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Mushroom lay flat on Si Yao's palm with great grievance, lying there without saying a word.

Si Yao poked him lightly with his finger speechlessly.

The mushroom moved again in the direction her finger pointed.

Without soil, he can't hide.

"Do you think you're not wrong?" Si Yao looked at him speechlessly, then raised his head to look at the pile of mushrooms around him. He had to find a way to collect them all when it rains today, otherwise the two elves would have to delay him for another day.

Seeing that Mushroom was determined to hide his face, Si Yao sighed and tried to soften his tone, "When did you get to this place?"

Hearing the grower's voice become gentle like it was in the past towards other elves, the mushroom's thin little hands stretched out from under the purple umbrella, quietly lifted up a piece of the umbrella, revealing a white stalk.

Si Yao watched his little movements.

This should be the face of the mushroom?

After being used to seeing elves in human form, seeing these elves in their original, lifelike form feels a little strange.

Si Yao gently reached out and touched the purple umbrella of the little mushroom, trying to make him less nervous.

Mushroom's two little hands grabbed a corner of the purple umbrella, stared at Si Yao for a while, and then said, "Chirp, chirp." I have always lived here! I was here before you came to this place!

The mushroom didn't understand how it ended up occupying other elves' land. It was obviously them all who occupied the mushroom's land, but the mushroom was not good at speaking and didn't know what to say.

Si Yao: ...

Oh, they occupied other people's land...

Why is there a sudden feeling of guilt?

Si Yao rubbed his brows with his fingertips, "You are a primary wild mushroom elf? What kind of mushroom are you? What's your name?"

"Jijiji." You seem to have given us a name, the Flower-faced Mushroom. Actually, I don't think it sounds very nice...

As the little mushroom was talking, it hid itself under the purple umbrella again, as if it had built a protective shield. A fierce voice came from under the purple umbrella, "Chichichi!" Are you trying to use my name to connect me? I don't want to! I don't want to establish a contract with the orcs! You are all bad guys who deceived wild mushrooms! You are the winner!!!

Even if you are a grower, it is not allowed. Their mushrooms yearn for the wild. They don’t want to be trapped by growers and grow mushrooms for a lifetime! Emmm, in fact, it is okay to grow mushrooms for a lifetime, but you cannot have a spiritual connection! Absolutely not!

Then he would have no freedom and no life!

He is a mushroom that longs for freedom!

Si Yao, who was suddenly caught and lectured by the elf: ...

what?

The wild Pokémon before were too easy to fool, which caused things to happen too smoothly, so she never thought that there would be wild Pokémon that would not need Energy Stones and would refuse to connect with the grower.

Outside, they may go hungry or full, but as a planter, the elves have everything to eat and play with, with free food and accommodation, and can also upgrade. Almost all of these wild elves are happy to live this kind of life without wind and rain.

Although this elf looks a bit timid and silly, it is very smart when it needs to be smart.

"It's okay, just tell me, I won't have a mental connection with you, okay?" Si Yao looked at him good-temperedly.

The little mushroom pulled the purple umbrella on his head, folded it hard, and directly wrapped his white pole inside, without any gaps. Then a firm but trembling voice came from the umbrella, "You are lying to the mushroom!"

He had heard before that this kind of planter would do anything to get a little elf. If he didn't want to move, he would have hidden far away! How could he be caught now?

But these elves have lost their freedom. Although they have food, they still have to work in the fields every morning, especially the elf in the green skirt.

It's so pitiful.

The vegetables he planted were so exploited that it was a horrible sight. He was working on the land all day long, and even had to pull out the mushrooms he planted at night. It was both pitiful and excessive.

He didn't want to work all day long! He would never be cheated! Even if he was given food, he would never be cheated. He didn't want to get up early in the morning to farm. It was too tiring!

"I'm not lying to you." Si Yao was very serious. "If you don't want to connect with me spiritually, I can't make a one-sided spiritual connection. So if you don't want to, then don't do it. I'm really sorry for occupying your land. I thought you were occupying our elves' land before, but now I know you were here before us, so I want to apologize to you. We occupied your land, so I'll give you some energy stones as an apology, okay? And then I'll give you a bigger and more spacious place, okay?"

Apologize to the mushroom? Give the mushroom an energy stone and a bigger and more vast piece of land? ? !

Mushroom couldn't believe what he heard. He lifted up his purple umbrella and glanced at Si Yao furtively, "Jiji?" Really...really?

"Well, I'm not lying to you." Si Yao touched the smooth umbrella of the mushroom. Wild elves are different from elves cultivated by growers. Their abilities tend to be more focused on fighting and saving lives. Their personalities are also more special. They have their own unique life experiences, which are things that many plant elves cultivated by growers do not have. It is not a bad thing to be able to retain the wildness of wild elves.

But Mushroom still didn't quite believe her. He just made the curvature of the umbrella a little bigger, exposing more of the white stems, and still said with some reservation, "Chirp, chirp." You...just call me Mushroom.

As long as the name is not revealed, the grower will not be able to establish a direct spiritual connection with him.

He is such a clever mushroom' ?'!

Si Yao was a little helpless, but still accepted it well, "Okay, little mushroom, is this what your form looks like? Where are your eyes?"

Zisansan tilted slightly to one side, not quite understanding, "Chichichi?" What does that mean? All mushrooms look like me? This is the eye.

The thin hands extending from both sides of the white pole pointed directly to the position above the white pole where the purple umbrella and the white pole were connected.

Si Yao squinted his eyes with great effort, brought the small mushroom in his palm closer, and looked carefully for a long time before he saw two white lines above the white pole and a horizontal white line, which should be his mouth.