My name is Ma Rulong, and I am an ordinary office worker among the Centaur Race.
Today, like usual, I woke up early, cleaned my horse body and four hooves thoroughly, ate some treasure grass, then dressed up neatly to head to my workplace, ready to start today's work.
My job is simple — planting treasure grass. As a treasure grass grower, I take pride in my work.
Within the Void Secret Realm of the Centaur Race, there are more than 170 million centaurs, consuming nearly a billion kilograms of treasure grass every day, of which I contribute a part.
"I'm a happy Treasure Grass Craftsman, with great planting skills. I want to make that small treasure grass, fertile and thriving..."
Singing happily always uplifts the mood. While working, singing, and thinking about what I should do after today's work.
"Should I go to Ma Zhenzhen's concert or Ma Qianqian's song and dance show? It's really hard to choose!" I found it difficult to decide internally.
