Chapter 1351 - 1351 912 Capture a Live One for Questioning
Chapter 1351 - 1351 912 Capture a Live One for Questioning
?Chapter 1351: Chapter 912: Capture a Live One for Questioning Chapter 1351: Chapter 912: Capture a Live One for Questioning “Where crops were thriving, nobody would first suspect that their own farming Mechanical Construct had become a spirit,” so the human just took a glance and left, stumped, planning to return in a few days.
Unfortunately, he wouldn’t have the chance. His reaction had put Ange on guard, who immediately began to disguise, such as pruning roots, cutting branches, and beating the plants to suppress some visible features of the crops.
Suppressing certain traits of plants was quite common, the most common being dwarfing — transforming tall fruit trees into short shrubs to ease harvesting and reduce the nutrition consumed by branches and leaves, after all, fruit trees were only needed for their fruits, not their large and robust growth.
When the human returned the next day, the crops looked just like those in other plots, maybe even more wilted.
“I told you it was too much fertilizer, look, the roots are burnt,” the human muttered, kicking Ange, saying, “Be careful, or I’ll dismantle you.”
Ange fell down as if a normal Mechanical Construct, only casting a deep glance at the man when he had left.
Ange had not taken the Monarch’s advice to find a new frame. Though Ange usually didn’t stir up trouble, one shouldn’t forget that he had disguised himself as a Godman, an Ascetic monk, and a human before. At Anthony’s, he had learned too many disguising skills.
For the next period, Ange researched this type of shrub, studying its habits and ways of planting, stealing its fruits.
“Wilted but the yield hasn’t dropped; not bad, not bad,” the human said, looking contentedly at the red Crystals in the harvesting basket and kicked Ange again.
“?” Ange was full of question marks but still fell down as if by inertia. Were crops still being kicked despite not dropping in yield?
From a distance came the sound of a Wrench, “Fraser, what are you doing! You’re kicking my construct again; no wonder it’s always breaking down. Are you that idle? Why are your feet so restless? Do you need a wrench on them?”
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