Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 232

"Xin'er, the warhorse must be kept."

Lin Xin didn't understand Mo Ziyuan's "preference" for warhorses. In her opinion, warhorses were equivalent to the weapons of the Western Rong people, so of course they should be destroyed if they could be destroyed. Why keep them?
That's what she thought, and that's what she asked.

"Our cavalry also need warhorses, but our horses are not as good as the warhorses of the Western Rong."

"You mean you want to turn all the Western Rong warhorses into our warhorses?"

Mo Ziyuan shook his head with a wry smile, "It's not that easy. The Western Rong people not only have fierce warhorses, but they are also very good at raising horses. Even if we capture horses, once they are used on the battlefield against the Western Rong people, those warhorses will easily turn against us and become our allies. We have suffered this loss many times."

"Then why keep it?"

“Besides the Western Rong, we also have enemy countries. We can send our warhorses to other border posts. In addition, we can also use the Western Rong warhorses to breed our own warhorses.”

Lin Xin understood immediately. "That works too. I'll just get them some paralyzing grass to eat, and once they're all paralyzed, you can have someone come and take them away."

Knowing that things were not so simple, Mo Ziyuan did not intend to discourage Lin Xin. Instead, he decided to let her try. She would know if she failed, and he also wanted to see if her amazing ability could create a miracle.

So he looked at her firmly and said, "Okay, I'll go with you then!"

Looking at his serious face, Lin Xin slowly broke into a bright smile.

In fact, she had already sensed that Mo Ziyuan did not approve of her suggestion, but instead of righteously dissuading her, he stood by her side without hesitation, which made her feel very warm and sweet inside.

Lin Xin's previous bizarre and unilateral massacre of the Western Rong soldiers left an indelible psychological shadow on the Western Rong people, so much so that they have not launched any attacks recently, but have quietly gone into hiding.

Chen Lingyuan was quite certain that the Western Rong people were planning something big, so he began rigorous training after the soldiers' drug effects wore off.

Neither Mo Ziyuan nor Lin Xin were the type to hesitate or drag things out; once they had discussed it, they immediately took action.

Of course, before they took action, Mo Ziyuan had a late-night talk with Chen Lingyuan, the specific content of which was unknown to anyone except the two people involved.

Thus, two "street hustlers" appeared on the Western Rong grasslands, and they could be seen wherever the Western Rong soldiers raised horses.

The spatial ability, a huge cheat code, made the two of them appear extremely elusive. Sometimes, if they were not careful and were discovered by the Western Rong soldiers, they would immediately hide in the spatial ability. Soon, rumors of "ghosts appearing" spread like wildfire across the grasslands.

"Haha, that Western Rong soldier must have been scared to death by us!" In the space, Lin Xin watched a Western Rong soldier run away shouting in terror, and laughed as she leaned against Mo Ziyuan.

"Alright, we've seen all the places where the Western Rong people raise horses. When do you plan to start your plan?" Mo Ziyuan asked, supporting her with a helpless expression.

"There's no time like the present, let's start today! I'll give those horses some sleeping pills first, and once they're all knocked out, I'll take some of them away, which will further confirm the rumors of ghosts. What do you think?"

"Fine, whatever you say." Since he was already on the wrong path, Mo Ziyuan decided to just give up.

Sensing that no one was around, Lin Xin pulled Mo Ziyuan out of the space, still clutching a handful of pale blue dragon fruit seeds in her hand. She threw them towards the area where the horses were most concentrated. The seeds immediately scattered and disappeared into the grass.

Lin Xin used her wood-type ability to force the seeds to sprout. Even though he had seen it several times before, Mo Ziyuan still found it incredible. He saw light blue plants emerging from the green grass. They looked much like wild grass, but they were taller and had a strange color.

However, the horses seemed very interested in this suddenly appearing plant. They sniffed it a few times with their soft, warm noses, and then began to gnaw on it with their big teeth without hesitation, eating it with great relish.

The products from the apocalypse have all been tested by nature, so their quality is absolutely top-notch. Soon, the horses that had eaten the blue grass began to move slowly, and their big, wet eyes gradually became dull and lifeless. Finally, their limbs went limp and they collapsed onto the grass.

With a thought, Lin Xin selected the strongest twenty-odd horses from the fallen ones, used her special ability to make the grass around them grow wildly, automatically weaving into huge cages to put them in one by one, and then transported them to her side.

"How was it?" Lin Xin put the horse into her spatial storage and gave Mo Ziyuan a smug look.

"Why did you choose these horses?" Mo Ziyuan believed that Lin Xin's selection of horses was not random. Although he had some knowledge of horses, he admitted that he could not have picked these out from so many horses in such a short time, so he asked.

“I chose the first batch to fall,” Lin Xin explained to him patiently. “These poisonous plants are extremely attractive to animals like horses, cattle, and sheep. The fact that they fall first means that they either ate the most or the earliest, which means that they are the most sensitive or the strongest among the horses.”

Mo Ziyuan suddenly realized, "So you mean the ones you chose are the smartest or the strongest in this herd?"

"That's exactly what I mean." Lin Xin nodded.

Okay, but—

"You don't want the rest? Didn't you just say you were going to take them all?" Mo Ziyuan asked as he watched Lin Xin prepare to pull him away.

“I just thought about it. If we suddenly move such a large herd of horses away, wouldn’t that be an obvious indication to everyone that we’re the ones behind it all? So I’ve changed my mind.” Lin Xin waved her hand. “We won’t move too many at once. Instead, we’ll move them in stages. Otherwise, it’ll be really hard to explain.”

Mo Ziyuan finally felt at ease. He had been thinking about how to persuade Lin Xin to give up her previous plan, but before he could even open his mouth, she had already taken care of herself.

"Okay, whatever you say goes." This time, his words came from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Xin could easily hear the relief in his tone. She glanced at him with a half-smile, then quickly pulled him away, making sure to collect the blue grass seeds before leaving.

Afterwards, the two found a cave not far from the camp, and Lin Xin waved her hand to release all the horses.

The medicinal effects of the blue herb lasted quite a long time; not a single one of them woke up until the people Mo Ziyuan had summoned arrived.

"Young Master Mo, how did you get these? Are they... are they dead?" Looking at the plump and strong warhorses lying motionless on the ground, the person who came over asked Mo Ziyuan.

“They’re not dead. We’ve drugged them. They’ll wake up once the effects wear off. If needed, I can wake them up now. What do you think we should do?” Lin Xin, who had the most say, asked.

"Well... let's wake them up, then we'll herd them back." After exchanging glances, the leader replied.