The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

Fan Xing was lazily sitting in the living room, eating instant noodles. He didn't even know that the notebook he recorded was accidentally thrown into the Duck's dormitory, and it also attracted the attention of the Ducks.

After eating the instant noodles, Fan Xing cleaned up lightly, and took down the space backpack hanging in the living room.

It contains the blood samples of the onion ducks he collected today. It just so happened that he collected more than 40 samples of the onion ducks infected with the elf virus today, and they can be used to make some medicine.

The elf virus is only effective on elves, and the way of infection is currently unknown.Therefore, it is relatively rare to encounter an elf infected with the elf virus.

Using their blood and other materials, a special potion of weakness can be made. If the elves take it, their physical fitness will be strengthened in a short period of time, but they will be very weak afterwards.

Of course, this potion is only useful for elves below the master level, but even so, the price of this potion is not cheap.

Originally, it was just a primary potion, but the price would catch up to the mid-level potion as soon as it appeared. A bottle could sell for up to 6 yuan. Of course, this was calculated based on the most expensive one. In fact, the price was often not reached.

Moreover, each elf has a different physique, and the elf virus blood samples collected from their bodies cannot be fused.

And because of unknown reasons, one elf's blood sample can only be used to make potions once, and the rest will not be successful no matter how much blood is collected to make potions.

Fan Xing came to the pharmacy with a backpack, and then prepared the required materials. 40 tubes of medicine were placed on the table in turn, and then they were made one by one.

It was after 12 o'clock that he could barely make ten bottles of potion, but he was already very satisfied with this output, and the price of this potion was not cheap no matter whether it was sold to the breeder union or the alliance.

Carefully store the prepared medicine in the small refrigerator in the pharmacy, and then Fan Xing walked out of the pharmacy satisfied.

These medicines are of no use to him. In fact, these medicines are of no use to individuals except those that are needed by relatively large forces.

Because the main function of this potion is to study the application of the elf virus. Anyway, there is no professional team, so Fan Xing can't research anything if he studies it.

Besides, the elf virus is a bit evil. After all, the source is unknown, the spread is unknown, and its function is not clear now. It is really not a good research object. It is better for him to study the ecology of elves. There are not so many things, and it is safe.

Thinking this way, Fan Xing went to the basement again, and put the elves he confiscated from the Rockets into the ball, and planned to put them in the elf recovery machine tomorrow, so that he could discuss the truth with them after they recovered.

Thinking of this, Fan Xing thought of the dodo again. I don't know if his big-mouthed bat has recovered now. The big-mouthed bat was not in a good condition at the time. I hope Miss Joey's skills are good enough.

After finishing everything, Fan Xing went to sleep peacefully, not knowing that he is going through a social death in the current Duck Dormitory.

......At this time, the Duck onion dormitory......

The onion ducks and the little magnetites listened attentively to No. 38 onion duck and read Fan Xing's notebook.

No. 38 Green Onion Duck Wing flipped through the notebook quickly, flipped through it, and finally found a page that he knew all the words on.

No. 38 Scallion Duck coughed softly, and then began to read aloud emotionally: "嘎～嘎～嘎～嘎～".

On December 12th, the weather was fine and I woke up in a good mood in the morning.

Today is a rare good weather, and the temperature is not too cold. Just a few days ago, I suddenly thought of an inspiration. I plan to experiment today. I don’t know which gems to add those props, and then combined with some mineral spirits. Can't forge any special props?

For example, if the hard stone and the body left after the death of the small fist stone are forged together, will the forged things have special effects?

Taking advantage of today's fine weather, I headed to Mount Tsukimi.

I found the Little Fist group, and after digging furtively for several hours, I finally found a little Fist that had just died.

Depending on the situation, it should have been broken by some elf and died.Although I feel a little sorry for this little fist stone, but taking him away secretly, no elves should pay attention, right?

.........

The results of the experiment were not very good. I buried a pile of fragments that could no longer be seen as the Little Fist Stone on the back hill, and built a tombstone for him there.

(Addition: Whenever the flowers are in bloom, I find time to weave a wreath of daffodils and place them on that tombstone in memory of the little fist stone, and the whimsy and sentimentality I've lost Be careful.)

I think this kind of experiment will never be done in the future. The rare good weather, but my heart is full of guilt and sadness. Is it for myself?Or something else, who knows?

...............

After No. 38 Scallion Duck read out the contents of this page, the Scallion Ducks below started a heated discussion.

"Ga~" (I didn't expect the new owner, who looked very gentle, to have such a side.)

"Quack?" (That's right. He seems to be treating us very well now, will he use us as experimental materials in the future?)

"Quack quack quack!" (What nonsense are you talking about? What if you don't want to be here? You can just go without ducks!)

The magnetites floating in the dormitory looked at the scallion ducks who were arguing for no reason, and the magnetites couldn't understand their calls.

Seeing the increasingly chaotic Duck Dormitory, the magnetites looked at each other, and then lightly released a blue electric current, attacking the ground, and the noisy dormitory became quiet again in an instant up.

Seeing the situation, No. 38 Onion Duck coughed several times, and then read it out, but the content of the entire notebook was very boring.

Most of them are some experimental records and formulas, as well as some unknown words and content, and even Scallion Duck found a small drama on one of the pages, and occasionally there are some unheard lyrics.

Although it was very boring, all the onion ducks listened with great interest, and there was no more noise, especially when the No. 38 onion duck read out the situation of Fan Xing's physical examination for them today, all the onion ducks cheered up.

After finishing the description of all the onion ducks in the notebook, No. 38 onion duck took a sip of the tree juice handed over by No. 22 onion duck next to him, then flipped through the notebook again, and found a record on the last page Full lyrics.

This discovery instantly surprised No. 38 Onion Duck, and he hurriedly waved his wings to silence the Onion Ducks.Then he carefully sang to the lyrics written in his notebook. In an instant, the whole dormitory was filled with the shrill cries of the onion duck.

"quack"

"quack"

(Who put whose soul into whose body?

who took whose body

imprison oneself

Troubled times always lack whispers

What kind of beauty will arouse jealousy

You are not guilty, you are the world

born innocent

you don't need to be sorry

onedayiwillbeyoubabyboy,andyougon'beme

If the noise doesn't stop

let me be quiet with you

iwishi could hug you, till you're really really being free

What rose has no thorns?

The best revenge is beauty

The most beautiful bloom is a counterattack

don't let anyone change you

you are you or you are

Someone will love you wholeheartedly)

All the onion ducks felt tears in their eyes when they heard the song sung by No. 38. Although they didn't know the meaning and story behind the song, they felt that the song was also talking about them.

Yes, what rose has no thorns?The best, revenge is beautiful, and the most beautiful blooming is counterattack!What a beautiful song, life!There will always be someone who loves you with all their heart.