Chapter 2085: Series of blows
A large group of Huaitang Clan members personally went to the farmland not far outside Darkstrip City.
It wasn't that they couldn't see clearly on the light screen, but they felt they could only believe it by seeing it with their own eyes.
Now, the general environment of the Cosmic Races wasn't lacking in food. After all, there was still plenty of land; each race had a certain amount of arable land to cultivate the grain crops they needed.
The Huaitang Clan, as one of the Eight Heads of Darkstrip City, naturally also had large areas of arable land, which was a good place for clan members without much cultivation talent.
When the group of high-ranking officials arrived at the grain fields, what they saw was a mess.
"Who did this?!" The clan leader's voice was low, containing suppressed anger. He didn't shout loudly, just coldly stared at the person in charge here, wishing he could slap him to death.
"I, I..." That person in charge was so scared he couldn't speak.
This wasn't his fault either. His strength wasn't great to begin with, far from the clan leader's. A high-level expert glaring angrily at him would make anyone uneasy. At the same time, he also knew the clan's current situation: Blue Millet was bought out; the entire clan was waiting for the harvest here to save the day. Who would have thought someone would destroy the fields all at once? This meant the clan might face a food shortage. The responsibility was too great, too great for him to bear.
Thinking of the punishment he would receive, even death, this person couldn't hold back anymore. He fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming.