Under Lu Xingyan's guidance, Yuezheng Yan had no choice but to use a medicinal hoe in each hand to increase the efficiency of digging mushrooms.
The two of them worked hard for two hours and only dug up a little over a thousand types.
Looking at the remaining two thousand types, Lu Xingyan couldn't help but feel a darkness before his eyes.
Yuezheng Yan didn't want to speak anymore, he silently gritted his teeth and dug fiercely, wishing he could die sooner to be free from this suffering.
[Old Sixth, why do you think Yuezheng Yan is a human?]
Yuezheng Yan: "..." Lu Xingyan, you're at it again, huh?
[If he were a demon, preferably a Lion's Mane Jellyfish with hundreds of tentacles, or an Octopus would be fine too]
[I have hundreds of medicinal hoes anyway, enough for him to grab a handful at once]
[Then we wouldn't be wasting time here, digging mushrooms for hours on end]
Yuezheng Yan: "..." Lu Xingyan, if possible, just chop off my hands, please.
