Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!
Chapter 581 - 176: Fortuitous Destiny (Part 3)
Yang Zhao is good at everything except dealing with women who are the strong, independent type.
If Su Xiaocai doesn’t want him, there will be another beauty waiting for Su Xiaocai.
A beauty scheme doesn’t only refer to a beauty; a beauty can be anything.
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In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Vegetable Farmers’ competition departure, and Su Xiaocai went to see them off.
She patted Wu Qingqing on the shoulder and instructed them not to get hung up on who ultimately wins, "Life’s journey has many sceneries, true friends are hard to come by. In this competition, strive to become an Insect Slayer, treating it as your battlefield, not just a solo contest."
Wu Qingqing: "We will, Master, the competition has never been our goal."
Ji Heng and Hu Ping also hugged Su Xiaocai lightly to say goodbye.
The solo competition has only ten thousand students, with three hundred thousand soldiers of various types participating in the competition, ready to support at any time.
Among them, there will be thirty thousand soldiers replaced with mechanical limbs mixed in the battlefield, mostly Mecha Masters and ground action units.
The ground action units are deployed to bring back certain resources and facilitate the demonstration of mechanical limbs.
Su Xiaocai didn’t go along but chose to stay home to observe the effect of her live-streaming equipment to see if it could be improved.
Three hundred thousand people, concentrated together, looks like a massive number.
Yet in the face of the real Insect Man army, they are but a drop in the ocean.
If the Mechanical Planet can complete the extermination of the Insect Men, it would add many offensive and defensive devices for future battles.
After the send-off, Xing Miao also moved into Su Xiaocai’s house temporarily the next morning.
She helped Xiao Wanzi cook, weeded around, and even went up to the rooftop to repair the wall.
With her mastery of seventeen out of eighteen skills, Xing Miao even started researching agriculture.
Seeing her incessantly working, Su Xiaocai asked: "Miaomiao, are you planning to become my assistant by learning so much?"
"I’m learning from you."
Su Xiaocai is usually this busy too.
"Perhaps you haven’t really observed your own condition properly." Xing Miao pointed at the live broadcast and looked at the erected shed and various machines outside, "Joining the army did not deter me from learning more from you. If I become a leader in the future, I’ll also want to grow vegetables to relieve stress. Last time, planting chive heads felt like it dispelled the anxiety from my heart."
In the whole team, only she didn’t make it to the solo final, she was a bit uneasy, fearing she couldn’t catch up with them.
After planting vegetables, her extra worries disappeared.
Everyone is good at different things, just like chives, they grow from seeds and take a long time, but they sustain. Seemingly ordinary, they are one of the indestructible wild vegetables found on any planet.
In the course of conversation, Xing Miao talked about her own concerns, "I didn’t practice enough before, didn’t have as much practice time as them, and my skills weren’t as sophisticated as theirs. But I’m good at commanding, and if I improve my piloting skills further, I can definitely catch up."
Su Xiaocai: "What if you can’t catch up? What then?"
"I’ll avoid internal strife. I’ll retire and go farming with you, promoting the profession of farmers."
Having money and a fallback, there are no worries about the future.
Xing Miao felt she could learn more because she wasn’t bad academically; learning more would prevent future confusion, and whatever she did, she had confidence in doing it well.
"It’s agreed, if I retire in the future, I’ll come to farm with you. I have a planet with so much land waiting for you to cultivate."
"Alright, you cover my food and lodging, just give me tens of thousands of pocket money every month at will, and I’ll help you farm."
Su Xiaocai: "..." Who would give tens of thousands of pocket money to a poor laborer?
Ugh, promise canceled, don’t want it, return it.
Su Xiaocai continued to watch the live broadcast, opening over ten screens, holding financial reports in hand.
Company affairs still need to be closely followed.
The solo competition had not officially started yet, the broadcasting lens was only doing testing, each participant was assigned two broadcasting lenses.
Everyone put on their gear; the Vegetable Farmers’ outfit was an exoskeletal battle suit provided by Su Xiaocai, different from the regular space suit.
It looked more futuristic in terms of technology.
The silver battle suit was very thin, with oxygen sheets attached to the back to prevent the inability to supply oxygen promptly after ejecting from the cabin.
The surrounding threads had incredible strength, unlike the exoskeletons in the laboratory; this type of battle suit wasn’t as protective but was convenient for space mecha swapping.
Once the helmet was on, nobody wanted to take it off.
Not only did the battle suit captivate, but the mech they showcased also caught eyes.
The Vegetable Farmers still didn’t use custom mechas but did use Standard Black Wings, the charm of Black Wings is irresistible to anyone.
The outer appearance of Black Wings was so sacred.
If it had been showcased months ago, everyone would have thought it was a concept machine.