CHAPTER 394: CHAPTER 385: THE MAGICAL ALTAR ITEMS

After leaving Wutong No. 2, Han Qiwu headed to Jilei Mountain, milked Little Red, the small water buffalo, and the black-and-white dairy cow, and harvested three servings of fresh milk.

What a treat.

Speaking of which, why haven’t the other little ducks in the duck shed started laying eggs yet?

None of them are putting in the effort, huh!

Although the Dragon Boat Festival is over a month away, it’d still be better to get the salted duck yolks ready early for making zongzi.

The Han Family has quite the varied palate; both sweet and savory zongzi are a must.

Walking into Hongyan Tower, Han Qiwu called the little ducks over one by one, patting them gently. "Those who can lay eggs, start early. Those who can grow feathers, hurry it up. You’ve spent so much time learning from the meat chickens; how about picking up their survival instincts too!"

"Quack, quack, quack!"

The little ducks were surprisingly cooperative, nodding in agreement again and again.

Their attitude was top-notch.

Han Qiwu could almost see each of them turning into little meat chickens.

Oh right, speaking of meat chickens, after all this rain today, surely sun-dried chicken isn’t an option anymore.

Leaving the duck shed, Han Qiwu finally realized why he hadn’t been able to find the meat chicken.

The meat chicken, originally perched in a tree, had somehow ended up sitting on a nearby tree branch.

Its feet were tangled with twigs, and hilariously, it was wearing a tiny hat made of a few leaves, leisurely nibbling on some grass blades.

Before it could finish the grass blade, the meat chicken shuddered suddenly.

Seasoned as it was, it immediately realized what was happening.

The owner must be watching it.

Wait, wasn’t the owner still in the duck shed? How did they come out so quickly?

Oh well.

The meat chicken boldly took off its leafy hat.

If it weren’t for keeping off the rain, it wouldn’t have worn such a thing in the first place!

Tossing the hat aside, the meat chicken spread its wings and, in a thrilling display akin to bungee jumping, leaped off the branch, bouncing up and down with expert control before dangling itself back on the lower branches.

Han Qiwu said nothing, watching its performance silently.

The meat chicken tilted its head in confusion, inspecting itself closely, and then, as if struck by a sudden realization, gave Han Qiwu a cheeky grin and stuffed two leaves into its beak.

Now it looked exactly as it had before.

Han Qiwu: "......"

So going back to how it was before is supposed to mean nothing ever happened?

Do you think I’m blind or something?

Today, I’m definitely going to find out how roast chicken tastes!

Seeing the murderous intent in its owner’s eyes, the meat chicken panicked and spat out the leaves, squawking loudly.

"Roar!!"

The meat chicken’s cry summoned the Little Prince!

Blocking Han Qiwu’s path, the Little Prince arrived just in time. Without a word, Han Qiwu gave the Little Prince a swift kick on its rear.

"You’re the one who moved the meat chicken to the tree branch, aren’t you?"

The Little Prince obediently nodded.

"Hand over the honey," Han Qiwu said sternly.

The Little Prince proudly patted its belly. Sure enough, just as the meat chicken had predicted, it had finished all the honey last night.

One look at the Little Prince’s smug demeanor, and Han Qiwu understood everything.

Damn that meat chicken. While I’m punishing you, you go trick the Little Prince.

Raising his hand, Han Qiwu manipulated the branches to place the meat chicken over a basin of water. With a sinister grin, he said, "Boiled or fried, pick one yourself."

This time, the meat chicken was genuinely terrified.

It flapped its wings frantically, indicating it wouldn’t dare pull stunts like this again.

While flapping, it even tilted its head toward Wutong No. 2 as if pleading, "Think of the children, spare me!"

Han Qiwu: ".....Seriously, ’think of the children’?"

After calming down, Han Qiwu suddenly had a new idea.

Since the meat chicken was so clever, why not make it the Little Prince’s adviser?

Let it go head-to-head with the creatures of the Wetland Garden.

Better that than riling me up at home all the time!

"Meat chicken, for the sake of the little ones, I’ll let you off this time. But you need to redeem yourself. For the foreseeable future, you’ll team up with the Little Prince and Little Shui to head to the Wetland Garden and gather white reed needles and roots." Han Qiwu handed the meat chicken over to the Little Prince.

"Little Prince, the meat chicken’s safety is your responsibility. If it doesn’t perform well, you can kiss your honey goodbye forever."

Thank goodness the Little Prince was a vegetarian. Otherwise, Han Qiwu wouldn’t have dared entrust the meat chicken to it.

"Roar!"

The Little Prince puffed out its chest and bravely accepted the mission.

The meat chicken went limp in the Little Prince’s arms, its little drumsticks wobbling pitifully.

Farewell, my little hen, my little peacock, my little terror bird!

I will definitely return!

Watching the trio of the Little Prince, the meat chicken, and Little Shui leave, Han Qiwu stretched lazily, opened an umbrella, and followed the map markers to a corner of the yard, where he found the Youchao Clan’s altar.

The Youchao Clan’s altar was fascinating. From below, it looked like a small tree. From above, it resembled a bird’s nest. Viewed head-on, it became clear the bird’s nest was actually constructed from the small tree’s trunk. Every nest’s texture embodied rhythmic beauty, showcasing masterful craftsmanship and extraordinary attention to detail—a true work of art.

Approaching the altar, Han Qiwu saw a few lines of text appear before him.

[The altar’s item list refreshes randomly, with a minimum refresh time of 24 hours]

[Each sacrifice requires 5000 gold to activate the altar array]

[Sacrifice cooldown period: 24 hours]

[Current item list as follows]

[Dehumidifying Wooden Bed]

[Sacrificial Offerings: Wood×50, Special Wood×20, Big-Mouthed Bass×5, Worn-Out Newspaper×1]

[Special Effect - Dehumidification: Long-term use alleviates symptoms of rheumatic joint pain]

[Note: Humans spend over one-third of their lives in bed]

[Detection Mirror]

[Sacrificial Offerings: Refined Quartz×2, Silver Ore×4, Gold Ore×2, Sardines×10]

[Special Effect - Home Delivery: Place an item in front of and behind the mirror to locate people within a certain radius who need it]

[Note: With the Detection Mirror, making friends is no problem]

[Ergonomic Chair]

[Sacrificial Offerings: Eggs×10, Milk×2, Special Minerals×2, Special Wood×5, Gardenia Hairpin×1]

[Special Effect - Never Get Tired: Automatically adjusts shape while seated, reducing spinal strain]

[Note: With this, you’ll never have to worry about hemorrhoids]

After reading, Han Qiwu was thrilled.

Actual furniture!

Exactly what I need!

And not just any furniture—these are magical, high-tech furniture with special effects!

Of the three items, the Dehumidifying Wooden Bed doesn’t really concern me, and the Detection Mirror isn’t that appealing for now.

But that Ergonomic Chair.

Now we’re talking.

Using this while fishing would be divine!

Not to mention how great it’d be for reading or working on the computer!

I have to get this thing!

Let’s check the offerings.

Eggs and milk, we have those at home.

Wait, what do those have to do with the Ergonomic Chair?

Never mind. Sacrifices might follow a different system than crafting.

Fine, I’ll take it.

Special minerals and special wood probably mean materials with certain attributes. I’ve got those at home too.

It’s this last item—the Gardenia Hairpin—that stumps me for now.

Gardenias bloom primarily from May to July, though some grow earlier in special environments, blooming in March or April.

A Gardenia Hairpin?

How on earth do I get one?