Fangzheng did not explain despite noticing their reaction. After all, they didn't ask him. However, the few of them clearly sped up, no longer feeling despair about clinching victory. Instead, they had their hope rise. Perhaps, they hoped, this monk who didn't sink into the mud could produce a miracle? Fangzheng was pleased seeing this. One's conviction was always important to the outcome of a competition!
"Jingxin, Jingzhen! Stop messing about and quickly reap the paddy. Don't lose to the machine," said Fangzheng with a smile.
Red Boy was taken aback when he heard that. Monkey immediately used a sickle and, like a humanoid black-mud-creature, he ran over. He began imitating Zhou Zishan and company's actions by reaping the paddy.
Zhou Zishan and company never expected the monkey to be so intelligent that it could reap paddy. Although his skills weren't honed, he could indeed do the job. The few of them were naturally happy to gain another helping hand.
