Hearing Xu Nian's words, the Dung Beetle following the Little Boss blinked in confusion. What's going on? Did the Sect Leader misunderstand something about him? He was devoted to his beloved career for the sake of developing better fertilizers. What's this called? This is called professionalism! So in your eyes, am I Arale?
"HA HA HA HA, Dung Beetle has finally found his place."
"The Sect Leader's roast was so precise."
"Who asked him to stew a pot of crap to find the Sect Leader back then? If it were me, I'd have him stewing at the foot of the mountain every day!"
"Dung Beetle, you got this! We're all rooting for you, bro!"
"..."
Listening to the players jest, Dung Beetle didn't feel any shame at all.
"You don't know a thing! I'm specifically researching artificial fertilizers in the game. Without my help, could Farmer's Three Punches have grown Herbal Medicine so quickly?"
