eat a large amount of Fire Bright Green Gold for supplies, immediately pierce four meridians and five acupoints."

"Water Chamber and Water Path of Stomach Meridian, Water Spring of Kidney Meridian, Water Trough of Governor Meridian, and Water Division of Conception Meridian."

"Like I’m doing, got it?"

Zhang Jie tearfully nodded, indicating he understood.

He would never forget for the rest of his life!

Chen Fang and Hu Bing also gritted their teeth and continued eating.

Each of them reached the fourth or fifth section before they completely couldn’t bear it, tears streaming, lips red and swollen.

They ran to the doctor for needles.

Seeing how miserable others were, Xia Jing felt his scalp tingle.

He focused on eating, activating Gluttonous Eating Skill.

After eating eighteen sections, he retreated to meditate and receive treatment.

By then, recovered Chen Fang cupped his hands toward Zhao Xing, his voice hoarse, "Minister Zhao, your talent is extraordinary, I, Chen Fang, am deeply impressed."

Hu Bing also cupped his hands, "Mr. Zhao, growing three different crops in three days, your agricultural skills are magical. I, Hu Bing, yield."

Zhang Jie also cupped his hands, "Brother Zhao, in such barren conditions, you can still provide so much military supply. I yield too!"

Seeing Zhao Xing just cupping hands in return without speaking, the three of them turned to Xia Jing and whispered, "Brother Xia, this isn’t a solution. There are still twenty-seven days left; say something!"

Xia Jing tearfully pointed to his throat.

Oh, he was still mute!