The ground shattered inch by inch in the terrifying explosion, as if a god had thrown a punch from the sky. The land within a radius of a hundred miles fractured under the dense impact.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
When the dust and dirt settled, the once-firm ground had transformed into loose, crumbly soil, perfect for cultivation.
Forget about rubble.
Even the roots of the weeds had been blasted into powder, leaving not a single trace of gravel anywhere.
The charred earth billowed with black smoke, simply waiting for seeds to be scattered.
"I like this agricultural zone," Situ Hong said, her eyes lighting up. "I'll take charge here. I'm applying to stay."
She was, after all, the Military God.
It was right up her alley.
Lin Fan wore a complicated expression. He couldn't shake the feeling that farming had somehow taken a very strange turn this time.
Even stranger was the fact that the Military God—famous throughout the God Realm for her destructive power—actually seemed quite well-suited for farming here in Daxia...
"General Commander, are you going to help here?" The local representative looked at Lin Fan again.
Lin Fan watched as Situ Hong walked off happily, then said once more, "Change—change to another one."
Help?
How am I supposed to help?
Do I look like a missile to you? Why don't you just launch me out of here?
Chapter 807