Is Li Xingkong really afraid of the Body Tempering Grass being leaked right now?
He wasn't afraid. With his current strength, although he wasn't considered a top-tier fighter on Earth Star, it depended on who he was compared to.
Apart from the five permanent members of the UN Security Council and a few countries with nuclear weapons whose combat capabilities exceed the standard, other small countries now pose virtually no threat to Li Xingkong.
Although there are many countries on Earth Star, only a few can actually produce a few missiles, and many small countries can't even manufacture a urea bag.
Even if a mere Body Tempering Grass were to become known, he would have more than enough ability to protect his own interests.
But there's a big difference between actively spreading the word and having it stolen.
The three of them ate and drank until the afternoon, when Wu Ting and Tang Cheng were completely drunk and passed out on the table.
As for Li Xingkong, he's not drunk at all now. This stuff goes down like water; aside from a slight taste of alcohol, he feels no intoxication whatsoever.
Ordinary alcohol no longer had any effect on him, and it was clearly no match for his automatically activated Ingestion Spell.
After they finished eating and drinking, Li Xingkong helped the two back to their resting place. Seeing their condition, he figured they wouldn't be sober until evening, so Li Xingkong didn't wait any longer.
We've got the stuff, so let's go back and get ready; expanding our vegetable garden is the priority.
It was already afternoon when Li Xingkong returned from the village. He didn't linger. While the sun was still blazing and everyone was taking their afternoon nap, he used a Wind Riding Spell to fly up and headed to the location of Xiurong Village, as described in the document.
He flew from his village toward Falling Cloud Mountain until he reached the summit, where Li Xingkong landed to rest and carefully compared the locations on the documents.
This village fell into decline far too early; even on mobile phone maps, there's only a rough marker, and no details about the village's layout are available.
After gesturing with the map and his phone, Li Xingkong finally found the village's location.
The village is indeed located in a secluded place, nestled among a ring of mountains, and adjacent to my own village across Falling Cloud Mountain.
Located in a remote area, even though Li Xingkong was standing on the Falling Cloud Mountain, he still couldn't see any roads connecting the village to the outside world when he looked towards it.
No wonder my parents said that the people in this village were pure mountain folk who would drive donkey carts to town to sell potatoes every year at the market.
Li Xingkong originally thought they were incredibly poor, unable to even afford to drive a car, but now he realized that cars simply couldn't get in.
The road conditions are terrible.
Fortunately, I didn't need to walk at all to get into the mountains.
He leaped down the mountainside; this was the first time Li Xingkong had ever been to the other side of the mountain.
The vegetation here has obviously recovered to be more lush, and consequently, wild animals are much more active in this sparsely populated area. During his descent Li Xingkong often saw various small wild animals, such as wild rabbits and pheasants, and several of them would often be startled after Li Xingkong.
After Li Xingkong had traveled some distance along the direction he had scouted, and was about to descend the mountain in another direction, he finally saw a "road" on the ground.
The path has been completely obscured by the surrounding vegetation; only when you get close can you see any trace of where it once was.
It looks like a cement road that was popular a few years ago, but in the past few years, it has been covered with plants and no one has walked on it. Various vines have spread across the road, and weeds are also peeking out from cracks of all sizes.
Seeing the road made things much easier, saving Li Xingkong running around like a headless fly. Without a map, even going out would be quite difficult for him.
Continuing along the road, after traveling some distance on the undulating mountain path, Li Xingkong finally came into view of a village.
Calling it a village is an understatement; it's more accurate to call it "ruins."
The houses are all old mud-brick houses with earthen walls and courtyards. Because no one has lived here for a long time, some have collapsed and others are leaning. They only look like buildings from a distance. But if you get closer, this place is more like a garbage dump than a village.
At least there are cars coming and going from the landfill.
Upon reaching the edge of the village, a huge rock, which had somehow appeared at the village entrance, stood to one side, with the words "Xiurong " written on it.
Looks like I haven't gone to the wrong place, this is the right place.
Li Xingkong saw the name of the village and confirmed that he had not gone to the wrong place before looking around.
The village is in such a dilapidated state, but he can't demolish it himself. After all, no matter how dilapidated the homestead is, it is still the property of the villagers, and he has no right to renovate other people's houses.
Although he could have easily disregarded the rule and demolished all the abandoned buildings in the village.
But there's no need for that; he's here to farm, not for a vacation.
With my Wind Riding Spell, going home is just a short trip, taking only a few minutes. I can stay here and do my rest at home.
All he needed was a place to shelter from the wind and rain; as for the continuation of the village, that was not his concern.
Having found the village, finding the farmland he had secured was much simpler. Looking towards the mountainside along the village's layout, the mountain was clearly divided into distinct rings. The land Li Xingkong had leased was located on these rings of mountains.
With a few leaps, Li Xingkong landed on the mountainous farmland. Looking at the scene before him, he frowned slightly.
There was no farmland to be seen; the area was overgrown with weeds and miscellaneous trees. On the east side of the Hedong, the mountains were arid and lacked water, so the hillsides were covered with wild jujube trees. The biggest problem with these trees was that they were difficult to manage.
Not only are its roots deep, but the entire tree is covered in thorns. Even sheep can only stare helplessly at this tree, at most managing to eat some tender leaves.
For Li Xingkong, dealing with this thing was no different from pulling out ordinary weeds.
In any case, under his power, no plant could stand on the ground.
The problem is that there's nowhere to throw it away. I only pulled weeds from less than an acre of land, and the pile of weeds is already as tall as a small two-story building.
These weeds die quickly once they're removed from the soil, and with the added sun exposure, leaving them here could easily cause a fire. But finding a proper place to bury them would be too much trouble.
Well, there's no other way but to use the simplest method to deal with these weeds.
eat!
With one hand, he grabbed a handful of the piled-up weeds, using the same technique as catching bullets with Shotgun Spell. In one swift motion, he grabbed a large bunch of weeds and rolled them into a ball the size of an egg.
Then Li Xingkong simply popped the meatball into his mouth.
Once the Ingestion Spell was activated, the herbal pill, which had little effect, melted instantly in the mouth.
"Belch"
After eating almost an acre of weeds, Li Xingkong couldn't help but burp. Although this stuff didn't provide much energy, the sheer volume was still considerable.
Although Li Xingkong digests and eats quickly, his stomach is not a bottomless pit; the energy and substances he ingests must eventually be released.
Moreover, having eaten so much grass at once, he now felt that even the air he exhaled was filled with the smell of wild grass.