The system's task reward?
The system's notification made Bu Fang a little dazed.
Then, he remembered that after absorbing the immortal energy, he had leveled up, which meant that he had completed his task. He should be rewarded.
He remembered that the reward was the opening of the system farmland and a fragment of the God of Cooking Set.
If he collected all the fragments of the God of Cooking Set, he would have another God of Cooking Set. Bu Fang was looking forward to the last piece of the God of Cooking Set.
Currently, the three pieces of the God of Cooking Set — the Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, and the Vermillion Robe — hadn't been fully developed. He hadn't even reached the pinnacle of communicating with the Tool Spirit.
The Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife had just awakened its Tool Spirit.
However, he couldn't deny that even if the God of Cooking Set hadn't been awakened yet, it would still be a great help to him. Bu Fang would never complain about having too many things that could help him.
Hades Erha used three fingers to help Ni Yan stabilize her collapsing spirit sea. If he wanted to stabilize her spirit sea, he would need Bu Fang's dishes to help her recover.
This matter couldn't be rushed.
Seizing this time, Bu Fang began to observe the system farmland in his head.
Bu Fang's mind settled down. Shortly after, he sensed the new reward, the system farmland.
"System, what's the so-called farmland?"
Bu Fang asked the system with a frown.
To this question, the system quickly gave him an answer.
"The system farmland is an independent world that the system rewards the Host with. You can grow fruits, vegetables, and heaven and earth spirit herbs."
The system's serious voice echoed in Bu Fang's head.
You can grow fruits and vegetables? Bu Fang's brows arched …
Did the system want to uphold the principle that the dishes you grow are the most delicious?
"The system farmland is a tool to help the Host cook top-notch delicacies. The Host can research and develop the specific operation …"
The system said. After it finished speaking, it became silent, and there was no longer any sound.
Bu Fang was a little speechless.
He felt that the system was getting lazier and lazier. What's wrong with explaining …
Bu Fang was also helpless. His mind settled down, and soon, he found the system farmland.
Buzz …
Bu Fang's mind trembled. In the next moment, the scene in front of him changed dramatically.
The sky was azure, and the breeze was gentle. The fresh air lingered in the air, and the endless green grassland stretched as far as the eye could see …
Bu Fang stood in the middle of the dark green grassland and looked at the endless grassland in a daze.
What was going on?
Where's the promised garden? You f * cking gave me a vast grassland?
Since when did the system become so polite?
At this time, Bu Fang finally understood what the system meant by self-research and development.
Indeed, he had to develop it himself. He didn't have anything. Everything had to be created with his own hands.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
He clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked on the grassland.
The density of the spirit energy in the farmland was very high. As Bu Fang walked in it, his whole body felt as if he was bathing in milk, silky smooth and supple.
Squatting down, Bu Fang grabbed a handful of green grass on the ground.
That grass was clear green, straight and upright, as if there was energy flowing on it.
Bu Fang pinched the grass with two fingers. Instantly, it was cut into two pieces, and the grass juice flowed out, bringing with it a grassy fragrance.
This grass was growing well.
It seemed that the nutrients in this land weren't bad.
Bu Fang continued to walk. This farmland didn't seem very big. After walking for a while, Bu Fang reached the end.
At the end was a gray area, as if the grassland was shrouded by a hazy gray mist.
Eventually, Bu Fang summarized the main features of the farmland that the system had given him.
The sky was clear, and there was a vast grassland on the ground. There was also a winding, slow-flowing river.
Bu Fang took a sip of the water from that river. It was cold and sweet.
It wasn't any worse than the Heavenly Mountain Spirit Spring Water stored in Bu Fang's system dimensional bag.
This made Bu Fang quite happy. The key was that there was water.
This farmland could be used to plant some spirit herbs and raise some rare spirit beasts.
Bu Fang suddenly thought of Eighty, who was staying in the Cloud Mist Restaurant. It was really a waste to let this Eight Treasures Chicken roam around the restaurant every day. Who knew when this chicken would be captured by someone, plucked, and roasted for food?
It would be better to throw this little fellow into the farmland.
He could let this Eight Treasures Chicken lay an egg, hatch a little Eight Treasures Chicken, lay another egg, and hatch another little Eight Treasures Chicken. Repeating this process, he would have many Eight Treasures Chickens.
At that time, Bu Fang could consider eating fried young chicken.
Or … he could try the taste of Eight Treasures Chicken.
As a top-grade ingredient, the Eight Treasures Chicken was undoubtedly delicious.
As the plump Eighty appeared in his mind, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he smacked his lips.
In the Cloud Mist Restaurant, Eighty, who had eaten its fill, slowly walked around the restaurant.
All of a sudden, Eighty felt a cold feeling envelop it, and it felt as though all the feathers on its body were about to stand on end.
Damn it, who's trying to take advantage of your eighth brother?!
The first thing to do in a farmland was to plow the land.
Bu Fang rubbed his chin. After thinking for a long time, he left the farmland, and his mind returned to reality.
After bargaining with the system for a long time, his mind returned to the Heaven and Earth Farmland.
Rumble!
Bu Fang tossed pile after pile of materials onto the ground. Some of these materials were precious wood, while others were the seeds of various spirit beasts.
Of course, there was also a dumbstruck Three-Eyed Wild Lion.
It was the pitiful Three-Eyed Wild Lion that Hades Erha had sold to Bu Fang for a few Spicy Strips.
Now that it had appeared in this farmland, it was somewhat bewildered.
It had always thought that its fate was to become an ingredient and be cooked by that damn chef.
However, now that it had appeared in this farmland, it suddenly felt somewhat liberated.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion's heart was instantly filled with joy.
It was about to be liberated!
Roar!
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion roared, and its fur fluttered in the comfortable breeze.
It was contented, and its mood was good.
Its paws patted the ground, and it leaped high. Finally, it was free from that stinky chef's restraint.
It was so happy.
Taking small, graceful steps, it strolled in this boundless, comfortable grassland. The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was very happy.
"Little Three, where are you going? Come and plow the land. Plow the land, and you'll have food to eat. You won't be killed. "
All of a sudden, a faint voice arose in this heaven and earth.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion, who was taking small, graceful steps, shivered, and its fur shivered.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion jerked its head around, its three eyes gazing at the figure that was slowly emerging.
It was that stinky chef!
Who did that stinky chef call?
It was the noble and powerful Three-Eyed Wild Lion, not Little Three!
Who did it call Little Three?!
Bu Fang clasped his hands, his Vermillion Robe fluttering in the breeze of the farmland.
He looked at the jumping Three-Eyed Wild Lion in front of him, gently exhaling.
He didn't bring the Three-Eyed Wild Lion to the Heaven and Earth Farmland to watch the other's graceful steps.
He needed the other's majestic body … to help him plow the land.
Roar!
Only that stinky chef?
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion narrowed its eyes. Instantly, its body emitted a powerful aura. Without that master, this lion could swallow that stinky chef in one bite.
Its two paws patted the ground, causing the grassland to explode. The Three-Eyed Wild Lion roared, dashing toward Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's hair fluttered, and his Vermillion Robe swayed.
Indifferently looking at the Three-Eyed Wild Lion dashing toward him, Bu Fang's mouth rose.
"Seems like I need to make you listen to me …"
Bu Fang raised his right hand, and the black-and-white bandage on his arm shot out radiance.
The souls of the Black and White Taoties emerged.
The two Taoties appeared behind Bu Fang.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion roared, its voice shaking the entire sky!
Boom!
One punch. Facing the Three-Eyed Wild Lion that was dashing toward him, Bu Fang chose to use a simple punch.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion's giant body was blown away by Bu Fang's punch. It made an arc in the air, falling far away. After struggling for a while, it got up.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was enraged to the extreme. It bared its fangs, then pounced on Bu Fang.
If one punch didn't work, then two punches …
Facing the Three-Eyed Wild Lion, Bu Fang decided to hit it until it was scared.
At this moment, Bu Fang's cultivation base had reached the peak of the Divine Soul Realm. Whether it was his cultivation base or his body, he could easily crush the Three-Eyed Wild Lion. Not to mention his extremely powerful spirit sea.
After breaking through, Bu Fang's spirit sea had widened a lot. Although it wasn't as big as when he had awakened the Gold Dragon Tool Spirit, Bu Fang's mental force had reached the so-called Divine Soul Realm.
Moreover, it wasn't an ordinary Divine Soul Realm expert.
Bu Fang's mental force had always been stronger than his true energy cultivation base.
As for how much stronger it was, Bu Fang didn't know.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was scared. It lay on the ground with a swollen face, whimpering like a frightened kitten.
Swoosh …
Sounds of impact arose. Then, a bunch of farming tools appeared in front of the Three-Eyed Wild Lion.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was bewildered.
"Little Three, be good. Dig the soil in this area," Bu Fang rubbed the Three-Eyed Wild Lion's head, his face emotionless.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was enraged.
He was the noble Three-Eyed Wild Lion of the Ruin Prison. He wasn't a cow that plowed the fields!
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion would rather be killed than humiliated!
Boom!
The furious roar of the Taotie's soul resounded from his arm.
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion became listless, crouching on the ground.
His face emotionless, Bu Fang helped the Three-Eyed Wild Lion put the plowing tools.
He patted the Three-Eyed Wild Lion's head, making it stand up obediently. Step by step, it started to plow the field.
A warrior would rather be killed than humiliated?
The Three-Eyed Wild Lion didn't doubt that after it was killed, it would become a delicious dish.
That would be even more humiliating.
Compared to being made into a delicious dish, plowing the field was nothing.
Looking at the Three-Eyed Wild Lion plowing the field, Bu Fang exhaled in relief.
Then, Bu Fang picked up the hoe and followed the lion.
As the Three-Eyed Wild Lion plowed the field, Bu Fang used the hoe to loosen the soil. This fertile land was filled with spirit energy and energy. It was a good place to plant crops.
It was worthy of the farmland the system had provided. Bu Fang had started to think about what ingredients he should plant in this land.
He wanted to turn this farmland into the best garden for cooking ingredients.
This garden would become his firm support on his path to becoming the God of Cooking.
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