The Plant Master Becomes A Mute Sub-Beast: Farming And Laying Eggs Chapter 103: Does the God Exist?

"How is Wofu’s condition?"

When Kaelen lifted the tent flap and walked in, Draven was supporting Wofu’s head, carefully feeding the white tiger liquid porridge spoonful by spoonful. This spoon was designed like a baby weaning spoon; the handle was attached to a hollow reed tube allowing the porridge to flow down to the spoon’s tip in small amounts, preventing choking on porridge or water. This thing was invented for Leonardo, and now added Wofu.

Hearing Kaelen ask, Draven answered in a sorrowful voice:

"He can swallow food and drink, but still shows no signs of waking up."

Kaelen nodded. Being able to eat and drink was already very fortunate. He examined Wofu’s body, then said to Draven:

"Co here, I will teach you how to massage and flex his limb joints. A comatose beastman lying in one spot for a long ti will have stagnant blood circulation; if not frequently massaged and exercised, the muscles will atrophy and the joints will beco completely stiff. By the ti he wakes up, he won’t be able to walk..."

Kaelen held one of the white tiger’s front limbs, instructing Draven on how much force to use, and how much ability to channel was just enough. Draven watched attentively without blinking. After Kaelen finished instructing, he stepped aside to let Draven do it himself, occasionally reminding him of a point or two.

Initially, Draven was a bit clumsy, but after massaging the second limb, he began to get used to it. Midway, Uncle Jaxon stopped by to visit his son and brought so necessary supplies for Draven, sat chatting for a while, and then went back. Before leaving, he said:

"Zephyr said that Wofu has been allocated a house anyway; if the situation prolongs, it is best to just bring him ho. Zephyr and I have discussed it; with Wofu’s condition like this, we cannot bear to delay you. Draven, you can consider choosing another mate."

Draven’s face turned pale, tears falling: "Are you two blaming for making Wofu like this, so you do not want to be his mate anymore?"

Uncle Jaxon was flustered, waving his hands to explain: "We did not an that, why is this kid so sensitive?! What we ant was... sigh, never mind, I won’t ntion it anymore, as long as I don’t ntion it, it’s fine, right. Don’t cry, that brat will think we bullied you again. I will go back and tell Zephyr to prepare the house for you two. I am leaving now!"

Kaelen watched Uncle Jaxon fleeing in panic, feeling a bit like laughing, but thinking of the situation, he had to hold it back. Actually, Draven could not be blad for being too sensitive; he truly had taken all the responsibility upon himself, so he was always jumping at shadows.

"Alright, stop crying, I knew you were timid but didn’t know you liked crying this much. Uncle Jaxon’s words make sense; you should still return to the brick house in the valley first. This place is where Zale is leveling up; if sothing happens, we might not be able to move in ti."

Just like the last ti he and Sane leveled up, it nearly leveled a vast area.

Draven wiped his tears, sniffling: "Brick house? So baked clay houses are called brick houses? Right..." He sniffed loudly: "I just got back yesterday and haven’t had ti to think about it; you can speak now? How did that happen so wonderfully?"

Kaelen smiled: "All thanks to you. Rember the day you awakened, we both treated Lucian together; your original Divine Energy fused with my Divine Energy, simultaneously treating Lucian and healing my vocal cords as well."

Although his body was previously healing itself, the speed was extrely slow; to be able to speak would have taken at least another ten years. But Draven’s ability entering his body had healed the most severely damaged part, and later when he leveled up, it completely healed.

Draven was surprised: "Is my Divine Energy that powerful?" *Then why couldn’t I save Wofu?*

Seeing Draven’s eyes suddenly dim, Kaelen knew he was overthinking again. He helplessly shook his head:

"I already said, Divine Energy is not omnipotent. My vocal cords were damaged due to asphyxiation at birth, not because they were deficient. If they were deficient, even if you were a God, you couldn’t have healed ."

"Alright, do not think too much anymore. Pack up a bit, I will tell soone to take you two back over there. But let say this first, before you two are clear of lice, you are not allowed to have contact with the outside, not even Wofu’s parents, brothers, and nephews."

Draven: "..."

*Alright, you are the law, whatever you say goes...*

After talking with Kaelen for a while, Draven’s mood also improved a bit, having ti to pay attention outside. He looked at the black panther sitting like a statue in the middle of the empty clearing, with strands of silvery energy circling around him, looking a bit surreal.

He frowned: "Is leveling up to level four dangerous?"

"Of course." Kaelen nodded firmly: "The God’s favor is not sothing given just because one says so; to obtain trendous power, one must at least prove they can shoulder that power. However, I have set up a supportive array; at the very least, it can help Zale not suffer damage to his Beast Energy and spirit if the leveling up fails."

If not, it would be like Sane at that ti... Ahem!

Draven did not understand why Kaelen blushed when ntioning leveling up failing; however, that did not affect him asking the questions he had pondered during this trip. For every question Draven asked, Kaelen carefully answered, afraid that miscommunicating the aning would lead Draven astray.

"Warrior beastn and Sub-Beasts possessing Divine Energy have very long lifespans, while the average lifespan of a normal person is only two to three hundred years. Then if the mate or relatives of an awakened beastman or Sub-Beast are just normal people, what will happen to them after their mate or relatives return to the Beast God’s embrace?"

Draven’s last question, Kaelen could not answer. That question, he feared, only the revered Sages at the peak era of Magic could answer. At this mont, Kaelen thirsted even more to touch the secrets the Temple had hidden.

Seeing Kaelen fall silent, Draven did not ask anymore, just quietly packed up his belongings. Suddenly, he heard Kaelen say softly:

"Draven, tell , does the Beast God truly exist in this world?"

He felt very confused. If there was a Beast God, why did every major tribe have a different image of the Beast God; even the high and mighty Temple could not force the people on the Beastman continent to believe in only one God statue. If there was no Beast God, then where did Magical Energy co from, where did the prophecies and guiding signals co from?

Draven was very surprised that soone who might be the Beast God’s divine emissary would doubt the Beast God’s existence. He answered vaguely: "If you believe, then he exists; if you do not believe, then he does not exist. Why are you asking such a simple question?"

The fog in Kaelen’s eyes suddenly vanished. That was right, such a simple question. Why did he act as if his eyes were covered?

Kaelen shook his head, throwing the nonsensical thoughts out of his mind. Any secret would eventually co to light; he still had a lot of work to do, he could not just endlessly bury his head in thinking about one issue.

Kaelen quickly walked outside, called soone to prepare to take Draven and Wofu back to the valley, then quickly ducked into his own tent. This morning Sane had gone to handle the matter of building the road through to Obsidian, and would probably only return at night. He needed to finish handling the plan to establish the rchant caravan that the two had discussed yesterday.

While he was writing the plan, Barton ran over, handing over a list of the one hundred and seventy-two newcors, including their nas, ages, forr tribes, reasons for expulsion, and their individual abilities.

Among this number, people with abilities only made up one-third, the rest were all people with deford appearances. Kaelen glanced over it, his gaze stopping on a beastman nad Ian with the ability of precognition and a Sub-Beast nad Moller with the ability to sense the weather. Both of these people had abilities quite similar to Prophets; if he could win them over, then Crimson’s future truly would be imasurable.

He picked up his pen, circling these two people: "Pay special attention to these two. Hand this Sub-Beast nad Moller to Uncle Alden, and take this beastman nad Ian straight to the Chief’s place."

"Send the eight children without the ability to work to Kai’s daycare, and have soone pick them up at the end of the day... Oh, this nearly one-year-old child can freeze a large area? Then take this kid to Colton’s place, let him instruct the kid on how to control the Ice-elent ability, and then take him to Kai’s place."

He then separated the Mouse clan kid with the ability of short-term invisibility and the snow leopard kid Landon who could run faster than a normal snow leopard, saying:

"Hand this Mouse clan child to Aaron, make it clear that he is only allowed to assist for two hours a day, do not let the child get tired. As for this Snow Leopard kid, hand him to Christian..."

"Assign this Avian clan Sub-Beast to Walter’s place, and take these two Sub-Beasts nad Greyson and Simson to assist Asher."

"Take this Earth-elent Antelope beastman to Oleck’s place..."

Kaelen sequentially arranged work for each person, quickly resolving the work assignnts for the one hundred and seventy-two people, young and old. Of course, they would have to wait at least five days before officially starting work.

Want it faster? Sure! Shave them bald!