"Dear guest, Congratulations, you have completed the task given to you by God."


    Seeing the old goat''s smile, Manda was relieved. Hermes recognized the three punishers, and Manda was rewarded accordingly.


    There was more than one reward. The old goat gave Manda a way to get promoted and gave him a crystal stone as pure as ice.


    "This is an uncontaminated divine blood stone. If you eat it, your practice will be promoted rapidly."


    Manda hesitated. He remembered the words in the ancient book that swallowing the divine blood stone was the most dangerous way of practice.


    "Don''t worry," the old goat dispelled his concern. "There is no dye God blood stone, there is no impurity, and it won''t let you get lost. Just eat boldly. You will be a little excited in the first few days. In addition, it has no impact."


    With the words of the old goat, Manda didn''t hesitate any more. She smashed the God blood stone with the pestle made by guatel, and swallowed the wine.


    The crystal stone is very hard, but it tastes like jelly. Each crystal fragment becomes extremely elastic, tumbling, expanding and jumping in the stomach, and integrates with Manda''s body at a perceptible speed.


    In the process of fusion, Manda gradually felt tired. It seemed that there was a force to pull every cell out of his body, rub and wash it, and then put it back to its original position.


    Under this wonderful feeling, Manda closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.


    From afternoon sleep to dusk, Manda woke up with a smile. In his dream, he saw that his experience bar grew from one fifth to two-thirds.


    The excited Manda had a big appetite and ate a chicken and a lamb chop for dinner.


    The amazing amount of food worried Eudora. Looking at Manda picking up another lamb chop, she quickly took Manda''s hand and said gently, "eat the rest tomorrow. I want to go to the mountain with you."


    "Go and inspect the territory? That''s what I want!" Manda rubbed the oil on Eudora''s body, put on a suit of armor, and took Eudora and Pluto out of the stronghold.


    At the foot of the mountain, the new cottage has drawn the boundary. Pluto has some research on architecture. When he sees the site selection and scale of the cottage, he is going to sigh, but Manda looks a little strange.


    He was very dissatisfied and even angry: "it''s been a day. Why hasn''t construction started yet?"


    Bruto was stunned, shrugged and said, "it''s not that we haven''t started at all. The snow and weeds on this land have been cleaned up."


    "Are they here to build a house or sweep the street? When can I see the new cottage?"


    Pluto didn''t dare to say anything. Eudora whispered, "you just said it was just a day. How much more do you want them to do?"


    "I should at least see the frame of the house. Is this a high requirement?"


    Eudora said, "but we don''t have wood yet..."


    "No wood!" Manda shouted, pointing to the woods on the mountain. "What''s this? So many trees still say there''s no wood. Do you think I''m blind?"


    Yodora dared not speak. Manda paced back and forth manically, muttering something in her mouth. After walking back and forth for more than ten times, Manda suddenly stopped and said to Pluto, "call me the poet. I want to have a good chat with him. I don''t want to see the completion of the cottage before the end of my life."


    "But..." Pluto was stopped by Eudora as soon as he spoke. Manda was in a wrong state. It''s best not to provoke him at this time.


    Just as Pluto wanted to find the poet, he heard Manda shout, "wait a minute."


    He was rubbing his forehead. Although he was excited, he didn''t go crazy. He knew he was in a wrong state.


    Standing there for a moment, Manda suddenly squatted down and inserted her head into the snow.


    Yodora was so frightened that she quickly dragged Manda out. After fully cooling down, Manda''s state was much better, and her smile returned to her face again.


    "The poet did a good job. It''s just a day. It''s quite good to do so much in a day. I''m tired. Let''s go back to bed and have a good sleep."


    Back in the bedroom, Manda kept reminding herself to be optimistic, to restrain, and to try her best to resist the side effects of God''s blood stone.


    After reciting the Sutra dozens of times, Manda lay on the bed and covered the blanket again.


    Late at night, Manda sat up in a sweat. He couldn''t sleep.


    The old goat just understated and said "some excitement". Unexpectedly, the side effects were so terrible.


    The next day, the poet came to the bedroom door and saw yodora coming with an axe.


    The poet was surprised and stepped back with a crutch. Udora asked, "what can I do for you?"


    The poet pursed his lips and said, "I heard that adults are not very satisfied with my work, so I want to explain..."


    "My Lord went to the mountain."


    "What are you doing in the mountains?"


    "Cut down trees!"


    "Why does he want to cut down trees? He doesn''t need to do such a thing!" the poet looked at Eudora inexplicably. "What are you going to do?"


    "Cut down trees!" Eudora said. "The Lord''s order is that everyone should cut trees on the mountain!"


    On the hillside of Weixing mountain, hundreds of people are cutting trees in full swing. Manda''s axe flies up and down. Each axe is accompanied by an exciting slogan:


    "For our happiness!"


    "For a decent life!"


    "For the value of life!"


    "For the great Hermes!"


    "For the glory of the gods!"


    ……


    The poet was stunned for a long time. He really couldn''t understand what had happened. All the mountain thieves, all the slaves, all the teenagers and even the cook were cutting down trees.


    He rushed up the hillside, stopped a group of teenagers and shouted, "stop, you cut down the wrong place. It''s very dangerous! And you, don''t cut down trees with your sword. My God, your weapons have been ruined..."


    The poet came to Manda with difficulty and asked, "Sir, what are you doing?"


    "I''m helping you," Manda wiped the sweat channel. "I was too harsh on you before. I shouldn''t put all the responsibilities on you alone. It''s unfair! The stronghold belongs to all of us and needs to be watered with our sweat! All residents of seven star mountain, pick up your axe and shout with me, for the value of life! For the great Hermes!"


    Before the words fell, just listen to the click. The lioness on the slope cut off a big tree with a diameter similar to the plate.


    The tree fell down with the trend. Manda''s face changed. She hugged the poet and rolled in place, avoiding the heavy trunk, but not the sharp branches


    At dinner time, bandaged Manda gulped wine and said with a smile, "the wine after sweat is so mellow that we cut more than 500 trees. Can you imagine? We only took one day!"


    The same bandaged poet picked up the wine glass and hesitated for a moment: "Sir, with all due respect, I don''t want to talk to you."


    Seeing that Manda picked up the lamb chop again, the lioness whispered to yodora, "go and find the witch. The little guy is ill."