The "petite" and kind gardener the old man called entered the back alley, and her highly transformed body gave Han Fei an extremely strong sense of oppression.
"There's something wrong with this!"
The club is located on the edge of the unknown area. It is very ordinary. It looks like the most inconspicuous club among countless clubs. However, Han Fei met a gardener who exuded a terrifying aura here.
The opponent's strength cannot be simply divided by resentment and regret. She seems to have planted the flower of her soul in herself, and can burst out at any time with power that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
"He has terrifying strength, maintains his sanity, and has hobbies like growing flowers and grass. What are the backgrounds of the members in the club?"
Han Fei slowly loosened his hand holding the blood vessels in the soil. He watched the gardener walking towards him. With only a drop of blood left, he decisively gave up resisting and looked at the old man for help.
"I feel like a stranger ran into the club. I came over quickly to check. The strange noise seems to be coming from here." The old man directly distanced himself from Han Fei. As expected, he is a person who can survive in the deep world.
Not even simple
"Stranger?" The gardener didn't believe the old man's story. She threw the monster in her hand into the garden and looked down at Han Fei and the old man who couldn't find the way: "I ask again, what are you doing?"
"I want to join your club, so I followed this old man in." Han Fei turned on the master-level acting switch: "Actually, I am particularly interested in growing flowers and grass. When I saw your garden, I couldn't help but
I came in wanting to learn and share my experiences."
The gardener didn't believe what Han Fei said at all, and slowly raised his extremely deformed arm.
The more critical the situation, the less panicked. Han Fei's eyes did not waver at all: "Everything I said is true. There is a saying among flower friends - people raise flowers, and flowers also raise people. In the process of planting flowers,
Those flowers and plants are also affecting me, constantly honing my mind and cultivating my temperament. You like planting flowers so much, you should understand what I am saying, right?"
Han Fei held blood vessels and soil in his hands, smelling the fragrance soaked in blood, as if he was having a deep communication with the flowers.
""People raise flowers, and flowers raise people?" The gardener blinked in horror.
When she showed a slight hesitation, Han Fei immediately seized the opportunity.
"In the past, I was trapped by the secular world, running around for house, money and vanity every day. I desperately pursued those external things, but the harder I worked, the more emptied I felt. Later, I started to try to grow flowers, and I slowly understood
When I have reached the true meaning of life, I will be excited when a seed breaks through the ground, and I will be happy for a whole day because of the blooming of a small flower. My poor spiritual world is filled with flowers, and I feel fulfilled for the first time."
Han Fei became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke. Real lies would even hypnotize him. As he spoke, he began to believe it.
"I have experienced a lot of pain and despair. I have no friends or the company of others. I can't find a sense of belonging and no concept of home. But since I started growing flowers, I feel like they are growing with me and I touch them every day.
Those lovely leaves and the smell of fresh flowers will dissipate all fatigue. Flowers are decorating my home. They are not only the decoration of my home, but also a part of my home. They are also the source of all my happiness."…
The affectionate confession is touching. Anyone who looks at it looks like Han Fei is a young man who loves to plant and grow flowers.
The gardener retracted his outstretched arm. It was too difficult to meet a "person" with the same interests and hobbies in the deep world.
She did not use Han Fei as fertilizer, but began to deal with the monster next to her. It seemed to be a monster native to the deep world, and every drop of blood contained pain.
After cutting the monster's neck, the gardener held the monster as if holding a shower head and began to water his flower field.
This was something that the gardener was accustomed to, but Han Fei broke into a cold sweat when he saw it. When he was digging the hole, he felt that the soil in the flower field was different from the soil in other places in the deep world. Now he finally knew why. Everyone here
The soil was saturated with blood, and there were so many corpses buried underneath that it was hard to count.
Looking at the gardener working seriously, Han Fei also felt very conflicted. You might say that the gardener is a ferocious and terrifying evil spirit. She is indeed taking good care of those soul flowers, and her movements are very gentle, just like taking care of her own children, but you have to
She is said to be a flower lover and a flower grower. Which flower lover would turn her flower field into a mass grave?
It was too late to run away now. The gardener could catch up at any time. Han Fei simply did the opposite, like the gardener's follower, and took the initiative to approach him, asking and learning seriously.
As long as it involves "flowers", the gardener will answer Han Fei's questions, but each time the words are short.
As the exchange continued to deepen, Han Fei became completely involved. He really began to discuss with the other party the possibility of planting flowers in the deep world, and also raised the "professional" question of whether flowers in the earth could bloom in the underworld.
After careful consideration, the gardener felt that it was impossible and there was no chance of practice.
Han Fei's most critical step came. He took out the flower seeds Huang Ying brought from the shallow world and some planting books from his inventory.
Relying on his photographic memory, he almost learned what he was learning and sold it immediately. The more he chatted with the gardener, the more he became more and more speculative.
The old man in the distance had a strange expression while listening to the chat between Han Fei and the gardener. He was blind and blind, and always felt that Han Fei was like one of those real-life salesmen who recommend health care products to middle-aged and elderly people.
After they really got closer, Han Fei was very generous and gave the "extremely precious" and "rare in the world" Yangwen seed to the gardener.
"Attention, player number 0000! The gardener's friendliness towards you will increase a little."
This fatal blow achieved great results, and Han Fei also expressed his desire to join the club and follow the gardener to learn flower planting skills in the deep world.
After a series of dizzying operations, Han Fei finally got his wish.
The gardener agreed that Han Fei would learn to grow flowers from her, and also decided to give Han Fei a flower from the deep world and let him try to grow it himself.
However, before presenting flowers, the gardener also conducted some necessary tests on Han Fei, such as "fertilizing" and repairing "plant rhizomes".
This may be difficult to understand, but it is actually killing and dismemberment.
After Han Fei passed the examination, the gardener moved a huge sauce vat from the back room. She slowly dug out the strongest-looking corpse and put it into the sauce vat along with the "soil" that was constantly bleeding around it.
…
"You have to feed this flower well until it blooms."
"I will." Han Fei really didn't expect that this E-level ordinary task would be completed so smoothly. Although the ordinary task is the least difficult, as long as it is an E-level task, it must be related to hatred.
Not daring to be distracted, Han Fei thanked the gardener repeatedly and moved the sauce vat out of the flower field very solemnly.
"Attention, player number 0000! You successfully brought a flower out of the flower field without letting it wither immediately. You gained primary planting ability and obtained an E-level special flower - Bu Kaixin."
"Elementary flower cultivation: Planting flowers can continuously improve your proficiency. Planting other things should also be possible."
"Bu Kaixin (e-class special flower): This flower has a name. He has never smiled. Everyone calls him unhappy."
"special power:???"
"Attention! Cultivating special flowers will greatly increase proficiency, and special flowers will have special abilities!"
In the shallow world, gardener is one of the most popular professions, and many people have their own manors. This is one of the reasons why ordinary players like "Perfect Life"
After reaching level 25, Han Fei finally experienced the daily life of an ordinary player, and slowly began to get involved in flower planting, calligraphy, singing and dancing.
The old man outside the flower field noticed that there was no conflict between the two, and walked into the small courtyard along the wall: "You two seemed to be chatting happily? In that case, why not let him join our club? Anyway, this club
There aren't many people here anymore, and if no new people arrive, we probably won't be able to survive for long."
"If you want to join the club, you must first determine your interests and hobbies." The gardener looked at Han Fei again: "Do you really want to learn to grow flowers and plants from me?"
"I'm sure." Han Fei looked at the corpses and soul flowers in the flower field. This oxygen girth could be said to perfectly match his temperament.
From now on, you can treat this place as your own home, and remember to report at least once a week to let us know that you are still alive." The gardener opened the door of the food bank and handed over a black umbrella on the shelf next to the door.
Han Fei: "This is your umbrella, don't lose it. Only with a black umbrella can you move freely, otherwise you will become like me."
The gardener showed off his severely changed body, then entered the flower field and ignored Han Fei.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully completed the e-level ordinary task - Hobby, successfully joined the Old Age Street Club, and successfully triggered the hobby flower planting!"
"Attention players numbered 0000! The first trigger to select a hobby - flower planting is successful! According to the player's lucky number, you will randomly receive a reward related to the hobby!"
"Attention, player number 0000! You have obtained the e-level natural ability - Flower Language!"
"Flower Language (e-level exclusive talent ability): With the unique talent blessing of the hidden profession of Guifu, you can understand the language of flowers and communicate with them! The planting success rate increases by 50%!"
The game exit button was already on, and Han Fei's tight nerves finally relaxed: "I will work hard and try to grow the most beautiful flowers in the deep world."
Picking up the sauce vat, Han Fei prepared to leave.
"Let me see you off." The blind old man helped Han Fei hold the black umbrella. They returned the same way and entered the warehouse.
"Uncle, do you still remember how you got here?" After the exit button lit up, Han Fei became bolder and dared to ask some more pointed questions.
"I don't remember either." The old man waved his hand to signal Han Fei not to talk about this.
"If I tell you that I have a way to send you home, would you like to leave with me?" Han Fei really wanted to try to use the soul-returning ability on the old man.
"Home?" The old man paused for a while, then shook his head: "I am a blind old man who can only dance. I will be disliked by people wherever I go. I can't even support myself, and I will hurt others."
"That's not necessarily true. I have been in the entertainment industry, and now the audience's tastes are more unique. Some time ago, there was a group called Sisters of the Wind and Waves. You dance so well, we can make a crazy old man."
Han Fei was very serious about making suggestions for the uncle, but the other party agreed with a smile.
After opening the black umbrella for Ning Lan, the old man turned around and returned to the warehouse when he heard Han Fei's footsteps leaving.
He groped with his hands on the table, but the temperature in the room suddenly dropped at this moment. The gardener appeared quietly in the warehouse, and placed a broken radio in front of the old man with his distorted hands.
"Thank you." The old man touched the radio and moved his lips slightly. After being firm for a while, he finally said, "I may not be able to spend more time with you. With that child here in the future, at least you won't be too lonely."
