Digging to Survive: I Can See Hints

Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

Klein looked at Little Wind and said, “Little Wind, come here. I’ll get you a collar as well.”

Little Wind looked at the Little Fox’s collar and shook his head repeatedly.

“You don’t like it?”

Klein pondered for a moment and gave up on the idea of putting a collar on Little Wind.

If Little Wind were to transform during battle, the collar might be torn apart, or even become a burden.

“Split the two blood pills.”

Klein took out two more blood pills.

One from the crystal treasure chest and one ordinary blood pill from the Magma Mermaid’s catacomb appeared.

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“Choose for yourself.”

There were two red pills in Klein’s palm.

Their appearances were about the same.

Due to the difference in level, Klein gave the choice to the two little things, allowing them to choose at random.

Little Wind took one of them first.

‘The remaining one is the superior one,’ Klein thought to himself.

Little Fox swallowed the other one.

The warm current reverberated in the bodies of the two little things.

They froze on the spot.

While they digested the blood pills, Klein looked at the catacombs in five directions.

[Continue digging forward. A group of Werewolves are preparing lunch.]

[In the catacomb on the left, there’s only lava and crocodiles.]

[In the right cavern, a section of Tree Shepherds happened to pass by. They are driving a batch of fruit trees. Not long ago, they sat down to rest. Perhaps you can trade with them and get a batch of Fruit Tree Seeds.]

[Dig up. There is plenty of oxygen here. It will help you get your spirits up.]

[Dig down. There are two Bronze Treasure Chests waiting for you to open them.]

None of the five catacomb caverns had particularly good resources.

They were either bronze treasure chests or looking for the tree shepherd.

“Can fruit trees be driven away?”

Klein leaned more towards the catacomb on the right.

The bronze treasure chests were no longer enough to satisfy Klein’s appetite.

Perhaps the Fruit Tree seeds would be a surprise.

‘Check the information on the Tree Shepherd,’ Klein recited silently.

The illustration unfolded.

“Tree Shepherd: A green, upright walking species. It loves nature and has a kind nature. It interacts with trees all year round and has the ability to control them. It even has the ability to move them. In order for the trees to absorb sufficient nutrients and water, it will often graze the land and search for water in different catacombs.]

[Ability: Control Trees]

[Weakness: Combat strength depends on the quality of the trees.]

[Danger Factor: 8]

Regarding the Tree Shepherd, it meant it was a herder.

However, the Tree Shepherd wasn’t herding cattle or sheep, but trees.

Klein wasn’t surprised by this.

In the catacombs world, anything could happen.

The danger factor of the Tree Shepherd wasn’t high, but Klein didn’t think that he could control it at will.

The danger factor was low. Klein guessed that it wasn’t because he lacked ability, but because he was naturally kind.

To be able to shuttle through the catacombs caverns without any ability, those crypt creatures were enough to kill a Tree Shepherd!

“If I can trade Fruit Tree seeds, it would be best if it’s a dwarf tree species.”

“The greenhouse is two meters tall. I can choose to expand it up to a height of four meters.”

A floor was less than six meters tall, so it could only be expanded once. Fruit Trees within four meters were acceptable.

‘Yes, that’s not necessarily the case. I can save the seeds first and wait for the base to be upgraded in the future. By then, the greenhouse might be able to expand upwards.’

As Klein pondered, Little Wind and Little Fox had already digested the blood pill.

This time, their strength had increased, but they didn’t have any new abilities.

During the last transformation, Little Fox’s fourth tail had only grown to two-thirds of its original size.

After consuming the exquisite blood pill, it was finally the same length as the other three tails. It was just as furry.

“Wu, wu, wu!”

Little Fox waved her four tails in front of Klein as though she was showing off.

“Alright, I see it.”

Klein stroked her soft fur and smiled.

“Four tails are the same length. You won’t be OCD.”

“Wu, wu, wu!”

Little Fox narrowed her eyes.

She liked her master’s methods too much!

After resting for a moment, they headed to the next catacombs.

The sixty-seventh catacombs!

When Klein arrived, the Tree Shepherds seemed to be about to set off.

There was more than one Tree Shepherd at the scene. There were three of them in total.

Both parties were fifty to sixty meters away.

Klein heard the Tree Shepherds shouting one after another.

It wasn’t the common language of the catacombs.

The voice sounded a little ancient.

The fruit trees that had originally rooted here suddenly moved when they heard the shouts!

Large numbers of fruit trees were uprooted from the soil.

The roots condensed into two, or three or four legs, and they took steps along with the shouts.

They were orderly and rhythmic.

In other words, they only moved along with the Tree Shepherds’ voice. They didn’t truly have a soul or consciousness.

There were hundreds of fruit trees, densely packed and neatly arranged.

Some were tall and some were short.

Some had grown many fruits, while some had yet to bloom.

Every time he took a step, there would always be the sound of identical footsteps. It was very loud.

“The voice of the Tree Shepherds are so infectious.”

Klein could sense his blood jumping up and down as the Tree Shepherd shouted. It almost jumped out of his throat.