Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 157: 156 More terrifying



Chapter 157: 156 More terrifying

Chapter 157 156. Even more terrifying

Kuangbiao talks too fast!

Moreover, he always talked to himself. Fat Ginseng, who was holding the bamboo pole, became anxious and stuttered more and more:

"I, I...I, I am, it's because-"

Why?

It suddenly became a little confused.

Because in Fat Ginseng’s memory, he had no consciousness of growing in the soil before. All I know is that suddenly for a moment, a lot of energy surged out of my body!

The energy was so magical. Gududu drank it to his full capacity, and then a strange feeling came out of the place eroded by pollution, as if all the dirty things had been removed, leaving only what could make it better and stronger...

When he woke up again, he saw a human girl lying in front of him.

It didn't even think much, and its subconscious reaction was to run.

This [running] also took a lot of effort.

Because the entire ginseng was buried in the soil, Huaiyu didn't know any techniques for growing ginseng, such as raising joints. Therefore, the branches and leaves of the small ginseng were swaying this way and that, and the large fibrous roots were struggling in the soil like jellyfish. I also broke a big part of my beard...

Only then did it break free from the soil!

Then he ran all the way, and not long after running, he felt that Huaiyu seemed to be awake, so he panicked and plunged into the ground subconsciously!

When he opened his eyes again, his head was already poking out of the soil behind the house.

It vaguely knew that this was its ability to escape from the ground, but it didn't know how far it had escaped.

However, escaping is so tiring and laborious! In addition, I like a cool and diffused light environment. Before, I was surrounded by unprotected weeds, and it would be burned out when the sun came out...

Therefore, it subconsciously chose the dense bamboo forest in front of it.

Who knows...who knows...

The more Fat Ginseng thought about it, the more aggrieved and pitiful he became. At this moment, he couldn't help but pucker his lips, whimper and cry, and soon he started to howl!

It stands to reason that such a watery ginseng that looks like a fat radish should be very pitiful.

But who is Kuangbiao?

It is now only 6 years old by all means. Although when it told Huaiyu its age, it took it upon itself to add the two years of normality that it had no memory of, but even if it were added, it would still be only 8 years old.

Although he has a long mouth and talks about love and life, his conscious age is still spent hanging out with other trees on the mountain.

At only 8 years old, it has already been beaten and beaten in the Rose Corridor, experienced the dangers of human beings, and the torture of unknown species -

This refers specifically to the big cub and the second cub.

At this moment, another mutated plant was crying in front of him. Not only did Kuangbiao show no pity, but he instantly became proud:

"Little Stammer, your mentality is too fragile!"

"It's okay if you have a bad brain, and I won't laugh at you. Why do you still have low self-esteem?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The bamboo shoots in the entire bamboo forest were swaying, obviously showing a sense of superiority.

Fat Ginseng tried his best but still made a small cry, and after a while he sobbed.

"You, me, me,"

It hummed for a long time before saying four complete words: "I don't feel inferior!"

"I, I, I am, a human, human, human beings were too scary, so I just ran away."

ah?

This time it was Kuangbiao's turn to be stunned: Human?

The Rose Corridor is here, how can any human dare to come here? Besides, with ginseng’s short legs and a bunch of fragile whiskers, it would be difficult to run ten meters, right?

It looked at the slightly lit room in front of it, seemed to realize something, and laughed again after a moment:

"Then...do you want to see something more terrifying?"

Fat Ginseng looked up blankly: "...ah?"

The next moment, the bamboo in front of him suddenly glowed with a bright green light, reflecting the green surroundings.

In front of Fat Ginseng, two strange-shaped flat-mouthed monsters with long legs, fat bodies, and a layer of fine spikes were standing there. When they saw the branches and leaves above its head trembling, they also made a sound of surprise and curiosity:

"Ahhhh..."

Then with a poke of his flat mouth, Fat Ginseng felt a chill on his forehead and saw two red fruits falling from the fallen leaves in front of him.

Also illuminated by the bright green light, it looks weird and pitiful.

However, the fat ginseng realized later that the whiskers on both sides suddenly touched the stems high above the head:

"My, my, my, my fruit, my fruit!"

At this moment, perhaps fear stimulated its potential. It plunged to the ground and forcefully opened up the hard bamboo roots that belonged to Kuang Biao underneath -

"Doo!" Big Zai and Er Zai have never seen a plant like Fat Ginseng. Not only can it talk but it can also run. It also looks watery and looks completely different from Kuang Biao!

At this moment, the two cubs screamed "Ahhh" twice, their flat mouths were like knives, and they were inserted into the soil at an angle and silky smoothness!

Only Kuangbiao screamed: "Don't dig my roots!!"...

Huaiyu also vaguely heard some of the sparse rustling noises in the bamboo forest, but they were mixed with wild shouts and screams -

Okay, it’s him fighting with the big cub and the second cub again!

It's funny, but it's more like playing.

The sharp mouths of Big Zai and Er Zai could poke out the entire bamboo forest overnight.

And if Kuang Biao's bamboo leaves sliced ​​them, I'm afraid it would cut them to pieces.

But now, the former only pokes at the bamboo shoots occasionally, while the latter only scares them when they have nothing to do... Huaiyu is used to the flying geese flying on the bamboo leaves.

Thinking of the discarded ginseng at this moment, she deeply reflected on her eagerness for success.

She wanted to induce the birth of a better ginseng to replenish Zhou Qian, but the power was too much, and it disappeared after replenishing it...

Still too hasty!

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Wait until tomorrow, pick a small one, tie it with a red thread first, and then slowly give it some superpowers...

Also, since Rose Corridor is so famous, she no longer has to be so secretive about growing vegetables.

Tomorrow, whether it's sweet potatoes, yams, peanuts, soybeans, eggplants, peppers, etc., pick one of each to stimulate growth.

Of course, it's not like a cowpea, but it's slightly larger than normal and can bloom and bear fruit quickly.

It’s hard to buy meat now, so vegetables must be provided!

Thinking of meat, she couldn't help but glance at the back window - this bamboo forest has been rooted for so long, why haven't she heard of bamboo rats making nests?

There must be some on Sanqing Mountain, but last time Heng Heng Chi Chi brought a Kuang Biao back, so this time he goes up the mountain, he may not have any luck...

She didn't dare to go for a while.

"well…"

Huaiyu sighed with a grimace, and then took out his bedside reading material—

"Born to the Sun"

She took out a large handful of melon seeds from her pocket and put it into the basin. She picked up a plump black and white melon seed and looked at it carefully.

Can these seeds grow a large field of sunflowers?

Opening this love story again—oh no, agricultural book—the poem on the title page is still eye-catching.

sunflower

Wang Yaping【Author】

Golden, majestic sunflowers,

Open the flowers towards the sun.

The sun casts its shining arrows onto

Her bright and soft corolla.

She has the noble character of a warrior,

She laughed at the grass sleeping in the darkness.

At night, the wind and rain knocked off her petals,

In the morning, she still faced the sun.

If I keep updating for another week, I can get a [Continuous Update] badge!

Update 1, hold on! effort!

The sunflower referenced here is actually a warrior poem. But it doesn't stop it from being beautiful.

There are 86 words in the quoted poem and I didn’t make up the word count! The number of charged words is stuck at the normal node.

 

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