Rags to Riches: The Rise of a Dual-Talent Prodigy-Chapter 474 - 467 Eternal Star God..._2

But for the Cold Moon Ginseng, you’d need hundreds of them, and only with the Beast Taming Department students’ help can you collect them quickly.

But before that...

She still needs to prepare some things.

When Sheng Qing returned the hovercar keys, Qian Qi spoke up, "You drive for me. I want to sit in the backseat and weave a burlap sack before we enter the instance."

Hearing this, Xu Jinghong’s face turned pale and he blurted out, "No! Don’t let her drive!"

Qian Qi turned curiously, "Why?"

"She..." Xu Jinghong remembered a few days ago when Sheng Qing drove him out of Song City, and he had a physiological urge to find a tree and puke, "She drives like she doesn’t value her life! Do you know how many miles per hour she drove last time? 900 mph!!! And the key point is she brakes suddenly in safe areas. If not for my department’s seat belt—"

He would have been "whoosh" gone long ago!

Sheng Qing’s expression was indifferent, looking more innocent than Qian Qi: "You’re not a youth if you don’t race."

Xu Jinghong: ...

Race your ****! I’m going to fight with you lunatics!

"What do we do then? I still need to weave the sack." Qian Qi frowned, because Leng Yuntian’s hovercar was already scrapped inside the Magic Locust Tide instance, so he and Yan Shuiyue, Xi Pingzhe went to ride Su Ang’s hovercar, and had already set off by now.

Just as she contemplated using the automatic drive, Xu Jinghong tentatively asked, "I can also weave sacks, why don’t you drive and I weave the sack?"

"You can?" Qian Qi was surprised, not expecting Xu Jinghong to have such a skill, so she pointed at the Fire Silk Grass petals which had been loaded onto the car, tied with A-level rope, and said, "Alright then, I know how to easily pierce it, give it a try."

Qian Qi drilled a small hole in the A-level Magic Core of the Fire Silk Grass, then picked up a needle and dipped it into the hole, and saw the needle easily pass through the Fire Silk Grass petal. Thus, even if Xu Jinghong didn’t have A-level strength, he could easily sew the petal skin.

Receiving the Demon Core and needle from Qian Qi, Xu Jinghong’s demeanor changed in an instant, like when he used to wield a stone pot and spatula, he became extremely focused.

Watching him use the Silver Needle skim over the petal, his slender and skillful hands were like calipers, with a terribly precise accuracy, he cut out an extremely fine floral line along the petal’s edge!

Qian Qi was dumbfounded, her cook has such a hidden talent?!

After moistening the end of the fine floral thread between his lips just a bit, Xu Jinghong inserted it into the needle hole. With just a few glances at the large petals inside the car, the Silver Needle flew up again, and using the petals’ maximum potential area, cut out the basic pattern for the burlap sack.

The needle danced at the edges of the petals, starting the sewing process.

By the time Qian Qi drove to the Yanling Peak instance, the petal burlap sack in Xu Jinghong’s hand was already sewn and finished, with not a trace of floral thread visible, and even the thread ends were nowhere to be found—truly like a goddess weaver come to earth, making Qian Qi incredulous.

Indeed, since she lived in the orphanage since childhood, she had decent sewing skills, but Xu Jinghong’s sewing was like godly craftsmanship, she had only seen such skill on television!

"With many children at home and being relatively poor, I could only buy fabric to make clothes for them, so in this area, I’m somewhat competent." Seeing Qian Qi almost popping her eyes out, Xu Jinghong felt slightly embarrassed and rubbed his nose.

"This isn’t just somewhat competent..." Qian Qi fondly touched the floral burlap sack, "You’re practically the god of tailors!"

Her worn-out, several dozen dollar clothes, finally have hope!

Holding the sack, Qian Qi and the others joined the main group, but she didn’t rush ahead with everyone after assembling. After instructing the main group to temporarily rest and wait at the instance exit, Qian Qi took Xi Pingzhe, Su Ang, and several A-level spiritual power Beast Taming Department students to bypass the dense Magic Beast area, heading deeper into the instance, hiding behind rocks outside a cave.

"Boss, what are we here to do?"

After waiting for almost half a day without action from Qian Qi, a student couldn’t help but whisper.

Qian Qi curiously peeked and saw no movement at the cave entrance, then retracted her head and laughed sinisterly, "We’re here to do unruly things."

That student: ?

The student’s heart was filled with ominous feelings.

Though knowing Qian Qi often did unruly things, for some reason, it felt like today’s unruly task would be especially unruly, even dragging them down into unruliness.

Just as the student guessed what the task might be, a long, shrill howl suddenly came from the cave entrance. Soon, the sound of dozens of hooves galloping on the ground approached, and quickly, a massive Black Iron Splitting Sheep towering a height of over a yard with its head full of spikes stepped out from the cave.

Behind it, about 30 Black Iron Splitting Lambs followed, donning stylish black iron spiked hair, wagging their gray-white little rumps, confidently trailing their mother out.

The leading Black Iron Splitting Sheep, which was a Quasi-A-level Magic Beast, had these Black Iron Splitting Lambs trailing behind. Although their quality varied, nearly 20 had an Evolution Level of A-level and could become Quasi-AA-level Demon Sheep in the future.

Though Black Iron Sheep don’t need to go out hunting for low-grade food every day once reaching Quasi-A-level age, the young beasts they birthed still need nourishment to enhance their strength.

This time happened to be the Black Iron Splitting Sheep’s foraging time.

Seeing those Black Iron Sheep emerge, Qian Qi’s previously calm expression suddenly turned into a sinister grin, grabbing the floral sack beside her, she sprinted forward!

She moved at a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it pace, slipping the sack over the Black Iron Mother Sheep’s head, and swiftly pulled out an A-level rope to tie the sack’s mouth tightly—or should we say...

Tightly choking the Black Iron Mother Sheep’s destiny’s throat!