When Fang Rong woke up again, it was noon. Sunlight streamed through the trees and shone on him.

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Fang Hua carried him to a wicker chair under the tree, with a thin blanket covering his body. The back of his head still hurt a bit and was wrapped in gauze, so it seemed like he was seriously injured.

Fang Rong touched it, and her fingertips were slightly flushed.

Fang Hua was hanging in front of the house, working hard to build the eaves. Perhaps because the noise was a bit loud, they put him under the tree to keep him quiet.

He didn't know how long he slept. Fang Hua found another place to build a nest, and this time it seemed like he planned to stay for a long time. In addition to the main house, he also built a courtyard.

The location was chosen based on the conditions specified by Fang Rong, where there are mountains, water, and people.

There are also flowers planted in the yard, and half of it is vegetables, all transplanted from other places. They are growing well. Such a big project probably won't be finished in a short time.

It seems he's been sleeping for quite a while, at least three to five days.

"Fang Hua." Fang Rong beckoned him over.

Fang Hua paused for a moment, then dropped the hammer and ran over.

"What's wrong?" ⊙_⊙

What happened after I fainted that day?

Fang Hua counted on his fingers, "Nothing happened."

"real?"

"Hmm." Fang Hua nodded honestly. "It's just that I accidentally became the Beast King, and the military region sent a letter for a talk. Is there anything else?" ⊙_⊙

"This is nothing?" Fang Rong roared inwardly. "What do you consider a big deal?"

"Build houses, plant flowers and vegetables, and take care of Fang Rong." ⊙_⊙

"Okay." Fang Rong covered her face; they couldn't communicate because their thinking was different.

"By the way, did the military region say when the peace talks would be held?" Fang Rong was not surprised at all. The events of that day had had too great an impact, and the country could no longer hide it. Under pressure, they had no choice but to agree.

We live in a democratic era, and public opinion is very important.

"Tomorrow, I think." Fang Hua couldn't quite remember.

"How could you forget this!" Fang Rong kicked him. "Go and get ready."

"Oh." Fang Hua ran into the house and then ran back. "What are you preparing?"

"Of course, it's a bargaining chip." We have to fight for something for the forest, at least.

After all, Fang Hua is the Beast King now. Wait, when did Fang Hua become the Beast King?

"I made the newly appointed Beast King cry." Fang Hua heard his thoughts and answered for him automatically.

However, this explanation is less than satisfactory.

“They’ll definitely try their best to lower the price then, so you’ll have to outmaneuver them,” Fang Rong advised him. “Here’s what we’ll do: if they have any questions you can’t answer, just stay silent and give them a knowing smile.”

"I see." Fang Hua nodded. "I think I understand."

Autumn is a harvest season. Although all the flowers have fallen, the fruit trees are laden with fruit, and every household can pick a full basket.

In a corner of the garden, flying insects fluttered their wings and landed on the flowers, collecting nectar before leaving between two blossoms.

It's difficult to pick flowers this time of year, but flowers have their seasons; some bloom in winter, let alone autumn.

puff!

The flying insect was stuck in the spider web in mid-air, flapping its wings incessantly, but to no avail.

A jet-black spider crawled out from behind a leaf and slowly approached it.

The flying insect's beautiful wings trembled as if they were shaking.

A coin shot out, piercing the spider web and rescuing the little flying insect. The insect wobbled over and landed a kiss on Fang Rong's lips.

It flew and flew, and before it knew it, it flew to a row of houses. The people inside were all dressed in military uniforms, looking very dashing.

The leader paced back and forth, questioning the other three people standing in front of him.

"Xu Hongrui?"

"Reporting to the Marshal, I've been knocked unconscious."

"Duanmu Chun?"

"Reporting to the Marshal, I've also been knocked unconscious."

"And you?" The marshal asked Meng Xiuyuan last.

"I……"

"Um?"

"I fainted on my own." Meng Xiuyuan's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He was stopped by a man in black who had lightning-based abilities, which were a perfect counter to his spatial abilities.

Speaking of lightning-based superpowers, besides Duanmu Chun, I really can't think of anyone else who could defeat him. But why would Duanmu Chun betray his own side and help someone else?

The little flying insect, with its simple mind, couldn't see through many things. It flapped its wings and flew for a while longer, wobbling and swaying.

It was a room filled with medical equipment, with countless people in white coats walking around, carrying a freezer from outside and carefully placing it on the instruments.

"The general's condition is not good."

"The separation of physical and mental energy has lasted too long, and there is nothing we can do about it. We can only rely on the general's willpower."

A doctor in a white coat was injecting nutrient solution into the freezer, while two others were watching the body data records next to them.

"Dr. Jiang, please take a look, there's something wrong here."

Dr. Jiang turned her head and looked. "Really? Quick, the general is about to wake up."

The freezer opened with a bang, and an arm covered in nutrient solution emerged. A naked, fair-skinned young man crawled out, removed the respirator from his mouth, and was greeted by cheers from the crowd.

After resting enough, the little flying insect spread its wings and took flight again. It flew for quite a while, seemingly for a year. Night fell and day broke, and it returned to the forest, where it saw familiar faces.

The handsome white-haired guy who questioned me yesterday was with three other people, but this time the leader was different.

"Your Highness, we suffered heavy losses this time. We must get our revenge on those barbarians." Meng Xiuyuan clenched his fist. He was demoted one rank after that day, as were the others. Marshal became general, and general became colonel. It was quite satisfying to think about, at least it wasn't just one person. "Especially Fang Hua. He used to be a soldier, but now he's gone to another place to become a traitor. He must be severely punished."

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