Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Jiang Qiushui felt a sharp pain in his head, his brows immediately knitted together in pain, and a faint groan escaped his lips:

“Oh, it hurts, it hurts, my head hurts!!”

She pointed at Lu Liluo with all her strength:

"No, you, you are not human, who are you...?"

Lu Liluo said nothing, but just activated the Soul Devouring Technique and increased the suction force in his palm.

Soon, the soul in Jiang Qiushui's body was pulled, gradually loosening, and even began to struggle to escape. Jiang Qiushui suddenly felt that something was wrong, and relying on an instinct, he desperately tried to fight against this force.

Unfortunately it's of no use.

The otherworldly soul that resided within her body was quickly attracted and peeled out. Lu Liluo then brought his technique to its peak, and the soul was instantly peeled out.

On the bed, Jiang Qiu Shui's body suddenly went limp and motionless, and it was obvious that he had no vital signs.

At the same time, the soul from another world that had separated from this body began to struggle desperately, trying to escape from Lu Liluo's palm.

How could Lu Liluo possibly do as he wished?

She sneered and continued to practice her skills. The soul's struggling strength became weaker and weaker, and its solid state began to gradually dissipate.

At the same time, Lu Liluo only felt that his soul and body were extremely comfortable, as if he had eaten something tonic, and he felt warm and full of strength.

The whole person was so happy that he felt like he was floating in the air.

Lu Liluo realized almost immediately that this feeling was like taking drugs, easily becoming addictive. But she didn't stop.

Until this otherworldly soul completely dissipated under her hands.

Lu Li Luo flipped his palm and put away the skills.

After practicing the "Soul-Devouring Art" for such a long time, he had been stuck at the second level, but he suddenly broke through to the third level.

Lu Liluo: “…”

She only devoured one soul, but it had such a good effect?

[Because you, host, devoured the male protagonist of the small world, he still has 30% of his luck, so the effect is so good.]

Mao Tuanzi promptly explained in his sea of consciousness:

[The effect of ordinary souls is not so good~]

"Oh,"

Lu Liluo said he understood.

"So, eating Wei Shimu's soul can also achieve this effect?"

Mao Tuanzi: “…”

It’s over.

Will its host turn into some soul-eating maniac who specializes in eating human souls?

Lu Liluo, who read the fluctuations of the Maotuan subsystem, said: "..."

She's not that perverted, okay?

So far, she has only been interested in the souls of the male and female protagonists in the small world.

If Mao Tuanzi knew her idea, he would definitely tremble even more. Isn't this idea even more perverted?

After taking a look at the body lying on the bed, Lu Liluo could now see that there was no soul inside.

So she didn't stay any longer and teleported back to the palace.

While soaking in the fairy pond water in the space, he asked the Husky Wolf:

"Mao Tuanzi, where did Wei Shimu go?"

[Host, it's no wonder you didn't expect Wei Shimu to have gone to the imperial farm near our Laizi Village.]

Lu Liluo: “?”

"Is Wei Shimu addicted to farming?"

【No, host.】

Before Wei Shimu escaped from the Jiang family, he had some planning and took his identity document with him. However, there was still a gate fork on it, so he could not enter the city.

Moreover, with his unique body shape, it was impossible for him to disguise himself and enter the city like Jiang Tianming did.

It just so happened that Huangzhuang Linqiu was recruiting tenant farmers, providing food and accommodation, and paying 300 coins a month. In order to have a full meal, Wei Shimu, who had nowhere to stay, had no choice but to paint his face black and apply for the job.

He is lucky.

This crop of beans ripened a little too quickly, and to prevent them from being left in the fields, the village head was also in a hurry to recruit workers. By some strange coincidence, Wei Shimu actually managed to sneak in.

But now his name is not Wei Shimu, but "Shitou".

In the imperial village.

After a morning of work, all the hired workers were squatting in a makeshift shed at the edge of the field, holding a bowl and eating voraciously.

Wei Shimu was also among them.

But his broad and large frame still made him stand out from the crowd at a glance.

"The one called Stone, come here,"

The foreman waved at him and stuffed a large bowl of edamame into his hands:

"This pot contains the fattest and tenderest beans picked from our fields. Chef Cai specifically requested it this morning. Hurry up and take it to the small kitchen in front and hand it to Chef Cai personally... Do you understand?"

"Understood, Master Foreman,"

Wei Shimu lowered his head and responded meekly.

Wei Shimu had been wearing a turban over his face after working all morning, so his features were hidden. The foreman nodded in satisfaction.

Although this man surnamed Wei is fat, he is still very strong when working.

He has been quite satisfied with it these days.

Seeing Wei Shimu carrying the basin and about to leave, he reminded him again:

"We have distinguished guests coming to the manor today. You must leave quickly and come back quickly. Don't wander around... If you accidentally disturb the distinguished guests, they might get killed, and I won't be able to help you..."

"I know, little one!"

In the small kitchen.

Chef Cai took the bowl of edamame from Wei Shimu, crushed a bean with his fingertips, and then shoveled it around in the bowl with his hands.

Nodding with satisfaction:

"Well, you, Mr. Mao, picked a good pot of beans. You're so thoughtful!"

He then directed Wei Shimu:

"Time is running out. The kitchen is short of one person. Can you help me watch the stove for a while?" Seeing Wei Shimu hesitated, he smiled and said:

"Don't worry. It won't delay you for long. If it does, I'll tell the village head Mao not to deduct your wages."

Since Chef Cai said so, Wei Shimu couldn't refuse.

Although most of the people in the imperial farm are servants, their status is also different.

People like Chef Cai, who are at the top of the food chain among servants, have the opportunity to meet the master and may even have the opportunity to speak to the master.

So Wei Shimu had no choice but to sit down and watch the fire.

I wonder if it's what Foreman Mao said, that a distinguished guest is coming today. There are actually many people busy in the kitchen. Chef Cai is just one of them.

Wei Shimu squatted in front of Chef Cai's stove, adding firewood while watching everyone busy in the kitchen, coming in and out.

While Chef Cai was taking care of other stews, he skillfully washed the edamame, put the beans into the pot, and added a variety of seasonings.

After a while, the fresh and fragrant smell of beans wafted out.

Add to that other dishes prepared in the kitchen, including fish, shrimp, meat, and various vegetables newly grown in the fields, and they interweave to create a lively and rich atmosphere of home.

Wei Shimu stared at these things blankly, his mind a little dazed for a moment.