Early that morning, Mei De yawned, his eyes narrowed to slits.
He got up and emptied his body of its accumulated waste, all in one smooth sequence.
Mei De gave himself a shake, then poured the waste into the pit to build up the supply of West Garden fertilizer.
The smell was rather strong, but he had grown used to it.
Compared with his low-ranking post, generous pay, and the wonderful life awaiting him, a little smell was nothing.
Suddenly, Mei De sensed something was wrong.
Why was there so much less in the pit?
Were there really people stealing this stuff these days?
Surely not...
Yet no matter how he thought it over, Mei De could find no other explanation.
And so, early the next morning, he discovered that the contents of the pit had dwindled again. Much of what he had poured in the day before had vanished too.
This was getting troublesome...
On the third day, Mei De decided there was no saving this world. It had every sort of person imaginable-someone really was stealing his excrement!
He immediately reported everything to Chong Yingbiao.
"Commander..."
The more he spoke, the more alarmed he became.
Could the Marquis of the South be behind this?
That E Gao had failed to win him over, so now he was secretly pulling strings, trying to make him commit a mistake that would leave him no choice but to join his ranks...
But he could not say that outright. Exposing E Gao's identity directly would hardly be wise. The Marquis of the South had already entered Chaoge; dealing with a mere Dark Phoenix Guard like him would be all too easy.
"Huh?" Chong Yingbiao paused, but did not take the matter particularly seriously. "It's hardly a big deal. Are we going to