Time Rain Farm

Looking at the Demon-Hunting Spider's head before him, Yu Sheng'an had a feeling that it would not be long before his Divine Palace Castle had to be renamed Skull Church.

At that thought, even Yu Sheng'an, with his nerves of steel, could not help rubbing his forehead.

"You idiot, you could've at least sent me a Succubus head. Why send me a head? For fertilizer?"

Yu Sheng'an silently grumbled, then casually waved his hand and teleported the Demon-Hunting Spider's head into the warehouse. Yet his spirits soared.

Church and Balo's reactions made him realize that his idea had been right.

They also made him realize that he had previously fallen into a misconception.

Because of the peculiar nature of the Contract Godhead's power, almost all of his current strength came from summoned creatures.

He could use the Divine Palace's power to suppress creatures below the Demigod level and force them into Contracts, but that was as far as it went.

As for more powerful Demigods, or even beings comparable to gods, it was not that Divine Palace Castle could not suppress them. It was that he could not summon them at all.

At that level, resisting his Summoning was effortless.

That was also the fundamental reason he feared the Five Great Gods.

Compared with the direct offensive power all Five Great Gods possessed, his own power was undeniably awkward.

Fortunately, one's thinking determined one's limits.

With the pure mindset of Blue Star, he possessed an imagination utterly different from that of this multiverse.

Otherwise, how could he have brought the Contract Godhead to its current heights?

Now, after modifying the Life-Sharing Contract, he suddenly realized that while he could not Contract beings above the Demigod level, he could cultivate them!

There were so many Devils in the Abyss. With a survival-of-the-fittest model, he refused to believe he could not cultivate Demigods—or even more powerful beings!

At that thought, Yu Sheng'an rose from his throne and paced through the hall in thought.

Since he had decided to raise them like gu insects and share collective Vitality, would that be the wrong decision?

After all, once Vitality became inexhaustible, quite a number of inferior Devils would survive simply by relying on that Vitality, defeating the purpose of natural selection.

Should he establish a tiered system and let them share Life in limited amounts?

No, no, no!

Yu Sheng'an immediately rejected the idea.

A tiered system was beneficial for relatively rational creatures like humans, as it could spur their initiative. But for Abyss Devils, that might not be the case.

The underlying rule of the Abyss was destruction.

Only by destroying enemies and devouring their flesh and souls could they absorb their power and even their knowledge.

Abundant Vitality would make them act even more recklessly, and that was actually a good thing.

It meant they would dare to challenge beings stronger than themselves!

At that thought, Yu Sheng'an felt that the current sharing model was almost the best choice.

The Life-Sharing Contract would increase every contracted creature's chances of survival, effectively increasing their margin for error. That would only help them develop and grow better.

Of course, there might be an even better model.

For example: the Last-Place Elimination System.

But before deciding to try those plans, he should observe things for a while first.

With that thought, Yu Sheng'an's consciousness returned to the Divine Projection in the Magic Forest Side Hall.

Yu Sheng'an stood up and walked out of the side hall.

He had been about to head for the Underground Laboratory when his heart stirred, and he instead walked toward the main hall's doors.

As Yu Sheng'an approached, the heavy stone doors slowly opened. Dendall stood outside, his expression somewhat grim. "Your Excellency, you are putting me in a difficult position."

Clearly, he was referring to Marchie.

Yu Sheng'an sneered. "I only wanted some of the Magic Apprentices in the first place. You were the one who forced every last one of them on me, and now you accuse me of making things difficult for you? My dear Lord Dendall, using someone else's hand to kill is one thing, but trying to have it both ways is disgusting."

A trace of embarrassment immediately appeared on Dendall's gloomy face.

Seeing that, Yu Sheng'an sneered inwardly even more.

These old foxes were always scheming whenever they did anything.

What they did not realize was that under an information advantage, their little schemes were worth shit.

Ever since the assassination attempt that night, Yu Sheng'an had spent considerable effort sorting through the Kevil Empire's power structure, trying to guess who had ordered his assassination.

Which factions were conservatives?

And which were blasphemers?

Unfortunately, although he had several suspects, he had made no actual progress.

Yet during that process, he had heard every word discussed at several meetings of the Willis Magic Plantation Federation.

It could not be helped. Their servants had secretly used Internet Divine Art to browse the Forum and chat away their boredom.

With the Willis Magic Plantation Federation's discussions in hand, if Yu Sheng'an still could not guess Dendall's purpose, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash his head into it.

"I have no interest whatsoever in your plots and schemes. You also don't need to keep testing me. I have no interest in the Kevil Empire's authority. I only care about one thing..."

Yu Sheng'an paused, then looked solemnly at Dendall. "My Spring of Source Essence cannot suffer even the slightest loss!"

Having had his scheme exposed, Dendall quickly concealed the trace of embarrassment on his face and changed the subject as though nothing had happened.

"So, the Winter Mallow Erin developed is real?"

"What do you think?"

"The only sample was truly destroyed?" A hint of anxiety appeared on Dendall's face.

Hearing that, Yu Sheng'an looked at him as if he were a mentally challenged child.

Dendall immediately looked somewhat sheepish. "Winter is approaching. If Winter Mallow can be spread across the country as soon as possible, the Empire's citizens—no, your Spring of Source Essence—will surely suffer fewer losses."

"That is none of your concern."

Dendall was choked by the retort. After a brief silence, he said, "Honorable Mr. Asheff, I apologize for my actions. I guarantee that nothing similar will happen again. Also, could half of these Wood Spirit Magic Apprentices be reassigned?"

He needed to take away half the Magic Apprentices to quell the plantation owners' dissatisfaction.

"No problem."

Dendall froze. He had not expected the God of the Internet to be so agreeable. All the arguments he had painstakingly prepared got stuck in his throat, making him feel thoroughly uncomfortable.

"I need a Time Rain Farm. Once it is built, I will release them."

Yu Sheng'an's words left Dendall completely dumbfounded.

Time Rain was an advanced spell of time Magic.

It attached the concept of time to rainwater, accelerating the flow of time for all creatures within the rainfall's range.

This spell was commonly used in warfare.

Once rain formed above an enemy army, it could turn them into a decrepit force of old men in a short period of time.

Dendall had never heard of a Time Rain Farm, but he still guessed the meaning of the term.

His expression changed slightly as he asked, "How large?"

Yu Sheng'an pointed behind him. "About the same size as this Microgravity Farm will do."

Dendall's expression changed several times before he finally nodded. "All right!"

Yu Sheng'an nodded and turned back into the main hall.

With a thunderous bang, the heavy stone doors shut, leaving Dendall outside.

Dendall slowly let out a breath. The God of the Internet had seemed utterly impolite during this conversation, but in truth, he had already shown him considerable respect.

At the very least, he had achieved his goal.

"Time Rain Farm? Erin? Winter Mallow?" Dendall murmured the three terms, a flash of shock appearing in his eyes.

The God of the Internet needed Time Rain to cultivate crops. That could only mean one thing: the crops he was cultivating no longer required intervention from Wood Spirit Magic.

In other words, he had created an entirely new species.

As expected of a god!

As for Asheff claiming that Winter Mallow had been cultivated by Erin? Dendall naturally did not believe it in the slightest.

She was merely a Magic Apprentice. What right did she have to create an entirely new species?

While Dendall had concluded that Winter Mallow came from Asheff's hand, Erin's name was causing a sensation among the commoners on the Internet because of Winter Mallow!

To them, no matter how powerful a Mountain Giant was, nor how stirring a tale of avenging one's own, neither mattered more than actually filling their stomachs.

Especially with winter fast approaching.