Farmer: Plant strange fire at the beginning and sell devil fruits.

"Huang Jie, don't allow anyone to come near this place."

The small courtyard is filled with suitcases.

Huang Jie knew what was in these suitcases, which could accommodate just one person.

Cold sweat ran down his temples.

Huang Jie responded quickly and left the small courtyard as if running away.

Meng Xing twisted his neck:

"It's time to get to work. Let me see what surprises the hundreds of corpses of awakened death row prisoners can bring me."

Open one of the suitcases.

The body of a middle-aged man with a small black hole in his forehead was dragged out by Meng Xing.

Because they are awakened ones, their spirituality has not dissipated, their bodies have not rotted, and there is no odor.

Throw the body into a deep pit that has been dug in the vegetable garden.

The vegetable garden glows faintly with fluorescence.

It must be a very beautiful scene in the dark night.

Meng Xing then opened the remaining suitcases until the hole was filled.

Put some soil on it and wait for the change.

The Devil Fruit tree and the other seeds were sucking energy like crazy.

Plants with good looks, full of spirit, scrambled to break out of the soil and bloom.

The Devil Fruit tree also emits a faint green light.

Groups of light appeared on the branches, and when the light faded, they were revealed to be strange Devil Fruits.

Meng Xing wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had consumed too much spiritual energy just now.

Pick a wild blueberry from the field and eat it.

[Wild Blueberry Level E: Quickly restore part of the consumed spirituality. 】

Meng Xing continued to work.

Digging the soil again.

All that was left of the corpses of those awakened were the white bones, which shattered into pieces at the touch of a touch.

The soil was turned again and again, and wild blueberries were eaten again and again.

The suitcases in the yard were all empty, and the soil in the fields was rendered a somewhat cold white.

There are already many picked extraordinary plants piled on the ground.

[Moonlight Grass Level F: It can emit light at night, and practice under the light to increase the speed of spiritual recovery. 】

[Potato Mine Level F: Press the red button above and bury it in the soil. If something passes by, it will explode. 】

[Wild Strawberry Level F: Some injuries can be restored immediately after use. 】

[Wild Blueberry Level E: Quickly restore part of the consumed spirituality. 】

[Sailor's Spinach D-level: Power doubled after use. 】

These things are enough for the trading mall.

Meng Xing walked to the Devil Fruit tree and looked at the twelve new Devil Fruits with joy, like an old farmer with a good harvest.

The future Devil Fruit users are the real highlight of the Hunter Guild!

He murmured to himself:

"How can we cultivate a B-level fruit? Does it require the corpse of a B-level awakened person?"

If you have a chance, you can try to get a B-level awakened person with sufficient spirituality.

"Sister Manman, come out."

Meng Xing shouted to Su Manman in the room.

When Sumanman heard the sound and walked out of the house, he was stunned when he saw the extraordinary plants all over the yard.

After placing those F-level extraordinary plants in the trading mall a few days ago.

Wang Yang kept asking customer service when the missions would be released again. Those extraordinary plant effects made him go crazy with envy.

Even Tielin, who was resistant to the Hunter Guild, couldn't resist the temptation of extraordinary plants and clicked on the task bar from time to time.

Meng Xing said:

"These extraordinary plants can be put into the mall, including a devil fruit, with a price tag of 5000 points."

Sumanman nodded and asked:

"Are the other devil fruits also going to be pushed out?"

Since obtaining the database of the Public Security Bureau network, it is completely possible to find the people who need the Devil Fruit's power the most according to Meng Xing's vision.

Meng Xing shook his head:

"Don't touch these Devil Fruits yet.

Issue two tasks to Tielin.

Task one: prohibit Nie San from the Eastern District Public Security Station from harassing Dou Yubo.

Task two, invite Zhu Dajun, the owner of Dihao Nightclub, to come out. I want to talk to him. "

After Su Manman's investigation, it was found that Zhu Dajun was the suitor mentioned by the coffee shop proprietress, half of the underground emperor of Nanhai City.

Meng Xing thought for a while and said:

"Publish another public mission to collect monster corpses.

Level E is 5 points, level D is 10 points, level C is 50 points, level B is 500 points, and level A is 2500 points. "

Sumanman remembered it firmly and immediately went back to the room to operate.

Meng Xing picked a devil fruit from the devil fruit tree and left the small yard.

. . . . . .

Autumn is coming soon, and Nanhai City, which is close to the seaside, is very windy and extremely cold.

The streets were desolate, and the cool breeze picked up a leaf and sent it to the beggar's feet.

The old beggar tightened his tattered quilt, and in the yellow light of the streetlight above his head, traces of light rain could be seen.

The old beggar cursed:

"Why is it raining so much this year? Is it because corrupt officials have too much money and are making God hungry?"

The bridge opening was occupied by another group of beggars. He did not dare to take shelter from the rain under the eaves of other people's houses, so he could only cover his head with winter clothes.

Suddenly, he heard someone coming and immediately lowered his head.

Almost with a vibrato, he said sternly:

"Okay sir, I haven't eaten in three days!"

He yelled the next sentence as if he was out of breath:

"Give me some change, kind sir."

A pair of travel shoes appeared in his field of vision.

The old beggar raised his head in confusion, and was startled by the visitor.

Secretly complaining: Is today Halloween? Why would anyone go out wearing such a scary mask?

The person coming was none other than Meng Xing.

He was conducting an experiment to see if the people at the bottom of society would cause harm to the guild if they obtained Devil Fruits.

For example, committing crazy evil acts and exposing the Hunter Guild to the public eye in advance.

For Meng Xing, who wanted to grow up steadily, this was the last thing he wanted to see.

Meng Xing threw a devil fruit in his hand into the beggar's begging bowl and turned around to leave.

Secretly observe the beggar's behavior.

The old beggar grabbed the devil fruit in the broken bowl in confusion and cursed:

“What a weirdo, why are you giving this crappy fruit to a beggar!

Can't you give me some money? Isn’t this bullying an honest person? "

After scolding, you should throw away the fruit in your hand.

My stomach growled, protesting against the beggar’s behavior.

The beggar rubbed his belly and brought the fruit to his eyes again:

"You should be able to eat it, right?"

He opened his mouth and bit it, his face turned green, and he cursed angrily:

"What's this weird smell?! Forget it, let's just eat it."

I closed my eyes and imagined that this thing was the soy bone from Qiaotou Ramen Restaurant, and I swallowed the Devil Fruit while enduring my nausea.

[Sickle Fruit: Level C]

[Consuming spirituality, the air passed by the hand can be highly compressed to produce a sickle-like slash. 】

The old beggar stood stupidly on the spot, as if frozen.

"I...I'm awake?"

The old beggar thought he was hallucinating from hunger and tried to wave to the street lamp that accompanied him.

The air compresses crazily and becomes opaque.

A wind blade shot out, directly cutting off the street lamp.

He laughed maniacally, his hair like withered grass fluttering in the wind.

The phone rang, and the loud beep startled him.

He took out an old mobile phone with a cracked screen and had been out of use for who knows how long.

[Hunter Guild download completed, please complete registration! 】

The old beggar didn't care and put the phone back into his arms.

With his limited knowledge, he didn't even suspect that his phone was infected with a virus.

It's just that the messy rogue software kidnapped his phone again and drained it of its remaining value.

“Damn it, I’ll take the bridge hole back now!

No, why am I still sleeping under the bridge when I'm awake?

I want to sleep in the hair salon, so I need a girl to accompany me!

Huh? What's this? Mask? The one that the person just left behind? "

The old beggar picked up the smiling mask, put it in his arms, and prepared to start his first nightlife after waking up.