A slightly cold mist fills the air, soaking into the skin, bringing a moist feeling; crystal-like ancient trees grow at random, emitting a bluish glow; there are light spots like fireflies floating in the line of sight, shaped like the bottom of the sea
swimming fish; deer spirits with huge crystal horns growing on their heads leisurely stroll on the field ridges, and various magnificent and gorgeous plant bushes grow freely, with many types, and everything is green at a glance.
There is no Mr. Rabbit here, but there is a tall and honest stone spirit, wearing a gardener's clothes, holding a showerhead in his hand and a shovel on his shoulder. He is passing in front of the three people in a queue, with a serious expression as if he is about to step onto the battlefield.
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Their bodies are made up of stones one by one, which looks very strange. Some stone spirits take good care of their bodies and polish them frequently, so the surface of the stones is as smooth and round as the pebbles at the bottom of the river; while some stone spirits are more casual, and the stones are
The ground was covered with moss, and grass sprouts sprouted from the cracks in the rocks.
They are the most suitable race to be gardeners. Because they are extremely powerful and tireless, they can do all kinds of physical work well, whether it is plowing, fertilizing or weeding. Their innate magic can even loosen the soil.
Increase nutrition. The only disadvantage is that the brain capacity is a bit low, and it is also a group consciousness, so it cannot receive too complex instructions.
"What is cluster consciousness?"
When Metien heard this, he asked curiously.
Xie Mi explained: "It means that stone spirits of the same ethnic group share consciousness, which makes them cooperate tacitly. At critical moments, they can combine and transform into a more powerful form to fight against the enemy. But there is also a small disadvantage: if you
If an overly complex command is given to a certain stone spirit, in order to understand the meaning of the command, it will occupy most of the collective consciousness, causing other stone spirits to temporarily lose their ability to think and act."
"Oh!" Metien showed an expression of wonder: "What a magical race!"
Alice next to her also nodded and said: "Let me tell you, this setting feels a bit plagiarized."
The two of them automatically filtered out her nonsense. After watching the group of stone spirits go away, Xie Mi turned off the searchlight above her head and called for them to follow: "Let's go to the vegetable garden and pick some vegetables first!"
The three of them walked along the path between the fields and towards the vegetable garden. Along the way, Alice was very coveted for those elegant, holy and beautiful crystal deer spirits, and repeatedly encouraged Miss Shimei: "Why do you have to walk?
Don’t you have a mount?”
"The deer spirit is not a mount."
Upon hearing this, Miss Xie Mi told her angrily: "They are spirits born from the prosperous vitality of the earth, and they are the natural symbol of an area. As long as they exist wherever they exist, the weather will be smooth, and plants will grow and bear fruit more easily."
But it is very difficult to give birth to Yuanling. It took my eldest sister more than a hundred years to cultivate these deer spirits!"
"I know, I know."
Alice surrendered and muttered in a low voice: "I just don't want to take advantage of them."
You can think of other ideas.
Metien blinked and suddenly became interested, but not in the deer spirit, but in another matter: "Xiemi, do you traveler goblins have a long lifespan? I often hear you say that it is more than fifty years.
, more than a hundred years... it feels a bit unimaginable."
"Well, that's the question. Traveler fairies - or in other words, all fairies have a longer lifespan than humans." Xie Mi said, the two pairs of butterfly wings on her back gently bent and dropped down, she stretched out her hand to touch the soft
of butterfly wings, and said at the same time: "As for how to calculate the life span of a traveler goblin, you can look at the butterfly wings on our backs. Generally speaking, there will be an additional pair of butterfly wings every hundred years, and two pairs of butterfly wings are required to be considered an adult.
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Huh?
If I remember correctly, there should be three pairs of butterfly wings behind the boss lady’s back, right?
In other words, she is over 300 years old?
Alice took a breath: It's so scary.
"Eh?" Medien was stunned: "But you also have two pairs of butterfly wings..."
"That's right, so I have reached adulthood this year." A proud smile appeared on Miss Xiemi's face: "No more, no less, exactly two hundred years old!"
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Although, he still behaves like a two-year-old child.
Merdine and Alice looked at each other, both speechless.
……
A few minutes later, the three of them came to the vegetable garden. As the name suggests, it is a large garden growing various vegetables. However, the vegetables grown here are a bit strange.
"Hey Hugh!"
Xie Mi struggled to pull up a carrot from the ridge. The carrot had a pair of funny hands and feet and a funny appearance. As soon as it left the soil, it immediately started dancing and yelling loudly, and the sharp voice echoed throughout the whole place.
In the garden: "Picky eaters, bad boys! Bad boys, picky eaters!"
"Don't worry." Xie Mi threw it into the basket in his hand angrily and said, "I'm not picky about food at all."
So the carrot quieted down and lay quietly at the bottom of the basket, as if it was really just an ordinary carrot.
"What is this?" Alice was shocked. She actually saw the carrot talking and scolding people for being picky eaters.
"This is a picky radish." Xie Mi told them while pulling out the radish: "As the name suggests, it is the radish that picky eaters like to eat most. No matter how picky eaters eat it, their appetite will increase. But if people who are not picky eaters eat it,
If you do, you will become depressed and not want to eat at all."
"Oh." Alice said regretfully, "Then I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it."
When Metien heard this, she glanced at her sideways and thought to herself, you are the only one qualified to say this. Who was the person who picked out all the onions in the dish last time?
Then, the two of them started to help Xie Mi pull out radishes. In fact, it was no different from pulling out ordinary radishes, except that it was really noisy when it was first unearthed. If you are not mentally prepared, you may be really scared.<
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A few minutes later.
"Okay, this should be enough. Let's go pick some other vegetables." Xie Mi said happily, feeling that it was right to ask the guests to help. If it was normal, it would take at least ten minutes to do it.
Have you pulled out the required amount?
And the guests are very happy too!
This is called a win-win.
After pulling out enough radishes, Xie Mi took the two guests further into the vegetable garden and came under a huge mushroom tree. This mushroom tree was so big that it needed to be described as "tree" instead of "root"
, blocking the eyes like a thick wall, on its canopy, epidermis and roots, there are more clusters of solitary mushrooms growing, their canopies are gray and very
Small and inconspicuous at all.
Xie Mi leaned down and picked up a little mushroom. This guy was pretty and pretty, but his expression was always aggrieved. As soon as it was pulled out, he burst into tears and struggled to beg for mercy in a childish voice: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I
I'm going to be eaten! I don't taste good at all! Oh, oh, oh, please don't eat me!"
It makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.
The kind-hearted pink-haired little girl couldn't bear it: "Are we going to eat it? I feel so pitiful."
Alice also wiped the tears from the corner of her mouth: "It must be delicious, right?"
"Don't worry, I won't eat it."
Xie Mi casually threw the little mushroom into the basket and mixed it with the picky radish that was pulled out just now and still had dirt on it. Then he said to the two of them: "This is the Crying Mushroom. As the name suggests, it likes to cry. Their taste
It’s not really that great, but the tears they cry are very suitable for making soup, and sometimes they can also be used as seasonings. So when we are cooking, we have to scare them with a kitchen knife to make them cry more, and when they have cried enough, they will shed tears.
Put them back again."
So instead of eating it, we eat its tears?
Alice was immediately disappointed.
Xie Mi continued to pick mushrooms, turning a deaf ear to their cries, and casually added the settings to the two guests: "Actually, this is not the first time that these crying mushrooms have been picked by us. They all know that they will be safe in the end.
When I come back, I have nothing to lose except a few tears."
When Metien heard this, he felt puzzled: "If you know this, why are you still crying so sadly?"
Xie Mi replied in a matter-of-fact tone: "Because they are crying mushrooms, so they like to cry very much."