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

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Unpleasant odors in the air

Kaelen was completely unaware that his three children had scammed all the pocket money from the kids of the Cinder tribe, and had even started targeting the adults.

He was busy peeling sweet potatoes to steam with rice, and roasting some honey sweet potatoes for dessert.

He took the steamed sweet potatoes, mashed them, mixed them with a little sorghum sugar, shaped them into cute little silkworm cocoons, rolled them in a crispy frying batter he made himself from rice flour and canna starch, and dropped them into a pan of boiling pork fat.

A sizzling sound rang out, and the sweet potato cocoons quickly puffed up, turning a golden and crispy color.

The honey sweet potatoes were brushed with butter for roasting.

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes spread in the air, making his stomach unconsciously rumble.

Kaelen frowned at his stomach, discovering that today he seemed to be eating more and getting hungry faster than usual. Thinking of the sudden changes before, his expression suddenly twisted.

No way, right? Could he be pregnant again?!

He hurriedly finished cooking the pot of rice first, then turned off the stove and ran to find Draven to ask him to check his pulse. Hearing what Kaelen said, Draven felt extremely surprised and hurriedly checked thoroughly. After all, when he previously gave birth to the three children, Kaelen’s body had suffered great damage. Even though he was subsequently nourished and slowly treated with Divine Energy, some wear and tear was inevitable.

After completing the check-up, Draven breathed a sigh of relief: "You are not pregnant. But I still cannot say for sure. Come find me every five days so I can check on you."

Kaelen also let out a sigh. He was most afraid of getting pregnant at a critical time like this. He said to Draven:

"Why don’t you research a contraceptive..."

Draven’s eyes widened, then he bared his teeth and glared, saying: "In this day and age, younglings are scarce, and it is hard for Sub-Beasts to get pregnant. People are thrilled to death to get pregnant, yet you tell me to research a contraceptive. You want me to get cursed to death by everyone, don’t you?"

Kaelen stuck his tongue out: "I did not tell you to research it for others to use, just research it for me to use..."

"Get out, get out, get out, get out! If you want to research it, do it yourself! Giving birth to triplets at once is already very impressive!"

Kaelen was kicked straight out by Draven, embarrassedly rubbing his nose as he went to call his children back for dinner.

As soon as he reached the yard, he saw his three children surrounded by a group of Cinder kids like stars surrounding the moon. Oliver stood on a rock, holding a piece of soap smelling of locust pods that he had just cut into small pieces, talking non-stop:

"See this? Just rub it like this, white foam will appear, and the lice will all die! Your hair will smell as good as mine! One set for just one level-one magical core! What a bargain!"

Finnick sat next to him, hugging a jar of goat milk candy, looking serious: "Milk candy, eat it and grow as tall and strong as a Crimson warrior! Five pieces for one magical core! You will lose out if you do not buy!"

Ryder wasn’t selling anything; he was just sitting there counting the magical cores they had just collected, his eyes squinted into two thin lines, his mouse tail wagging happily.

Kaelen: "..."

The beastman guards standing watch nearby saw Kaelen and hurriedly bowed their heads, their expressions seeming to say: High Priest, it is not that we did not try to stop them, but these three little ancestors said this is a practical exercise for the economics subject you taught them.

Kaelen rubbed his forehead, walking over and grabbing his three children by their collars, dragging them away.

"Oliver! Finnick! Ryder! Who told you to sell things at such an exorbitant price? A low-level magical core at Crimson can exchange for three bars of soap and a large bag of candy! You selling like this makes you profiteers!"

Oliver blinked his purple eyes, hugging Kaelen’s leg coquettishly: "But Papa, this is not Crimson. Here, a low-level magical core can only exchange for one piece of dried meat. We are already selling it very cheaply. Besides... besides, we wanted to earn money to bring back for Papa..."

Finnick nodded repeatedly: "Yes, didn’t Papa say that to circulate in the Northern Continent, we must have a lot of money?"

Ryder pulled a handful of colorful magical cores out of his pocket and shoved them into Kaelen’s hand: "Here Papa, all for Papa! Please do not be angry, Papa!"

Looking at the three small faces that were both guilty and trying to please him, Kaelen couldn’t bring himself to scold them no matter how angry he was. He sighed, squatted down, and rubbed each of their heads:

"Wanting to earn money is good, but as a merchant, you must have a conscience. If you sell at an expensive price, people will buy once and will not buy again. If you sell at a fair price and teach them how to use it, they will appreciate you, and in the future, if they have anything delicious, they will think of you first. That is a long-term business, understand?"

The three little ones nodded blankly, seemingly understanding but not quite. Kaelen knew they were still young and couldn’t be forced to understand everything at once. He confiscated half of the magical cores and returned one core to each of the Cinder children as compensation, letting the three keep the rest as capital.

As soon as the four of them returned home, Sane also arrived. He still had a trace of water vapor on him, seemingly having taken a quick bath before coming back.

Upon seeing Kaelen return, Sane stepped forward and lifted him up right in front of the children and the beastman guards, leaning close to his ear and whispering in a tone tinged with a bit of grievance: "Draven just told on you for daring to ask him to research a contraceptive. Do you not want to have my children anymore?"

Kaelen blushed and punched his chest: "Is it not because the timing is not right? Besides, how long has it been since I gave birth? Do not look at our children growing up so fast like they ate weight-gaining feed, they are only half a year old! If you want me to give birth continuously, you should at least see if I have the life to do it?!"

Sane laughed out loud, pinching Kaelen’s nose, and said: "Alright, if you do not want to give birth, then do not give birth. Not only will you not give birth now, but you will not give birth in the future either. I will just cut that thing off, alright?"

Ryder looked up at the two of them in confusion, asking innocently: "Daddy, what do you want to cut off?"

The two fathers forgot that their children were still here: "..."

’Pfft!’

The two beastman guards couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter. They hurriedly stood at attention, looking up at the sky. Kaelen looked at the two beastmen who were trying so hard to hold back their laughter that their whole bodies were trembling. He glared at Sane with a flushed face, scolding:

"If you still do not put me down, you and your sons will starve today!"

Sane chuckled, picking up his mate and leading his three sons inside the house.

Kaelen handed a few plates of sweet potato cocoons to the four of them and the two guards:

"Everyone eat this temporarily to line your stomachs first, I will make more grilled meat vermicelli and sour and spicy glass noodles."

Oliver and Finnick were still dejected about having their assets confiscated, but upon smelling the aroma, they instantly forgot everything, squatting by the table, picking up the sweet potato cocoons, blowing on them and eating. The outside was crispy, the inside chewy and sweet.

"So delicious, Papa! This is even better than mashed potatoes!" Ryder praised while eating.

Kaelen smiled and said: "This is because we have not found coconut trees and sesame plants yet. If we added those, it would be even more delicious."

Kaelen’s hands moved nimbly kneading the dough, while Sane assisted him by pressing the noodles and boiling them.

Without roasted peanuts, Kaelen replaced them with a salad of carrots and wild amaranth.

The meat was minced, mixed with onions and lemongrass, sugar, BBQ sauce, chicken seasoning, and fish sauce. After mixing everything well, he shaped it into cocoons around the ends of wooden skewers and grilled them over hot coals.

For the mixing sauce, he fried scallions with pork fat until fragrant, then added fish sauce and garlic, stirring until slightly thickened.

He put the vermicelli on a plate, added the vegetable and carrot salad, and drizzled the sauce over it.

As for the chicken sour and spicy glass noodles, first, he soaked the glass noodles in warm water to soften them.

He took a piece of chicken breast, boiled it until cooked, then shredded it. Next, he stir-fried the chicken with spices to let it absorb the flavor. He added a bit of salt, shiitake mushrooms, and seasoning to the chicken broth, simmering it thoroughly with chicken bones. He placed the softened glass noodles in a bowl, topped it with a portion of the stir-fried chicken and a little cilantro, then poured the chicken broth over it, covered the lid for about two minutes, and finally added chili oil.

Kaelen placed the vermicelli and glass noodles in front of Finnick and Ryder, and scooped a bowl of rice mixed with sweet potatoes for himself, Sane, and Oliver, eating it with stir-fried chicken breast meat and sweet potato leaf soup cooked with shrimp powder.

After the main course, each person received a butter-roasted honey sweet potato for dessert.

By the time they finished eating, it was already pitch dark. Kaelen coaxed the three little ones to sleep early, as they had been running around all day without a nap. In a happy mood, Ryder brought Finnick along into the resonance dimension.

Inside the resonance dimension.

Ryder was the first to enter. As soon as he entered, he immediately pulled out the thread of raspberry ice cream flavor he had packaged this afternoon, eagerly waiting for his eldest brother.

Finnick also entered right after, with a tiny sprout with only two leaves on his green leopard head. Surprised, Ryder pointed at Finnick’s head:

"Finnick, Chloe can also enter the dimension."

Finnick hummed and raised his head to look. At this moment, Chloe also jumped down to the ground, putting her hands on her hips and looking around. She ran a bit to this side, ran a bit to that side, inspecting the ground beneath her feet. Then she ran to the spiritual spring and jumped right in.

The two small leaves on her head slightly spread open. Chloe’s voice sounded melancholic: "If I knew, I should have just signed a contract with you. This dimension has the tendency to evolve into an artifact spirit!"

Finnick bared his teeth, smiling somewhat cryptically: "Oh, so cancelling the contract now and re-signing is still not too late~"

Chloe knew she misspoke and hurriedly swam to shore, rubbing against the leopard’s leg to fawn over him:

"Master, I was only joking~ You are magnanimous, please do not blame a mindless blade of grass like me... Yikes! High-level bloodline!!!"

While flattering him, Chloe suddenly shivered, jumped up onto Finnick’s body, and tried to hide her body within her master’s spiritual form. The leopard was completely speechless at this foolish plant, then leisurely walked towards the person who had just arrived.

"Brother Edward, you are here so early today?"

Edward narrowed his eyes slightly: "There is a strange scent... Oh, Finnick, you leveled up?"

Finnick nodded: "Yes, I just leveled up this morning. Ah, let me introduce to you, this is my contracted Spirit, Chloe."

Without standing on ceremony, Finnick plucked the plant that was trying to burrow into his body and held it out in front of Edward. Chloe trembled like a leaf, raising a root and saying tearfully:

"Hello... hello sir." Then, with a whoosh, she burrowed back and hid inside Finnick.

Edward stuck his tongue out: "This thing is quite cowardly, isn’t it? By the way, Ryder, why haven’t you said anything?"

He only saw Ryder standing far away, holding his nose, looking at Edward with a guarded expression. Hearing Edward’s question, the little boy replied in disgust: "Did you fall into a dung pit or something? You stink so much! I am dying from the stench!!!"

Edward was stunned, looking down at his own body, not discovering anything abnormal at all. He confusedly scratched his head with his tail, then was about to slither down to the spiritual spring to bathe. Right at that moment, Chloe’s voice echoed from within Finnick:

"You... do not go in. The water will be contaminated..."

Finnick narrowed his eyes, plucked the plant out again, and placed it on the ground. He said in a deep voice: "This is my brother, he will not eat people. Step out and explain clearly!"

The distance Finnick placed Chloe was too close to Edward. The plant stood trembling for a while, and finally unable to bear it anymore, she let out a tragic scream and jumped into Ryder’s arms, who was standing very far away.