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

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: Cold War

"First, write a letter to Ian to ask about the situation of this person named Arthur. If what the other party said is true and trustworthy, then we can take a gamble on Arthur."

Sane tapped the table and spoke in a deep voice. Kaelen did not say anything, only spread out pen and paper, and used a secret code to write the letter. After finishing the writing, he mentally calculated the date and said:

"By calculation, if we do not waste time stopping to trade goods anymore, we will meet Ian’s group in about twenty days. However, I have a new thought."

He slowly told Sane about the old Priest’s identity, then said: "I want to take a risk and tell him about our goal along with the truth about the Temple Master’s identity. I want to ask the old Priest to help contact other Priest disciples, forming an alliance against the Evil God."

Sane frowned: "If we do that, how will we know who is a friend and who is an enemy? If we unfortunately encounter a spy, the consequences will be extremely unpredictable."

"I know." Kaelen looked down at Ryder sadly: "Although I really do not want to, we still need to rely on Ryder first. As long as we control him from using his Divine Energy excessively, Ryder will definitely be fine."

This time, Sane did not agree with Kaelen’s intention. He said coldly: "Kaelen, we have not fallen so low as to use children to achieve our goals. Even though Ryder is adopted, we cannot do anything harmful to him."

Kaelen bit his lip and felt a bit angry in his heart: "I do not want to harm Ryder at all! As long as we control the level of Divine Energy usage, Ryder will definitely be fine!"

"Can you control it, Kaelen?! Are you sure no unexpected situations will arise in the middle? Do you dare guarantee no one will specifically target Ryder? Are you sure we can protect our son?!" Sane suddenly became agitated, his voice grew louder and louder, and his tone also became increasingly heavy: "You cannot guarantee anything, Kaelen. This is not the Gacha game you often play on the magic mirror, nor is it the boring betting game you play with the Sub-Beasts in the tribe during your free time! Reflect on yourself; until you have thought it through thoroughly, do not talk to me!"

After speaking, Sane picked up the letter Kaelen had just written, bent down to lift Ryder up, and turned to walk outside, leaving Kaelen dizzy with anger. Ryder’s two small hands clung to Sane’s shoulders, and his gaze passed over Daddy’s shoulder to look at Kaelen, who was surrounded by a black aura.

Ryder saw Kaelen like that for the first time and felt a bit scared. He looked up at Sane and called him anxiously: "Daddy..."

Sane took a deep breath, stretched out his large, warm hand to rub the little boy’s head, and comforted him softly: "Do not worry, your Papa is just lost. Give Kaelen some time to calm down."

Sane exuded a scent of bitterness and helplessness, and Ryder reached out to hug Sane’s neck, softly saying ’yes’.

This was the first time Sane and Kaelen had argued, and it was also the first time Sane had been so resolute with him, causing a wave of grievance that could not be dispelled to surge in Kaelen’s heart. He had promised to ensure Ryder’s safety, so why was Sane so harsh with Kaelen?

Kaelen admitted that he did have the intention to use Ryder. Ever since yesterday, after hearing the old Priest talk about the past in the Temple, Kaelen had been tossing and turning in his mind for a long time. He did not tell Sane about this because he was not sure yet.

He originally intended to think of a more thorough plan before discussing it with Sane. But today, he was provoked by Edward’s situation and blurted out his temporary plan without hesitation, which angered Sane.

Kaelen thought about it more and felt more aggrieved, his eyes turning red and welling up with tears.

Oliver and Finnick looked at each other, then both waddled over, hugged Kaelen’s leg, and said softly:

"Papa, do not be sad. I will go scold Daddy for you~" This was the sweet little Oliver.

"Papa, if you do not like Daddy anymore, I will take you somewhere else, okay? Anyway, you two haven’t held the mating ceremony yet. If Papa likes, I will find eighteen beastman husbands for you, each with a different style. What do you think, Papa?" This was the cheeky brat Finnick.

Chloe: "..."

These two, is this how you comfort someone? Be careful or your Daddy will hear and beat your butts into a pulp!

Sane had not gone far and was still hiding in a spot listening to the commotion inside: "..." Very good, you two brats, just you wait!!!

However, this somewhat naive yet cheeky comfort was exactly what made Kaelen’s suppressed grievance burst out. He hugged the two little ones and burst into tears:

"Papa did not mean to harm Ryder! He is also Papa’s son, how could Papa harm him?! How could your Daddy say that to Papa? Papa wants to divorce him! Papa wants to leave the father and keep the children!"

Sane: "..."

He truly felt helpless. The first thing Kaelen thought of was not self-reflection, but how to divorce his husband. And ’leave the father and keep the children’, Kaelen had watched too many melodramatic short films!

Sane knew Kaelen would be fine for now and carried Ryder to Chief Cinder. He did not bother hiding anymore and poured all his abilities into pushing the work forward at Cinder. Chief Cinder was extremely surprised, then seemed to understand something, and his heart filled with admiration.

Also being a Chief, he lacked Sane’s sharpness and decisiveness. What he had more than Sane was hundreds of years of tribe management experience. Cinder no longer hesitated and immediately passed on all he had accumulated to Sane.

Over the course of a day, the bond between the two tribes became even deeper.

When Sane returned in the evening, the kitchen was cold. Kaelen had taken the two children somewhere unknown. Ryder had followed Sane outside all day and harbored guilt the entire time, but now returning home to find Papa and his younger brothers gone, the little boy’s mood sank even further.

Sane rubbed Ryder’s head, set him down on the bed, and took out a wooden Rubik’s cube to hand to Ryder: "You sit and play, Daddy will cook dinner."

Sane finished cooking and sat playing with Ryder while anxiously looking out the door. It was not until the sunlight completely faded and the sky gradually turned pitch black that a team member from the caravan ran over to report:

"Chief, the High Priest said he will stay at Lord Draven’s house tonight to research a new healing method. Both children will also stay there, so you do not need to wait for them."

So Sane and Ryder could only eat dinner together, bathe together, and go to sleep together.

Before going to sleep, Ryder said softly: "Daddy, did you two argue because of me?"

Sane pinched the little boy’s mouse ear and smiled: "No, this is because of differing views between us adults, it has nothing to do with you. Do not overthink it, go to sleep quickly or you will not grow tall."

"Yes."

Ryder entered the dimension with a dejected mood. He had just entered when he saw a letter written with spiritual power that Edward had sent him:

[Uncle Wofu is in the underground cellar right beneath my bed. Today I have to stay awake to spy on the Temple Master, to see how he goes down there. Uncle Arthur’s plan is... after that we will... Remember to tell the two fathers so they do not worry too much, as well as prepare thoroughly for any unexpected situations.]

Ryder said sadly: "The two fathers argued, it seems it is because of me..."

He looked at the empty dimension with only himself, sat down by the stream, and cried ’boohoo’. Tears dropped into the stream, rippling out in circles.

Perhaps he cried so heartbrokenly that he awakened some existence. A somewhat clear voice, slightly resembling Chloe’s tone, suddenly rang out in the little boy’s mind:

[Master, do not cry~ You still have me.]

Ryder was startled, jumped up, and looked around in panic. A stretch of silence, no one at all? The little boy backed up continuously in fear until he fell ’plop’ into the stream. Ryder hurriedly scrambled ashore and said tremblingly:

"You... who are you? Why are you in my dimension???"

[Master, I am not a person, I am your contracted Spirit.]

Ryder naturally knew what a contracted Spirit was: "Are you like Chloe? But why cannot I see you?"

[Master, I am here~ Please come here.]

The voice had just faded when a white thread of light suddenly popped out of the ground and hovered in front of Ryder. It circled around the little mouse for a while, then flew forward. After flying a short distance, it stopped again, as if waiting for Ryder to chase after it.

Ryder snapped to his senses and hurriedly chased the white thread. The thread led him to an incredibly large, incredibly dark cave. Ryder was a bit scared and did not dare to enter. The light thread flew around him, rubbed against the little mouse’s cheek to comfort him, and encouraged him to move forward. The little mouse took a deep breath and began to grope his way inside.

He did not know how long he had walked or how many times he had stumbled, but finally, he reached a place filled with light. The source of the light was a milky white crystal, and its entire body emitted a gentle light like moonlight.

"Master, I finally waited for you~" The Dimension Spirit said gently, its voice light as if echoing from some void.

Ryder boldly approached the crystal and looked up: "Are you my contracted Spirit? You are really big!"

This crystal was extremely large, probably as big as Daddy’s original form. The little mouse scratched his head in confusion, not knowing how, with such a large size, he could wear the contracted Spirit on his head like Finnick. The Dimension Spirit seemed to be able to read Ryder’s thoughts, and it said softly:

"This is my main body, which is also the source maintaining the spiritual energy in the dimension. Please place your hand on my main body and transmit your spiritual power into it. I will be able to separate my consciousness from the main body."

Ryder did not hesitate at all, placed his hand on the crystal, and closed his eyes to transmit his spiritual power into it.

It seemed instantly, all of his Magical Energy and spiritual power were sucked away by the crystal at a dizzying speed. The little mouse’s body made of white light dimmed visibly to the naked eye.

"Stop... stop!" Ryder shouted in fear and wanted to pull his hand away, but his hand seemed glued to the crystal, unable to be pulled away no matter what.

The Dimension Spirit was also scared to tears:

"I, I cannot stop it, Master! The dimension is sucking away your life force, and I cannot stop it! Boohoo!"

Ryder’s rapidly draining life force quickly caught the attention of Sane, who was still tossing and turning with his arm across his forehead, deep in thought.

"Ryder! Ryder! What is wrong with you, Ryder?!!"

Sane tried to wake Ryder up but completely to no avail. He hurriedly transmitted his Magical Energy to the little boy and was horrified to find his Magical Energy being sucked away by Ryder rapidly. Sane hurriedly picked up the little mouse and ran towards Draven’s house while continuously transmitting Magical Energy.

"Kaelen! Draven! Hurry! Something happened to Ryder!"

Draven and Kaelen were still sitting and researching emergency surgical methods, not yet asleep. The two heard Sane’s panicked shout and immediately rushed outside. All of Crimson’s people were also immediately awakened and scrambled outside.

This was the first time they had seen their Chief lose his composure to the point of shouting in panic like that. The commotion in the guest quarters also quickly spread throughout the Cinder tribe, and everyone immediately flocked over to find out the situation.

Oliver and Finnick, who were sleeping, were also awakened; they opened their eyes and saw the three adults kneeling on the ground, ceaselessly transmitting Magical Energy to the little Mouse lying on the verge of death in the middle. The two kids frantically pounced over; they did not need to know what had happened yet but also helped their fathers transmit Magical Energy to their second brother.

"Everyone disperse quickly, what are you gathering here for? Was working during the day not tiring enough?!"

Cinder hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, drove all his clansmen back, and then looked worriedly at the situation in the middle of the guest quarters’ courtyard. At the same time, the terror in his heart regarding Crimson’s power grew even stronger.

Not only the adults, but even the two children were this powerful. Fortunately, Cinder was in an alliance with Crimson and not an enemy, otherwise, he did not dare imagine if his tribe could survive this winter.

The people from the other tribes’ scout teams, who had been kept back to learn earlier, also looked at each other and secretly felt lucky that their tribes had made the right choice.