Chapter 252 Production Machine

As the warm and fragrant broth flowed into her mouth, Lin Xiang'er's eyes bulged instantly, and she was stunned by her beauty.

What kind of magical broth is this? It tastes so good that I wouldn’t even change it to top-grade nutrient solution!

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, three mouthfuls, Lin Xiang'er held the large bowl that was bigger than her head and sipped it in small sips, a happy smile on her fat face.

Only after she finished the bowl of broth did she feel unsatisfied and raised her face reluctantly.

After she sat there and savored the moment, her small eyes stealthily glanced in the direction of where a man and a woman were sitting.

Be as cautious as a thief.

When her eyes fell on the man who had changed into a white shirt and black suit pants, she couldn't help but reveal her crazy desire for him again.

The man's profile was mysterious and indifferent, and his cold outlines looked much softer under the reflection of the campfire.

He sat on a small wooden stool, with his long legs, which had nowhere to rest, casually placed on a small stone in front of him. His noble and elegant temperament made the small wooden stool seem like a throne.

His arms were casually draped over his legs, his shirt rolled up, and the pale blue veins on his arms could be vaguely seen.

Further down, the fingers of that hand were distinctly jointed, slender and beautiful. Even though they were stained with oil because of the bones, they were still beautiful enough to make people want to lick them.

Wu Xingyu seemed to be aware of something, and her pair of dark starry eyes looked over coldly and sharply, indifferently as if she was looking at a dead person.

Lin Xiang'er was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she quickly looked away, her fat body shaking.

I covered my chest with my hands and felt sad. I was going to die. Why was such a handsome guy so fierce?

"How's the broth? Is it delicious?" Yun Qimu, who had finished chewing a piece of meat, glanced at the chubby girl on his right and asked with a smile on his face.

"It's delicious, so delicious. I've never tasted such a delicious soup." Lin Xiang'er nodded subconsciously, recalling the taste of the broth just now, and smacked her lips happily.

Yun Qimu's lips curled slightly, "Do you want to drink it every day?"

Lin Xiang'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked over eagerly, "There's such a good thing, can I really drink it every day?"

Yun Qimu: "Of course, as long as you come back to Global Village with me, you can drink it every day."

"Go back to the Global Village--" Lin Xiang'er screamed in panic, and fell from the paradise of countless meat soups to the hell of being treated like a slave. When she heard the word Global Village, all she could think about was Yun Qimu and Dongfang Ji discussing taking them back to the Global Village to be slaves and do hard labor by serving tea and water to others after they captured Xun Min and the other four.

When she heard this, her hair immediately stood up and she shook her head in fear like a rattle. "No, no, no, no, I'm not going. I'm not going to Global Village. I want to stay in Chaos City with Sister Hong Mei."

Yun Qimu was slightly surprised, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared, and then her beautiful eyes narrowed, looking at the chubby girl with an unfriendly look, "Are you sure?"

Lin Xiang'er shrank back, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, "Sure, sure."

Yun Qimu sighed regretfully, "Well, since you don't want to go to the Global Village with me, then you can provide me with 3,000 pills of beast-attracting incense and 6,000 pills of beast-repelling incense every month."

Lin Xiang'er was completely bewildered. "Why?"

Even Hong Mei looked over with a frown. Three thousand beast-attracting incense pills and six thousand beast-repelling incense pills per month meant producing one hundred beast-attracting incense pills and two hundred beast-repelling incense pills every day. This had already reached the limit of Lin Xiang'er's daily production.

She couldn't even take a break and could only be a production machine.

Yun Qimu smiled slightly. "No reason. Your life is in my hands now. If you don't do it, then I can only settle accounts with you for the conspiracy you and your father Lin Qiu had against us before. Also, before you entered the stone wall, you boasted that you would take Master Yi, Mr. Zhong Teng, Dongfang Ji, and Mr. Wu as your pets. I believe they would also like to discuss this matter with you."

Facing Wu Xingyu's undisguised murderous gaze, Lin Xiang'er trembled with fear, tears streaming down her face. "No, no, no, let's not talk about what happened before. I promise, I promise everything."

Oh my god, why does she know what they said before entering here?

Hong Mei frowned and spoke, "Lin Xiang'er can only make a maximum of one hundred beast-attracting incense and two hundred beast-repelling incense per day. Miss Yun's request for three thousand beast-attracting incense and six thousand beast-repelling incense per month is too demanding. It's inevitable that she might encounter something during the month and be delayed. So Miss Yun, could you reduce the quantity a bit?"

Lin Xiang'er was immediately moved to tears. She knew that Sister Hong Mei was the best person for speaking up for her at this time.

Yun Qimu turned to look at Hong Mei with a smile, his eyes narrowed meaningfully, "Are you really worried about her health, or are you worried that I'll squeeze out all her extra labor, leaving you with nothing but a useless freeloader?"

Hong Mei's eyes flashed. She was a person who valued profit, and she cared more about the latter point than the former.

I didn't expect that Miss Yun would expose my mistake with just one word.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

Lin Xiang'er spoke anxiously, "Sister Hongmei, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. I can definitely provide the production that Miss Yun needs."

She was afraid that she would implicate Hong Mei, so she hurriedly took back the promise.

Yun Qimu smiled at her and praised her. "You're ambitious. Since you're worried about not being able to meet production targets, then improve your abilities. You're currently at B-level. If you can improve to A-level, you won't have to worry about production. I'll also agree on this quantity with you. If you have any extra, you can sell it or keep it for yourself. I won't be responsible. Of course, if you're interested in selling it on our behalf in the future, that's fine too."

Lin Xiang'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and she was full of ambition. "Okay, I will definitely improve my abilities as soon as possible."

Hong Mei rubbed her forehead with a headache. She was still too stupid. She looked older and bigger than Yun Qimu, a little fat girl, but how come she only grew flesh and not brains? She was not even as good as a fingernail of Miss Yun.

Why!

What could Hong Mei do? She could only let her do as she pleased. After all, she was the girl she had watched grow up. Even if she wanted to put her back into her mother's womb and reshape her, it would be too late.

"Okay, now that you've rested, get up and continue fighting monsters. The moon is above the willow branches, which is a perfect time to fight monsters together."

Yun Qimu stood up, put away the dishes, and recharged himself. He felt full of energy again and could easily fight another three thousand monsters.

"Hmm." Wu Xingyu responded in a deep voice, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and slowly stood up. He glanced at the person next to him who was a head shorter than him and asked, "Do you want a handkerchief to wipe your hands?"

"Ah." Yun Qimu looked down at his greasy hands, "Oh, yes, yes, give me one."

(End of this chapter)