My right eye is a god-level computer

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo knelt on the ground with a plop.

His eyeballs were 3 centimeters away from the ‘weed’ kicked out by Liu Di.

He stared with eyes as if they were two independent ‘glass balls’, and then he looked up in shock, “It’s really a thousand-year-old ginseng!”

Then.

Zhang Weiguo’s tears turned into two clear streams, and he looked straight at Liu Di: “For five years, countless people go up the mountain every day. It feels like these hills have been turned over, and there has never been a thousand-year-old ginseng!”

The short-haired girl also came over, staring at the ginseng lying in the soil in a daze, her watery eyes flashing.

This girl is the one who goes up the mountain every day in Zhang Weiguo’s mouth, getting up early and staying up late without stopping, searching in the soil all day long, but after a few years, she only found less than 10 ten-year-old ginsengs!

Let alone a thousand-year-old ginseng, even a hundred-year-old ginseng is her dream!

But the white-clothed boy in front of him kicked three times casually, two hundred-year-old ginsengs and one thousand-year-old ginseng!

How come something that I couldn't do with so much difficulty is so easy in the hands of others? !

"Here."

The short-haired girl, who was in deep shock, suddenly saw the man in white appear in her field of vision. The corners of his mouth showed a slight arc, and his smile was as warm as the spring breeze. He held the freshly unearthed thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand and handed it to her.

"Here."

The man in white repeated it again, very sincerely. There was no scheming on his face, nor any other purpose, just a faint smile.

The short-haired girl's body froze a little, her eyes opened wider and wider, and she stretched out her hand to point to the tip of her nose, "Give this to me?"

The man in white nodded, "Yes, thank you for saving my life just now."

The short-haired girl's watery eyes kept blinking.

Although this man's appearance was exchanged for mental power, and he might be as ugly as a Shar Pei dog in reality, he still made people feel an unparalleled warmth and light.

The short-haired girl pursed her lips, "This is 800 points of spiritual power. You are so poor, are you sure you want to give it all to me?"

Liu Di tilted his head, "Not really, I want to keep ten glass balls for myself."

Said.

Liu Di picked up ten 'glass balls', like eating peanuts, picking one and throwing one into his mouth.

He said: "If I calculated correctly, this glass ball is about 10 points of spiritual power. I think I have a spiritual power conversion ratio. I need to test what this ratio is."

Then.

Liu Di raised his hand and glanced at his watch. Originally, swallowing 10 glass balls should be 100 points of spiritual power, but now it shows a big number '1'.

Liu Di shrugged and smiled, "It seems to be 100 to 1. I really have a very poor talent."

But Liu Di seemed to not care, and handed the remaining ginseng to the short-haired girl, "You take the rest."

The short-haired girl was very embarrassed, even a little flattered, and whispered: "Do you want to eat more?"

"What to eat?"

But the white-robed immortal stepped forward, snatched the ginseng from Liu Di's hand, and stuffed it into the bamboo basket behind the short-haired girl without saying anything, and then found some leaves to cover the ginseng tightly.

The white-robed immortal said: "Number 8 is a man, I will give it to you if I say so, let's not be shy, let's keep it!"

Then, the white-robed immortal grinned at Liu Di, "You said so, haha."

Liu Di nodded and hummed.

Looking at the white-robed immortal who was making jokes with interest, the old man was vaguely protecting the short-haired girl.

But the white-robed immortal approached Liu Di with a smile, "You seem to have a special feeling for this spiritual ginseng. Maybe you are a rare genius. Why don't you try to kick two more grasses?"

Liu Di nodded.

He slowly squatted down and locked his eyes on a piece of green grass swaying in the wind.

He exhaled slightly, stretched out his hands, and slowly moved the soil.

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo's eyes suddenly lit up.

The short-haired girl also became nervous.

Finally, the soil was almost loosened by Liu Di, and his arms exerted a little force, and the complete rhizome of the green grass was pulled out.

Zhang Weiguo's neck stretched out half a meter directly.

The next moment, he looked disappointed!

The rhizome of the grass pulled out by Liu Di was thin and small, and there was not a single glass ball!

Zhang Weiguo sighed, "It turns out that you really had a lot of luck before!"

But Liu Di was not in a hurry. He slowly put the green grass back into the soil, and then buried its rhizome with soil, patting it gently, very carefully.

Brother Liu said, "The reason why I can find ginseng is because I don't like some grasses for some reason, and I think the one I just dug out is very beautiful and I like it very much, so I just did a test, and it is indeed not ginseng."

The white-robed immortal curled his lips, "Don't brag, make excuses for yourself."

Brother Liu didn't say anything.

He buried the grass in his hand and kicked another weed behind him. The root of the grass immediately turned out of the soil with a string of 'glass balls'.

Brother Liu said expressionlessly, "For example, I don't like this grass very much, and this one."

As he said.

Brother Liu casually pulled out a string of glass balls from under another grass.

"Uh"

Zhang Weiguo's chin dropped to the ground again, "Just casually, two ten-year ginsengs"

But Brother Liu didn't even look at the ginseng, and said with his hands behind his back, "I seem to be gifted in digging ginseng!"

Zhang Weiguo swallowed a mouthful of saliva!

He then pointed at the two ginsengs on the ground, "Brother, why is the quality down this time? These are only 10-year-old ginsengs?"

"There are only these ginsengs in the land under our feet. I like other grasses very much."

Then, Brother Liu turned around and looked at the two vast mountains, and said calmly: "But I can clearly feel that there are tens of thousands of green grasses in those mountains that I hate very much."

Plop.

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo knelt at Brother Liu's feet, his eyes flickering, and said devoutly: "Brother, I see your shoes are a little dirty, I'll wipe them for you."