Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Two – Unprofitable Business (1/2)

Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Two – Unprofitable Business

On the mountaintop, He Xiang looked at the ruined Nan Sheng Village, paused for a moment, and then broke down sobbing.

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Zuo Mo looked with slight fear at the female xiu nearby. She seemed to have resumed her past state of motionlessness. After yesterday’s battle, the female xiu was much more sinister from every angle in his eyes.

This made him slightly insecure.

He would treasure his life and stay far from female xiu. Especially strong females that knew evil spells.

He had discussed with Pu Yao for a while yesterday and hadn’t concluded anything. He still needed to work so after resting for a night, so he continued to build formation battle watchtowers.

After such a battle, the captives in the camp were as obedient as they could be. However, the issue that arose was that no one dared to go within three zhang of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo originally had a question to ask Yuan Jiang. But when he walked two steps towards the other, he saw Yuan Jiang’s face paled and his legs were trembling. Zuo Mo suddenly remembered that some of the enemies had been scared to death by the strong girl, and his steps instantly stopped. Yuan Jiang was a rare kind of genius. If he was scared to death, it would be so unprofitable. He could only stop moving.

He thought of the strong girl that wouldn’t leave him alone. Wasn’t he now the plague that no one would approach?

Zuo Mo’s mood immediately became terrible. He waved his hand for Yuan Jiang to leave. Watching as Yuan Jiang ran away faster than a rabbit as though he was pardoned from death, his mood became increasingly terrible. However, when he recalled Pu Yao’s dark expression, and undisguised rage, his mood instantly became better.

As expected, happiness was always built upon other people’s pain. Zuo Mo snickered and went back to building the city.

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Just as Zuo Mo had seen, Pu Yao’s mood was extremely terrible. He felt great failure at the appearance of the female xiu. He didn’t know her history, nor the scripture she used, didn’t know how her power really was, didn’t know … … anything.

Yet he also had no solution. If this was still the time when his strength had not been damaged, if he was unhappy, he could just pinch and make the person explode. But now his soul was extremely damaged. He had to act carefully and could only rely on Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo was the place he had put his soul in, and was now under threat from the female xiu. How could Pu Yao feel safe like this?

Also, he could not understand the female xiu. This point caused the insecurity inside to grow. If something occurred, he could do nothing. His strength had reached the lowest point in his life. The female xiu’s strength wasn’t just ridiculously strong, but extremely strange.

“It seems that we need to temporarily cooperate,” Pu Yao gritted out to the gravestone. “This woman is too dangerous!”

The gravestone didn’t make a sound.

Pu Yao smirked coldly. “Aren’t you afraid that something will happen to him? Other than him, do you have any other choice?”

The gravestone suddenly became as smooth and clear as a mirror, a figure blurrily appearing.

Pu Ya smiled.

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After the first formation battle watchtower, Zuo Mo’s construction speed increased dramatically. This was due to him acclimating to the new changes of his body. Zuo Mo gave the move he had randomly created that day the name of “Diving From Heaven.” Accidentally performing “Diving From Heaven” had made him realize many aspects of his new body.

The most evident was the consciousness. His consciousness had not developed very much over time as though it was stuck at a certain barrier. In the sky that day, when he had accidentally stirred the flames in the turbulent air, he had comprehended and instantly broke through in that moment.

The improvement in his consciousness was enormous. This also caused his speed in building formation battle watchtowers to dramatically increase.

The most difficult part of the formation battle watchtower was carving the formation. After his consciousness improved, it became easier to carve formations. Adding on that he had the experience of making one tower, his construction speed made people gape. Yuan Jiang who was watching from a distance increasingly felt that Boss was a monster.

One female and one male monster.

The demand of resources suddenly increased. Ji Wei and Sun Bao instantly were so busy they were dizzy.

Zuo Mo furiously built at a rate of one formation battle watchtower every two days. Tower after tower rose up. Zuo Mo used almost all of the empty ground to build formation battle watchtowers.

Zuo Mo had a strong feeling that the potential of his body was slowly being uncovered.

All kinds of heavy labor would squeeze out every bit of strength in his body; controlling the fire paper would consume every drop of his ling power; carving formations exhausted his spiritual power.

He suddenly felt some anticipation. When this city was finished, what would he become?

The anticipation and yearning of the xiuzhe in the camp increased every day. Such a strong city, adding such a dense patch of formation battle watchtowers, they thought that no one could destroy this.

Just as Zuo Mo was happily busy, Ma Fan and the others arrived at the camp with the enormous slave transporting boats.

Looking at the black batch of xiu slaves, Zuo Mo was at a complete loss for words. The one thousand and more captives that Gongsun Cha had sent back had already gave him a headache. Just after he had managed to settle them down, Ma Fan and the others had brought to him one thousand and more of xiu slaves, and just lianqi xiu slaves … …

Zuo Mo was exceptionally angry, pointing at the xiu slaves in front of him and asking expressionlessly, “What do I do with them?”

Ma Fan, Xie Shan, and the others were very careful. They also felt that their spoils this time were somewhat absurd. Xie Shan piled a smile on his face. “Xiu slaves can be used to mine.”

“Mining? I don’t believe they can do as well as Lil’ Pagoda,” Zuo Mo said with a black face. Lil’ Pagoda and Zuo Mo were connected in mind. Hearing Zuo Mo praise it, it whooshed out of somewhere and smugly twisted its slightly chubby body. However, when it saw Zuo Mo’s pot black face, its figure froze and then it fled.