Chapter 79 A Fierce Battle with Fresh Meat Buns

Everything happened so fast.

Ning Jia, a spectator on the front lines, was still holding the green ivy when, in the darkness, the courtyard gate was suddenly flung open.

A tall, dark figure hesitated at the door for a few seconds before quickly walking in.

As soon as the man entered, the rice sprouts and orange leaves on both sides immediately stretched out long ropes to block his feet. With a "thump," the man stumbled and fell backward, landing flat on his face.

The sound of the fall seemed to be a huge signal, and the archers on the wall immediately fired the first volley of poisoned arrows downwards:

One after another, tiny arrows pierced the air, raining down like a storm of pear blossoms, densely striking the man's calves.

At the same time, the little figures on the ground rushed forward, spears raised, ready to plunge them into each other's bodies. But then Bai Su and He Meng ran over anxiously, shouting:

"Stop! Stop! Stop right now!"

At Canglan's signal, the spear warriors lowered their spears in confusion, only to see the archers on the high ground jump down from the courtyard wall and rush towards them with their bows and arrows, ready to launch a close-range attack.

Before Bai Su and He Meng could explain, they hurriedly turned around again and shouted to the archers:

"Stop! Stop!"

Zelan immediately made a gesture, and the excited archers looked at each other, slowly lowered their bows, and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Listen to me, everyone!" Bai Su shouted, panting, "What came here wasn't..."

Before she could finish speaking, a small stone, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, flew over without warning and nearly hit Bai Su's peach-shaped face.

Fortunately, He Meng reacted quickly, stepping in front of Bai Su and swinging her spear a few times, sending the small stone flying.

"I told you to stop, why are you still fighting?!"

He Meng was furious. She glared at everyone and swept her gaze around, her aura instantly becoming overwhelming:

"Who threw that rock just now?!"

Behind the crowd, Guoguo, who had accidentally thrown a stone, trembled like a quail, too scared to move.

"Never mind, it probably wasn't intentional."

Bai Su patted He Meng on the shoulder, "Let's get down to business first."

Canglan exchanged a glance with Zelan, who was standing in the crowd, and left Bai Su and He Meng, the two young people, to manage the situation.

The courtyard, which had just been filled with chaos, fell silent. The little figures, weapons in hand, looked bewildered and simultaneously turned to Bai Su.

What exactly happened? Why the sudden ceasefire?

Bai Su said succinctly:

"It wasn't that person who came, so there's no need for us to continue fighting."

The little people were immediately thrown into an uproar. After all that, it turned out that the person who came wasn't their arch-enemy at all. So what were they all so excited and passionate about...?

Although Ning Jia hadn't participated in the battle, upon seeing the motionless black shadow on the ground, she immediately closed the courtyard gate and then said to the little people:

"What are you all standing there for? Who cares who he is, tie him up first."

That's right.

Orange leaves and rice sprouts rushed over, pulling the rope, and the little people immediately swarmed forward, binding the person on the ground tightly.

...

"Chieftain, may we turn on the lights?"

"The war is over, so of course it's possible."

Ning Jia immediately turned on the lights in the courtyard, and everything in the courtyard became clear. With the darkness gone, the tense atmosphere stemming from the battle also dissipated.

She quickly stripped off her gear, exposing herself to the cool night air, breathing deeply, feeling as if she had come back to life.

The little people holding weapons all looked at their clan leader, Canglan.

Canglan held up her bow and arrow, carefully approached the man's arm, took his pulse, and quickly made a "all clear" gesture.

The little people immediately felt relieved, put down their weapons, breathed a sigh of relief, and their usual relaxed and lively expressions returned.

"Ouch, my arm is so sore!" "Who stepped on my foot just now?" "This giant is so weak!" "I want a midnight snack." "Can I go to sleep now?"...

Some people lamented, "I thought I could finally redeem myself today, but it was all for nothing!"

"Exactly!" "Yeah!"

Although it's good that everyone is unharmed, there's still a strange sense of loss because the great revenge hasn't been achieved.

Canglan stroked her chin and reminded her clansmen:

"A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years; let's deal with the immediate problem first."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the long, unconscious giant on the ground:

Oh right, who is this person? And why are they looking for them?

He Meng recalled everything that had just happened, "I think this person doesn't seem like a bad person."

She pointed to the roasted sweet potato that had fallen not far away:

"This person was eating sweet potatoes when he arrived, and he was enjoying them immensely. Even when he saw Bai Su and me, he didn't immediately try to grab us..."

"...What kind of sweet potato is so delicious?" a little person licked his lips and couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't seem to be steamed sweet potatoes or fried sweet potatoes; it's a way of eating them I've never seen before," said another little person who was very interested in cooking.

"It must be a roasted sweet potato."

Ning Jia quickly revealed the answer, and seeing everyone's blank expressions, he suddenly slapped his forehead:

"Yeah, we have an air fryer at home, how come we've never roasted sweet potatoes?"

The little people immediately started shouting:

"Ningjia, Ningjia, please make me a roasted sweet potato! Thank you so much!" "Ningjia, I like you so much! Please make me a roasted sweet potato!" "If I could eat a roasted sweet potato, I would be the happiest person in the world!"

"Cough cough cough—"

Seeing that if she didn't stop it soon, she would be eating roasted sweet potatoes tonight, Bai Su quickly coughed loudly a few times, trying to steer the conversation back on track:

"I agree with He Meng's opinion."

"First of all, this person clearly knew that there were many of us, but he didn't bring any weapons, nets, or bags, so he obviously wasn't going to take us away."

"Secondly, if it were a bad person, they would be very cautious, but this person was clearly unprepared when they entered, which is why they fell into the ambush so quickly..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly remembered something and looked at Shi Ying with a speechless expression:

"I didn't even send a signal, so why did you open the door?"

Quartz was covered in sweat, looked like he was about to cry, and waved his little hand like the wind:

"It wasn't me, it really wasn't me, I, I'm so wronged!"

He pointed to the courtyard gate:

"I don't know what's wrong with this door lock, it just opened by itself after I touched it..."

How can a door that's been properly closed open by itself? Has this gate come to life?

Even the Lilliputians didn't believe it.

Therefore, the most likely explanation is that the gate was not properly closed beforehand.

The little creatures fell silent for a moment, then all looked at the person who would be the last to close the door that night.

"No way, I'm absolutely sure I turned it off..."

Now it was Ning Jia's turn to start sweating.

She scratched her head somewhat guiltily, then decisively said:

"This door is definitely broken... Yes, it must be the lock cylinder that's faulty! I'll get someone to fix it tomorrow!"

Seeing the long body still lying on the ground, she quickly changed the subject:

"If we want to know whether this person is friend or foe, we'll find out when he wakes up and we question him."

As she spoke, she asked Canglan:

"Chieftain, how long does the effect of your Enchanting Herb last? Half an hour?"

The enchanting herb she spoke of was the poison that had been applied to the arrows and spears of the Lilliputians.

This stuff isn't really a poison; it's more like a natural anesthetic. It doesn't cause any harm to people, but it can quickly induce a coma.

Canglan stroked her chin and thought for a moment:

"If it were just the poison on one arrow, it could render a strong ox unconscious for about half an hour, but with so many arrows..."

Canglan paused, then gave a somewhat uncertain estimate:

"He'll be unconscious for at least... about ten hours?"

What? That means it won't be until the next morning?

Ning Jia stared in shock at the person lying prone in the yard, then silently sighed.

"I checked the weather forecast, it looks like it'll rain tonight, maybe... we should bring the person in first?"

"Wait a minute—"

The Canglan tribesmen made a gesture, and the little ones immediately stepped forward, carefully pulled out the poisoned arrow from the man's body, and then carefully wiped it with a wet towel.

"Put all these arrows back where they were and keep them safe. They can still be used next time."

Canglan gave instructions.

With so many things to do every day, whether it's eating and playing, making sachets, or learning all sorts of new things, no one has the time to make another batch of arrows.

After all the arrows were retrieved, Ning Jia stepped forward, lifted the man's arm, and prepared to slowly drag him... but she didn't.

Wow, this guy looks tall and thin, but he's incredibly heavy; you can't move him at all.

She quickly called out to the little ones who were about to return to their rooms, "Don't go! Come and help me!"

"Oh, oh~"

The little people swarmed forward again, some raising their hands, some their feet, some grabbing T-shirts and shorts. It took all their strength to drag the person away from the distance of a little person.

"Huff huff huff, I can't take it anymore..."

Ning Jia was panting heavily, and the little ones, their faces covered in sweat, were also complaining, "So heavy! So heavy!" "So tired!"

Seriously, I wasn't this tired even during the fight!

"...This won't work, we need to think of another way."

Ning Jia was truly at her wit's end. Panting, she released the man's arm, her eyes darting around before a sudden inspiration struck her:

"Got it!"

She had the little figures watch over the man in the yard, while she ran into the room and brought out the computer swivel chair from the bedroom.

Using this to move corpses... no, I mean human bodies, would probably be much easier.

However, a new problem arose:

How can I move this person into the swivel chair?

This time, the little people, who were only slightly taller than the wheels of the swivel chair, were really unable to help, and Ning Jia had to rely on herself alone.

Ning Jia had no choice but to grit her teeth and persevere. She thought for a moment and decided to try a different approach this time, starting from the feet. She managed to lift the person's legs onto the chair seat with great difficulty, and just as she was about to raise her head, the legs on the chair suddenly slid off.

Ning Jia, whose efforts were in vain: ...

The little children watching nearby also sighed with regret: "Ah, what a pity..."

"Ning Jia, go for it!" "Go go go!" The little people became an enthusiastic cheerleading squad.

Thank you everyone!

Amidst the adorable cheers of the little figures, Ning Jia rallied, her mind racing, and suddenly an idea struck her:

Oh right, the law of psychological suggestion!

First, you must have a strong sense of conviction; second, you must have a strong desire; and third, you must strengthen your conviction through repetition...

Ning Jia immediately focused her mind and looked at the person on the ground, muttering to herself:

"Consider it free pork from the farm, a whole big black pig. As long as we can take it home, it's free... Consider it free pork from the farm, a whole big black pig, enough for the family to eat for a month..."

Soon, her mind was filled with all sorts of... recipes, in short, a hundred ways to cook the best black pork:

Crispy pork belly, braised pork with preserved mustard greens, braised pork, roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), roast pork, sweet and sour pork, twice-cooked pork, braised pork rice, boiled pork slices, honey-glazed char siu, sweet and sour pork ribs, corn and pork dumplings, steamed meatballs, fresh meat buns... Hmm? Fresh meat buns?

Ning Jia swallowed hard, her eyes suddenly lighting up:

I've chosen you! Fresh meat steamed buns!

The thought of delicious, juicy meat buns made her excited, as if a continuous force was surging towards her!

The power of suggestion actually worked!

Ning Jia was secretly amazed. She felt a surge of primordial power within her body and subconsciously stretched out her arms. With a "Hey-ha," she lifted the person onto the computer chair and placed him horizontally on it without leaning against it.

Wow--

The little people who witnessed such a miracle couldn't help but applaud.

Ning Jia herself was somewhat incredulous, and couldn't help but silently repeat the mantra in her mind, trying to recreate the scene from before. But no matter how many times she repeated it, that divine power never returned...

Huh, it's not working again? This thing is really a bit mysterious...

Not far away, the freesia, under the cover of its leaves, quietly withdrew its hand gestures, exchanged a smile with the eupatorium, and kept its merits and fame hidden.