Chapter 386 - 281: Tang Wen: The Weakness Is Too Strong, Not a Pervert

Chapter 386: Chapter 281: Tang Wen: The Weakness Is Too Strong, Not a Pervert

The maize flowed like a yellow waterfall.

General Zhou’s breath hitched. He walked over, caught a few kernels, and bit down on one. His eyes narrowed. "Amazing. Just amazing..."

The Queen, General Zhao, and Zhou Bing also had an extraordinary glint in their eyes.

The maize rustled down, and soon the pile inside was taller than a person, about to spill out the doorway.

Tang Wen stopped, put away the Void Stone, and moved to another room.

The room was very small, only a few square meters.

With nothing to block the doorway, the maize would spill out once it reached a certain height.

So, Tang Wen had to switch from one room to the next.

No one spoke. There was only the cascading sound of the grain as everyone followed close behind.

Although their lives were long past the point of worrying about basic subsistence.

Even in a year of famine, it was impossible for the Extraordinary to go hungry.

That wouldn’t be a famine; it would be an apocalypse.

General Zhou squinted, his gaze distant.

Watching the bright yellow maize, he leaned against the doorframe, lost in thought.

The Queen didn’t raise her wine gourd again. A barely perceptible hint of relief showed in her eyes.

For a moment, she seemed to forget the pain that wracked her body.

Zhou Bing looked from Tang Wen to the maize.

As the group’s mood lightened, the cascading sound of the maize was truly pleasant to hear.

Food, in the camp, in this world, was far more important than any gold or resources.

When Tang Wen first arrived, he had nearly starved to death.

He could understand how they felt.

In the face of starvation, nothing else mattered.

’How should I put it?’

Experiencing profound hunger changes a person.

After he got the Void Stone and had just returned to Ganshan City, he had stuffed several boxes of food inside it.

There was roast chicken, sweet cakes, cured meat, and fruits and vegetables.

It was all about a balanced diet.

Later, he had gone to his organization’s storehouse and taken many Elixirs refined from Extraordinary Flesh and Blood.

These Elixirs weren’t particularly useful for other things, but if an Extraordinary ate one, they could go a whole day without feeling hungry.

They were perfect for replenishing stamina after an intense battle.

WHOOSH...

The sound stopped abruptly.

General Zhou and the others snapped back to their senses.

Amidst their joyful gazes, there was a hint of dissatisfaction. ’Is that it?’

"Fifty-seven rooms." "Fifty-seven." "A total of fifty-seven."

No one had been counting earlier, but now they all arrived at the same number in unison.

Tang Wen looked at their beaming faces and smiled. "The rooms aren’t completely full. But just piling the maize here isn’t a solution. It’s best to bag it, and we also need to be careful about pests."

Elder Xia took a puff from his pipe, pointed at the small rooms, and said:

"These rooms are all the same size, and the walls are airtight."

"When I was young, I locked a bamboo rat in one. In the end, its breathing grew faint, and it nearly suffocated to death."

"We just need to seal the doorways, and they’ll make perfect granaries."

Tang Wen nodded, feeling even more astonished.

As he was depositing the grain, his Spiritual Power had swept over the rooms, and he had noticed something strange.

Room after room, they were all almost exactly the same size.

The differences in their length, width, and height could be measured in millimeters.

The walls themselves seemed to be carved and polished from single blocks of stone. They were cool and solid to the touch, without a single visible seam.

It would have been one thing for a single room to be like this, but every single one was the same.

Tang Wen couldn’t help but wonder. ’Could the technology from my past life achieve this level of precision?’

’After thinking it over, the answer is... maybe, but there’d be no reason to.’

’Take houses, for example. Anyone who has seen a real estate contract is told that there will inevitably be discrepancies between the final area and the floor plan, and that everything is subject to the final survey.’

’In other words, in those high-rise buildings with their seemingly identical layouts...’

’...the difference in actual area is often large enough to be measured in square meters.’

’A hundred-square-meter apartment can be off by one or two percent.’

’If you measured precisely enough, you could say that no two rooms are ever exactly the same size.’

’So how were these small rooms before me, with their negligible differences in area, constructed?’

’How many resources must have been spent? How many rounds of repeated construction and modification would it take to achieve this result!’

’And after expending so much effort, what were these rooms even for?’

A series of questions followed, but Tang Wen couldn’t find any answers, so he decided not to trouble himself with them.

While Elder Xia spoke, General Zhou, still not completely at ease, went and carefully inspected each room one by one.

Finding nothing out of the ordinary, he closed the Stone Gates one by one.

"There’s enough grain here to feed the entire camp for at least a year. If we’re frugal, it could even last for two."

With grain in their hands, they no longer had to panic.

Tang Wen took out another Void Stone. "There’s over a hundred thousand more jin in here."

The joy on everyone’s faces deepened.

After all the grain was unloaded, everyone’s expressions grew even more relaxed.

But Tang Wen wasn’t satisfied yet.

"While the drought isn’t too severe yet, the Huang Family’s major grain-producing camps all have reserves. I’m going to go pull a few more heists."

"This...?" General Zhou and Elder Xia looked at each other. Although they were sorely tempted, the two prudent old-timers waved their hands in refusal. "It’s best not to engage in such risky ventures."

Zhou Bing also advised, "Be careful. They might get suspicious and trace it back to you."

General Zhao also disagreed.

Tang Wen looked toward the Queen. Her hand was propping up her chin, her eyes shining.

"Actually, it’s not out of the question. However, to prevent you from doing anything too impulsive, I think it would be best for me to go with you. That way, if you think about taking any risks, I can be there to hold you back!"

Xia Qingge lifted her fair chin, extremely pleased with the excuse she had just concocted.

The words were barely out of her mouth when the smiles vanished from the others’ faces, and they stared at her, speechless.

Tang Wen secretly rolled his eyes. ’My dearest Her Majesty the Queen, Xia Qingge, who on earth gave you the nerve to think you’re the responsible one here?’

"Hmph!" Xia Qingge raised her wine gourd, and after a few big GULPS, said shamelessly, "I am the Queen, and he is the Young Master. That settles it."