"You push the feed, and I'll handle the feeding!"
Ye Hua pointed at the enormous cart piled with all kinds of feed, then went straight to the front, holding a large scoop as she looked at Ying Ming Hao.
"Hmph! Why don't you come back here and push while I do the feeding up front?!"
Ying Ming Hao protested indignantly. This long cart held at least several hundred thousand jin of feed, even with its specially designed assisted track.
Wouldn't pushing it around this huge mountain several times leave him half-dead from exhaustion?!
"I can't push it. You do it!"
Ye Hua scooped up a heaping portion of feed and gave Ying Ming Hao a teasing look, as though deliberately getting back at him.
"Pah! You had plenty of strength when you were stabbing people with your sword yesterday!"
Ying Ming Hao turned his head and spat out a thick glob of phlegm, then reluctantly went to the back to push the cart.
Only by putting all his strength into it did Ying Ming Hao get the massive cart moving, and sweat immediately streamed down his body.
"Fuck, this damned Spirit Beast Hall doesn't treat its disciples like people! They couldn't even fit this thing with a powered drive.
They pay us thirty lower-grade spirit stones for work worth thirty thousand. Their hearts are black as coal!"
Ying Ming Hao cursed as he pushed with all his might, every step forward feeling unbearably difficult.
"Faster! Come on, faster! Didn't you eat enough?"
Ye Hua laughed from the front, continually scooping up feed and scattering it into the troughs on either side.
This vast area was stocked with all kinds of spirit chickens, spirit ducks, spirit geese, spirit pigs, spirit rabbits, spirit pigeons, and other livestock raised for food.
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