The Green Tea NPC is a Monster Farm Owner

An Rou had just transmigrated into the game when her NPC father told her to sell their abandoned farm. An Rou: ? The world was so chaotic; she had always dreamt of having a self-sufficient, isolate...

Chapter 94

Chapter 94

An Rou slowly turned her head and felt as if her cervical spondylosis had come back and her neck was a little stiff.

Just now a guy named Jie Xin came to me, and now here comes a Mo Remover?

Well...it's not surprising.

That night, Chu Mo appeared over the farm but didn't attack. An Rou knew she'd see him again. After all, what player would ignore an SSS-rank ghoul?

It's okay to remove ink, he's just a player after all...and what the hell is Jie Xin?!

A player, or an NPC? Or perhaps… An Rou's mind suddenly flashed, and she thought of a possibility: a ghoul!

There is no light screen on the ghoul.

Wang Da, Zhang Da, and other ghoul employees on the farm don’t have IDs on their heads!

That’s not right… Jie Xin later showed the light screen, just like a player shows his ID.

Weird, this man with a flawless appearance is weird in every way.

An Rou gave Paopao several glances before Paopao noticed. He looked at Li Xin cautiously and shook his head.

When the player identifies a ghoul, the light screen will automatically prompt the ghoul's level, but Paopao did not receive the prompt.

Jie Xin is not a ghoul.

The rich man's face appeared at An Rou's feet, his pupils trembling, and his gurgling voice was full of anger.

After its level was upgraded to SS, it hadn't reacted so strongly to the Chosen One for a long time.

An Rou vaguely sensed that it wasn't Jie Xin who was making the move, but Chu Mo. Could this indirectly confirm that Jie Xin wasn't a player?

It's neither a player nor a ghoul, so it must be an NPC... A truly special NPC?

Forget it, since the other party has no intention of taking action, his identity can be investigated later.

Now, can we take this opportunity to remove the ink?

If sudden wealth can devour the soul of the ink-removing demon...what level is above the SSS-level ghoul?

The key is, how confident are you in getting rich quickly?

When An Rou was thinking about this, Chu Mo suddenly said, "If you want to settle down, you can give it a try."

The meaning is simple: once the rich man dies, the farm cannot be moved.

The rich man roared.

Xie Xin chuckled and said, "I advise you not to try."

An Rou's eyelids twitched, and she quickly used her mind to soothe him: [Bao Bao!]

She remembered! How familiar the current situation was!

On the night of the T21 crash, her consciousness attached itself to the blood-winged ghoul. She met two people in a dense forest somewhere. One was Chu Mo, and the other... was Jie Xin!

A mysterious man who crushed SS-level ghouls with his bare hands without wearing gloves!

The number one on the list, Chu Mo, the mysterious and terrifying Jie Xin, the SSS-level ghoul who suddenly became rich, and her... The situation was exactly the same as it was back then.

No, it was even more dangerous than before, because this time she was in the situation herself.

I can't defeat the opponent in a physical fight, so I have to use my wits to defeat the enemy in secret. There is no other way.

An Rou ordered Bao Fu to sink to the ground with a firm consciousness, exhaled silently, and put on a bright smile.

"What brings you two to my humble abode?"

Jie Xin still smiled, Chu Mo was calm, but Paopao was confused by An Rou's sudden change of expression.

"boss?"

Paopao had just made up his mind not long ago to protect his boss at all costs, but he never expected to run into two scary characters when he turned around.

He held the penalty knife in his hand, but he had no confidence at all.

An Rou patted his arm and said, "Put it away. It's not proper to receive a distinguished guest with a weapon."

Paopao looked around twice and realized that the two visitors had no intention of taking action, so he quietly put away the punishment knife. But he still stood beside Anrou.

Xie Xin looked at the densely packed buildings not far away and said with a smile, "Boss An built such a great farm, so naturally people come here to spend money because of its reputation."

"It hasn't opened yet, so you made a wasted trip." An Rou said.

"No rush, I can wait for Boss An to make all the necessary preparations." Xie Xin didn't care. "Is it okay if I haven't finished the tour yet?"

What else could An Rou say? She smiled and said, "As you wish."

She secretly observed him and found that he seemed to be covered with a layer of very fine water ripples, like water flowing over glass. His whole body exuded a sense of emptiness and unreality.

No wonder he wasn't swallowed up by the sudden wealth.

Xie Xin smiled and nodded, then took a step forward and disappeared. This kind of movement skill... had never been seen before.

An Rou turned to Chu Mo and said, "What about you? You're not here for my little ghoul, are you?"

This was her third time meeting this number one super god, but it was her first time seeing him up close.

Chu Mo is about the same height as Paopao, but he is not as strong as Paopao and is thinner, so he looks taller.

He was dressed in black, with black leather of varying sizes covering many parts of his body from his top to his pants. He wore a black belt around his waist with no hem underneath. The overall outfit looked very neat.

However, he is very different from his appearance.

First, she is too thin from body to face, so thin that she looks malnourished.

Second, he carried a dead aura about him, his face pale and bloodless. He stood beneath a tree just inside the gate, and even the newly sprouted new buds seemed to have lost their vitality.

Compared to the ghoul employees under An Rou, Chu Mo is more like a ghost. But——

An Rou silently surveyed his feet. Under Chu Mo's feet, he was stepping on a long, dark sword, about a palm's length from the ground. It was clearly a flying sword.

He is not only a player, but also the best player.

The sense of danger he brought to An Rou was even greater than that of the old man.

Xie Xin, dressed in white, spoke and laughed, like a gentle breeze, without any malice. Chu Mo, dressed entirely in black, was silent and taciturn, and when his dark eyes looked at him, there was a hint of disgust.

An Rou wondered to herself, how had she offended this old man? Was it because he had a bunch of ghouls under his command?

In short, the ink remover has bad intentions.

However, upon hearing An Rou's question, Chu Mo opened his pale, thin lips and uttered a few words in a hoarse voice: "Same as him."

Before he finished speaking, the man turned into a black line and disappeared into the depths of the farm.

Same as him?

An Rou frowned. Like Jie Xin? Was he also here to buy something because of its reputation?

Regardless of whether it's true or not, did you get my consent?!

Jie Xin still knows how to put on a show and seek the owner's consent, but you're too lazy to even install the ink removal kit, right?

An Rou stared at the direction where Chu Mo disappeared.

I’ve seen people being forced to consume, but I’ve never seen anyone being coerced into consuming. What are these two people up to?

"...Boss," Paopao wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked doubtfully, "Is our Yongan so famous? That's not right. The forum's popularity has died down..."

An Rou gritted her teeth and sneered: "Do you really believe their nonsense?"

"Uh, so we're—forced to open?"

"What kind of business is this? Who can eat such a big fish?" An Rou said, letting out a breath. "Let them go shopping. Let's install the generator first."

Paopao exclaimed, "Shouldn't we keep an eye on them? What if they get excited and kill Lao Zhang and the others?"

"Open them wide and they're fine."

An Rou connected with the consciousness of the staff through the air, and found that none of them were missing. Even the SSS-level rich were not in the eyes of Jie Xin and Chu Mo, so it was impossible for those two to be interested in other A-level ghouls.

However, to be on the safe side, An Rou did not summon Bao Fu again and walked towards the villa on foot.

I ran after him, only to see the boss suddenly stop and ask a question without even turning around: "Didn't they say Chu Mo has silver hair, like Ali?"

What I saw just now was clearly short black hair.

"Oh, I know that. It's said that when Chu Mo uses certain skills, his hair turns silver, but normally it's black."

An Rou curled her lips.

Changing hair color during battle? Acting like a Super Saiyan?

He's so good at pretending, it seems that the cold and cold look on his face is also fake.

An Younian was standing at the gate of the other courtyard. Seeing his daughter approaching, he hurriedly went to greet her: "Rou Rou, what's going on? Isn't that young man a good person?"

"No, Dad. He's my friend. I just don't know him well. I was a little surprised when he suddenly came to my house."

An Rou smiled and soothed, deliberately raising her voice and glancing at the others.

Leng Hanli looked indifferent, Heng Bobao's worry turned into joy, and the security guards led by Tian Rui showed admiration in their eyes.

Not only does he have the ability to raise ghouls, he also has so many friends who are destined to be together, and he even has the ability to let these two natural enemies coexist in the same place... He is worthy of being a farmer.

An Rou smiled bitterly. It seemed that Jie Xin had convinced these NPCs in such a short time.

Heng Bobao rushed over: "An Rou! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you knew such a handsome man of destiny?! Humph, I'm angry!"

"You are so angry." Paopao felt bad and muttered.

Heng Bobao seemed to have forgotten that he had slapped him yesterday and rolled his eyes: "I'm talking to An Rou, why are you being so sarcastic? We are all born with destiny, how come others are so beautiful? But - you are also quite unique."

Paopao was annoyed by the criticism and was stunned when he heard the words: "What characteristics?"

Heng Bobao shouted, "You are the only ordinary person I have ever met who is destined to be a god!"

"you!"

"You want to hit me? A man hitting a woman? A destiny person hitting an ordinary person? Then you are even more unique!"

Paopao was so angry that he vomited blood. He looked at Anrou with a tense face and said, "Boss, let's get down to business. We shouldn't bother with boring people."

"You're boring!" Heng Bobao grabbed An Rou's hand, "An Rou, I still have something to ask you!"

An Rou asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Heng Bobao twisted his fingers together and smiled shyly: "Can I be friends with Jie Xin?"

An Rou was just worrying about how to find out about Jie Xin's background, so she nodded and said, "Of course, he said he wants to visit the farm, so you can go find it yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Paopao gave him a resentful look.

Heng Bobao cheered and flew away happily like a bird.

An Rou walked into the villa and comforted An Younian for a while on the way. After they separated, she and Paopao went out from the back door of the villa and came to the warehouse.

The warehouse and staff dormitory are side by side, and it is also a two-story building. At first glance, it is no different from buildings in other places, except that the door is locked and the windows are tightly covered with curtains.

When you open the door, you will find that there is another metal door inside.

The iron door was covered with fist-sized steel rivets, and its edges fit tightly against the wall. Of course, the iron door wasn't connected to the building's brick wall, but to an extremely thick iron wall.

This is an old-fashioned safe found in the courtyard. It was originally only 30 centimeters long. It was probably too small and was thrown into a corner by Hengbatong to gather dust.

When An Rou asked Leng Hanli, she didn't even know when or where she got it. She probably had it before Heng Batong moved into the mayor's house.

As for safes, they are suitable for storing valuable items.

An Rou simply asked Paopao to spend money on the reconstruction, and it took a full 3 million gold to turn the original small cabinet into a "room".

Because the black color was too eye-catching, a layer of building skin was applied.

Opening an old-fashioned safe wasn't easy; there wasn't a key. An Rou closed the outer door of the small building, lit the kerosene lamp embedded in the wall, rolled up her sleeves, and began pressing the rivets on the safe's iron door one by one.

After pressing the last button, there was a heavy sound of metal mechanism turning inside the door, and then with a clang, the iron door opened.

The door frame is one meter thick, which is definitely the standard for a safe.

An Rou walked in with a kerosene lamp and saw a small hill in front of her.

Countless props, regardless of shape or grade, were piled together in a messy manner. This was An Rou's most substantial asset besides her account balance.

The vast majority of them are spoils of war from the farm ghoul wave.

An Rou walked around the hill carrying a kerosene lamp. She didn't look at the props, but at the dark iron wall.

"Boss, please stand further away. I'll take out the generator. It's quite big." Paopao said.

"No rush." ​​An Rou shook her head. "How can the machine room and props be placed together?"

"Oh, that's right." Paopao scratched his head and said something off topic, "Boss, when I have time next time, I'll sort the props into categories and pick out those with passive skills separately."

An Rou looked back at him and was silent for a moment: "Let's go, get out."

It's tacit consent.

Paopao: "What about the generator?"

"Copy another warehouse and use it as a computer room," said An Rou.

"Huh?" Paopao asked in surprise. "That's a lot of money. The safe costs 3 million, plus the shell..."

An Rou asked him back, "Can it be more expensive than a generator?"

Something that would cost tens of millions of gold to repair must of course be well protected.

Ten minutes later, an identical two-story building appeared next to the warehouse, costing a total of 4 million gold.

"The generator room can't be too closed, right?" An Rou asked Paopao. "I told you to go offline and check the information yesterday. Did you find it?"

Paopao looked embarrassed and scratched his head. "The steam generator is really too old. I can find the machine online, but I can't find the engine room..."

An Rou pondered for a moment, then connected with Zhang Da's consciousness: [Call Leng Hanli over.]

After a while, Zhang Da led Leng Hanli out of the back door of the villa. Leng Hanli's face was expressionless, but she fell behind a few steps, intentionally or unintentionally, to distance herself from Zhang Da.

Knowing that the other party was a ghoul, she was already very brave.

"Farmer." She lowered her head slightly.

An Rou asked directly, "When you visited the power plant, did you pay attention to their machine room? What did it look like?"

Leng Hanli shook her head. "We only visited the plant for a short time, so we didn't pay much attention. But I remember there was a large square building in the middle of the plant, and there was a series of round holes near the roof."

The round holes are connected like a dotted line, which is very conspicuous, so I have a slight impression of it.

An Rou nodded: "Okay, you can go back."

Leng Hanli turned around and couldn't help but ask, "Did the farmer...get the generator?"

An Rou smiled slightly: "The electricity will be connected soon."

A look of shock flashed across Leng Hanli's face.

An Rou's smile faded: "Why, are you disappointed?"

Leng Hanli quickly calmed down, her eyes firm: "Everyone has their own responsibility. This matter has nothing to do with Bo Bao. Please ask the farmer..."

"Have you memorized the employee code of conduct?" An Rou interrupted her.

Leng Hanli was startled: "...I memorized it."

An Rou: "Then get busy."

Leng Hanli wanted to say something, but Zhang Da leaned over. She had no choice but to shut up and walk back to the villa.

Paopao was confused: "Boss, what's going on? What's disappointment? Everyone has their own responsibility."

An Rou looked up at the second floor of the machine room and said nonchalantly, "Leng Hanli told me the news about the power plant replacing equipment because she hoped I would die outside."

Even if they were NPCs, no one would be willing to be imprisoned and have their freedom restricted by others. Let alone the mayor's wife who had long been in a superior position.

“?——!” Paopao glared, “She’s doing something bad?!”

"The news is true, but the motive is impure at best."

Paopao was very angry: "Why keep such a person? Get rid of him!"

An Rou glanced at him with a smile: "If we drive Leng Hanli away, should we drive Heng Batong away? Should we drive Heng Bobao away? Or there is another option, which is to turn them all into ghouls. They will be loyal and won't reveal any clues about the farm."

"Uh," Paopao hesitated, "There's no need to be so extreme, right?"

This child's thoughts are written all over his face.

She is quite compatible with Heng Bobao.

An Rou patted his face and said, "Don't worry, Leng Hanli has memorized the employee code of conduct and won't play tricks again. If you really want to be picky, it's not her fault. I was the one who asked the question, and she didn't lie. Her only mistake was that she underestimated our abilities."

Can steal generators from heavily guarded trains.

Compared to the group of Gal members, the two uninvited "guests" on the farm made An Rou helpless.

We can't defeat them even if we fight them, and we don't know their details, so it's difficult to outsmart them.

In that case, let's just focus on the matter at hand.

An Rou raised her chin and said, "As Leng Hanli said, open a circle of ventilation holes on the second floor. Don't make them too big... maybe the size of a fist."

If the opening is too wide, it will be easy for someone to break in, and the safe that was copied at great expense will become a decoration.

A few minutes later, a circle of small round holes appeared on the top of the second floor, which was hidden by the eaves.

"How much?" An Rou asked.

Paopao raised two fingers and said, "200,000 gold."

It’s okay. Rebuilding the entire computer room cost 4.2 million gold, which is not too expensive.

Now comes the highlight.

An Rouhe Paopao walked into the building and closed the two doors.

Paopao took out a "night pearl". After consuming energy to activate it, the night pearl emitted a bright white light, dispelling the darkness in the computer room.

The actual name of this item is "Thunder Ball". It is unknown which camp it came from. It is a disposable weapon.

If you give it enough energy, it will explode. Its attack power is 300 points, which is not high, but it wins in AOE damage. If you don't give it enough energy, it will just glow, making it a good lighting prop.

Paopao put the thunder bead on the ground and walked to the middle of the machine room.

Of course, it was impossible to copy the props piled up like a mountain. After all, they were not everyday props. Now the entire computer room was empty.

Paopao thought about it, and three generators left the life props column and appeared in front of him.

Each one is half a person's height and square in shape, and when connected together they look like a long square.

An Rou observed the gray surface of the machine and the intricate network of metal pipes - she really couldn't understand it.

It doesn’t matter, just spend the money.

"Try it." She said to Paopao.

Paopao took out a gold coin and placed it on the surface of the generator, and the gold coin disappeared.

An Rou was a little nervous for a rare moment, and silently said to herself: Don’t make it too expensive, don’t make it too expensive…

Although he had already prepared to spend all his money, he still felt the pain when he actually spent all the 80 million gold in his account.

She didn't look at the running screen, but closed her eyes and asked, "How much?"

Paopao's surprised voice reached his ears: "10 million! Boss, 10 million gold can restore one!"

Three generators, that's 30 million gold.

An Rou exhaled, then frowned: If it only costs 10 million gold to rebuild it, then the "factory price" of this thing shouldn't be too high. Why would the Longyan Guild take the time and effort to transport it by train?

She recalled the densely packed boxes in carriage No. 18, and immediately understood, in two words - a large quantity.

There are at least twenty or thirty generators in the carriage. Even if we calculate based on the factory price of 1 million yuan per unit, it would cost 30 million yuan.

This is not a one-time deal. Firstly, it happens every month. Secondly, there are so many devices to be replaced at one time. The scale of the generators in the first-level power plant is far beyond imagination.

No wonder the factory has eight security stations and a Longyan branch.

An Rou was delighted and transferred money to Paopao.

After spending 30 million gold, the three generators were as bright as new, and even the mottled paint surface became smooth.

"Don't be too happy yet," An Rou said to herself and Paopao, "Fuel may not be cheap. Go get some coal briquettes."

Paopao shook his head. "Boss, I checked last night. The calorific value of burning household coal briquettes is too low to be used as generator fuel. Furthermore, burning regular coal produces black smoke, which easily exposes the farm's location."

"so?"

"So we have to use anthracite, which has the highest calorific value. Although it produces white smoke during combustion, it is very little."

This is a completely unfamiliar field for An Rou, the pain of liberal arts students.

Fortunately, there was Paopao. Otherwise, even if An Rou wanted to check, she wouldn't be able to even log off, let alone search for information online.

Paopao continued, "I went to the kitchen to try it out after I got online this morning, but I couldn't reshape the coal briquettes into anthracite. I guess it's because the raw materials are different. Luckily, I did some research on the raw materials of anthracite... Well, actually, all coal is carbon, but..."

"I know charcoal and coal are two different things." An Rou interrupted him, "Just tell me the result."

Paopao took something out from the prop column and spread it in the palm of his hand to show Anrou.

An Rou frowned: "Is this... a wild vegetable?"

Paopao nodded vigorously: "I found it in the garden of the other courtyard. If I remember correctly, it should be called cucumber fragrance. It is usually used as a cold dish!"

"Get to the point!"

"Oh... the internet says that the coal used to make anthracite is mainly made from spore plants and ferns from the Paleozoic era. So..."

An Rou understood, not only the logic that Paopao wanted to express, but also the word "Paleozoic".

She just happened to know the word.

"So you want to use your gold coins to turn this green vegetable into coal that was buried underground hundreds of millions of years ago?"

What a fairy tale!

Is the setting of this game so outrageous?

As it turns out, it's really that outrageous.

Paopao placed the cucumber yellow on the ground, continuously putting gold coins on it, and at the same time clicked on various options that popped up on the light screen.

Adjusting humidity, oxygen, pressure, microorganisms... every step is chosen carefully, but the speed is not slow.

An Rou didn't understand, but was deeply shocked.

She always thought that the reshaping of any daily props was limited, and there were at most three or four levels of subdivision options under the original item, but Paopao had already chosen dozens of times!

Moreover, each time it only costs the most basic 1 gold coin!

When An Rou lost consciousness, the wild vegetables on the ground had disappeared. She was startled and asked, "Where are the things?"

How come it disappeared after changing so much?

Paopao clasped his hands together, smiling sweetly: "Boss, hold your breath!"

He slowly raised one hand, and in the palm of his hand, a grain of black sand lay quietly.

It is so small that it can be blown away by the airflow generated by breathing if you are not careful.

Paopao glanced down, then looked at the boss expectantly, but An Rou pressed a handful of gold coins into his palm without saying a word, then took two steps back.

"Grow bigger quickly!" An Rou said.

If such a small grain of sand is lost, how can we find it back?

She saw Paopao scratching his head, then clicking on the light screen.

Caught off guard, Paopao fell forward and screamed, "My foot!"

It turned out that the grain of sand became bigger than a basketball in the blink of an eye. Paopao couldn't hold it and it hit his foot.

An Rou was stunned again. This thing... is so cheap?

There were only twenty or thirty gold coins that she stuffed into Paopao's hand.

But that's true, purifying the farmland for toxicity and duplicating pond water consumes very little gold coins.

After discussing with Paopao at that time, An Rou came to a conclusion: It doesn't cost money to reshape things that are free or of very low value in the game world.

It seems that the same is true for anthracite.

In other words, in the future, farms will not need to worry about fuel issues when generating electricity. They can get as much electricity as they need!

An Rou walked forward happily, touched two handfuls of black coal balls with extreme tenderness, and then held Paopao's face.

"Paopao, great job! With so many remodeling options, how did you know what to choose?"

Paopao was completely unaware of his cat-like appearance. He chuckled and said, "I've been up half the night researching the principles of coal formation. I can recite several papers by heart."

"Not bad, not bad." An Rou patted his face again, "I believe you are a top student, very good! If you make great contributions, you can pick any ten props in the warehouse."

“Thank you, boss!”

Repairing the generator and fuel doesn't mean the farm will have electricity. There's still some finishing work to do.

When rebuilding the farm, Anrou specifically asked Paopao to preserve and improve the wiring structure and connect the circuits of each building together. The same was true for the small second floor of the safe shell.

The machine was now ready, but the machine room was newly built and needed to be connected to the warehouse's wiring. Furthermore, the cables required for the generators were different from ordinary household wiring and also needed to be rewired.

The reshaping process is much simpler than making anthracite.

Runpao pulled the reserved wire over, thickened it with gold coins, transformed it into a cable, and connected it to the generator. Then he opened the box cover on the side of the generator and stuffed the copied coal briquettes into it.

Above the box cover, there is a hand-pull switch, which is the switch to start the generator.

Paopao took a few deep breaths and looked at Anrou: "Boss, are you ready?"

An Rou smiled and nodded.

-

The sun moved westward, casting a large shadow on the back of the barren mountain, shrouding the farm in shadow.

It was just after three in the afternoon, and most of the farm was already dark. The already dark courtyard was even darker. Li Kangfu was chopping vegetables in the kitchen when he suddenly cried out, "Ouch!"

An Younian hurried over and asked, "What's wrong? Did you cut your hand?"

Li Kangfu was still terrified: "That was almost the case. This room is too dark."

An Younian: "I'll go light the oil lamp."

He turned around and was grabbed by Li Kangfu's clothes: "Brother An, did you hear the sound?"

"What's that sound?"

Before An Younian finished speaking, there was a crackling sound above their heads. They both looked up at the same time.

Li Kangfu said in panic: "Oh, Brother An, my eyes are all white, am I blind?"

An Younian raised his hand to shield his eyes, looked at the bright white light bulb through his fingers, and murmured, "I'm not blind, I'm just getting an electric shock."

Nowadays, only wealthy families can afford to install high-wattage, high-brightness incandescent lamps.

Ah Hu once thought he was dead.

He had bad luck. A year ago, his home was haunted by a ghoul, his parents died instantly, and his house collapsed and became uninhabitable. He had no money to rebuild, so he secretly lived in the hotel's cellar, hiding it from everyone, not even the shopkeeper Jin who was responsible for closing the restaurant.

A few days ago, he was sleeping when the ground beneath him suddenly shook and the cabinet in the cellar fell over. Not only did he break his hands and feet, but a piece of the cabinet edge happened to get stuck in his mouth.

Forget about calling for help, I couldn't even cry.

In this way, he woke up and woke up in pain in the darkness, and finally lost consciousness.

Until a beam of strong light hit my eyelids.

The internal organs that had finally forgotten the pain began to ache again.

Ah Hu opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at the bright white light bulb on the ceiling a few steps away and the figure under the bulb, feeling a little dazed.

"Jin... Shopkeeper..."

Shopkeeper Jin heard the sound and hurried over, pointing at the lamp: "There's electricity, Dahu, our farm has electricity!"

A farm? Ah Hu was getting more and more confused. Wasn't he in the restaurant? What farm?

Meihong sat at the table, watching her cousin opposite her with squinted eyes, trying several times but failing to thread the needle.

She held out her hand: "Let me do it."

Before he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly appeared above his head.

Meihong looked up and heard Qiaojie's joyful voice: "The call came in. It's just in time. If we get these shoes out today, Brother Nian can wear them tomorrow morning."

In the orchard, Heng Batong had just cleaned the shit in the chicken coop. He threw the dustpan and broom under the tree, smelled the smell on his sleeves, and almost vomited.

There seemed to be colorful light shining through the heavy shadows of the trees.

Heng Batong squinted his eyes and looked outside, his eyelids twitching: Lights! There were lights everywhere in that building!

The farm has electricity? How is that possible? Where did the generator come from?

A series of questions flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but walk out, but after a few steps, he stepped back.

Under a fruit tree, an employee acting as a supervisor had a stern face and stared at him coldly.

Heng Batong gritted his teeth, picked up the winnowing basket and started applying fertilizer.

Beside the vegetable patch, Xiang Sao sat on a small stool and cracked peanuts.

The old man next to me suddenly spat out a mouthful of melon seed shells: "The electricity is on, the electricity is on! Oh my God, where on earth did the farmer come from to actually give this place electricity?! - Old woman, I'm going to take a walk around the street."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Sao raised her elbow and hit him accurately on the chin.

Li Xiang cried out in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood: "You old woman!"

Mrs. Xiang didn't even raise her head: "What's your business if the electricity is turned on? I asked you to water the vegetable garden, did you do it?"

"What the hell is that water!" Li Xiang said, covering his mouth. "Isn't that secretary the one who sent the gods? Just sprinkle some gold coins on them and the vegetables will grow so well!"

Mrs. Xiang sneered, "You're throwing money here and there. How much money can you afford to do this? If you still want to die peacefully here, water this piece of land for me today!"

Li Xiang was furious, but he still picked up the bucket and went to the fish pond.

Heng Bobao changed into a snow-white gauze dress, looking ethereal, and followed behind Jie Xin.

When she had just found someone not long ago, she hesitated for a moment. Because on the roof next to Jie Xin, there was a person lying there, with a cold and desolate face, but also a unique charm.

Needless to say, it must be An Rou's friend who is destined to be with her.

Heng Bobao was very conflicted for a while, and decided to get closer to Jie Xin first. After all, he always had a smile on his face, and he looked approachable at first glance.

She followed Jie Xin's shadow, step by step, and rarely spoke a word, quiet and peaceful like a lady from a noble family.

After a while, the sun went down the mountain. Xie Xin finally turned around and asked with a smile, "Miss Heng, the shadow is gone. Where should we step next?"

Heng Bo Baoxia's cheeks were flushed, and he was hesitating how to respond when he suddenly saw several people running out of the barber shop not far ahead.

Qingqing, Aya, and Baozi, who is two years younger than them.

“There’s electricity, there’s electricity, the farm has electricity!”

From the further corner of the street, a figure came running over and joined the three people's cheers.

Manager Liang glanced at Heng Bobao inadvertently and suddenly fell silent. After a pause, he quickly walked over and said loudly, "Miss, the farm called. Miss, you can get your hair done again!"

Ever since he and Heng Batong had a falling out, he has been embarrassed to face Heng Bobao and Leng Hanli.

Leng Hanli was fine, as mature people quickly grasped the boundaries. But Heng Bobao still called him "Butler Liang, Butler Liang" every time he saw him.

Manager Liang wasn't angry, he just felt guilty. After all, he had watched the young lady grow up, and he knew her character very well.

"Butler Liang!" Heng Bobao called out as usual, picked up her skirt and trotted over.

She had already been quickly infected by the cheerful mood of the boys and girls, and she couldn't help but forget about the handsome man in front of her, and passed by Jie Xin.

Just at this moment, streams of electricity passed through the streets and alleys, lighting up the colorful neon lights.

The dreamy lights sprinkled on Heng Bobao's sweet smile, spreading vivid and lively colors.

Xie Xin couldn't help but pause.

Only after Heng Bobao ran away did he retract his gaze, lift his foot, and step to Chu Mo's side.

The neon lights illuminated the black roof and also gave his white robe a layer of colorful color.

The wind blows, the robe flutters, and the long hair flutters slightly, as if a god has descended to earth.

"Have you ever thought," he lowered his eyes to look at Chu Mo, "how beautiful they would be if the broken parts were completed?"

Chu Mo closed his eyes and said hoarsely after a long while: "You don't even believe this kind of nonsense, and you expect me to believe it?"

Xie Xin nodded slightly: "I didn't believe it before, but now that she appears, it's not impossible. You hate her so much, it's not possible..."

The rest of his words were blocked by Chu Mo's cold gaze.

Chu Mo said expressionlessly: "I don't believe in Him."

Him, or her?

Xie Xin smiled helplessly. That's all, just the same idea.

-

A few kilometers away from the city wall, a silver meteor streaked across the gray-blue sky and landed on the top of the wall.

Two more people climbed up from the wall and stood beside him.

"Captain, we've been looking for it for so long and still can't find it. Are you sure it's in this direction?" Heigs asked.

Yali glanced away with sharp eyes: "You are doubting me."

Heigs lowered his head quickly: "That's not what I meant."

China frowned. "Hagrid meant that the speed of Chumo's flying sword was too fast, and there was a possibility that the captain was mistaken."

Yali's eyes grew colder. "That's also suspicion of me. In that case, you two should return to the first-level area and report the theft of the generator to headquarters."

The guard team was a temporary team, and Ali was only the temporary captain. This attitude made Qina very unhappy even though he was a great god.

But Ali's threat hit the mark.

T23 started from Lengbing City, but because of her mistake, it was severely damaged and lost three generators that Ghost Island wanted to recover... With her family background, she couldn't afford to pay for it.

If she were discovered by headquarters, she would definitely lose her position as captain of the execution team. Even Heigs might be demoted and split off to another team.

China suppressed her displeasure and was about to apologize when Heigs suddenly said, "There's a light over there!"

Qina looked in the direction of his arm and saw colorful lights lighting up continuously in the gray valley, as if an invisible hand had spread a blanket of light over the valley.

The light casts a shadow over the building.

"Let's go and take a look." Yali said, activating the movement skill of the Silver Wind Mace and flying towards the valley.

China and Heigs had no flying skills, so they could only use their weapons to climb down the wall and then use the Wind Step to fly over.

Qina was furious and ran at full speed, soon leaving Heigs behind.

Heigs yelled, "China, why are you running so fast?!"

Qina said without even turning her head: "Of course it's revenge!"

If that oriental woman is really hiding there, she must find her out!

This time, I must let her experience what the ultimate and exciting humiliation is!

-

The room was filled with white smoke, and the generators were barely visible. Fortunately, ventilation holes had been opened beforehand, otherwise it would have been fatal.

The smoke produced by anthracite is so heavy that I can’t imagine how scary the black smoke produced by burning other types of coal would be.

An Rouhe and Paopao covered their mouths and noses and walked out of the door. When they looked up, they saw the red electric lantern lit up on the back door of the villa.

"Done?"

"It should be done." An Rou suppressed her smile. "Lock the computer room first. We'll go around and check if there's a problem with the wiring. By the way, let's discuss who will look after the computer room."

Even with the double insurance of staff dormitories and safes, one person is still required to be responsible for adding fuel.

An Rou thought roughly and decided that a ghoul employee who didn't need to eat or rest would be the most suitable.

Moreover, ghouls have the ability to heal themselves, so they won't die no matter how long they are tortured.

A question suddenly occurred to her: "With only a generator and no batteries or anything like that... doesn't that mean the farm needs electricity all day and all night?"

It would be a waste if we didn't need to turn on the lights most of the time during the day.

But we cannot completely cut off the power, as electrical appliances such as refrigerators and hair dryers are still needed during the day.

Paopao closed the door and smiled when he heard this: "Don't worry, boss. Although this steam generator is backward, it also has its advanced features. It generates electricity and stores electricity in one."

When he put the equipment into the props column, he saw a simple prop introduction. Otherwise, he would have no idea how to add fuel or how to turn it on.

The technological level of this world is indeed both backward and advanced. An Rou sighed again.

The two of them did not use any movement skills, but walked slowly along the alley between the villa and the staff dormitory.

This road was originally a dirt road, but it was paved with bluestone bricks during the reconstruction process. People were arranged to clean it every day, so it is very clean.

The staff dormitory was still dark, the only building without electrical wiring. Ghouls' noses worked better than their eyes, and they didn't have the normal needs of eating, drinking, defecating, or urinating, so they didn't need electricity.

After passing the staff dormitory and reaching the corner of the villa, An Rou's eyes lit up.

The Yong'an Hotel and Yong'an Guesthouse within sight, as well as the Yong'an Bathhouse and Yong'an Ballroom across the pond, are all brightly lit and glittering with neon lights.

"Boss!" Paopao jumped up excitedly.

With land, houses, residents, and now electricity, the farm has become a mini town with independent circulation.

Before Paopao became an adult, he had played some games like base tower defense management, but they were all separated by a screen and could not be compared with the holographic perception of the Soul-Calling Song.

The sense of accomplishment then was worlds apart from what it is now.

He retracted his excited gaze, looked at An Rou, and his smile froze.

An Rou lowered her head, her expression solemn. On the ground, the huge face of the wealthy man loomed.

"What's wrong?"

An Rou frowned: "Bao Bao said someone is coming."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the distant sky.

"Baobao, go down and hide!"

"It's Ali!"

She recognized the silver shooting star.