Chapter 2211 - The Power to Awaken Elements (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Seriously, couldn’t these idiots tell the difference between demon creatures and livestock?
The Plowing Beasts were harmless tamed beasts useful for delicate fieldwork that machines could not handle. The Plowing Beasts were not common in China, but they were extremely popular in places with low populations, like Australia and South America. The farmers found them more reliable than brainless machines.
To his surprise, these students were like people in the city who had no idea what rice paddies were. They had killed all the Plowing Beasts!
“How could you do this to us? The Plowing Beasts were our village’s only hope… they are meant to plow the wet fields so we can plant coral! We will file a complaint with the school!” the villagers shouted angrily.
“Fellow villagers, let’s calm down. I’m a lecturer of the Aorus Sacred Institute. My students mistook the Plowing Beasts for demon creatures. They had made a mistake out of goodwill. We’ll compensate for your loss. You don’t have to complain to the school,” Mo Fan said.
“They also destroyed our fields!”
“What level of spells did you use?” Mo Fan turned around and asked them.
“Advanced Level…”
Mo Fan felt like exploding.
Were these students retards or something? The Plowing Beasts were less dangerous than Sea Monkey Monsters. Even if they lost control and attacked the villagers, ordinary people could easily dodge their attacks, yet these students were using Advanced Spells against them!
It was like using a cannon to kill a bunch of mosquitoes. Were they out of their minds?
“How much of the fields did you destroy?” Mo Fan asked.
“We have no clue. We were just killing the beasts, so…”
“Pay us a thousand gold. Those are our village’s treasures, yet they have destroyed them all!” the old farmer demanded.
“Say that again? Those wet fields are common along the beach, yet you are asking us to pay a thousand gold for them? Are you trying to rob us?” Mo Fan yelled back.
He could only earn a few gold with his classes! These farmers were obviously ripping them off!
“We’ll file a complaint then,” the old farmer said stiffly.
“Fine, we’ll pay!”
Mo Fan clenched his teeth and paid the money. He glared at the three idiotic students.
F**k them, it was supposed to be a not-for-profit class helping with public welfare, yet not only was their reputation going to suffer a blow, they had to make up for the losses of the farmers too. Mo Fan had never found himself in such a bad spot!
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The group passed a town that worked with magic ores. Its people were mainly blacksmiths whose jobs were to process and refine mined materials. The Aorus Sacred Institute had a great demand for refined materials. The school was on the scale of a big city, so the supply chain of materials was enough to require a whole town.
The mayor warmly welcomed the group in person when he learned Mo Fan was a lecturer from the Aorus Sacred Institute leading a patrol class. He told Mo Fan there was a nest of Monkey Beasts that kept preying on their mining areas. He was hoping Mo Fan could exterminate them for the town’s sake.
“Fast Gunner, you’ll handle it.” Mo Fan pointed at the proud student who had gone missing in the woods not long ago.
“Why me?” the boy grumbled.
“Just go, we didn’t ask you to come for an outing!” Mo Fan said.
The boy unwillingly left the hut and went to the mountain which the cunning mayor mentioned.
“Don’t overdo it and blow up the town’s mine. Otherwise, you will take full responsibility for it,” Mo Fan reminded him sharply.
“Got it, how irritating!”
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The boy returned in less than half an hour, flying back with his Wing Magical Equipment.