The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Chapter 94 You Stink
Despite the potentially off-putting scene post-lunch, viewers remained engaged, resulting in Hera’s live stream room maintaining the highest retention rate thus far.

Viewers eagerly observed as Hera actively assisted the villagers in cleaning the manure from the barn, transporting it outside to dry for use as fertilizer on their crops. This revelation prompted many viewers to research further online, discovering that the organic vegetable products they consume often utilize this specific type of fertilizer.

Some vegetarians began to second-guess their dietary choices upon discovering this information, finding it somewhat unsettling. However, others appreciated the wealth of knowledge they gained from Hera’s livestream. They consistently found her streams either entertaining and exciting, akin to a travel blog, or informative, offering insights into various topics of interest.

Within just the first day of the show’s actual airing, Hera had already amassed an additional half a million fans and garnered significant traction on the internet. This propelled her to the top of trending searches, overshadowing the promotions and paid advertisements of other celebrities.

Unaware of the online discussions, Hera focused on scattering hay on the ground to ensure the cows had a comfortable rest during the night. She also recognized the hay’s value as it would serve as an additional component for the fertilizers once dried and used in the crops.

“Hera, we’re almost done here. Why don’t you take some rest first?” Aunt Sabby offered kindly as she scattered hay near Hera.

“Aunt Sabby, since we’re almost finished, I’ll just wrap up with everyone else so we can all rest together,” Hera replied with a smile. Despite her face being covered in glistening sweat and her hair tied into a messy bun with a few stray strands sticking to the side of her face, she still looked stunning, her eyes gleaming with joy.

The aunts and uncles on site felt pleased to see Hera acting sensibly, and they were eager to pamper her even more. Motivated by this desire, they worked diligently to complete the tasks quickly, ensuring Hera could rest soon. With everyone feeling energized, they worked together more efficiently than they ever had in the past.

Who would have thought that this unassuming girl was an heiress? It never crossed anyone’s mind. They all saw her as a hardworking individual with a clear goal in sight, which only fueled her determination even more. This quality drew people closer to her like magnets, strengthening the bonds between them.

In record time, they completed their day’s work. After removing their protective gear and placing it in the washer for cleaning and sterilization, they all walked back to their usual break spot, exchanging laughter and conversation along the way.

As they walked along the road, the other participants still toiling away at their tasks noticed Hera strolling leisurely with the villagers. Some assumed she was merely lounging and socializing with the locals to evade her own duties.

Especially Minerva, who was tasked with pulling weeds in the fields, found herself laboring over acres of land for a meager compensation barely enough to afford a bottle of milk and a loaf of bread. She couldn’t help but overhear the villagers gossiping about Hera and her team enjoying lavish meals together during lunch, a rumor that soon spread to the other participants as well.

The other villagers firmly believe that their community resonates with Hera and her team due to their down-to-earth demeanor and effortless rapport. They’re eagerly anticipating the moment when Hera will be assigned to their plot, eager to see if the rumors about their interactions hold true.

In a close-knit village where everyone knows each other and time moves slowly, gossip becomes a common pastime, and rumors spread like wildfire. It’s only natural that in such a setting, every little detail becomes a topic of discussion among the villagers.

Bry rushed to Hera’s side after lending a hand with the manure transportation. After completing his task, he briefly returned home for a shower, only to swiftly rejoin Hera. Despite having fulfilled his duties as a guide, Bry chose to stay with Hera, finding her company exciting and enjoyable.

Hera frequently praised him for doing a great job, inadvertently igniting his determination to exceed expectations. Although Hera didn’t intend to burden him with additional tasks, Bry’s enthusiasm led him to go above and beyond. Hera could only chuckle affectionately as she watched Bry embrace his youthful energy with enthusiasm.

“Sister, should we go see Diamond? Father mentioned he’s been restless this morning, probably missing you,” Bry said, strolling alongside Hera with his hands casually resting behind his head.

The uncles and aunties all turned their heads toward Bry, surprised to hear him suggest visiting the “black beast.” Usually, he would be the first to make excuses to avoid Diamond at all costs, having a history of avoiding the horse like the plague. But now, it seemed as though he had completely forgotten his past trauma regarding the horse.

This is the remarkable aspect of children; they can be deeply traumatized by events, yet once they overcome it and heal properly, they often forgive and forget almost instantly. However, if the damage inflicted is severe, the healing process may take much longer and leave a lasting scar that they will carry with them for the rest of their lives.

Even Hera was uncertain about what she had done to earn Bry’s trust to such an extent. Nonetheless, she felt gratified that she had played a role in helping Bry overcome his fear of Diamond. “How about we bring Zen and Xavier with us?” Hera suggested to Bry, who readily agreed.

Due to the overwhelming stench of manure that clung to Hera’s hair and skin after spending two hours in the barn cleaning, she decided it was imperative to take a thorough shower first. She seized the opportunity while everyone else was still busy in their tasks. She instructed Bry to invite Xavier and Zen, along with his older brother, while she cleansed herself.

In truth, Hera’s sense of smell had been numbed by the overpowering stench, and she didn’t want Xavier and the others to endure discomfort because of her odor. As she entered the cabin, she swiftly grabbed a fresh set of clothes and headed straight for the bathroom. However, she noticed Xavier nearby, his hair still damp and a towel draped around his neck.

He glanced at her briefly before resuming the task of drying his hair. Hera suddenly felt a surge of insecurity, wondering if she still smelled of the manure. Unable to detect her own scent, she hurried toward the bathroom. However, just as she reached for the doorknob, Zen emerged from the bathroom, catching her off guard. Instinctively, she took a step back, creating a bit of distance between them.

“Whoa! Did you fall into a manhole or something?” Zen blurted out, taken aback by the sudden assault on his nose as he stepped out of the bathroom.

Hera’s brows furrowed, and she pouted at Zen, feeling offended by his remark. Despite wanting to laugh, Zen couldn’t bring himself to do so, as the smell was genuinely unpleasant. He instinctively stepped aside, giving Hera space to enter the bathroom.

“Don’t pretend that you didn’t smell as bad earlier.” Xavier interjected, attempting to offer Hera some dignity. However, his words inadvertently underscored just how strong Hera’s current odor was.

“Hmph! What do you know?! Just hope that you two won’t end up in my shoes, or else, you’ll understand the full extent of the smell,” Hera retorted, sticking her tongue out playfully before disappearing into the bathroom but then she stuck her head out again. Surprised by her unexpected action, Zen braced himself, half-expecting Hera to retaliate by hitting him or some kind. However, she instead rolled her eyes and added, “I’ll be going horseback riding with Bry after this. You can tag along if you want.”