I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 192 is all a mess
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Wolf Farm is located in a mountain range.

A thick wooden fence forms a semi-circle, backed by a rolling pine forest.

Inside the fence are dozens of wolf kennels of varying sizes, built from rough logs.

Each wolf enclosure has its own separate wooden cabin, covered with thick straw.

The wolf enclosure is surrounded by huge rocks and dead trees, providing a place for the steppe wolves to play and sharpen their claws.

"Even the air here smells bad."

Vivian, who had followed Rhodes to the Wolf Farm, said angrily.

The forging of the embroidery needle was interrupted, and she was very unhappy with everything around her.

But reason told Vivian that there must be something important for Rod to come to the Wolf Farm in person.

Therefore, Vivian couldn't say anything, and could only stand with her hands on her chest, glaring at the manager of the wolf farm.

With Wolfhoof gone, the Wolf Farm is now managed by Wolfhoof's younger brother, Gomoka.

This man did not awaken his beast spirit.

However, due to the agreement between Wolfhoof and these desert wolves, normal feeding and care can still be provided.

After all, there were other awakened beast spirits among their clansmen who were helping them.

Gomoka didn't notice Vivian's displeasure; the moment he saw Rhodes, he immediately knelt down.

"Great Lord, I am very sorry to trouble you to come in person."

His voice trembled slightly.

"We have an important matter here that requires your decision."

"Let's go, I know."

Rhodes waved his hand.

"Take me to see that she-wolf."

Rhodes had already learned the general situation on his way here.

The mother wolf gave birth to an exceptionally large black wolf cub.

At first, this black wolf was similar to the other wolf cubs, only slightly larger.

It's normal for wolf cubs to vary in size.

Moreover, these wolves' mating cycle is incorrect—how could they go into heat in winter?

This was unexpected in itself, and it's not surprising that the wolf cubs were a little older.

Nobody paid any attention.

I simply thought the little black wolf was very beautiful and strong.

It wasn't until the mother wolf had been feeding them for a week.

That guy eats two or three times more than the other wolf cubs every day; the mother wolf is almost drained dry.

The black wolf cubs are getting bigger and bigger.

In just one week, it has grown to the size of a small dog, which looks quite exaggerated.

Everyone thought the little black wolf was sick.

But this wolf cub was very active, jumping out of its den several times to mingle with other adult Steppenwolves.

It's important to know that wolf cubs at two weeks old are still unsteady on their feet and begin to try crawling or walking clumsily.

The savages of the Wolfhooves tribe, whose beast spirits had awakened, realized that the giant wolf might have mutated and quickly reported this to Rhodes.

Although they had never heard of such a sudden mutation in offspring.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gomoka respectfully responded and led Rod into the wolf enclosure.

Without needing anyone's protection, the wolves in the wolf pack would automatically give way when they saw Rhode.

Immediately afterwards, the steppe wolves obediently lay down on the ground, as if welcoming their king.

Rod soon spotted the mother wolf nursing her cubs in a separate wolf chamber.

The room was dimly lit, with dry grass on the floor. The mother wolf was curled up in a corner, surrounded by several wolf cubs.

Rod went inside to observe carefully. The mother wolf was just an ordinary Steppenwolf, and it didn't seem to have any special features.

The same is true for the other wolf cubs.

The mother wolf raised her head and looked at Rhodes, her gentle eyes filled with weariness, and she lifted her leg on her own initiative.

It seems she's inviting Rhodes to have a drink with her.

"Thank you, I don't drink."

Rod turned his head helplessly and saw a little black wolf cub trying to squeeze over the fence on the other side.

It is indeed exceptionally large.

Rhodes knew that this must be the result of his lordly talent for breeding, causing the little wolf to mutate.

An ordinary desert wolf mutated into a giant desert wolf.

Like the giant wolf in the beast spirit inheritance of the Wolf Hoof tribe, this giant wolf does not have the innate ability to cast spells, but it possesses extremely strong strength and endurance.

Giant wolves can travel long distances while retaining the ferocity and intelligence of wolves, making them excellent mounts.

The giant wolf in the Beast Spirit Heritage was cultivated through generations of magical medicine, while Rhodes relied solely on the mutation of the entry.

From a probabilistic point of view, this giant wolf mutation was purely due to Rhodes' good luck.

After all, Steppenwolves don't reproduce as prolifically as rabbits, constantly increasing the denominator of the mutation probability every day.

The moment the little guy saw Rod, he immediately came over, wagging his tail excitedly but awkwardly.

Rhodes bent down and stroked the black wolf's head.

The little guy let out a series of low whimpers, sounding very aggrieved.

Rhodes understood.

This guy craves exercise and running.

As a variant, it grows faster than other Steppenwolves.

But it also requires exercise and hunting.

It no longer wants to stay in its enclosure and nurse from its mother wolf.

It prefers to tear apart its beast prey, ripping off fresh flesh and blood.

Rod reached out and pried open the black wolf's lips.

Sure enough, the little guy had grown teeth, completely exceeding the scope of an ordinary wolf.

On a sudden impulse, Rhodes reached out and touched the black wolf from under its body.

It's a she-wolf.

It seems Rhodes has found another mate for the white wolf.

Oh no, the white wolf is only loyal to his wife.

It seems this little wolf can only be his son's companion.

Rhodes stroked the wolf's head and turned to Gomoka, instructing him:

"Feed it some scraps of meat; the mother wolf's milk isn't enough for it anymore."

Gomoka said cautiously, "My lord, wolf cubs usually can't eat minced meat until they're about forty-five days old..."

"It's okay, it's different from an ordinary wolf."

Rod laughed and said, "Simply feeding it with milk is already hindering its growth, unless there are more mother wolves to feed it."

Its enormous size naturally requires a greater supply of nutrients, and this little black wolf can drain the big female wolf dry on its own.

"Also, it can't stay here all the time; it needs exercise. Let it run freely in the wolf enclosure outside."

"You mean, put it in that forest outside?" Gomoka asked cautiously.

Rhodes nodded. "Yeah, just like other adult Steppenwolves."

Gomoka's eyes widened, and he stammered, "But...but, Holy Lord, it's still very young and not that smart. What if it runs away and doesn't come back?"

Rhodes smiled and patted the black wolf cub's ear.

The black wolf cub licked his fingers affectionately, like a domestic dog.

"Don't worry, it won't run away."

Luo De's tone was resolute.

He patted the black wolf cub's head, stood up, and nodded to Gomoka: "Let it go."

"Ow!"

The black wolf cub seemed to understand, letting out a short bark and excitedly wagging its tail.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gomoka answered honestly.

“Take good care of this black wolf; it is the hope for your giant wolf mount.”

Rod looked at Gomoka and said, "I will come to check on it from time to time, and you should report any changes in its condition promptly."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gomoka readily agreed and then invited, "Holy Lord, we have just hunted a wild deer here. It is very fresh. Please stay and enjoy it with us later."

"no need."

Rhodes waved his hand, "I have important things to do when I get back."

Rhodes glanced at Vivian beside him, smiled, and said to Gomoka, "You guys eat, I'm going back now."

Before Gomoka could reply, Rhodes led Vivian and the guards out of the wolf field.

Just then, the sound of wings flapping suddenly came from the sky.

"Ok?"

Rhodes looked up alertly and immediately saw a two-legged wyvern flapping its wings and flying towards the forest ahead. "Frost or Thunder?"

Rod asked.

Everyone looked to the other side, to where Night Fury was.

Thunder remained obediently lying next to Night Fury.

"It looks like frost."

Having confirmed that it was his own wyvern, Rod didn't pay any attention and continued walking out of the wolf arena.

"The Great Holy Lord".

Gomoka stepped forward and called out to Rod.

"Ok?"

Rhodes looked back.

Gomoka hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't help but say:
"Your wyvern has been heading towards the forest outside the wolf enclosure lately... it seems to be doing something to the wasteland wolves..."

The Wolf Farm is not a limited place.

Because the Wolfhooves Savages who have awakened their beast spirits can communicate with the Wild Wolves, there is no need to restrict them too much.

Only at night or in cold weather will the Steppenwolves rest and sleep in their wolf enclosures.

But they will spend the rest of their time wandering and hunting in the forests outside the wolf enclosure.

After all, they are wild animals, and raising them in captivity will cause them to lose their wolf-like nature.

Therefore, it can be said that the entire forest outside the wolf enclosure is considered part of the wolf enclosure.

Rhodes was somewhat surprised.

"You mean Frost has been coming here these past few days?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gomoka nodded.

Wolf Farm is more than ten kilometers away from Frostleaf Town. What is Frostleaf doing flying back every day?
Rhodes had some questions.

But before Rhodes could ask, Gomoka spoke up.
"But we didn't know what it was doing, so we didn't dare get close."

"Let's go, I'll go take a look."

After saying that, Rhodes mounted Night Fury and rode off in the direction Frostfly was flying.

With Thunder present, Rhodes could easily locate Frost's position.

Rhode led his men through the snow-covered pine forest. The stray wolves that roamed nearby all lay prostrate on the ground or kept their distance when they saw Rhode.

It was as if I had seen the wolf king.

This is the effect of the combined attributes of Breeding Lord and Dragon Slayer.

Rod soon spotted Frost flapping its wings and running across the snow, chasing after a Steppenwolf with great interest.

"Frost, what are you doing?"

Rod frowned and questioned loudly.

"Stop!"

But Rhodes' words didn't seem to reach Frost's ears; it continued to chase Steppenwolf.

However, Frost wasn't hunting; it seemed to be playing around.

Otherwise, Frost could simply flap its wings and take off, then swoop down to attack the Steppenwolf.

Steppenwolf was no match for her.

"Great Holy Lord, is your wyvern female or male?" Gomoka suddenly asked.

Rhodes watched Frost's retreating figure and said without turning his head:
"do not know."

Rhodes only knows that Thunder is female; he hasn't checked Frost yet.

Realizing something, Rhodes turned to Gomoka and asked in return:
"You mean, Frost is courting?"

"Yes, Holy Lord, your wyvern is chasing a she-wolf..."

Gomoka answered honestly.

Rod didn't speak, and looked back at the pine forest.

Frost had caught up with Steppenwolf and pinned him to the ground with its wings.

Then, with its hind legs straddling the wolf's hindquarters, it was doing something indescribable.

"Making fun of it!"

Rod cursed in annoyance.

Thunder and Horse got together, Frost and Steppenwolf got together.

They're all messing around.

The problem is that they are still several months away from maturity, and they are already messing around with them.

However, Rhodes did not step forward to stop him.

Dragons are inherently promiscuous, and with the added influence of the term "rapid reproduction," it's probably not surprising.

Rhodes just couldn't understand why the two wyverns weren't together.
Why do we have to hunt other wild animals?
Even dragon bloodlines don't inherit any good traits.

"Since it's riding a wolf, you don't need to worry about it."

Rhodes turned around and said to Gomoka, "Let it do whatever it wants, nothing will happen."

"Yes, Holy Lord."

Gomoka obediently replied.

Rhodes didn't concern himself with Frostbite any further. After instructing Gomoga on some matters concerning the black wolf cubs, Rhodes led his team back to Frostleaf Town.

The mutation of the Steppenwolf reminded Rhodes of the mutated magic rabbit.

After returning to Frostleaf Town, Rhode took the opportunity to inspect the mutated magic rabbits.

There are now eight mutated rabbit cubs, the largest of which is bigger than Rhode's palm and weighs nearly a pound.

This mutated demon rabbit is also heavier than a regular rabbit.

After more than a month, the mutated rabbit's ears have stood up and its fur is complete. It looks very much like an adult rabbit, but it is more rounded and small, and is very cute.

Moreover, the mutated rabbit cub is even more beautiful, with blue and white gradient fur.

As they grow, their magical power gradually diminishes or merges into their bodies, and their bodies no longer emit light, except for their eyes which emit a faint blue glow.

The adorable mutant rabbit made Vivian automatically ignore the stench of the rabbit hutch, and she held the little rabbit with obvious affection.

"Shall we take one back to the manor to raise?"

Vivian hugged the mutated rabbit with expectant eyes, "It feels so soft and comfortable!"

"Bringing it to the manor is fine, but do you have time to take care of it?"

Rhodes stared at Vivian and said, "I'm afraid Leah will have to take care of them all, right?"

"Besides, you're with me every day, you don't have time to play with them. If you keep them in the manor, they'll just become toys for Franny and Millie."

"They've only recently become interested in magic, so you shouldn't let them get distracted."

"Ok."

Vivian pouted helplessly, stroking the mutated magical rabbit, a sly glint in her eyes.
"What if the older sister wants to raise it?"

"That can."

Rod said without hesitation.

"But she won't make that request now."

Last time Vivian falsely conveyed her sister's message, but this time Rhodes won't believe it.

Vivian snorted and reluctantly put the rabbit back into the cage.

"I promise you, we will come to inspect often."

Seeing Vivian's sullen expression, Rhodes comforted her, "And if we find a magical rabbit with attack capabilities, we'll definitely make it your pet."

That way you can hold the magic rabbit all the time.

"it is good!"

Vivian nodded emphatically, then stroked the mutated rabbit in the cage and murmured, "Little Blue, Little Blue, mutate quickly..."

Rod ignored her and asked Til, "Have you cleaned up the magic rabbit's droppings?"

"Yes, sir."

Till reported, "Lord Otto has arranged for someone to handle the excrement. Every day after we sweep it out, it is transported away."

"Ah."

Rod nodded and pointed to the ground under the rabbit cage, saying, "The soil here contains the urine of mutated rabbits, so it needs to be changed regularly."

"Tell the people who handle the excrement that the soil was stored with the excrement."

"Yes, sir."

Till obediently agreed, then cautiously asked in a low voice, "Do these mutated magic rabbits really know the legendary magic...? Will they attack us?"

"Are they docile now?" Rod asked rhetorically.

Till replied, "Gentle, I don't sense any difference between these mutated rabbits and ordinary rabbits..."

"Then there's no need to worry, the magical rabbits are more advanced than them."

Rhodes smiled and comforted him, "A rabbit is still a rabbit. As long as you don't push them too far, they won't attack unless provoked, even if they are magical rabbits."

"That's good."

Til breathed a sigh of relief and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

Rhodes didn't linger. After giving Til a few instructions, he took Vivian and left.

Upon returning to the manor, Us came to report.

News spread from the Blade's Edge Mountains that the White Frost Prophet had sent out even more savages.

(End of this chapter)