Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 25 Plague!

"Rank One Middle Grade!"

Wang Ba looked at the white light rising in the burning smoke with some surprise.

Despite his speculations, he still couldn't help but feel a little groggy when his grade of Grade A-5 was confirmed at this moment.

Jiawu didn't have any consciousness of being a Middle Grade soul chicken, so he rubbed himself around Wang Ba to please him.

Wang Ba immediately rewarded him with some discarded spirit worms.

There are still some regrets in my heart.

"It's a pity that Jiawu is just a broiler, not the kind of spirit beast that can fight. Otherwise, it would be great if I have a Rank One Middle Grade spirit beast protecting me!"

For some reason, Wang Ba felt that the atmosphere in the sect was a bit strange recently.

It wasn't obvious when he was at Lujialiangji before, but when he saw that the products in the herbal medicine shop and the talisman shop were sold out, he felt vaguely uneasy.

But being in the sect, he really couldn't imagine what kind of danger there would be, and where such danger would come from.

He simply stopped thinking about it, since the sky had fallen and it wasn't his turn.

Time flies.

The fifth day after Wang Ba successfully broke through the sixth level of the Strong Body Meridian.

At the foot of the villa.

Lao Hou looked at the extra buckets of chicken feed with some confusion.

"What's going on with you? Why do you use more chicken feed sometimes, sometimes less, and still fluctuate so much?"

"As you know, I have been studying how to cultivate spiritual chickens recently, so the consumption is indeed unstable. So, you can keep these barrels. Anyway, the weather is getting colder, and the fermentation time will be longer."

Wang Ba also smiled helplessly.

He did not hide the matter of researching the spiritual chicken from Lao Hou. It could even be said that he deliberately let Lao Hou know about it.

But he deliberately concealed the results.

This was also done on purpose by him, to vaccinate the sect in advance.

Let the sect know that he did not produce so many spiritual chickens all at once, but that he had a track and a process.

Even if there is a problem with Deacon Li, he can still leave a foreshadowing in the sect through Lao Hou's big mouth.

It can be used at any time when needed.

It's double insurance.

The purpose of not mentioning the results is to avoid premature leakage and attract the prying eyes of others.

After all, there are many chicken farmers who want to make a comeback by raising spiritual chickens, but few of them actually produce results.

Even if everyone knows that Wang Ba is doing research, probably no one will believe that he can produce results.

This was Wang Ba's usual rhetoric, so Lao Hou didn't bother to ask any more questions. He gently picked up the chicken and helped Wang Ba deliver the chicken ingredients to the villa.

Seeing that Wang Ba seemed completely immersed in the business of raising chickens, he shook his head helplessly and said:

"Brother You, you can really sit still! Don't you feel that something is wrong in the sect recently?"

"What's wrong? I feel fine. What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Wang Ba's heart moved, but his face still looked completely unaware.

When Lao Hou looked at Wang Ba, there was suddenly a hint of anger in his eyes, and he immediately displayed his good mouthy style:

"Don't you know, the sect has recruited young men!"

Wang Ba is a little baffled.

"They just sent some of the handymen to do hard labor outside the sect!"

Lao Hou continued to break the news.

"Working as a coolie? Isn't that impossible? The sect's immortals can do all they can with their hands, so why do we need handymen to do coolies?"

Wang Ba thought for a while, shook his head, and looked at Lao Hou with suspicion:

"Isn't it that person from the Immortal Society who told you?"

"Shh!"

Lao Hou quickly raised his finger and glanced left and right: "Keep your voice down!"

"Does anyone else need to say this? I saw with my own eyes that the disciples from the 'Foreign Affairs Office' personally escorted the handyman out!"

"And I also heard from people at Jingshanfang that a spiritual spring was discovered not far from the sect. I guess they were asked to dig it!"

"What's more, if these sect disciples can really solve the problem with their hands, why would they let us work here!"

As he spoke, he expressed dissatisfaction with the disciples of the sect.

Wang Ba thought it was true. If the immortals were really omnipotent, there would be no need for them to raise chickens for the immortals.

"However, this has nothing to do with us, right? We belong to the Ten Thousand Beasts Room, so the Foreign Affairs Office shouldn't be able to control us, right?"

"Besides, I am a chicken farmer. You can't let me leave so many chickens alone and go out to dig spiritual springs, right?"

"Don't immortals need spiritual food anymore?"

Wang Ba's words were reasonable and well-founded. Lao Hou couldn't say anything. He was scratching his head and finally said with an indignant look:

"Anyway, I think us low-level handymen must gather together so that no one dares to look down on us or bully us!"

"This is not something you, Lao Hou, can say. Could it be said by someone from the Immortal Society?"

Wang Ba joked with a smile.

"Go, go, go! Why are you and I chatting here? Go feed your chickens!"

Lao Hou glared at Wang Ba angrily and drove away in his donkey cart.

But before he had gone far, he seemed to remember something, jumped off the donkey cart again, and ran back quickly.

He quickly crossed the road of more than a hundred feet and arrived in front of Wang Ba without blushing or out of breath.

"I almost forgot something important!"

Lao Hou quickly said: "I heard that the A-zi village that raises pigs and the B-zi village that raises cattle and sheep are all getting sick! By the way, there are now more than 20 farmers in D-zi village suffering from chicken plague, so you must pay attention! "

Hearing the news, Wang Ba couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"More than twenty Zhuangzi suffered from the chicken plague?! I remember that the chicken plague started more than three months ago? Haven't the immortals from the Ten Thousand Beasts Room solved it yet?"

He had also heard from shopkeeper Lu that some Zhuangzi in Dingzizhuang were suffering from chicken plague, but he did not expect that more than twenty Zhuangzi had been affected.

"I don't know about this. I didn't send the Zhuangzi chicken feed that suffered from the chicken plague. I also recently saw the carcasses of many livestock in Jingshan House and found out after asking more. Anyway, you must pay attention. point!"

After Lao Hou finished speaking, he ran away quickly. He had to deliver a lot of things to Zhuangzi every day, and he didn't have much time.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Wang Ba vaguely felt that Lao Hou's recent skills seemed to be much more flexible than before.

But his mind was soon distracted by the chicken plague.

"More than twenty Zhuangzi are suffering from chicken plague! This is really troublesome!"

Chicken plague is a general term for poultry diseases. In previous lives, there was another name that Wang Ba was more familiar with: avian influenza.

Even in the previous life, there was still no effective treatment for this disease. The only way to prevent the spread was through disinfection, isolation and mass slaughter of livestock.

And if the immortals in this world are helpless against the chicken plague, then the rare chickens in Dingzi Village may be about to undergo an extermination massacre.

No, maybe the entire Dongsheng Sect will never see a rare chicken again!

Wang Ba has no intention of caring about the sect's losses. What he cares more about is that once the rare chickens in the sect are affected by the disaster, his plan to rely on the rare chickens to reach the tenth level of the Zhuangsijing will be aborted.

And more importantly, he felt something strange:

"There was a chicken plague three months ago. Logically speaking, it should have attracted the attention of the sect, right?"

"But the result is that chicken plague broke out again."

"Furthermore, chicken fever, swine fever, and cattle and sheep fever all have different causes, but they all coincidentally broke out together."

"There's... something wrong here!"

(end of this chapter)