Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 11: Killing the Rabbit [Seeking recommendations, seeking collections, seeking investment]

The reason why the other person's crops are better is because they put in more effort and watered them more.

This also means that the other person has almost spent all their spare time on labor. They have worked so hard for half a year just to possibly gain a few more pieces of spirit stones.

They were about to harvest, but encountered such a situation. It's no wonder the other person is desperate.

Looking at the three people clearly at a disadvantage, Zhang Deming frowned and asked, "Who was the first to notice and inform the manager?"

A fellow disciple next to him spoke up, "It was Peng who noticed, and he immediately informed Junior Brother Liu. Then he informed everyone else. Several people have already gone to find Manager Feng. But it seems like Manager Feng is not in the courtyard today, and no one knows where he went. We are currently looking for him."

At this moment, a few more fellow disciples gathered around.

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "We can't fight like this. It will only trample on more spirit rice."

The fellow disciple next to him smiled bitterly and said, "The rabbit is tough. Besides surrounding it and waiting for the manager to come, can we rely on us, the miscellaneous workers, to kill it? Everyone is just stalling for time until the manager arrives. As for trampling, it's just fate."

Hearing this, Zhang Deming furrowed his brows because Liu Yahan's spiritual field was right next to his and Zong En's.

At this moment, with the five people's encirclement, the rabbit's jumping became more intense.

Seeing many fellow disciples wanting to join the fight and the battle gradually moving closer to his own spiritual field, Zhang Deming looked around but didn't see Manager Feng.

Originally, he planned to reveal his growth technique after spending some time in the outer sect, but now it seemed impossible.

He didn't want the spirit stones he was about to obtain after half a year of hard work to fly away. Who knows, he might even be punished.

Under the puzzled gazes of many fellow disciples, Zhang Deming stepped forward and directly threw out a few seeds, swiftly flipping his hands.

Zong En beside him was slightly surprised and said, "Could it be..."

"Spell: Vine Growth."

As Zhang Deming's spiritual power surged, several vines directly broke through the soil. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, they entangled the rabbit trapped in the encirclement.

The surrounding miscellaneous workers were all amazed.

"This is... Growth Technique?"

"Wait, didn't Ming just learn the Minor Cloud and Rain Spell?"

"What? He can use two spells before entering the outer sect?"

"Wow, Ming, did you keep a hidden card, or did you really learn two spells in less than two months?"

"Did you guys notice Ming's cultivation level?"

"He's already an intermediate apprentice! Wow, isn't it only Zong En who's about to break through?"

"So the hidden powerhouse in our miscellaneous workers' courtyard turned out to be Ming. He hid it well."

"Yes, he has been biding his time for ten years, not making a sound, and now he's making a big splash!"

Beside him, many people were stunned by Zhang Deming's sudden use of a spell. Zhang Deming felt the intense struggle transmitted by the vines and the rapid consumption of spiritual energy.

While controlling the vines to contract, he shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Grab your hoes!"

Beside him, Peng Tuan was slightly stunned. He held a heavy hoe and directly struck the rabbit's head.

"Bang!"

This rabbit is truly stubborn. Even after being hit with a hoe, its skin didn't break.

Following Peng Tuan's actions, everyone woke up.

Several fellow disciples holding hoes struggled to hold them and fiercely smashed the rabbit's head.

After beating it for about a minute, when several people were exhausted, the rabbit convulsed and died, blood oozing from its mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming finally stopped using the spell.

The vines withered rapidly, turning into dots of light and disappearing.

Everyone stared at Zhang Deming, a familiar yet unfamiliar fellow disciple.

"Brother Ming, what is your cultivation level?" someone asked.

Zhang Deming felt the gaze of everyone and replied, "Oh, this, I just had a breakthrough a moment ago."

Everyone: "..."

Zong En also spoke up, "Then, what spell is this?"

Zhang Deming hesitated and said, "Isn't this the growth spell we chose together before? I suddenly had some insights at noon and inexplicably cultivated it."

Ha, suddenly and inexplicably?

Why is it that we have been cultivating for many years and haven't mastered a single spell?

You managed to do it twice in a month, suddenly and inexplicably?

Why can't I do it once by chance?

Many people looked at Zhang Deming with resentment.

"Um, don't all stare at me, quickly clean up the trampled spirit rice," Zhang Deming felt a little annoyed by everyone's gaze and said.

With his words, many people finally reacted and turned around to find that Liu Yahui was quietly cleaning up his own paddy field.

He looked dejected and didn't even care about the injuries on his shoulders.

Many people sympathetically went forward to help.

Because they discovered it in time, only his paddy field was destroyed, with more than two-fifths eaten and trampled.

The yield of spirit rice was already extremely low, and losing more than one-fifth meant that he had been working in vain for half a year. It was fortunate if he didn't get punished, let alone earn spirit stones.

Zhang Deming shook his head and didn't join in the commotion.

He directed a few fellow disciples to carry the half-human-tall, dog-sized monster rabbit back to the disciple's quarters.

The meat of low-level monster beasts was considered spiritual food for outer disciples. They could only have a taste of bone broth during the Lunar New Year.

When everyone saw the monster rabbit being carried back to the disciple's quarters, Feng Mingyou, the person in charge, was hurriedly brought back by a fellow disciple.

From afar, they could hear Feng Mingyou's urgent voice, rushing over while roaring.

"What are you doing? Each and every one of you rabbit brats, instead of blocking the monster beasts for me, you're all gathered here. Do you want to turn the world upside down? Don't you want the spiritual fields? Don't you care about the rice?"

Before Feng Mingyou finished roaring, many people who heard his words made way, and the huge body of the monster rabbit could be seen even without looking.

"Um, kill it?"

Feng Mingyou had arrived at the square by now and looked at the dead monster rabbit on the ground with astonishment.

Then he lowered his body and carefully examined it.

"Quickly advancing to the intermediate apprentice level monster beast, with such strength and tough skin, it's already good enough that you rabbit brats could surround it. How did you kill it?"

While examining the wound on the monster rabbit's head, Feng Mingyou asked.

After asking, he realized that no one answered and raised his head, only to be stunned by the sight of everyone pointing at Zhang Deming, who was pointing at Peng Tuan beside him.

Feng Mingyou paused and, in confusion, said, "Zhang Deming, you explain."

"Manager, Peng Tuan and a few junior brothers killed it with hoes," Zhang Deming said nonchalantly.

Everyone: "..."

Feng Mingyou furrowed his brows upon hearing this and said, "Hoes? Spiritual hoes? And those rabbit brats were able to chase after the monster rabbit and kill it with those things?"

After Feng Mingyou finished speaking, he noticed everyone looking at Zhang Deming with strange expressions.

His face turned dark. After ten years of being together, he knew this kid's cunning nature quite well.

(End of this chapter)