"Meow!" Yuanori greeted, her feet on the edge of the dining car, and her hands grabbed the small handrails.

Yonko Kawabe used her huge body to block Yuanori.

The other prisoners need to watch carefully to see the tiny Enori cat from under Kawabe's huge body and see her cute sparkling eyes.

They were all full of praise for the breakfast, the well-seasoned tomato juice poured over the rice, and the pork chops provided a full day of protein and calories, which was extra filling for them after running laps.

"Ahhh......h I feel like there's hope of survival......"

"This place eats so much better than other prisons!"

"Are you lucky enough to be in a good place?" They have all squatted in prison several times, and they know that no matter how unbearable a place is, as long as the food is delicious, they can stay!

After a hearty breakfast, it's time for the hot work.

With these new laborers plowing fields, feeding animals, and sewing clothes, the output of Anxin will increase exponentially more than ever before.

Farming, the way to survive.

The field has been in a state of desolation since the Anxin Temple was abandoned, but Zhang Su will not let it remain deserted.

Four years later, the world will be overwhelmed by demons, and Zhang Su will not only continue to dig warehouses and stock up dry food, but also reclaim this field.

Now it's just a regular crop, and in the future, the Red Flame Great Bodhisattva may be able to give some spiritual rice fairy fruit or something.

Among the 28 newly imprisoned witches, 12 witches were assigned to farming posts, all of them wore prison uniforms, an extra pair of labor protection shoes, and carried farm tools on their shoulders, and arrived in time at Zhang Su's request.

Zhang Su looked at the overgrown fields.

Previously, Akasawa Yoshiyo cultivated more than 2 acres of land, while the monk's field near Anxin Temple has a total of 30 acres, and most of the area is covered with thorns and weeds.

Seeing such an uncultivated scene, a row of witches knew that heavy physical work was ahead, so they stood sullenly under the open sky.

Zhang Su divided them into a group, with the older witch as the leader.

"Yumemi Eto...... It's up to you to lead the farming. Zhang Su commanded.

[Memory: Yumemi Eto.] The Necromantic Pathway is fully embraced, once acting as a corpse recovery officer, specializing in manipulating corpses so that dead warriors can continue to serve. She has a deep relationship with her husband and insisted on insuring him for 40 years, with an insurance amount of up to 4.8 billion yen, and then tried to assassinate him to cheat the insurance, and was imprisoned.

"Yes." To put it simply, she is 62 years old, and she still has more than 200 years to live for a witch, and she doesn't feel that prison life is any suffering.

It is the most difficult to transform such a witch, and Yumemi Eto already has her own worldview and will not accept anything else.

"Line up, get your tools." Zhang Su asked them to carry out different field tasks with hoes, shovels and shovels.

As the warden, the first thing Zhang Su had to do was to let them work hard and reform themselves through work and discipline.

Many of them are suffering, deviant, and unruly, and the work fulfills them from their thoughts.

Zhang Su himself picked up a hoe and taught them how to plow the land.

He squinted his eyes, greeted the bright summer day, and took a deep breath.

The earthy taste gave him an intimate feeling. In the land where Yoshiyo Akasawa and the little bee planted, beans and wheat green are growing, and their eyes are full of greenery.

"Let's get started." Zhang Su began to demonstrate farming.

The witches fanned out in the fields, reluctantly wielding farm tools and chopping grass roots.

Zhang Su smashed the compacted soil with a hoe, which was very easy for him, but the witches were not physically fit enough and always struggled.

Therefore, although Zhang Su has great strength, he mainly shows ingenuity.

"Look, it's easier this way." Zhang Su instructed them in farm work.

Although they lack experience, Zhang Su's movements are scientific and efficient, and they can gradually master the rhythm as long as they learn to imitate a little.

The weather was very hot, and Zhang Su planned to let them work until 10:30 to rest, and continue to work after 3 p.m., avoiding the scorching time of the sun.

“…… Plough from here to the end of that side, and follow the traces of the ridges, here. "Yumemi Eto simply gives orders, and she always looks absent-minded.

Although she is in her 60s, the witch's youthful appearance is always there, so she doesn't look ugly.

"Whirring ......"

"I'm so tired......"

"It's so heavy...... "The witches sighed and labored, some of whom had never been exposed to heavy physical work before they were imprisoned, believing that bread and food grew automatically from supermarket shelves, and did not expect that they would plough it by hand.

After the hard soil softened, Zhang Su instructed them to sow seeds, all kinds of melons, vegetables, fruits, beans, this sunny hillside has full potential.

By about half past ten in the morning, the progress was very stable, Zhang Su stopped and wiped his sweat, farming was also an exercise of luck for him, and he felt that his qi had grown from 20 to about 25 earlier.

Every time he ploughed, he transmitted a certain amount of qi to the earth through a hoe, so that the soil was suddenly broken and chaotic, and the once hard wasteland was quickly reclaimed into soft soil.

The qi was transmitted through the hoe he had at hand many times, and the result was that it was going to break down quickly, but Zhang Su also had some experience in transmitting qi.

When the time comes, if you rely on these instruments, you will reach the realm of purity where nothing can hurt anyone.

"It's time to rest, let's go back." Zhang Su looked at the time on his phone, and the witches let out a cheer of relief, and hurriedly put the farm tools back at the entrance of the farm, and then hurried back to the prison area.

When they were in prison last night, many of them still hated prison, but now that they have the opportunity to go back, they are very excited.

Although some people were so excited that they threw all their farm tools on the ground, Zhang Su did not reprimand them, but went to put them away himself. There are enough sins suffered today, and there is no need for Zhang Su to teach them any more lessons.

Zhang Su looked at the field.

Nearly 10 acres of land have been preliminarily cultivated, and some of the seeds have been sown, and in time, they will bear fruit.

They all have a lot to learn, and if they can be attentive and patient, the farm will become a food producer in the future.

"You've got to organize everyone." Zhang Su took a bottle of water for Wei Teng Mengmei.

"Thank you, Warden." Yumemi Eto took the water, and there was a strange sense of calm in her words, as if nothing could arouse her interest.

She still looked like a petite woman, with pale skin showing no signs of aging, and her jet-black hair was scattered over her shoulders. Her eyes give people the feeling that they are accustomed to reading people's hearts, and when she stares at her, Zhang Su has the illusion of being seen through her heart.

"Anxin Yuan is a peaceful place, I hope you can live well here and fight for a commutation of your sentence." Zhang Su said.

"I'm on a life sentence, it's hard for me to reduce my sentence." Eto Yumemi said casually, her words unexpectedly low and melodious.

"It is said that the witches of the Necromantic Path are able to talk to the dead." Zhang Su chatted.

"Yes, it's one of my many powers." Yumemi Eto said slowly, "I wish I had a chance to show you. ”

"I'm looking forward to it." Zhang Su felt that her magic might come in handy on some occasions in the future.

Edo Yumemi walked away, leaving a faint smell of potion in place, like the smell of that kind of antiseptic, which made people sick to their stomachs.

He stayed away from the smell and went to the animal farm to have a look.

Compared with the old Eito Mengmei, Zhang Su is still used to those witches who are younger in real age, such as Sayuri, who is currently working on the farm.

Zhang Su walked to the animal enclosure under the west wall, his boots rattling on the gravel road, he felt that his shoes were a little damaged after these days, and he had to buy a new clothes.

The midday sun shines through the towering pine trees on the chicken coop and cowshed, the smell of rosin mixed with the stench of dung.

Sayuri calmed her hunger with the scent of the field, and she touched the belly of the Holstein cow floret with her hand, wondering why it kept cooing.

She put a licking brick for Xiaohua, which was made of salt, and the cow licked it to replenish nutrition. She then walked past the rows of animal sheds and fed the chickens.

"Coo-quack...... A chicken suspected that Zhang Su had killed one of their good brothers yesterday to feed her blood, and raised its wings and pointed at Sayuri.

"Goo!" The chickens, angry, quickly pounced and began to chase Sayuri.

"Ahh Sayuri hurriedly waved her hands and punched and kicked them in an attempt to get rid of the chickens.

A terrible chase suddenly took place here!

"There are monsters bullying people!" Xia Xi was raising green caterpillars in the back, and hurriedly sent the green caterpillars over, "Come on, green caterpillars, get rid of those young chickens!" ”

The green caterpillar is on, and the rooster uses a peck, and the effect is outstanding! The green caterpillar was pecked to death.

"Ahh Midori ......" Natsuki fell to the ground, lost in despair.

"You're all right! It's just a bug! Just catch it again! There are also a lot of strong worm lines! Sayuri saw Xia Xi's appearance and hurriedly went up to help.

When they touched her hand, Natsuki felt that Sayuri's sister was very kind, so she released some magic to warm her.

"It hurts!" Sayuri was taken aback, "What kind of magic are you!" ”

"The Sun!" Natsuki began to glow.

"Ahh

"Oh! Big sister! Don't go! Natsuki ran after Sayuri, she still had a lot of light to share with her, as much as she wanted.

(End of chapter)