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Butterflies of various colors, such as white, yellow, and blue, are flying freely among the flowers.

The chubby bees fly from one flower to another, working hard to collect nectar, but their chubby bodies bend the flowers.

The sunlight fell through the gaps between the leaves. The breeze blew, and the flowers swayed as if greeting her. Everything was beautiful like a dream.

Hua Jinran brushed off the dust on her body and walked briskly towards the small building. The small building was built with local materials. Not far away was a bamboo forest with green bamboos standing upright, pointing to the sky.

Her talent is that she can control the flowers and plants that follow her. This is her talent. She can control it perfectly by sending and receiving according to her heart.

That is, if the mood is affected, it will start involuntarily.

Of course, such scenes are still rare.

She lives alone in an isolated valley. How many things can trigger her emotional changes?

As long as she wanted, she could grow all kinds of vegetables and weeds anytime, so she had no shortage of food and could get things she needed anywhere, even making her own clothes.

She also planted a medicinal field, which was full of herbs. However, it was a little difficult to eat meat, so she had to go out of the valley to hunt. The flowers and plants would tell her the traces of prey.

For Hua Jinran, this kind of life is already very good. She doesn't have to work hard to communicate with others, and she doesn't have to worry about the strange fragrance on her body causing trouble.

She still couldn't control the strange fragrance on her body perfectly. If she lived in the city and was discovered, it would be very troublesome. She was not sure how she would be treated.

Heart is under the kyte.

If more people pay attention to it, it might be posted online. Who knows whether the person operating the computer is a human or a dog?

Anyway, all of this is a huge trouble for Hua Jinran, so she just keeps her distance from them.

As Hua Jinran walked, butterflies fluttered around her, landing on her sleeves, shoulders, and even head. If you didn't look carefully, you would think they were decorations.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the butterfly on her body. The next moment, the butterfly flew away again, away from where she was.

The bell on the head makes crisp sounds as you walk, like beautiful music, echoing with the "ding-dong" sound of the stream, the rustling sound of the leaves in the wind, and the calls of various birds, together singing a song that belongs to nature.

Full of vitality.

She picked up a piece of smoked monster meat from under the eaves. She was hungry and prepared to cook.

After a while, wisps of smoke rose up and were blown away by the wind.

She ate one meat and two vegetables, plus rice, and she enjoyed it very much. The fruit after the meal was grown by her. Including rice and vegetables, there is a hint of energy in them, and eating more of them is good for the body.

The price is not cheap if you buy it outside.

To Hua Jinran, it seemed normal. She was an expert in wood-type farming, not to mention that she was a higher-level wood-type controller.

The harvested grains, vegetables and fruits can easily fill up the warehouse. Fortunately, she has special powers and nothing will be wasted.

After eating and drinking, of course she continued to take a nap, although she had just woken up and had another meal. A green light flashed in her hand, and the weeds swarmed up, and under Hua Jinran's control, they were woven into a lounge chair.

The big trees spontaneously blocked the sunlight for her, and the flowers entwined the weeds, blooming vigorously, emitting a fragrant aroma that lulled people to sleep and drove away mosquitoes.

Hua Jinran fell into a deep sleep listening to the sounds of nature.

When she woke up, the sun was setting. She stretched herself and it was another beautiful day.

He got up and went to the fields.

Under her control, the weeds consciously uprooted themselves, and the vegetables and herbs also moved, killing the insects on their bodies one by one and loosening the hard soil.

Those who were close to the stream even stretched out their leaves to scoop some water and watered themselves.

The flowers were all stained without getting his hands dirty. He just stood by with his arms folded and watched this "lively" scene. After a while, he lazily took out the watering pot from the house, filled it with water, and watered the hungry flowers and plants.

"Should I plant some plants that can store water? That way I don't have to water them myself. Or should I plant some plants with large leaves so that they can pass the water around?"

After washing and drying his hands, Hua Jinran's eyes flashed with thought.

"Go look for them when you have time! There should be a lot of plants like this."

She didn't want to raise any animals, whether they were animals or monsters, they would eat the flowers and plants she planted, and they would also excrete everywhere, and then her valley would become smelly.

In addition, she cannot control animals and monsters, and she needs to be careful when sleeping at night and not fall asleep too deeply, as that would be too tiring.

It would be better to let them grow in nature and hunt them when they are needed.

The flowers and plants would tell her where they were.

If she had the ability to control monsters, she might consider it.

Unfortunately, she didn't.

The valley was surrounded by thorns she planted. Those thorns were not easy to deal with. Once you were stabbed, your blood would be sucked away and you would continue to bleed. You would also be poisoned, paralyzed, and sleepy. With all the negative effects added up, even psychics and warriors would not be able to bear it.

It stretches for a long distance.

In addition to thorns, there are also itchy grass, itchy flowers and the like, the main purpose of which is torture.

The harvest is still very small.

Adventurers go out to kill monsters, and they can make money from their fur and meat. What’s the point of processing these plants?

The authorities might collect some of them for research and making potions. The price may not be very high. If you get hurt, it would be a torture. It's not like you have any special fetish, so most people will stay away from it.

Even if there are one or two mavericks who are interested in it, they will give up for various reasons.

Even when Hua Jinran went out hunting, he would avoid places where there were humans under the reminder of flowers and plants.

Anyway, I have lived here for so long, but I have never seen a living person break into the valley.

Hua Jinran spent the next few days like this.

"This won't work. An easy life will wear away one's ambition and sensitivity to danger. I can't go on like this. Let's do this! We've consumed a lot of monster meat in this period of time. Let's go hunting tomorrow and find some plants to fill our stomachs."

She still has a lot of space in her orchard! She also has a herb garden, and she is not picky about the various herbs she grows.

A few more flower varieties would be nice.

With her around, the valley will always be like spring all year round.

In the forest, all the flowers are dressed in red, dazzlingly beautiful. In the direction she walks, the trees will move the branches that block the way for her, the weeds will crawl for her, laying out a green blanket, the flowers will bloom for her, and butterflies will fly around her.

Even the bushes would not block her way.

The sound of the bell is still clear. In the mountains and forests, no one can find her as long as she doesn't want to. The mountains and forests will protect her.