As the sun climbed higher and higher, villagers began gathering around the edges of the farmland, watching the strange group of city guests with open curiosity. And at last, the remaining alphas finished their tilling.
Second place went to Qin Yuran, who was covered in dirt from head to toe from the dirt war. Close behind her came Zhao Yichen, equally filthy. The last to finish, as expected, was Gu Chengze. Although he worked quickly, the endless stones that had plagued his plot slowed him down considerably.
Between his shoulder blades a clear muddy print remained—evidence of the compact soil Su Wanyan had thrown earlier. He strode toward the staff area with barely contained anger.
The moment he drew close, Lin Xuanyu practically flew to his side, moving so fast it was almost comical. He immediately began fretting over Gu Chengze, hands moving restlessly as he tried to brush away the dirt.
"CEO Gu!" Lin Xuanyu cried, his voice full of genuine worry.
