Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 55: Real and Fake Names

"Master, please be very careful!" Wan Mingchuan was once again refused permission to accompany him into the wilderness, and could only stand at the bridge head, bidding farewell like a secluded concubine.

He waited until he couldn’t see his master’s figure anymore, then reluctantly returned to the straw hut, took out the Heaven-Burning Scripture from his arms, and started cultivating it earnestly.

Today, while waiting outside the Old Dragon Cave, every time he swung the axe for trees until he exhausted himself, he didn’t mind the fatigue as he sat cross-legged to meditate, following the highlighted meridians in the book, hoping to ease his master’s workload as much as possible.

Wan Mingchuan never expected to inadvertently find a key to cultivation—chop wood until exhaustion, and let the Spiritual Power within the meridians deplete. Then, still unafraid of fatigue, he breathed in the thinly spiritual air, absorbing Spiritual Power to circulate within his meridians.

By constantly emptying, absorbing, and circulating, the previously blocked meridians gradually got flushed through repeatedly, allowing the cultivation of the Heaven-Burning Scripture to progress steadily.

With no one to guide him, but being a young man who loves to think, after cultivating for a while he realized that despite it being the time when the rich in Spiritual Energy wilderness descended, the effect of cultivation was less effective than during the day. Why was that?

He pondered secretly for a moment, and then his eyes gleamed with realization, "Oh right! It’s because I haven’t released my power! Now that my entire body’s meridians haven’t been fully cleared, absorbing in Spiritual Energy without releasing any energy makes it naturally hard to absorb more. So... I need to consume physical strength!"

But at the moment, there weren’t any chores in the yard. In the afternoon, he noticed a new house had appeared in the southwestern corner, sparking his curiosity. However, he didn’t dare to inquire or venture in without his master’s permission.

Unable to find work to consume physical strength after circling around, Wan Mingchuan resorted to the clumsy method of sprinting madly around the strawberry field until he could barely catch his breath and his legs turned to jelly before he sat down to mediate, breathing in and out.

He wanted to cultivate as quickly as possible to the point where he could spit fire, to relieve some of his master’s worries!

While Wan Mingchuan was running circles in the yard for cultivation, the Ice-winged Eagle leader Yun Mo was also pacing in circles.

"Will Mr. Jiang show up or not? What if he doesn’t come? The Spirit Stone Vein is obviously not formed yet, and we can only dig up scraps of ore. Without his guidance, how much longer will we have to blindly search?"

He clutched a scroll in his hand but had no heart to read it, just pacing nervously at the mountain peak with his back to the wings.

"Your majesty, I told you, you shouldn’t have let that blind man go. Humans, although weak and insignificant, are the most deceitful and untrustworthy! You let him go home yesterday, and today he must have already hidden away..." His confidant approached and suggested, "Why not send the brothers to search for the blind man’s tracks and capture him to serve solely for your majesty?"

Yun Mo paced lightly and said, "The wilderness has just descended, I already sent Eagle Fifty-Third to fetch him. They arranged the meeting place last night..."

"Oh my king, the meeting place is fake!" The confidant scratched the feathers on his head with a wing, muttering, "Humans are adept at making noise in the east to strike in the west. The place he told Eagle Fifty-Third to wait must be a full ten thousand, eight thousand miles away from his cave! Moreover, I suspect even the name he gave is false, concocted on the spot to deceive the king."

Yun Mo immediately became angry, "Why would he lie to me? Does he think I’m easy to fool because I’ve read fewer books?"

The confidant shrunk his head and continued, "Your Majesty, think about it carefully. He can easily point out where to dig ore, yet he asks for only a few mundane fruits with no Spiritual Energy in return. It doesn’t make sense!"

"Enough! When Eagle Fifty-Third returns, if he truly hasn’t picked up anyone..." Yun Mo flapped his wings, interrupting the other, feeling somewhat regretful that Mr. Jiang’s payment was indeed paltry. What if he truly doesn’t come back?

Previously, when his subordinates were sent to look for Mr. Jiang, they found only an empty ramshackle house, not even locating where the ordinary villagers were hidden.

Finding the skilled Mr. Jiang in the vast wilderness, how easy could it possibly be?

As he was thinking, Eagle Fifty-Third suddenly appeared in his sharp line of sight. Yun Mo instinctively clutched the book tightly, fearing bad news.

"Good evening, boss." Jiang Yuan, already familiar with riding a Flying Mount, dismounted calmly, greeting with a datewood stick in his right hand, "How is the progress with the mining work?"

Yun Mo was ecstatic to recover what he thought he’d lost!

He glared at his confidant, thinking this is what you call measuring a gentleman’s heart with your petty suspicion, just look at how trustworthy Mr. Jiang is!

[Ice-winged Eagle Leader Yun Mo’s Favorability +20]

The message popped up unexpectedly, leaving Jiang Yuan a bit puzzled, thinking that yesterday night I helped you uncover so many ores, yet you didn’t add an ounce of favorability. Today you meet me and add twenty, aren’t you just capricious?

"Oh, Mr. Jiang! You’re finally here!" Yun Mo approached and tapped his shoulder with a wing, sighing, "It started off smoothly, but the more we dug up, the less and less ore there was until there were none. Quick, help us see what’s gone awry!"

Jiang Yuan thought to himself, when I excavate iron ore, I also have to honestly dig one by one and you want to find a Spirit Stone Vein and continuously mine without pause?

Entering the mine, he found that the scale was not much different from when he’d left, which puzzled him.

"Ah, it wasn’t those damn rats lack tools at their disposal, my subordinates are flesh after all, the claws are extremely important to Ice-winged Eagles, and I do not want to risk making my subordinates’ claws useless because of mining,"

Yun Mo said with a face full of helplessness, "Without subordinates giving their all, these damn rats couldn’t do much work, so not much ore was mined."

Knowing how to care for his subordinates, he was truly a good boss.

Jiang Yuan stood still, looking around, then tapped the cave wall here and there with his datewood stick, "Here, here, and here, dig deeper, and you will be able to find ore."

The rat spirits lined up and took pointed stones, divided into three groups to start digging according to the instructions.

He, meanwhile, took the opportunity while walking around to kill some bat spirit creatures for slime material.

"I don’t know which characters make up Mr. Jiang’s name? Now that we are friends, we naturally need to stay in touch often. Knowing your name’s characters will help in writing letters." Yun Mo, still suspicious, thought about what his confidant said about the fake name issue, suddenly asked unexpectedly.

Jiang Yuan replied earnestly and openly, "The ’Jiang’ as in ginger, with ’Mu’ and ’Yuan.’ Although sending letters is a kind gesture, unfortunately, I am blind and fear I wouldn’t be able to read a letter."

With his cautious nature, how could he possibly give away his real name to the other party?

But the big eagle was suspicious and shrewd, never having used a fake name, he worried about them discovering this if tested unexpectedly.

By using homophonic but different characters to muddle through, this was the art of blending truth and falsehood, the hardest lie to discern.

"Oh! Oh, I see! Mr. Jiang might be able to find a Spirit Elixir at the market auction house to restore your eyesight." Yun Mo responded dismissively, thinking is Mr. Jiang from the Shennong Clan descendants?

The confidant rolled his eyes in exasperation, thinking surely he’s deceiving you!

The blind man’s real name certainly has no connection to "Jiang Yuan." But he knew his majesty wouldn’t believe him, because if he did, he would follow my advice unconditionally.

We must find a chance to test him; once the king knows he’s been deceived, the trust will be irreparably broken. At that time, confining the blind man to the mines to concentrate on excavating will herald the brilliance of the Ice-winged Eagle clan! freёweɓnovel.com

With this in mind, the confidant paced around looking for an opportunity, and when he saw the blind man pawing at the stones on the ground, he suddenly shouted, "Jiang Yuan!"