The Plant Master Becomes A Mute Sub-Beast: Farming And Laying Eggs

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: Evolution Achievement

Kaelen thought complacently, then looked at the remaining ice cream in the basin, firmly believing that Sane would also love it. He then said to Taran:

"Can the ice you made with your Divine Energy last until evening?"

While scooping ice cream, Taran said: "Yes, High Priest. I will add a little more cold aura later, it can even last until tomorrow morning!"

Kaelen nodded: "Then I will have to trouble you later."

Taran shook his head: "No trouble at all. Thanks to you, I get to eat such delicious food; putting in a little effort is only normal. Ah, could I borrow your fruit press later? I want to make cold fruit juice for everyone to drink together."

As for the ice cream, forget it; it looked complicated just by watching, only the High Priest could make it.

Kaelen said: "I have an extra one here, take it back for everyone to use, no need to return it."

Everyone quietly finished eating. Taran helped Kaelen reinforce the layer of ice inside the ceramic basin, then left fully satisfied, carrying the handheld fruit press.

After he was completely gone, Ryder whispered softly into Kaelen’s ear: "Papa, can I bring a bowl of ice cream in for Brother Edward?"

Kaelen looked at Ryder with an affectionate gaze, rubbing the little boy’s head. Unexpectedly, while the two biological younger brothers were only busy eating and didn’t think of their eldest brother, this adopted younger brother thought to save a portion for him. He said: "Did you forget that you cannot bring processed food into the dimension?"

Ryder looked a bit stunned, then dejectedly lowered his head. Kaelen rubbed the little boy’s head, saying: "Wait until we find your brother, then you can give it to him later, okay? Now Papa will teach you how to use your spiritual power to transmit flavors. Although your spiritual power is not strong enough to pinch off a piece for Edward to eat, transmitting a little flavor is still possible."

"Really?" Ryder’s mouse ears immediately stood upright, his eyes shining brightly: "Then Brother Edward will be able to taste the raspberry ice cream?"

"Mhm, give it a try." Kaelen pulled the three little ones to sit in a circle on the rattan mat. Even though Oliver had eaten the cold ice cream, his spirit was still a bit lethargic, leaning into Kaelen’s embrace. Finnick sat cross-legged very seriously. On his head, the Wood Spirit Chloe had also woken up, stretching her two tendrils in a long yawn.

"Oh, Chloe is awake? How do you feel?"

Chloe murmured a "yes," then looked herself up and down, clicking her tongue to praise herself for her beauty. Oliver giggled, stretching out his hand to create a small water mirror and bringing it to Chloe’s face, letting her admire herself to her heart’s content.

Chloe immediately stood up straight, flaring out the leaves that looked like her dress, beginning to lean left and right, twirling around in a circle. Then she cupped her own cheeks, cheering with delight: "Oh my, I did not expect my second form to be this beautiful already. If I continue to level up, I will be the most beautiful Spirit on the entire continent!"

Finnick pouted, grumbling: "What use is being beautiful? Do you believe that if you jumped outside right now, even a goat could nibble your head bald?"

Chloe angrily put her hands on her hips: "Master, do not look down on me! I can tie up a whole herd of goats now! Once I evolve to the third stage, my tentacles will secrete a fluid that paralyzes enemies; by the fourth stage, I can use leaves as throwing knives to attack enemies from afar!"

Kaelen was very curious about the evolution of Spirits, but the task at hand now was to teach Ryder how to use spiritual power to condense the flavor of food.

He placed the bowl of ice cream, which only had one small scoop and jam left, in the middle, saying: "Close your eyes. Imagine your tongue touching the ice cream. Cold, sweet, slightly sour. Do not think about the shape of the bowl, only think about the sensation."

As he spoke, he gently placed a pure thread of Wood Energy onto Ryder’s forehead. This was the way Plant Cultivators guided younglings to learn how to control their spiritual power, much gentler and safer than the beastmen’s rough methods.

Ryder squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his two small hands clenching into fists. The tip of his nose was dotted with sweat. After a long while, a white thread of spiritual power, as thin as a spider web, trembled as it flew out from his forehead and entered the ice cream bowl.

"That is it, hold it!" Kaelen said softly.

The moment the thread touched the ice cream, an invisible cool and sweet fragrance seemed to be magnified a hundred times. Even without guidance, Finnick and Oliver subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

"Papa, I can smell it! It smells so good!" Oliver cheered.

Ryder opened his eyes, panting heavily, his face a bit pale but he was grinning widely: "I did it, Papa! I packaged the flavor! Tonight I will let Brother Edward taste it!"

Feeling heartbroken, Kaelen wiped the sweat for his son, popping a fruit candy into his mouth: "Very good. But do not push yourself too hard in the future. Depleting your spiritual power will give you a headache for several days."

Just as he finished comforting his son, the tent curtain was lifted. Sane walked in, still carrying the scent of the sun and newly dug earth on his body. Behind him was Aaron and a line of team members, each carrying a large sack.

"You are back?" Kaelen raised his head.

"Mhm." Sane walked over, naturally bending down to plant a kiss on the top of Kaelen’s head, then stared at the bowl of ice cream placed on the stone bed, laughing: "Such delicious food, yet you did not save a portion for Daddy?"

Finnick pouted: "We did save a portion, it was Daddy who took too long to come back!" Saying that, the little boy picked up the ice cream bowl, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to Sane’s mouth: "Here, open your mouth, Daddy. Ah~"

Sane burst out laughing, then opened his mouth to let his son feed him the ice cream, his silver-gray eyes narrowing with satisfaction. The sweet and sour, icy cold raspberry ice cream slid down his throat, dispelling all the sweltering heat of the afternoon by the river.

"Mhm, truly delicious, it is a pity there is so little."

Aaron poked his head in, chuckling: "What delicious food is there, let me have a bite too."

Kaelen shook his head, saying to him: "I only made a little for the children to eat, next time I will make more."

Aaron bared his teeth in a smile again: "I was only joking, High Priest, I am not a glutton. Right, we have brought back the sugar beet seeds you told us to go cut. The Cinder tribe’s people are also digging up the roots."

Kaelen nodded, going out to open the jute sacks for inspection, then said: "Drying them in the afternoon sun for one day will be enough to extract the seeds. Ask the Cinder people to dry them for you, do not take all the work upon yourself."

"Understood, my Lord~" Aaron finished speaking and immediately led his people away. A moment later, people from Cinder arrived, greeted the two of them, then carried the sacks of sugar beet seeds away.

Waiting until they were gone, Kaelen opened the ceramic basin, scooped out all the remaining ice cream, and handed it to Sane.

"This is your portion. Because there is little, it is not convenient to share it with everyone."

Sane smiled and accepted it, intending to feed his children and mate, but they resolutely refused. He had to eat it all by himself. Sane was a warrior beastman; the weather’s influence on him wasn’t too obvious. But regardless, he was a true Snake clan member; even with the Flying Snake bloodline, he still feared the heat.

This bowl of icy cold ice cream just happened to dispel the slight restless discomfort in his body.

After finishing the ice cream, Sane stayed to chat with his mate and children for a while, then went back out to get busy. Kaelen poured cool water into the ice cream basin, letting it slowly cool down, and placed it in the middle of the bed. The cool air wafting up from the ice basin made Oliver groan with pleasure. With no outsiders present, the little boy immediately transformed back into his original form, wrapping his tail around the ice basin, lying on his stomach listening to Chloe talk about the evolutionary levels of Spirits.

The evolutionary levels of Spirits were not like those of warrior beastmen, but rather resembled the original Magical cultivation system. Every Spirit basically went through the same life cycle; they had to spend tens of thousands of years to become a Spirit.

When Spirits were newly born, they only had the sentience of a newborn baby. The process from a newborn baby to a five-year-old child lasted tens of thousands of years. After that, the Spirit would enter the preliminary transformation stage, which was exactly Evolutionary Form 1.

They could create a new physical body for themselves, detaching from the mother plant and moving freely. At this time, a Spirit could take root anywhere they wanted.

Next was Evolution 2, Evolution 3, and so on up to Evolution 10. At Evolution 10, a Spirit looked no different from an ordinary human.

"Above Evolution 10, there are Sacred Spirits, Demigod Spirits, and Divine Spirits. However, it is very difficult for us Spirits to evolve. Even during the prosperous magic era, the strongest Spirit among us only reached the Evolution 6 achievement."

Chloe waved her tendrils, puffing out her chest proudly: "Evolution 6 is already very peak. For example, my predecessor, he reached the Evolution 5 achievement and could already cripple a Dragon!"

Finnick pondered: "So that means, from ancient times until now, ignoring the slumbering process, after so many years you were still stuck at Evolution 1?"

Chloe’s body stiffened, then she started playing dead. Finnick turned to Kaelen with grievance: "Papa, this Wood Spirit is too useless, I want to change Spirits!"

Kaelen poked the little boy’s forehead, scolding softly: "Being able to evolve into a Spirit means Chloe is already incredibly outstanding. Furthermore, she could not evolve for tens of millions of years, yet just nearly a month after accepting you as her master, she evolved to stage 2. That proves you are extremely formidable."

Chloe also sprang up, fawning obsequiously: "That is right, Master. Previously I could not evolve because I did not meet someone as formidable as Master. Master, do not chase me away, I promise to evolve quickly to make Master proud of me!"

Being praised by his Papa and his contracted Spirit, Finnick’s small face tilted up towards the sky: "Hmph, of course I am formidable. Remember what you said, later when I become stronger but you still stand in place, I will definitely cancel the contract with you!"

Chloe immediately raised her hand to swear an oath.

The sky had also tilted towards evening, the weather became cooler, and Oliver was no longer as lethargic as before.

Kaelen decided to take the children for a stroll around the Cinder tribe to understand the people’s livelihoods here. Crimson’s people were instructing Cinder’s people on how to use soap for bathing and washing hair, teaching them how to make combs from wood and animal horns.

At the main courtyard of the tribe, another team was teaching Cinder’s cooking group how to use spices to prepare food, no longer stopping at just grilling, boiling, and making soup. Even the things they intended to throw away, like animal offal, animal bones... Crimson’s people also taught them how to eat.

From afar, Ryder had already smelled the scent of chili oil, saying poutingly: "Oh Papa, there is only a tiny bit of chili oil, how could everyone bear to bring it out to cook for them to eat?"

Kaelen tapped Ryder on the head, saying: "This is called commercialization. If you want people to buy goods, you have to let them taste it first. Moreover, everyone only cooked one small pot, it doesn’t count as much."

Ryder rubbed the spot where his Papa just tapped, baring his teeth in a "hehe" smile, then didn’t forget to remind his Papa about his sour and spicy glass noodles. Kaelen burst out laughing, then took his children over to the Cinder tribe’s children to build some rapport.

Thanks to the beastman guards watching over the children, he returned to his residence, preparing to cook delicious food for his mate and children. The three children looked at the dirty kids in front of them, suddenly feeling like they had been infected with their Papa’s neat freak tendencies.

Oliver immediately pulled out a personal hygiene kit from his crossbody bag, including a tiny piece of soap, a small toothbrush, a small jar of toothpaste, and a small cloth towel the size of a hand, clearing his throat and saying:

"Divine items that can wash away everything here~ Both clean and fragrant here~ Who wants one? One low-level magical core for a set~"

Finnick and Ryder also pulled out milk candy: "Sweet and fragrant milk candy, both sweet and nutty and chewy here~ Who wants some? Just one low-level magical core to exchange for five pieces~"

The beastman guards: "..."

One low-level magical core could exchange for three times that amount; these three children were scamming those kids by selling it at an exorbitant price.

Truly profiteers...