713. Farming Talent Etched in His Genes

The great fire continued until morning. All night long, Sunset Town was shrouded in the orange-yellow glow of dusk.

The smoke from the forest fire shot straight into the sky, blocking out the moonlight.

Many townspeople came out of their homes. As they watched the burning Black Forest, the firelight seemed to solidify in their eyes, and their originally dim gazes appeared to regain a flicker of spirit.

For thousands of years, no one had ever managed to do this.

Even when they set fire to the mountains, the Black Forest would quickly grow back. It invaded farmland and released all kinds of terrifying monsters. As for the Demon Tide, only a few people survived whenever it descended. Many people had no real concept of the greatest disaster in this world.

But it seemed that things were a little different now.

The townspeople knew very well that although these flames could temporarily burn down the forest, the grass and trees would cover the land again after a while. It was nothing more than a futile effort.

Yet a tiny spark of hope had ignited in their hearts. They hoped these strange people could truly destroy the Black Forest.

At dawn, after taking a break midway, Old Eggplant logged back in. He saw that large swaths of forest had been burned away, leaving only charred remains that reeked of foulness. The flames were still spreading outward, but the damp Black Forest had weakened them. After some time, the forest fire would probably die down completely.

Of course, Old Eggplant and the others could always add more fuel to the fire.

Standing atop the ruins, he saw that this stretch of woodland was far larger than all of Sunset Town's farmland combined. Relying on his memory, Old Eggplant made his way to