Inherit the estate! Then raise monster girls!

The dark aura on Tia's body reacted strangely with the soil-improving agent!

Under Tia's meticulous care, the Netherworld Flower grew wildly and even underwent minor mutations.

In just three days, the fields turned a bright red.

Su Lan was standing in front of the flower field, helplessly watching the farmers gesticulating wildly and performing performance art on the spot.

Some of them were brought by Evan to help maintain the flower field, while others came to watch the excitement.

Without exception, they all accidentally inhaled the pale red mist and ended up looking like this.

The emanation emitted by the mutated Misty Netherworld Flower had little effect on Su Lan and Tia, but it was enough to cause hallucinations in ordinary people.

"Su Lan, you won't blame me, will you? It really wasn't me," Tia said cautiously, looking at Su Lan.

"I've been controlling it underground the whole time; the pollution absolutely hasn't spread to the surface!"

"It's not your fault, why blame you?" Su Lan patted Tia's head:

"On the contrary, I should thank you. Without your help, the Netherworld Flower wouldn't have grown so well!"

"Hehe." Tia said smugly.

Evan was the first to regain his senses. He looked at Su Lan, then at the sea of ​​flowers, still shaken.

He's been here a while and he can keep his composure, but the others can't.

"It's the gates of hell! The gates of hell have opened! The lord has summoned evil!" a farmer shouted.

Everyone was suddenly awakened, and the scene immediately descended into chaos.

Some people stood there, bewildered and at a loss.

Some people looked terrified and scattered in all directions.

Evan felt embarrassed because the person who shouted was a friend he had called for help.

"Shut up, Sauron! What nonsense are you spouting? This isn't the Gates of Hell, it's the flowers our lord planted for us, it's..."

Evan was angrily rebuking when he suddenly stopped talking.

Well...

This vast expanse of hallucinogenic poisonous fog, coupled with its ominous color, looked to him like the legendary opening of the gates of hell.

"It's an alchemical herb," ​​Su Lan continued.

He slightly activated the scales, and the aura of a superhuman instantly spread.

The farmers felt a chill run down their spines, their bodies involuntarily stopped, and they were speechless.

They all looked at Su Lan with awe in their eyes.

The scene fell silent.

Su Lan stood there, naturally attracting everyone's attention.

"Although this flower is called the 'Flower of the Underworld,' it has absolutely no connection to the gates of hell you speak of."

Su Lan looked around and then said:

"Although its leaves have hallucinogenic effects, its bulbs can detoxify and purify pollution. I bought it from merchants in the Free Federation at a high price to improve our living environment."

"Purify the pollution?!"

The scene erupted in chaos, with many people showing signs of doubt.

If we were to pinpoint the biggest problem here, it would undoubtedly be the pervasive pollution.

Pollution originates from the depths of the ocean, transforming into mist that shrouds Black Reef Fjord, proving unstoppable and extremely difficult to purify.

Living in this awful place year after year has affected their health to varying degrees, causing them to contract "marine leukemia".

When the disease occurs, the whole body is itchy and ulcerated, causing immense suffering.

Now, the lord suddenly says that the Netherworld Flower can resist pollution, doesn't that mean...?

Can this flower cure "marine erythritis"?

"My lord, are you telling the truth? You're not lying to us?"

Soren's voice trembled, his face filled with disbelief.

"Of course." Su Lan knew what the people were thinking: "The Netherworld Flower is very valuable; alchemical potions made from it can cure thalassemia!"

He reached out and pressed down lightly to stop the commotion among the people, making a small joke.

"You guys are quite well-informed. I just got this plant and was trying to cultivate it when you arrived."

The people present, however, could not laugh.

They understood the lord's unspoken meaning:

This flower is rare and expensive.

"Lord Su Lan, could I have a bottle to try? My arms have been so itchy these past few days," a little girl asked timidly as she stepped forward.

"You little bastard, how dare you speak to the lord like that? Come back here right now!"

The woman nearby pulled the little girl to her side, making a gesture as if to hit her: "Nora is young and doesn't know any better, please don't blame her, I'll discipline her!"

"The Netherworld Flower is so precious, how could a little brat like you afford it? When you grow up, work hard at the lord's fields, and maybe he'll be pleased and reward you with a bottle!"

The woman's hand lingered, glancing repeatedly at Su Lan, clearly trying to subtly probe her.

Su Lan waved her hand, stopping the woman from putting on an act.

He sensed the probing intent and saw the hope in the other person's eyes.

Su Lan couldn't help but click her tongue inwardly.

That's why they say territory is hard to manage; with this back-and-forth, even the farmers are incredibly cunning.

They even sent their young generals to test him. He's such a kind person, is it really necessary...?

In a flash, Su Lan came up with a safe answer.

"Your name is Nora, right? I don't have many of these, so I really can't give them to you."

The light in Nora's eyes disappeared, and she lowered her head in disappointment, clutching the hem of her clothes.

"However..." Su Lan changed the subject, squatted down, and spoke in a gentle yet encouraging tone:

"If you can learn to identify three types of useful seaweed before the next red moon night, and then safely collect a small basketful every day, drying them thoroughly, I will reward you with the potion!"

"Gathering seaweed?" The little girl suddenly looked up, her eyes lighting up. "I know how! Dad taught me!"

Su Lan patted her head, stood up again, and announced loudly.

"Our Black Reef Fjord is resource-poor, so if we want to develop, we have to seize every opportunity."

"I've already made arrangements with the businesswoman; she'll buy our 'Underworld Flowers' at a high price next time she comes!"

"Tomorrow at noon, I will have Reed announce the details outside the manor. As long as you are willing to work, I guarantee your income will be more than double what it was before, and you can also exchange for potions!"

After Su Lan finished speaking, before the people could react, she quickly took Tia and made a run for it.

If we don't leave now, we might get surrounded and won't be able to leave!

As he predicted, things turned out just as he expected.

After a brief silence, a deafening clamor suddenly erupted behind them.

The farmers couldn't believe such a windfall.

However, after the ship repair incident, Su Lan had already accumulated some prestige.

At this point, the farmers split into two factions and argued endlessly.

Some believe, and some don't.

But in any case, a glimmer of hope ignited in their eyes.

Lord Su Lan is different from previous lords; she not only doesn't exploit them, but she genuinely cares about their well-being.

When the farmers looked at the ghost flower again, their eyes changed.

This is not the gate of hell, it is clearly the flower of hope!

……

"Su Lan, why don't you switch to being a bard?" Tia patted Su Lan's arm.

"Hmm?" Su Lan turned her head in confusion.

He knew that being a bard, like being a knight, was a common profession.

"If you were in Villand, you'd be a fifth-tier orator at least!" Tia saw through everything and chuckled.

"I think you need a beating. Stop right there!"