Chapter 262: Professional Rat Exterminators
What the Underworld Club lacks most right now is this kind of high-end veteran player.
Especially the subsequent development of the outpost, which cannot do without these retired veteran players.
“Your father has always been stuck at level twenty-five, right?” Wu Xian pondered and spoke up: “Just tell him that this time levels thirty-one to thirty-five are related to my domain scroll painting, and higher levels will be unlocked later.”
“What?” Xiao Yu was shocked. “Are you sure you’re not joking?”
“Whether it’s true or false, you’ll know when you come.”
Xiao Yu took a deep breath and nodded solemnly. “Don’t worry, I will definitely relay it to Father exactly as you said.”
Ended the call with Xiao Yu.
Set off overnight for the Earth Temple Farm.
Due to the recent rat infestation, the farm staff were truly working around the clock, guarding the grain fields at all times.
The warehouse side had already been completely transferred to the sub-dimension space, no need to waste manpower guarding it.
But these dozens or hundreds of acres of grain fields had to be watched closely.
The mice, unable to eat grain at the granary, would inevitably come to ravage the crops in the farmland, not to mention the original threat of field mice here.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the nighttime fields, agile black shadows darted around chaotically, with stalks of crops falling one after another.
Farm staff shuttled through, pitting their wits against the mice, with lights from various lighting tools flashing randomly.
“Damn, don’t run if you dare!”
“Shit, wasn’t it just here? How did it disappear again?”
“Underground, underground, it went into the mouse hole.”
“Hey hey hey, they’re heading your way, stop them!”
“Damn it, why are there more and more? There weren’t this many yesterday?”
“Leopard Tail Marshal~ Soul Suppression! Soul Suppression!”
“Can’t suppress them, can’t suppress them at all. Once they sense the Leopard Tail Marshal, the mice run faster than ghosts.”
Watching patches of crops being trampled by the mice, the farm staff were extremely anxious.
At first, the Leopard Tail Marshal could still play a role, catching quite a few big mice in succession.
But soon, the mice got smart. As soon as they smelled the Leopard Tail Marshal’s scent, they hid far away.
When Wu Xian arrived, he was also startled by the scene before him. “This is… a rat disaster?”
“Master Wu, you’ve finally come,” the person in charge said with a mournful face. “I don’t know where all these rats came from. It feels like all the mice in the city have come to our place.”
It was obvious that the news of good food at the Earth Temple Farm had already spread in Yaoyang City’s mice circle.
“Hiss~ They can even send messages?”
Wu Xian secretly clicked his tongue. It seemed that not only was the power of rodent creatures improving, but their intelligence was also increasing.
At this pace, a rat disaster might really form.
Thinking of this, Wu Xian decisively released the freshly made 【Yellow Great Immortal】, transforming into a sinister weasel. Its lively eyes were instantly drawn to the rampaging rats in the fields.
Whoosh~!
The Yellow Great Immortal darted into the farmland, followed by a series of rat squeals of agony.
“What smell?” The nearby staff watched in amazement and sniffed an odd odor. “So stinky!”
“Weasel, right~ A bit of a stinky fart is normal.”
“Huh~ The commotion seems to be getting smaller.”
“As expected, it takes Master Wu to step in~!”
Gradually, the commotion in the farmland grew quieter, and at some point, a patch of yellow poison gas began to spread.
The curious staff entered the farmland to check, their faces full of disbelief.
The troublesome mice were like drunkards, dazed and in a drunk life dream death state, completely forgetting to escape.
Wu Xian saw everything and secretly rejoiced in his heart.
Sure enough, professional matters should be handled by professionals.
Looking at the Yellow Great Immortal side, it was playfully chasing a few big mice. Because the big mice could flash, they weren’t easy to catch directly.
But no problem. As the illusionary poison gas spread, the mice soon began to succumb to the poison, becoming dazed.
The Yellow Great Immortal bit them one by one, easily killing them.
“Sure enough, to deal with low tricks, you need low tricks.”
Sometimes you have to admit that against these flashing big mice, orthodox immortals might not be as effective.
You need crooked, unorthodox “immortals” like the 【Yellow Great Immortal】 to work.
After confirming it was effective, Wu Xian didn’t hesitate any longer.
He hurriedly made more than a dozen 【Yellow Great Immortal】 instances overnight and distributed them to the persons in charge of various Earth Temple Farms.
Thus, the rat infestation ravaging the Earth Temple Farms was basically brought under control.
It was already the early morning of the next day.
After resolving the trouble, Wu Xian prepared to go back and rest, but received another call from the person in charge of Farm No. “What’s the situation? Don’t tell me there are mice that even the Yellow Great Immortal can’t handle?”
“No, there aren’t,” the person in charge quickly waved his hand. “It’s just that the 【Yellow Great Immortal】 seemed to catch a little thief earlier, and he doesn’t look like an ordinary person.”
“Little thief?”
Wu Xian frowned and immediately flew on his sword back to Farm No.
Then he saw a skinny man in his twenties, acting like he was possessed, jumping around doing square dance moves on the spot.
No need to think—he must have been hit by the Yellow Great Immortal’s 【Immortal Horse Tying】.
And this skinny man actually had tier 4 spiritual power.
“A spirit tamer?” Wu Xian looked surprised at the staff. “He should have a scroll painting too, right? How did you handle him?”
“Two cyan wolf dogs, pretty fierce,” the person in charge laughed. “But they were dazzled by the Leopard Tail Marshal and our guys’ scroll paintings, plus a staff from the land god from afar, so it was easily resolved.”
Wu Xian chuckled speechlessly and couldn’t help but carefully size up the skinny man before him.
He then used the dragon binding rope to tie him up and gestured for the person in charge to recall the Yellow Great Immortal possessing the man.
The skinny man sobbingly came to his senses, and upon seeing the scene, he jumped in shock. “You you you… what do you want to do?”
“From the Divine Dog Club?” Wu Xian asked teasingly.
The skinny man’s gaze dodged, hemming and hawing.
“The mighty Divine Dog Club only sent a little minion like you? That doesn’t seem right?”
While Wu Xian teased and pondered, he released his own 【Yellow Great Immortal】 original and performed Immortal Horse Tying on him.
The man, who had been panicking the second before, fell back into a dazed state.
“Alright, get back to work.” Wu Xian gestured for the staff to resume normal duties, then glanced at the skinny man. “Lead the way~!”
The skinny man immediately began obediently leading the way.
Leaving Farm No. 1 of the Earth Temple Farm, Wu Xian followed the skinny man from afar and attached a strand of the Day Roaming God’s split soul to him.
Through the “camera” view of the Day Roaming God’s split soul, he could clearly observe the skinny man’s every move.
The skinny man wandered around in a daze and finally stopped at a yet-to-be-demolished shantytown.
Two level six spiritual power Divine Dog Club players saw him return and asked listlessly: “How did the investigation go?”
But the skinny man remained silent.
“Hm?” One of the men sensed something wrong. “I’m asking you!”
“Brother Liu, be careful. This guy… something’s off!” The other instantly became alert.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
A spatial ripple rippled beside the skinny man, and Wu Xian’s figure appeared out of thin air.
“You two, hello. Came all this way, tired out, right?” Wu Xian smirked.
Recognizing it was Wu Xian, the two Divine Dog Club players’ faces instantly stiffened.
“Vice President Wu, our apologies~ apologies~!”
The two men knew they weren’t Wu Xian’s match and could only smile obsequiously to ease the awkwardness.
“Wang Zhi sent you to investigate?” Wu Xian asked with a smile.
“Yes, that old dog thing told us to come,” the two answered straightforwardly. “We heard Yaoyang City has already solved the grain problem. That old dog thing is about to go mad with anxiety.”
