The owner of Farm No. 666 stared tensely at his land.
Having his home raided twice in a row had cost him a massive amount of gold.
If this continued, he would likely lose any chance at becoming the champion of this wager.
That was absolutely unacceptable to him.
After all, this wager had been organized by Zhao Zihong, the Wealth God King.
Once he won, he would establish a connection with Zhao Zihong, the Wealth God King. That meant abundant resources and an incomparably smooth road to godhood.
"I have to win this wager. Cuihua, once I win, I'll take the resources I earn and go back home to marry you!" The owner of Farm No. 666 muttered softly about his dream.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
The crops at Farm No. 666 grew rapidly, and all sorts of crops with long growth cycles had already taken root.
All of this was thanks to the laws of this continent.
Any living being on this continent could grow rapidly.
And three days without incident eased the owner of Farm No. 666's taut nerves.
After all, as the saying went, what child cried every day, and what gambling dog lost every day?
The two previous home raids had definitely been accidents.
Comforting himself like that, the owner of Farm No. 666 prepared to return to the luxurious villa on his farm and get some proper rest.
These three days of standing guard had exhausted him.
But just as he was walking back, his loyal dog Wangcai opened his mouth and bit down on his pant leg.
"Wangcai, did you find something?" the owner of Farm No. 666 asked curiously, turning to look behind him.
You never knew until you looked; once he looked, he nearly jumped out