Chapter 1623: Stone Field

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As a butcher's knife swept across, a hundred-meter giant rock thrown into the sky was directly sliced into numerous stone slabs of uniform thickness, falling to the earth amidst a series of roars.

The butcher stretched his muscles, casually inserted the butcher's knife into the earth, and then lifted a stone slab weighing several thousand catties with one hand, carrying it on his shoulder like a construction worker, and walked toward a tall giant stone platform in the distance...

The giant stone platform was about ten meters high from the ground, piled up with countless stone slabs, covering an area of several hundred mu.

And the most shocking thing was that on this stone platform, there wasn't a trace of soil, yet it was covered with all kinds of crops and agricultural products. They were like heaven-sent life forms that had drilled directly out of the cracks in the stones. Although they were a head shorter than normal crops, even so, it was enough to be called a miracle.

At this moment, on the stone field, a farmer carrying a hoe, tanned dark by the sun, was sitting on the edge wiping his sweat. Every drop of sweat that fell onto the stone caused the crops under his feet to grow a little taller in silence...

"Hey, are you still holding up?" The butcher carried the stone slab to the edge of the stone field and stacked it, saying to the farmer, "Take a break?"

"...It's fine, I can still hold on." The farmer smiled simply. "There are still so many people in the city waiting to eat... Nothing can grow in the soil, so I can only bear the burden and grow some food for them. Otherwise, Cangyun would really become the first domain to starve to death."

The butcher sighed softly and was about to say something when a figure walked straight toward them carrying a water bottle and a basket.

If Chen Ling were here, he would recognize at a glance that this was one of the owners of the Tongtian Star Position, and Li Qingshan's current companion, the Cangyun Domain's Dragon-Twisting Warrior... Tu Tian.

However, this Young Master Tu Tian, who was fearless and arrogant back in the Tianxue Domain, appeared exceptionally low-key and reserved at this moment. Like treating a highly respected elder, he handed the water bottle to the butcher:

"Grandpa, your water."

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Before Tu Tian could finish his sentence, the butcher slapped him on the back of the head, making Tu Tian wince and rub the back of his neck.

"Didn't you see how tired your Uncle Dong is? Give it to your Uncle Dong first!"

Tu Tian widened his eyes in innocence:

"Grandpa, you both have some! I brought two bottles!"

"Less nonsense, send it to Uncle Dong first!"

Tu Tian was truly speechless. He threw one bottle onto the stone field with his left hand, and the farmer sitting on the edge caught it nimbly, then opened the lid and began to gulp it down... Then Tu Tian rolled his eyes silently and handed the other water bottle to the butcher.

Only then did the butcher take it at a leisurely pace and take a gulp.

Pretentious old geezer...

Tu Tian complained in his heart.

"Uncle Dong, I have some bread here, have a little to pad your stomach." Although he complained in his heart, Tu Tian was still sensible enough to take the bread out of the basket first, preparing to throw it up to the farmer.

But who would have thought that when the farmer saw the two pieces of pitch-black bread, the corners of his mouth would twitch violently:

"—Ugh."

Tu Tian: ???

"Uncle Dong, isn't this bread something you grew yourself??"

"You child, what do you know?" The farmer waved his hand. "It's precisely because I grew it myself that I... Ugh..."

Tu Tian looked at the butcher blankly, but the latter seemed to be used to it, drinking water while saying leisurely:

"Don't mind him, he's just like that."

"But this... high-intensity planting every day, but not eating anything, how can this work??" Tu Tian's brow furrowed.

"Didn't you see how thin your Uncle Dong has become?" The butcher responded calmly. "Go find Lord Cang Yun-jun and get some more cans... As long as it's not something he grew himself, he can eat it."

The current farmer was like a different person compared to when he was in the Wuji Domain... dark and thin, his whole body was almost skin and bones, and his entire being was written with exhaustion and haggardness.

But he had no choice. First, the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest sucked away the nutrients in the soil, and now the Turbid Calamity was recuperating underground. Nothing could really grow on the land of the Cangyun Domain... As the leader of the contemporary Yellow God Path, he naturally couldn't just watch the people of a domain starve to death, so he forced himself to grow crops on the stone field with his own strength, maintaining the food supply for the entire domain.

Rumbling sounds of hunger came from the stone field. The butcher looked up at the thin figure, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

"Old thing, don't look at me with that look, it's disgusting." The farmer noticed the butcher's gaze and snorted coldly. "I am the leader of the contemporary Yellow Path, this is what I should do... Besides, once Lord Cang Yun-jun kills the Turbid Calamity and this land gradually regains its vitality, I will be liberated."

The butcher did not respond.

What the farmer said seemed to make sense, but the butcher knew very well that this expectation was still too optimistic... Even if the Turbid Calamity could be killed immediately, how long would it take for this wasteland that had been sucked dry to regain its vitality? Even if the soil recovered, how long would it take from sowing to harvest?

This whole process would definitely be measured in years. Even if he was an Eighth-Order, even if he was the leader of the Yellow Path, he was still human... How long could he hold on?

After the great battle, all major domains faced the problem of food shortages, and with the cold winter coming, it was almost impossible for the other two domains to give them any help... To be honest, even the butcher himself didn't know where their future lay.

The farmer sat on the stone field, took out his pipe, and took a fierce puff:

"Do you know what I'm thinking about right now?"

"What are you thinking?"

"Damn it, if only there were more Yellow God Path followers in this world." The farmer cursed. "But unfortunately, the ancient treasury of this divine path cannot be accessed, and one can only rely on the favor of the divine path stars. There are only so many Yellow God Path followers in the whole world, and now that the sky has fallen, only I can carry it... It's really fucking bullshit."

"It's better for you guys in the Power God Path, leaning on the Power Path Ancient Treasury, blooming everywhere... As for me, I can't even find a decent successor."

The farmer glanced at Tu Tian below, a flash of envy in his eyes.

The butcher shook his head:

"But in this era... what use is power?"

Even if the Power God Path is fierce, can it fill the stomachs of the people? Can it solve this plague after plague? Can it sweep away the despair and malice in people's hearts? The butcher and the entire Dragon-Twisting Warrior group were like the most helpless bystanders in this disaster, clearly possessing surging power but unable to do anything... This, too, was a kind of despair.

The farmer sat on the edge of the stone field, smoking his pipe, and remained silent for a long time...

"Do you think..."

"Will this era ever get better?"

The butcher opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

Just then, a noisy and boisterous cheer suddenly came from afar!

"Mr. Han is here!!!"

"The leader of the contemporary Medical God Path, Mr. Han!! He has come to the Cangyun Domain to treat illnesses and save people!!! We are saved!!!"

It was unknown whose ecstatic shout had reached here. When the farmer and the butcher heard it, they were both stunned at the same time...

A moment later, the butcher looked in that direction and muttered to himself:

"Perhaps... there is still a chance?"