Published: March 11, 2025
CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE: Even Mosquitoes Are Meat
Galen did not feel pain, but that did not mean Zhao Hai was unaffected. He couldn't help but feel heartache. He understood that in the future, when his level was high enough, the gold coins in his space would be usable outside. Spending money like this now meant he was using up future funds. How could he not feel pain?
However, discussing it now was pointless; he could only wait. After selling the radishes and having money, he could proceed with the next plan.
Galen noticed Zhao Hai's unhappiness and suddenly smiled, saying, "Young master, we haven't collected plant seeds from the forest much while hurrying on our journey. How about we go to the forest now and see if we can collect some useful seeds? If we can, we won't need to buy seeds, and our space can also be upgraded."
Zhao Hai smiled bitterly, not holding out too much hope. After all, the Ark Continent had a recorded history of several tens of thousands of years. In this time, although their agriculture hadn’t developed well, it wasn’t too bad either. The crops they used now were carefully selected. Take Rice Bamboo, for example; when its seeds were stored in the space, they immediately replaced the rice, which represented that Rice Bamboo was superior to rice. Even so, Rice Bamboo's assessment in the space wasn't very high, let alone those wild plants growing in the fields. They probably played a lesser role than those cultivated crops.
But for Zhao Hai, at this moment, even mosquitoes were meat; a little was better than nothing. So, he nodded and said, "Alright, but this task still needs Grandpa Galen to handle it. Or should I have Zhao Qian help you?"
Galen shook his head and said, "No need, I can handle it myself. This way, when we collect other plant seeds in the future, no one else will find it odd. If they find the radishes we sell, we will have an excuse."
Zhao Hai hadn’t thought of this aspect. He nodded, "Alright, then let's do it this way. But Grandpa Galen, please be careful. Just search the nearby mountains. Last time someone poisoned us, they could do it again."
Galen laughed and said, "Young master, don't worry. I'll be cautious. I'll take water and dry food with me, prepared by myself, so there won’t be any issues."
Zhao Hai nodded, "When you go out, the water you take must be Spatial Water. This way, even if someone tries to poison you, the Spatial Water can hold out for a while. And you mustn't go too far. If not, let’s send an undead being to follow you. If anything happens, you can ride back quickly on the undead being."
Galen smiled, "That's unnecessary. I think I can manage on my own."
Zhao Hai shook his head, "How about this: I'll have the shapeshifter accompany you. The space inside the shapeshifter is not small. If you find anything good, you can have it brought back directly. Otherwise, you’ll only have a big bag to carry, and it might not fit much."
Galen considered this and nodded, "Alright then, but can the shapeshifter understand me?"
Zhao Hai laughed, "No problem. Since the last upgrade, I've noticed the shapeshifter has become much smarter. Aside from not being able to speak, I feel it’s not much different from an ordinary person. Don’t worry."
Only then did Galen nod, "Okay, I’ll head out now."
Zhao Hai smiled, "No need to rush; those things on the mountain won’t run away. Recently, there hasn’t been much going on in the manor. We can only wait until Laura returns before we can take action. You should take a little more time to rest in the manor."
Galen smiled and agreed. Just as Zhao Hai said, it was quite safe around Rubble Mountain during this period. Neither the Versailles Family nor other forces were inclined to provoke them. Zhao Hai's outer identity was that of a dark mage, and nobody wanted to mess with a dark mage.
At that moment, Merlin and the others also came over; it was time for lunch. Merlin approached Zhao Hai and Galen to invite them for a meal.
Seeing that Galen was already up, Merlin promptly asked, "How did it go? Did you succeed?"