Chapter 315

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Chapter 315: Never Fall From Legend
Two wind attribute beast cores, Zhang Mu still had some stock left. Although they weren’t particularly useful for the Second-Rank Obsidian Beetle right now, they could stabilize its energy balance and repair the loss caused by using its abilities earlier, which made Obsidian Beetle instantly interested.
However, having just fallen out with Zhang Mu, it would be too embarrassing to lower its head now. Slowly, Obsidian Beetle walked out from behind Yuan Rui, looked at Zhang Mu and the onlookers, and took slow steps towards Zhang Mu.
“You’re tough. I don’t feel like restoring my energy on my own. Stop being stubborn. I’ll give you face this time.”
The Obsidian Beetle is quite smart. Zhang Mu has already slightly lowered his head. Otherwise, he could have forced the Obsidian Beetle to do so. Switching to energy exchange seems much gentler.
Even though they are partners, the Obsidian Beetle is a mutated beast bonded by Zhang Mu’s blood contract. If he doesn’t give face to him in front of so many people, the Obsidian Beetle feels like his good days of being pampered and well-fed will come to an end.
The surrounding crowd saw such a spiritually connected beetle and praised it endlessly. They were amazed at Zhang Mu, who just needed a look to make his mutated beast so obedient. This taming ability earned their admiration.
“If Brother Zhang Mu goes to our horse training field, he will surely be able to tame a spirited horse. Brother Zhang Mu, your evolutionary level should be second-rank. There should be a spot left for taming a mutated beast. Why not try our city’s horse training field.”
Uncle Peng, holding a jug of wine, walked over and patted Zhang Mu on the shoulder. His own horse training skills were very strong. He had seen too many mutated beasts disobey their owners. Seeing Zhang Mu, who had similar strong taming abilities, sparked his interest. He wanted to take Zhang Mu to their horse training field to tame a wild mutated warhorse without an owner.
They were straightforward and wouldn’t hesitate. If you have the ability, go ahead and tame them. Anyone who can successfully tame a wild horse and turn it into their warhorse is a warrior.
A warrior does not differentiate based on race or region.
Zhang Mu was greatly interested when he heard Uncle Peng suddenly approaching and speaking. Just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by Hachikuju’s call.
“Zhang Mu, let’s go back to the sub-city first. Our cavalry is responsible for patrolling in the early hours, and it’s time now. I will tell you about the horse ranch on the way.”
Zhang Mu nodded slightly, got on the back of Obsidian Beetle, lifted Yuan Rui below with one hand, placed her behind him, and said to Hachikuju, “Brother Hachikuju, let’s go to Ejin Horo Banner. I remember the beautiful Gesar flowers there, and I want to take my girlfriend to see them.”
“Yes, Gesar flowers in the sub-city do grow in large numbers, but many have mutated, and there are not many pure ones left. You might see lots of Venus flytraps with jagged edges, so it may not be as poetic as you think.”
Seeing Yuan Rui behind Zhang Mu blushing from his sudden words, Hachikuju burst into laughter and teased Zhang Mu out loud.
Indeed, it’s the end of the world now, and plants not stimulated by the evolution wave are few. However, Zhang Mu does miss the Gesar flowers. He remembers back in Hohhot City, they were specially cultivated for the elite without being affected by the evolution wave.
Those Gesar flower seedlings were transplanted from Ejin Horo Banner Sub-city.
She is a female evolver with a plant-related ability. Her previous job was as a gardener. Cultivating primitive flowers with no defense capabilities in such a difficult post-apocalyptic environment was extremely challenging, but she managed to succeed.
Gesar flowers bloomed everywhere, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
This group of intoxicated human elites further forgot that the world outside the city no longer had a place for humans to survive.
Suddenly, Hachikuju asked, “Zhang Mu, have you ever been to our Ejin Horo Banner Sub-city? The Gesar flowers here are the most beautiful on the prairie, but outsiders usually don’t know about them.”
Yuan Rui also turned her head and asked Zhang Mu, “Uncle, yeah, you never mentioned this place before. You should have told me earlier about taking me to see the Gesar flowers on the prairie, it’s so romantic.”
Facing their questions, Zhang Mu replied calmly, “It’s nothing much. Before the apocalypse, I met a friend online who had traveled alone to the prairie. I saw the pictures and thought it was beautiful, so I remembered it. When I heard the name of the sub-city, it triggered my memory. Isn’t it normal to ask?”
Zhang Mu’s response seemed reasonable, and Hachikuju chuckled, saying, “I thought you had been to our Inner Mongolia ancient capital. If it’s your first visit, there are many customs to follow.”
Almost exposed!
Hachikuju and Yuan Rui asked him together, making Zhang Mu nervous inside. He almost forgot that he had never been to the Inner Mongolia ancient capital and hadn’t mentioned it to Yuan Rui. He almost slipped up, but he remembered that revealing his reincarnation secret could bring great disaster.
Zhang Mu had a feeling that if this secret was told to a second person, it would lead to a great catastrophe.
Not even Little Black was allowed to know, nor Yuan Rui, only himself.
Seeing Zhang Mu deep in thought, Hachikuju walked to her Red Blood, shouted loudly, and mounted her horse.
“Zhang Mu, let’s go first. I will tell you about the customs of our tribe and the things at the horse ranch along the way.”
The chief was already on his warhorse, and the other warriors quickly mounted their own mutated warhorses. With a pull of the reins, they all turned in the direction they had come from.
The sound of neighing warhorses echoed one after another, making Zhang Mu envious. Which man has not dreamt of galloping into battle on a horse?
He had also longed for it, but his status was not enough to enter the horse ranch. By the time he was eligible to enter, all the mutated warhorses inside had been distributed and sealed off, becoming a major regret in his heart. Now that Uncle Peng and the others mentioned it, his desire resurfaced once again.
He, Zhang Mu, was not an evolver with the ability to tame creatures. Taming the Obsidian Beetle was purely accidental for him. But now, he was setting his sights on the city’s horse ranch.
He suddenly pondered whether it was necessary to take control of the entire city and its currency.
There were thousands of mutated warhorses, tens of thousands of excellent cavalry soldiers, the legends of future human warriors!
If the Prairie Iron Riders were in his hands, he would surely make them the undefeated force under the sun on the great grasslands!
Let them win that war for humanity!
Let it become an everlasting legend!