Farming, laughing and raising cubs

The snow that originally covered the entire wasteland melted a lot, and a part of the soil and dry weeds were exposed in a piece of snow-white wasteland.

Fang Ru intends to green the wasteland, so that the little snails can have a suitable environment for survival and grow up healthily.

Fang Ru and Hongye went out again and brought some saplings when they came back.

The little snails lined up together, and Fang Ru was responsible for distributing saplings to them and letting them plant the saplings around the wooden house.

In order to prevent them from planting too densely, Fang Ru helped them plan where they could plant.The little snail only needs to dig holes and plant the saplings in the marked positions.

While Fang Ru and the little snails were busy planting trees, the black cat jumped into the circular pothole that Fang Ru wanted to enter but was not ready to enter...

The number of saplings is limited, and the saplings will be planted near the evening.

Seeing that it was still dark, Fang Ru organized everyone to reclaim wasteland. There is no way to use space skills directly like planting trees to reclaim wasteland. He can only use a hoe to loosen the soil.

Fang Ru made some hoes with short handles to help the snails loosen the soil.

Hongye came out of the wooden house to help. His roots can easily penetrate into the loess without any tools.

The little snails were very envious, and Little Ba said: "If only I had roots like red leaves."

"Let's find Brother Mao, we can't say that Brother Mao will make us grow roots!" Xiaosan suggested.

The other little snails echoed.

Xiaopang refused in his heart. Having two hands already destroyed his aesthetic feeling as a lightning snail, but at least his arms and his body are white, which doesn't affect the appearance too much.It would be ugly if another bunch of roots grew out.

"Brother Mao can't make you grow roots, don't think about it, whoever does the most and the best today will get rewards tonight!" Fang Ru hurriedly interrupted their unreliable proposal, and the snail's long hands were already unbearable for him If he grows another tree root, he is afraid that he will die immediately...

When the little snails learned that they could get rewards tonight, they all stopped and continued to communicate.I worked hard, and I only hope that the little red flower tonight is my own.

At night after a busy day, Fang Ru and the little snails returned to the wooden house after planting trees. He prepared three special rewards and three little red flowers to reward the three who planted the best and fastest trees today. snail.

After sewing the little red flower representing victory and glory on the cotton sleeve, the top three little snails all showed a sense of vigor.

After dinner, they were leisurely in the living room, and the fluorescent mushrooms shone faintly on them.

Today's weather is sunny, and there are no clouds even at night.

The silver-white moonlight shone into the room through the window, making the room a bit brighter, and a group of snails were crowded and playing together.Their window sills are built according to their height, which is much shorter than the windows of the houses where humans live. Standing in the house can completely see the scenery outside the window.

The snow spots are in front of the window, looking out the window at the moonlight.As if recalled, he began to tell stories about his adventures in the center of the island.

The little snails have already lived in the very center of the island, but they still don't have a clear understanding of the thrills in Xueban's story. After all, they have always lived under Fang Ru's protection.

The sparrow also came to join in the fun, and when Xueban talked about what he had seen in the center of the island, he remembered the gossip he heard when he went to the lightning snail tribe. His favorite thing to mention was the news related to the abyss lord.

"I heard from the lightning snail group that when the sika deer and black-turtle tribes were migrating, they met the servants of the abyss lord."

Children always have a strong curiosity about unknown things, and the little snails obviously belong to the category of children. They listened intently to the sparrow telling the news about the servants of the abyss lord.

Whether it is true or not, they all like to hear such stories, just like Fang Ru also liked to listen to fairy tales like Journey to the West when he was a child.

"He has a huge body, but he can fly in the sky without wings." The sparrow explained while flapping his wings.

Fang Ru felt that something was wrong. Didn't they just follow the sika deer and black turtle when they came here?Why didn't they see any servant of the abyss lord?

He thought about it, and thought that the so-called servant might have appeared after they left under the leadership of Xue Ban.

Xiao Ba moved his tentacles: "Why does the servant of the abyss lord follow the sika deer?"

"It must be helping the lord. The lord's servants are all coming out, and the lord may be coming out soon." The sparrow doesn't know much, and the previous information was obtained from some peripheral differentiated species. At this time, he was asked From now on, it can only be said that the situation is relatively superficial.

But Xueban knew better. He explained from the side: "The Lord of the Abyss is the master of this island, and he will give us shelter. If it weren't for the Lord of the Abyss, the center of the island would be covered in ice and snow like the edge of the island." As for the servant of the abyss lord, he had never heard of it.

"What else? What kind of abilities does the abyss lord have?" Xiao Ba asked curiously.

"The lord has not appeared for a long time, but I heard that the abyss lord will come out frequently in my grandfather's generation. Every time he appears, he will give his supporters great power." Listening to what his partners told during the adventure, the inner creatures always know more information than the outer creatures.

Fang Ru was a little curious about the key point of giving power to the abyss lord: "How to give power?" He made up the scene of palm to palm in martial arts novels, and then transfer skills...

He shook his head to get these strange images out of his head.

"I heard that it is a very magical power. I can't see it, but I can feel it. The more pious the creature, the more power it can get." Xue Ban has never experienced it personally, so she can only speak a more general metaphor , "The lord hasn't appeared for a long time, and the information that Nen transitioned to is only the previous one."

"Could it be that the Abyss Lord is no longer on this island?" Fang Ru suspected that the Abyss Lord was actually dead, otherwise how could it be explained that only the generation of Grandpa Xueban's grandfather had seen his traces.

The sparrow didn't believe Fang Ru's statement, and retorted: "How is it possible, the abyss lord has been active several times this year, maybe it will appear soon."

Xiaosan wanted to know a more precise answer: "When will the lord come back?"

The sparrow thought for a while and replied: "I heard that the lord can hear the voices and prayers of his supporters. If we let him appear, maybe he will grant our wishes."

Xiao San tilted the snail's head: "We talk to the abyss lord, can he really hear it?"

"Of course, the lord is an omnipotent existence. As long as we are sincere enough, he will definitely be able to hear." The sparrow brainwashed himself, closed his eyes and began to mutter into the air.

"Then, then I also want to talk to the abyss lord." Xiaoba joined in the fun, "Lord, please speak to me for strength, I, I want roots like red leaves."

When Xiaosan heard it, she felt it was reasonable, and prayed together: "Lord, then I also want roots like red leaves."

Seeing that their speech was so unreliable, the sparrow stopped him and said, "The lord is not going to give you everything you want, so you can't ask too much."

The snails had no choice but to calm down, Xiaoba said: "Then let me meet the abyss lord, I just want to meet him, such a request is not too much."

Fang Ru looked at Xue Ban, waiting for him to answer the current situation.

Xueban stared innocently: "Don't look at me, I haven't heard of this."

Fang Ru understood that this was probably the fantasy of some creatures on the edge of the island, thinking that as long as he was honest, he could communicate with the gods. He could understand such behavior, so he didn't interrupt the tossing of the sparrows and little snails.

Because Fang Ru didn't stop them, a group of little snails simply gathered together and whispered to the abyss lord.

No matter how much you whisper, Fang Ru can still hear it. After all, the information transmission between them is not based on voice...

When the group of snails got tired of chattering, the sparrow complained to Fang Ru that the sparrow tribe that refused him to join at the beginning was worse than him. Sparrow said that he was quite proud of it, "It's too embarrassing to despise me after living like this."

The sparrow tried to put on a haughty pose.

Fang Ru felt a little funny looking at it, and the sparrow was probably still worried about not being able to get a name.So far he has just used 'sparrow' instead of address.

As the night deepened, the tired snails and sparrows finally fell asleep under Fang Ru's urging.

On the second day, a new round of planting and greening began again.

The results of the planting yesterday were gratifying. In addition to the peacock blue baobab, some other types of trees were transplanted around the wooden house. These trees were sparsely planted around, and most of them were small trees with a height of one or two meters.

In addition, Fang Ru also left some land area for the convenience of reclaiming a field after winter.

Planting in the wasteland is indeed not easy to grow, but with the bath water of Yuan, it is more conducive to the growth of plants.

Today's task is to continue the unfinished work yesterday and continue to reclaim the wasteland.

While loosening the loess soil, Fang Ru picked out the gravel and grass roots inside, so that the treated land could be used as future fields.

The little snails are reclaiming the wasteland, and Fang Ru is picking up some needed things in the bubbles.

Fang Ru used up a lot of the dandelion pellets in his hand. He originally planned to use the black cat's bath water to give birth to some. After all, he didn't need to worry about the taste.

Unexpectedly, the energy is too strong, the planted dandelion pellets do not need to absorb the energy of other organisms at all, and directly turn into blossoming dandelions, flying in the planted air bubbles.

No dandelion pellets, so at least I picked up some seeds.

When replanting this time, he controlled the amount of watering so that he could grow more slowly.

While Fang Ru and the others were busy, Yuan was also searching for something in his cave.

In the dark environment, only one pair of eyes emits a faint blue light.

A series of black shadows passed before Yuan's eyes one by one. These things had different shapes, and it was impossible to tell what they were for a while.

When he saw the outline of one of the black shadows, Yuan's wide cat eyes narrowed, and the black shadow that had been swaying quickly stopped instantly, and disappeared with a wave of his paw.

The dark environment revealed a faint light under the reflection of the cat's eyes.

It looked like a transparent prism, only the size of an adult's thumb. Under Yuan's gaze, it was emitting white light from the inside to the outside.

There seems to be something trapped in the prism, and it can be identified after a closer look. It is a translucent human shape.

The figure presents a state with arms around the knees, as if being conceived by a mother in a total posture.He was naked, his eyes were closed, and he had no perception of external movements.

Yuan was a little happy when he saw this prismatic pillar, first sniffed it with his nose, and after confirming that he had not admitted his mistake, he opened his mouth and swallowed the prismatic pillar into his stomach.

The light source was devoured, and the surroundings returned to darkness again.

……

In the island, a group of birds seemed to be frightened by something, and flew into the mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, there was a strong shock.

After a few months, another earthquake occurred on the island

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1222:45:24~2020-05-1322:51:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: I slipped one super fast;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of wl; 3 bottles at the end of September 1th; [-] bottle of Baiyu Linglong, evaaa, exile me in another world, lmrabbit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!