Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 43 This Fateful Arrangement (Read More)

"Song Siye, you called me?"

Lu Ming rubbed his hands and stood behind Song Xinyuan with a grin on his face.

"From today on, your daily quota of monster meat is fifty kilograms. Also, you are not allowed to gamble with others or take up other people's quotas."

It was obvious that what had happened in the past few days had reached the higher-ups. Lu Ming kept shouting, "Song Siye promised me that you could eat as much as you wanted and it's free," which made Song Xinyuan very embarrassed.

He just agreed casually, who knew this guy could eat so much.

However, no matter how much you eat, it is useless. Without the martial body of heaven and earth attributes, when you reach the stage of nurturing true qi, without the blessing of these attributes, your strength will be very weak.

Even though Lu Ming now has a strength of ten thousand pounds, he is still not enough in front of those Qi warriors who possess the attributes of heaven and earth.

In the eyes of the upper echelons of Wujingtang, it was impossible to spend so many resources on Lu Ming.

"No, Song Siye, you promised me that you can eat as much as you want and it's free..."

The smile on Lu Ming's face froze all of a sudden. Only fifty kilograms of meat a day was not enough to fill his teeth.

"Shut up!"

Hearing Lu Ming complaining about his poverty as usual, Song Xinyuan felt the veins on his brow twitching. This is not going to stop, is it?

"How about this, what exactly do you want me to do to give me enough monster meat? Otherwise, I won't have enough to eat every day, and if the news gets out, it will be a disgrace to our Martial Temple."

Lu Ming is now in conflict with Song Xinyuan. If you have the ability, fire me. Otherwise, who would do such a useless thing?

Song Xinyuan was also troubled by this scoundrel's reckless attitude. Although his low-level martial arts potential was not high, he was still a genius after all. Moreover, the other party was only able to absorb a little. If he directly killed or expelled him, it would be an exaggeration.

"Since you're so serious about doing some work, how about this: you take charge of feeding the Meat Mountain. I can then decide and give you an extra fifty kilograms a day."

"Fifty kilograms is too little, it should be at least five hundred kilograms."

"Five hundred pounds is impossible. At most I can give you another hundred pounds."

"Four hundred!"

"two hundred!"

"make a deal!"

Lu Ming agreed immediately, and Song Xinyuan's face darkened.

"I tell you, the Meat Mountain is the foundation of the Martial Temple. You must be dedicated and responsible."

Although he was unhappy, Song Xinyuan still said a few more words.

Lu Ming patted his chest so loudly that he almost swore an oath.

……

"This...this is too big..."

"If I find a chance to eat it, I'll be flying!"

Lu Ming looked up at the front. What kind of monster was this? It was just a pile of fat, with a bald appearance and pink-white skin. It looked like a pig that had been squeezed into a ball, with fat and flesh flowing freely.

But to exaggerate, this piece of meat is dozens of feet high, really like a mountain. Standing in front of it, you can only feel the oppression.

The lump of fat squirmed slightly, and within the folds of flesh and the cracks of skin, one could see its dark eyes and facial features. But in the lower half of the flesh, a nearly five-foot-wide mouth occasionally opened and closed. Some disciples of the Martial Temple stood on a high platform, shoveling a pile of feed into its mouth with a shovel.

He swallowed the flesh and blood in just a few gulps. When Lu Ming saw this strange monster, his eyes widened.

"This is the Meat Mountain. The reason why the Martial Temple has the confidence to supply monster meat to the forces that possess the Demon Slaying Order is because of the Meat Mountain."

"The Meat Mountain has a strong ability to recover. As long as it's fed promptly, even if part of its body is cut off, it can grow back quickly."

Song Xinyuan and Lu Ming introduced.

"From today on, you will temporarily join the Wujingtang's [Beast Breeding Department]. Your daily duties will be to transport feed from the warehouse and feed the meat mountain. You will be working for at least three hours a day, and someone will take your place."

Song Xinyuan continued to explain to Lu Ming that not all the people in the Wujingtang were martial arts geniuses. In fact, there were also some people with better martial arts talent who were responsible for different duties. Generally, the task of feeding the meat mountain could be left to ordinary disciples, and there was no need to let martial arts geniuses do it.

But they couldn't bear to see Lu Ming eating for free, so they sent him to do some work.

"no problem!"

Lu Ming agreed without hesitation, his eyes darting back and forth over the Meat Mountain. How could he describe this feeling? The last time such a fateful arrangement occurred was probably when the monkeys were sent to look after the Peach Garden.

This guy makes people scratch their heads, feel anxious and worried.

"Brother Lu, please follow me."

After arranging everything, Song Xinyuan handed Lu Ming over to a disciple of the [Beast Breeding Department].

Although Lu Ming was disliked by other martial arts geniuses, ordinary warriors did not dare to look down on him and politely led him to the warehouse.

"Brother Lu, a cart of feed weighs about 1,000 kilograms, enough for the meat mountain to eat for half an hour. Come back and get more after you've finished eating."

"It's best not to feed more than a cup of tea apart, otherwise the meat mountain will become depressed and meat production will decrease."

The disciple politely explained all the matters to Lu Ming. Lu Ming nodded repeatedly, but it was unclear whether he had listened carefully or not.

"So...I have something I want to inquire about."

Just as his disciple was chattering on with his introduction, Lu Ming suddenly interrupted.

"Excuse me, how do you usually cut the meat from the Meat Mountain? This is a large living creature. Do you just cut it alive like that? Isn't that too cruel?"

Lu Ming was a little curious. It was like if you wanted to eat the freshest beef, you would cut a knife on the butt of a live cow, apply Yunnan Baiyao on it, and wait until it healed before cutting it again.

"Brother, you may not know that monsters like Meat Mountain are naturally greedy and have no restraint. They grow as much as they eat. If we don't help cut their flesh and blood frequently, they might even die suddenly from exceeding their growth limit."

"Furthermore, the flesh mountain itself has no sense of pain and heals quickly. When we cut into its flesh, we're essentially extending its lifespan."

Although the disciple didn't know why Lu Ming asked this question, he still patiently explained.

"That's it."

Lu Ming nodded. It was truly a magical life form. He had heard of cattle and horses being born with holy bodies before, but he had never thought that there were also cattle and sheep being born with holy bodies.

"Okay, then go ahead and get busy. I understand the process. If I have any questions, I'll come back to you."

After the disciple finished giving the instructions, Lu Ming also completed the handover with the warehouse.

He picked up a few large bags and casually tossed them into the trailer nearby. With such a small amount of stuff, he saw it as a joke. He could easily carry them over, not even using a trailer.

To some extent, the arrangement that Wu Miao made for him was truly insightful. This kind of physically demanding work was truly suitable for Lu Ming.

(End of this chapter)