Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 104, Harvest

"What else could it be? Let's go hide in the Sand River first. Once the fire calamity is over, this fire basin will be full of treasures. There will be spirit seed fragments, magic stones, crystals, and even soul seed fragments... all of which are fire-attribute. Those who want to make money can make a fortune then!" Chen Hao reassured everyone, not too worried.

Although the power of nature is immense and awe-inspiring, it is precisely because it is natural that it lacks specificity. Despite being at the level of a forbidden spell, it can only exert a high-level deterrent effect. As long as we follow nature, nothing will happen.

When the fire wave reached the Sand River, it gradually lost its power, but it could be seen that when a large number of fleeing demons were caught, they were also burned to white bones until they became part of the white sand of the Sand River.

Only then did everyone understand how the Shawang River was formed, and they couldn't imagine how many creatures this Gobi Desert had buried.

The flames on the horizon gradually dissipated, leaving behind a shocking conflagration that covered the entire northern corner of the Scorching Plains, with only the Sand River escaping unscathed.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The scorching air swept over from not far away, making everyone feel hot and bothered.

Having escaped the most direct and terrifying flames, the remaining hot air alone was still somewhat overwhelming.

"Let's go! With the fire calamity here, those native forces will most likely take action. We're lucky to have gotten there first. Let's take advantage of the treasures everywhere and grab as much as we can." Chen Hao urged, and the bull-horse beast headed towards the fiery red world.

Before long, they crossed the Sand River and, guided by the exploration instruments, found a fire-type spirit seed as well as a large number of fragments and magic stones.

For a normal mid-level team, this would already be a huge profit. However, there were few normal people in the team; they were all resource tycoons who showed no signs of being satisfied and continued to explore!

After the fire, most of the demons in the northern corner of the Scorched Plains were burned to death, especially the races that roamed the plains. Therefore, using those large-scale exploration devices now wouldn't attract any demon attacks.

Chen Hao's family owns a forging workshop, so he naturally has some knowledge of various instruments. Although he can't get military-grade equipment, he can certainly get the civilian-grade ones.

In just one day, the team obtained 3 fire-type spirit seeds, countless fragments, magic stones, crystals, and a fire-type soul seed fragment.

All of them together are worth a hundred million.

Seeing that everyone was engrossed in their treasure hunt and showed no intention of going any further, Chen Ying became anxious. She hadn't come here to be a hunter.

“I think we shouldn’t just focus on spirit seeds. Some rare and precious materials need the flames to reach a certain level before they can bloom and bear fruit. Therefore, the closer we are to the center of the fire calamity, the richer the resources will be,” Chen Ying suggested.

The attention of everyone in the midst of their joy was drawn to her. Mo Fan looked at her with a puzzled expression, as if he could tell that she was hiding something.

“Hunter’s rule is that the deeper you go, the more dangerous it becomes. The resources we have are already quite good; there’s no need to be greedy,” Lingling said.

“That’s what I think too,” Zhang Xiaohou echoed.

The others remained silent, all looking at Chen Hao and waiting for him to make a decision.

"There are certainly good things deep in the Scorching Plains, but they have nothing to do with you. Don't count on them if you don't have high-level strength. There are no creatures there that can withstand the fire calamity and continue to survive!" Chen Hao also directly rejected the other party. He had already made his plan and would not change it casually.

Chen Ying felt a wave of disappointment and anxiety, but she could only continue the treasure hunt with the others, waiting for her "mother" to arrive before figuring out what to do next.

Although it wasn't mentioned in the original novel, Chen Hao was certain that she and the ghost woman had communicated beforehand.

This is a logical problem. If the Ghost Woman needs Chen Ying as a dagger to stab the Flame Witch, then Chen Ying couldn't have come to Zhuoyuan on a whim. If the Ghost Woman wants her as a "dagger" to stab the Flame Witch, then she must protect that dagger and ensure its safe delivery to its target.

Moreover, how could someone like Zhao Yulin allow his own daughter to come to such a place to die? Clearly, the ghost woman bypassed Zhao Yulin and secretly set up this trap.

He was almost certain that Chen Ying was carrying a tracking device, which would allow the Ghost Woman and her group to find her and complete their final plan.

This was exactly what Chen Hao wanted. Two days later, they acquired the sixth Fire Spirit Seed, and the team had already made a huge profit. If they sold these resources, the average profit per person would exceed 4000 million, a level of income only top-tier hunter teams could achieve.

Some people started to feel weak in the knees and wanted to quit.

"Brother Hao, should we continue exploring? There are more and more people..." Zhang Xiaohou asked in a low voice, already becoming wary. After all, the groups they had encountered in the past two days had become increasingly dense, including some high-level mages, and the outskirts of Zhuoyuan had become quite lively.

Knowing full well that human nature is unpredictable, he had already begun to feel afraid, not to mention that at that moment a group of people was heading straight for them.

Chen Hao didn't respond. He secretly observed Chen Ying and could tell from her slightly excited micro-expression.

coming!

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhao Manyan asked the man in the lead.

The man with his hair in a backward braid frowned, then glanced at Chen Ying, who was standing next to Zhao Manyan with her head down, and snorted coldly, "This is ridiculous! Is this a place for brats like you to come here?"

Chen Hao and Mo Fan exchanged a glance, neither of them both bothering to pay attention to this old dog's condescending attitude.

Zhao Yulin completely disregarded what others thought and issued his own orders: "Stop running around and follow our group. The Shawang River has already rioted, and you can't leave even if you want to."

“No need, we have a way to leave on our own. Don’t trouble yourself. Chenying, Zhao Manyan, you two can decide which one to go with. We still need to continue our treasure hunt,” Chen Hao stepped forward and said with a smile.

Zhao Yulin looked slightly displeased, feeling a bit annoyed that his good intentions had been taken for granted, but he didn't say anything more, since they weren't one of his own.

In the end, only Chen Ying decided to leave with them, while Zhao Manyan declined, still feeling that Chen Hao was more reliable.

Zhao Yulin frowned, said nothing more, and turned to lead his men toward Huozhu Mountain deep in the Zhuoyuan Plain.

After they left, Chen Hao patted Zhao Manyan on the shoulder: "Let's go. It's time to let others have these junks on the outskirts. Our goal... isn't to collect junk."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, a strange excitement welling up within them.

A few hours later, the two teams arrived at the foot of Fire Pillar Mountain.

Zhao Yulin and his men marched up the mountain path in an orderly fashion, appearing impeccable.

Meanwhile, Chen Hao's side...

"Aren't we going up?" Zhao Manyan asked suspiciously.

“Go ahead,” Chen Hao said with a mysterious smile. “But we have a very convenient way.”

After saying that, he put away the oxen and horses, which had been working hard for several days and were finally able to rest.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the flying umbrella from his storage space!

For a moment, everyone looked at each other.

"Come here, Yu Mian, hold me tight. Mo Fan, hold onto me. Zhao Manyan, grab Mo Fan's feet."

(End of this chapter)