Chapter 22: Mass Production in the Breeding Room

Chapter 22: Mass Production in the Breeding Room

"ANKEN, you're so amazing! I really look up to you."

Yi Qian rushed to stand in front of Cang Cheng, looking up at him with starry eyes.

The mechanical ears on his head rotated back and forth, and the tail behind him kept swinging due to his excitement, making a swishing sound in the air.

Pretty dog-like, huh?

A cute mechanical pup.

"Alright, Qian, don't cause trouble for others."

Yi Moshang stroked Yi Qian's mechanical ears and gently kneaded his face.

Yi Qian obediently stepped back half a step, but his blue eyes remained fixed on Cang Cheng, and his tail kept wagging.

"I didn’t expect the Wind Wall to be able to shatter exoskeleton armor... You weren’t taking it seriously last time, were you?"

Yi Moshang looked at Cang Cheng.

Cang Cheng glanced at Yi Moshang's unfamiliar appearance, looking puzzled. "You’re...?"

Yi Moshang: "I’m the one who won’t let anyone bully my brother. This is my main account, 'Moluzhishang.'"

Huh?

So, you’re the brother protector?

Then the one next to you is...

Cang Cheng stared at Yi Qian for a long time. "Don’t tell me he’s your brother, the Invincible Overlord."

Before Yi Moshang could respond, Yi Qian nodded rapidly like a little motor.

"It’s me! It’s me! I’m the Heaven’s Flash, Star Universe Emperor, Invincible Overlord! Teacher ANKEN still remembers my name, I’m so happy!"

Cang Cheng: ▼-▼ (Facepalm)

The youth with ears and a tail standing before him was actually the invincible overlord who once had a double-door-like appearance?

This is surreal.

The virtual world is truly amazing!

Yi Qian: "I know my current appearance isn't very appealing, but if you, ANKEN, prefer my previous appearance, I can switch back right away."

"No, this is good."

Cang Cheng answered resolutely.

Clearly, being fluffy is much better, isn’t it?

Who would like a human that resembles a double door...

He then nodded at Yi Moshang again, "Your brother looks much more attractive like this."

Yi Moshang: "Is that so? I think my brother is cute no matter what."

"Is there something you need?"

Cang Cheng said, subtly leaning closer to Yi Qian.

Yi Qian’s tail tip occasionally brushed against Cang Cheng’s hand.

It felt a bit ticklish.

"Nothing much, I happened to see your exhibition match and came to greet you."

Yi Moshang said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head, "My brother, Xiao Qian, wants your autograph. I was wondering if you could give him one."

"Oh?"

Cang Cheng raised his hand and naturally patted Yi Qian on the head.

"You want my autograph?"

Yi Qian immediately moved closer, "Can you?"

"Sure."

Cang Cheng gently pinched the mechanical ear before purchasing a souvenir postcard of the Canglan World, signing it on the reverse side.

"TO: Xiao Qian,

May you always remain innocent, joyful, and happy.

ANKEN"

"Here it is."

"Wow! I got ANKEN's autograph, yay!"

Xiao Qian jumped up upon receiving the autograph, his tail wagging excitedly behind him.

His tail even hit Cang Cheng's thigh a few times.

Hmm... This cute little dog's tail actually hurt a bit.

Yi Moshang gently pulled Xiao Qian back to prevent his tail from hitting anyone.

Then he thanked Cang Cheng once more, "Thank you, ANKEN, you're really kind."

Cang Cheng smiled, his eyes curving, "You're welcome."

He had already felt the tail and ears; even though it was in the virtual world, he didn't feel cheated.

Upon returning to the real world, Cang Cheng stretched his limbs after sitting for over three hours, which had become uncomfortable.

As he stood up to get some water, he nearly bumped into Hilmeth's broad chest.

"Why were you standing in the middle of the hallway? I nearly ran into you."

Cang Cheng felt a lingering sense of unease.

He murmured softly, then walked around Hilmeth.

"I don't have a physical form, so there's no need to worry at all."

Hilmeth crossed his arms.

His gaze lingered on Cang Cheng's right hand and legs for a moment, before he withdrew his gaze.

Cang Cheng did not reply.

"The usage of the Wall of Wind was indeed unexpected, but a real exoskeleton cannot be shattered by the Wall of Wind spell."

Hilmeth concluded.

"I know. It’s hard to imagine that an exoskeleton armor so praised by the outside world could be damaged by a C-rank Wall of Wind spell."

Cang Cheng sipped a cup of sweet red tea and ate two bites of freshly made French fries, looking satisfied.

"It’s delicious... Philip’s fries keep getting better."

Hilmeth stood silently nearby.

The night air enveloped him, dark and oppressive.

Cang Cheng wiped his hands clean and approached Hilmeth.

He looked up, blinking his dark eyes, and asked, "Why do you look upset?"

"No, I’m not."

Hilmeth replied coldly.

"Yes, you are."

"No, I’m not."

"Clearly, you are."

Hilmeth looked down, his golden-red pupils fixed on Cang Cheng, making him feel like he was being scrutinized by a predator.

Cang Cheng met his gaze defiantly, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement.

They held each other’s gaze briefly.

Eventually, it was Hilmeth who gave in first.

"You're directly confronting the auction house. Even though it seems like you've won for now, they won't leave you alone."

Hilmeth explained, "Be cautious when you visit the Canglan World in the future."

"So, you're actually concerned about me, huh~"

Cang Cheng's smile deepened.

"I know I've stirred up a lot of animosity today, but I couldn't resist. I can't just sit idly by when someone's bullying me!

A 350,000 package deal, hmpf."

After a few dissatisfied grunts, Cang Cheng shifted the tone.

"But... if you were in my shoes today, what would you do? I want to know."

Hilmeth was unsurprised by Cang Cheng's desire for revenge.

After these days of interaction, Hilmeth had also realized that Cang Cheng was not one to compromise or allow himself to be wronged.

Though he wondered how Cang Cheng had endured being treated as a useless ornament for so long.

Hilmeth gathered his thoughts and replied, "I would infiltrate the auction and plant bombs to destroy it."

Cang Cheng’s eyes widened.

What?

Wait, is that really your style, Hilmeth?

Cang Cheng gave Hilmeth a once-over.

He wore a neat, dark military uniform, and despite his exotic appearance, he exuded a sense of righteousness. Hilmeth’s expression was stern and cold, not what you’d expect from someone who would blow up an auction.

Hilmeth asked, "Surprised?"

Cang Cheng nodded. "Yes."

"I can't let you suffer any injustice.

In the future, if you encounter such situations again, you can manipulate things subtly. Open conflict is too dangerous."

"Yes, I understand."

Cang Cheng nodded vigorously.

It was also because Cang Cheng was used to handling things directly. After all, he used to just hit people with magic if he didn't like them.

But no one dared to challenge a powerful forbidden spell mage!

"Thank you for your concern, Moe. You're really a good person."

Hilmeth's face remained expressionless, but the tip of his tail, wrapped around his thigh, swayed slightly.

*

Several days passed. Cang Cheng worked around the clock to create Spirit Runes, achieving a daily output of 25 pieces, which was enough to sell.

Creating Spirit Runes exhausted him. Aside from crafting runes, he was either resting to restore his mana. He slept 14 hours a day.

After a few days of such high-intensity Spirit Rune production, Cang Cheng finally built up some inventory and could take a break.

"Master."

Philip had prepared potato mash and pumpkin soup, which he served to Cang Cheng after he emerged from seclusion.

While sipping the pumpkin soup, Cang Cheng listened to Philip's report:

"The potatoes have achieved large-scale production, and the growing room has hired three relatively meticulous middle-aged and elderly assistants to tend to the potatoes daily.

Pumpkins, wheat, corn, and carrots have been cultivated to edible varieties. The next step is large-scale production.

The growing room may be too small and will need to be relocated, but the location has not been decided yet.

Also… we have stockpiled about 200 kilograms of potatoes. With the use of cultivation agents, the daily output of potatoes now ranges from 80 to 120 kilograms.

What would you like to do with these potatoes, Master?"

"So many potatoes were grown?"

Cang Cheng was pleasantly surprised.

Since Mu Xing started cultivating food, less than ten days had passed, and he had already succeeded in mass-producing potatoes.

Mu Xing is truly capable.

He truly deserves to be the grain officer I chose.

"When Simon returns, we can have him take some to sell. Until then, let’s start selling the potatoes on Luo Ri Star first."

Good things should be shared with our own people first.

Cang Cheng smiled warmly at Philip.

Philip felt pressured. "Of course, Sir."

"Go and get Mu Xing and Mu Mu, and tomorrow, we’ll sell potatoes at the Central Plaza together."

I’m confident no one can resist such cheap and delicious potatoes.