The bustling silhouettes on the street come and go, radiating vitality.
In the Magic Plant Garden outside Winter Manor, Luo Fei, wrapped in a thick fur coat, swings his whip, directing the farmers' busy work.
"Move faster at the front!"
Otto shouts at the top of his lungs, his voice overpowering the wind,
"Spread the manure evenly!"
The farmers, sweating profusely, scatter baskets of well-mixed Two-legged Flying Dragon manure into the furrows.
Strong Yak People pull the heavy plow behind them, evenly distributing the fertilizer.
These manures are completely decomposed but still emit a pungent stench, mixed with the aura of Thunder and Frost.
However, it's precisely this pungent odor that signifies the manure's richness in magic power, helping the Snow Wheat grow better.
"The lord said, this Snow Wheat is our lifeline!"
Luo Fei yells again, "Pay attention, plant them well, or I won't show mercy!"
