I became a saint in the game

Chapter 38 Blood Evil Pearl Obtained
next moment.

With Chen Shicheng as the center, all the millet within a hundred meters grew much taller, and the tops of the plants began to produce grains of millet from nothing.

"Good!" The general waved his fist vigorously, his excitement evident on his face. "Well done, Brother Chen. Whether the brothers can have a meal depends on you!"

At this moment, he was completely different from just now. He did not have the painful look on his face as he had just handed the Blood Killing Pearl to Chen Shicheng. Apart from the guilt for not being able to let his brothers eat well, his heart was completely filled with excitement.

Wang Peng, who was standing by, didn't know how much he loved staple food. He knelt beside the field without caring about his image, holding the green millet in his trembling hands, and said with tears in his eyes, "Who the hell wants to eat meat when I have millet rice?"

The commotion here attracted the attention of the soldiers who were clearing the land. They stopped their work and climbed out of the pit.

At first they were a little confused, not knowing what the general was doing or why he was so happy.

But after seeing Chen Shicheng standing in the field and the crops around him that were taller than other places, they all reacted, dropped their hoes, and surrounded him ecstatically.

"Hurray! We have food to eat!"

"Long live the general!"

"Long live that warlock!"

Chen Shicheng felt the blood and energy in his body being replenished in less than a second and even about to overflow. He pressed his hands towards the revelrying soldiers and used his skill once again under their fanatical gazes.

“The rain of blessings falls upon us!”

The previous skill had brought the millet to the edge of maturity, and this time it made the millet mature directly. The foxtail grass-like plant was instantly covered with plump millet, pressing the branches down.

"Quick, let the people below split into two teams, one team to harvest the crops, and the other team to re-sow the seeds. They must keep up with Young Master Chen's speed!"

The general was very excited when he saw the bountiful crops, but he managed to maintain his persona in front of his soldiers and patted Wang Peng's shoulders twice.

"Quick, let the people below split into two teams, one team to harvest the crops, and the other team to re-sow the seeds. They must keep up with Young Master Chen's speed. By the way, call out everyone in the barracks and go to the fields together!"

Wang Peng rubbed his swollen shoulders, smiled bitterly, and divided the agitated soldiers into two teams. They followed Chen Shicheng and carried out the harvesting work in an orderly manner. Then he called the soldiers who were resting in the barracks to join them.

Amidst another round of cheers, the task of producing food finally got on track.

Chen Shicheng walked in front, using the skill twice in succession every hundred square meters, and then changing positions.

The harvesting team at the back immediately swarmed forward and began to harvest the ripe crops. In order to keep up with the progress, their sickles were so sharp that they almost flew sparks.

The team further back, responsible for turning the soil again and sowing seeds, would rush up to turn the soil immediately after the harvesting team finished their work. If there were not enough hoes, they would use their hands. Anyway, the soft soil was nothing to these high-ranking soldiers.

Soon, a perfect cycle was achieved, and the speed was so fast that it gave people the illusion that they were playing "Age of Empires" with an accelerator.

"It seems like this is also a game. Then it's okay."

Chen Shicheng kept using his skills while thinking about random things.

The area of ​​this arable land is not large, only about 100 acres, or nearly square meters.

Assuming that each skill he uses can bring about a 1320-meter range, he can bring all the skills to maturity after uses of the skill. Each use of a skill takes about two seconds, and the blood recovers very quickly, so it is full by the time he moves to the next place, so it can basically be ignored.

By this calculation, it would take 44 minutes to ripen all the crops on the mu of farmland. And the time he spent moving had to be taken into account. Even if he sacrificed some crops to move at full speed, after all the crops were ripened, an hour had already passed.

When he returned to the starting point, the original 100 square meters of farmland had already completed a series of preliminary work such as harvesting, turning the soil, sowing, and watering, and the next round of ripening could begin at any time.

However, Chen Shicheng did not start working immediately, but took a look at the condition of the Blood Evil Pearl.

[True Essence: 8650/10000]

It is worthy of being a magic weapon. Even with such a high-intensity skill release, it consumes less than one-fifth of the stored true energy!

"The output is out, 23,000 kilograms of millet!!!"

While he was still checking the remaining true energy, Wang Peng, who was in charge of weighing on the other side, also determined the output of this round.

Although the output is almost double that of modern times, in the eyes of these soldiers, this is already a great harvest, and this is only the result of one hour of hard work. It is still early, and if they work until the evening, they can even work hard for two days.
I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it at all!
The soldiers, who had never seen so much food in their lives, ignored the sweat all over their bodies caused by the sun and stood behind Chen Shicheng consciously.

"let's go!"

Chen Shicheng did not disappoint their expectant eyes and immediately started the next round of ripening work.

He did not forget that the Blood Evil Pearl did not belong to him yet. Since he did not know how much food the general would need to be satisfied, he had better just focus on working.

One wants a magic weapon!
A group wants food!
Just like that, the men, driven by desire as if they had eaten a mad dog, worked from day to night, and from night to day.

The true energy in the Blood Evil Pearl was used up, and the soldiers behind him came forward one after another to transfer the true energy, and then continued to carry out mechanical work.

After countless rounds of ripening, Chen Shicheng, with his eyes wide open, was finally stopped by Wang Peng, "Brother Chen, that's enough. The granary is full, and even the barracks are almost full."

"Yes?"

Wang Peng's words seemed to have turned off a switch. Chen Shicheng, with a blank mind, sat directly on the ground. The soldiers behind him also collapsed to the ground one by one, and some even began to snore as soon as they touched the ground.

"So there is enough food and there is no need to continue, right?" Chen Shicheng asked with some fear.

"That's right, the general said that you have completed the mission, and the food is enough for us to eat for ten years!" Wang Peng said with a look of longing.

"That's good, that's good!"

[After completing the mission, you obtain the Blood Evil Pearl (magic weapon), and the favorability of the soldiers in the Iron Refining Town is greatly improved.]

Chen Shicheng touched the position of his dantian, feeling the magic weapon that now belonged to him, and felt extremely moved.

It was the first time that he realized how strong his patience and willpower were, and that he could go to such an extent for a magic weapon.

At the beginning, his mind was still able to think of other things to maintain basic clarity, but as the mechanical movements continued over and over again, his consciousness began to become chaotic, and then he entered a state of emptiness.

If it weren't for the magic weapon keeping him going, coupled with the improvement of his divine attributes, he would have probably quit long ago.

"If I had this kind of perseverance, how could I have only been admitted to a third-tier university? I could have chosen any university in the country!"

(End of this chapter)