Rules for raising elves [Interstellar Apocalypse]

The main crop of the Maya tribe is salsa fruit. This fruit not only tastes great but also has high nutritional value. Whether it is sold in the market or brought to other core areas by caravans, the price is very considerable.

Now is also the season when salsa fruits are harvested in large quantities. Except for those who go to the market, almost all the people in the tribe are busy in the orchards.

The salsa trees are very tall, each up to twenty meters. The ring-tailed lemur orcs are very agile. Some are responsible for jumping repeatedly on the branches to pick the fruits, and some are responsible for passing them to the ground. Works very well together. However, the salsa harvest season is very short, and if the ripe fruits are not picked and stored within three days, they will rot.

This year's fruit harvest is particularly good, but they seem to be a little short of manpower.

Uncle Aiwen has been in charge of the orchard for decades, but as he gets older, he feels that his physical strength is obviously getting worse every year. I remember that back then he could pick a row of salsa fruits from a row of trees by himself in one morning, but now he struggles to even pick half of them.

He stopped what he was doing and wiped his sweat. When he lowered his head, he saw the elf following Macaro and looking up at him.

Ai Wen was suddenly a little confused: "Miss Xia! Why are you here?"

"We are here to help!" Macaro quickly rushed to the tree, took the scissors from Uncle Aiwen, motioned for him to rest, and patted his chest and promised: "I can do a good job! Dad has always done this before. Taught me!"

Macaro's movements were very skillful, and he may have wanted to show off in front of Shia, so he worked extra hard.

Ai Wen nodded happily. Although Macaro is only twelve years old this year, he is the youngest cub in the tribe. Although he is a bit naughty, he can already do various tasks well.

But the noble Miss Xia also took the initiative to help, which he didn't expect.

"I'll help too, okay?"

Faced with the elf's lethal beauty, Ai Wen really couldn't say no, so she could only find another pair of fruit scissors and hand them to Shia, and repeatedly told her to use them with caution.

"These are scissors specially designed for cutting salsa fruits. They are a bit heavy and the blades are very sharp. Be sure not to cut yourself."

Aiwen demonstrated how to use the scissors, and then showed Shia which fruits were ripe.

The ripe fruit is purple all over, and the fruit base is also purple. If it is green, it means it is not ripe yet.

The size of the salsa fruit is quite large, so it takes a lot of effort to separate it from the branches, and the fruit base must be kept intact, otherwise it will not be conducive to long-term storage.

Hey, I was a little worried that Xia was acting on a whim, thinking that she would give up after trying it until she suffered a lot, because most of the female ladies in the empire were never willing to do such rough work.

Unexpectedly, the heavy scissors did not seem to have any impact on her. At the beginning, her movements were a bit slow due to her lack of skill. However, after successfully picking one or two, Sia began to move faster and faster.

Her body was like a weightless feather, and the branches didn't even sway when they jumped nimbly! The scissors are also very good. Every time I cut, they are very crisp. After a while, the basket at my feet is almost full.

Aiwen wiped his glasses and carefully inspected the salsa fruits in the basket. He found that each one was purple, the fruit base was intact, and the surface of the peel was not damaged, which fully met the requirements!

"Miss Xia, you did a great job!" Ewen praised.

Shia showed a cute smile and jumped higher.

Those fruits close to the crown of the tree are the most difficult to pick. Their branches are very fragile and very tall. Sia's figure is obviously too petite. Hey, Wen Wen wanted to go up and help, but he saw a picture that made him unbelievable:

After the elf realized that he couldn't reach it, he turned around and touched the tree, whispered something, and then the branch with many fruits bent down on its own.

Ai Wen took off his glasses again and wiped them. He wondered if his prescription had increased recently and his presbyopia was getting worse. When Sia followed the same pattern and picked the fruit from another high branch, he felt that it might not be his glasses that were broken, but his eyes.

Everyone else was attracted by this wonderful operation, and one of them finally couldn't help but say what was in Ai Wen's heart: "Wow, how did you do it?"

The elf opened his eyes innocently and gave an answer that made them feel even more magical: "I told the tree that I hope it is lower."

Did it go down?

no! The key to this problem is not that you can actually talk to the tree, but that it understands it!

Everyone was stunned. Until Duck's impatient voice came: "So where are these things going to be put?"

Duck's sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong wheat-colored muscles. When he lifted the basket with twenty or thirty salsa fruits on the ground, it was as easy as lifting a ball of cotton.

Everyone else has gone to work, and today it is Dak's turn to take care of the children alone.

"Just put it in the car." Uncle Aiwen said quickly.

Almost all of the small stars are weak vegetarian races. He has not seen a predator race with such a high genetic level for a long time. Although with the development of new mankind, there is no barrier between vegetarian races and carnivorous races, and they will not prey on each other. , they only eat lower animals that cannot evolve, but the fear engraved in their genes still made his legs tremble a little.

After Sia filled the basket, Duck moved it to the truck, which greatly improved the efficiency. This afternoon's work ended particularly easily.

After the minivan left with a load of salsa fruits, only Shia, Duck and Macaro were left in the orchard.

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and its yellow halo turns the leaves orange. Macaro looked at the horizon in the distance and admitted honestly: "You are more powerful than I thought, but only a little! I am the most powerful!"

Shia was sitting on a branch, gnawing on the salsa fruit that Uncle Ewen had rewarded her with, and admiring the beautiful sunset. She didn't say anything, but it could be seen that she was in a very good mood.

She enjoyed the feeling of walking among the trees, as free as the wind, as if this was how she should live.

She ignored Makaro's nonsense. Although she no longer thought Makaro was a bad boy, she didn't want to follow his words and praise him. Sia turned to care about Dak, who was silent next to her: "Dak, are you happy today?"

Duck lazily leaned against the tree trunk. The afterglow of the sunset made his face look more and more handsome. The shirt he had unbuttoned due to labor was not buttoned up, revealing his bulging chest muscles and a silver chain with a hanging on it. The sign glows in the sun.

If Shia looks carefully, she will find that the material of that brand is her eggshell.

Such name tags are actually very common on soldiers, with their names written on them. Everyone has one, in order to facilitate their identification after death.

The word "Dak" was crookedly carved on it.

"It's not bad. The main thing is that you are happy, Miss." Dak replied without raising his head. As if he thought of something, he suddenly became energetic and said, "Little one, call my brother and come and listen."

He has been craving for this "brother" for a long time.

Besides, he discovered a very interesting point.

Although the elf looks like a little loli under ten years old, she always has special persistence in terms of her age.

Although he and Larry were not adults, they looked much older than her, but no matter how they coaxed the elf, they were unwilling to call them "brother" and always felt that they should be older than them.

Although he didn't know, if he really counted, they really didn't live a fraction as long as Shia.

As expected, Sia looked at him with an awkward and shocked look on her face, her eyes filled with a look from an elder, and then decisively refused, saying seriously: "Don't be naughty, Dark!"

"Ah" Dark sighed with regret, and then gave Macaro, who was gloating next to him, a warning look.

Based on the not-so-pleasant experience of the first meeting, Macalo immediately grimaced.

"Now that everyone has left, the cars have to go to the cellar first, so what should we do? Walk back?" They came in a small truck, but now that the cars are gone, how are they going to go back? It's all because he didn't think it through! Macaro scratched his head in confusion.

The orchard is not close to where they live, and it will definitely be dark if we walk back!

"Oh? This is not simple." Dak stood up slowly, stretched, shook off the leaves on his body, and then slowly turned into a giant black wolf.

"???!!" As a native herbivore orc who was a small football star, Macaro was frightened when he saw such a big wolf for the first time.

In his frightened gaze, the giant wolf with yin and yang eyes slowly spoke: "Come up here, why are you standing there in a daze? It's time for the captain and the others to come back."

Not only was Shia not frightened, but she was also a little excited. Since the last time she saw Caleb's prototype being shocked, Leo noticed her confusion on the spaceship and did a lot of common sense.

Only then did she understand that people nowadays can turn into animal prototypes. After changing back to the prototype, their combat effectiveness will increase significantly. However, if you receive too much cosmic radiation or the level of your bloodline gene is too low, you may be disabled for a period of time. It can't change, it can only stay like this.

"Will Dak change back?" Sia asked with concern.

Because Karl wanted to turn back into a golden retriever and play ball with Sia several times before, but he never dared. Because he only has a C level, it would be very dangerous if he changes back to his original form and cannot go back.

Dak shook his hair nonchalantly and said, "I'm an A-level guy after all, I'm not that good."

After hearing this, Shia quickly climbed onto the back of the giant wolf and hugged Dark's neck.

Although it had changed its form, it still had a familiar smell, which made her feel at ease.

Duck looked at the ring-tailed lemur baby who was clearly scared but pretending to be strong. He suddenly scratched the ground with his paws and threatened fiercely: "I told you to come up quickly! If you don't leave, you will go back by yourself!" .”

After Makaro sat down reluctantly, Daksa spread his limbs and started running at full speed, arriving at the Maya tribe before the sun had completely set.

Then have the satisfaction of watching this pesky baby ring-tailed lemur get scared to tears.

Out of consideration and not to scare more people, Dak changed back into his human form when he was still a short distance away from the tribe, and carried Shia back leisurely.

Ivan ignored his son who ran back crying all the way, and instead praised Sia, who was obviously having a great time: "I heard that Miss Sia went to the orchard to help today? Uncle Wen told me that you are very happy today. Awesome, very helpful.”

No one knows better than him how squeamish the female ladies in the empire are. Ivan was very surprised when he heard from Ai Wen about Sia's performance today.

Today's females who are able to express themselves generally have poor physical abilities and are very fragile, while those who are physically stronger have problems with even basic expressions. It would not be an exaggeration to say that someone like Shia, who was smart and physically capable, was the only one in the entire empire.

He suddenly understood why Caleb was desperate and would rather run away with Shia than send Shia to live in a core area with obviously better conditions.

Because he understood that for Xia, who was born to live freely, the core area was a gorgeous cage.

Ivan suddenly straightened his face and made a bold decision in his heart.

"Miss Shia, if possible, I would like to take you to meet someone."