The fields in the suburbs were relatively barren; all the fertile land had been enclosed within the city walls during Beast City's successive expansions.
"Wei Ce, your Father's idea is a good one, but look around. Grass is already sprouting in patches everywhere else, yet here it's still sparse—just a tuft here and a clump there. Can we really rely on the silt deposited by the rainwater to grow good crops?" As they walked along, the Beastmen, who had been fired up and ready for a big project, gradually felt their hearts grow cold.
Wei Ce glanced at the Tiger Striped Cat Beastman beside him and nodded. "As long as we plant exactly as instructed, even if our harvest isn't as good as what comes from the fertile land inside the city, it will definitely be much better than anything the other Beastmen out here in the suburbs can grow."
