No. 233 Tianting Garbage Disposal Station

When Kong Xuan was a customer service customer, Yang Xinxin took ginseng essence as her assistant and was very busy in the courtyard of Fairyland Villa.

"Sister, the plants in the mortal world are too fragile. They can't bear the impact of the aura of the heavenly soil, so they have to be reduced several times." Ginseng essence looked at the watermelon seeds in the yard that were strangled by the aura of the heavenly soil, shaking the aura on his head. Xiao Honghua said in a tone like a little adult.

Yang Xinxin smiled, but there was no trace of frustration on her pretty face, instead she was more excited.

"It should be true. I didn't expect that watermelon seeds are more fragile than strawberries, but strawberries are cultivated from plants, while watermelons use seeds. Seeds are indeed not as good as plants."

"Ginseng, what happened to the watermelon seeds soaked in the evolution solution?" Yang Xinxin didn't bother to observe with the instrument, so she directly asked the ginseng essence. The ginseng essence can feel the condition of the seeds, which is very convenient.

"Sister, those watermelon seeds all have different variations."

Ginseng essence replied happily.

Yang Xinxin nodded, with a thoughtful expression on her face: "It seems that the evolution fluid is more useful. The purification fig was bred with the evolution fluid, and now the evolution watermelon can be cultivated. The evolution fluid is really a good thing."

Even if she doesn't do anything, just relying on the formula of the evolution fluid, she can eat and wait for death for the rest of her life.

Who told Yang Xinxin to have a Tianting garbage disposal station?

To completely bind this garbage station requires massive power of faith. Yang Xinxin suddenly remembered that the garbage station seemed to have not had new garbage for a long time.

"Master Shennong must produce good things. Many people in the fairy world don't know what to buy." Ginseng Spirit said proudly, shaking the leaves.

Lord Shennong is the god most admired by the plant demon cultivators. The things he made have a great effect on the plant demons at the bottom of the fairy world, but it is a pity that it has no chance to meet Lord Shennong.

When Yang Xinxin heard what Little Ginseng said, she chuckled, nodded in agreement, and then sprinkled water mixed with heavenly soil on the watermelon seeds in the ground.

This time, the watermelon seeds finally did not die, but germinated and grew rapidly, turning into a long vine, but the color of this vine was a bit strange, it was black.

Yang Xinxin's eyes widened, staring at him for a moment.

The black watermelon vine became bigger and thicker, and a corner of the experimental field in the backyard of the laboratory was almost occupied by this watermelon vine. When it started to bloom and bear fruit, a row of small watermelons that produced turned out to be black skinned. When he grows up, he is still black.

Then the black-skinned watermelon grew bigger...and bigger...and finally turned into a black square watermelon that looked like a row of big black boxes.

Pure black, so black it shines.

One weighs about forty or fifty catties, neither big nor small.

The corner of Yang Xinxin's mouth twitched: "..."

Until the black-skinned watermelon stopped growing, Yang Xinxin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Not knowing what was going on with the black-skinned watermelon, she decided to pick a black-skinned watermelon to test it out.

"Sister, this watermelon doesn't seem to be edible." Seeing Yang Xinxin picking a black watermelon, Ginseng Jing spoke in a tangled voice, with a touch of uncertainty in her immature childish voice.

Yang Xinxin was taken aback, staring at the square black box of watermelon lying on the ground, and said in horror: "I can't eat it, is it poisonous?"

Many black things seem to be poisonous.

Maybe she bred a poisonous watermelon.

"It shouldn't be poisonous, but it doesn't feel very good. My sister can test it." If the little ginseng had a face, you would definitely see his face tangled up.

A look of interest flashed in Yang Xinxin's eyes: "Even if it's not poisonous, it shouldn't taste good. I'll go and test it to see if there are any new discoveries."

After finishing speaking, she put the black watermelon into the garbage station, took it out and put it on the laboratory table when she got to the laboratory, and the little ginseng essence also entered the laboratory. It was very curious about the black watermelon.

Yang Xinxin used an instrument to detect the toxin, and it was not poisonous!

It's not poisonous, why does the ginseng essence feel bad? Could it be that there is something strange in the watermelon?

Yang Xinxin's eyes lit up, she took a knife, and was about to cut a hole in the boxy black-skinned watermelon. When she carefully scratched the skin, she found that the black skin looked smooth and shiny. , but very hard.

"interesting."

Yang Xinxin became more interested in this black-skinned watermelon. She scratched it hard, but it still didn't cut open, but there was a gap in the knife. Yang Xinxin looked at the knife in the gap, confused.

"Why is this melon rind a bit like a steel bar, so hard."

"I don't know if I can eat it. If I can eat it, who would want it? It's extremely difficult to open a watermelon."

"Sister, can I have a try?" The little ginseng spirit beside him saw that Yang Xinxin hadn't cut the skin of the melon after trying several times, so she couldn't help but eagerly asked.

Yang Xinxin glanced at Ginseng and agreed.

The ginseng essence immediately stretched out a root and spread to the top of the black skin, and after a while poked a big hole, exposing the contents of the black skin watermelon.

Yang Xinxin didn't check it immediately, but looked at the ginseng essence in surprise: "Ginseng, I didn't expect your roots to be so powerful here."

"I... I'm a goblin, so I must be powerful." There was a trace of shyness in Ginseng Jing's voice.

In fact, it took a little effort to poke it open just now. Obviously, it can easily poke open the concrete floor and the wall of the house with roots, but this black skin took a little bit of demonic strength.

"Well, ginseng is very powerful."

Yang Xinxin touched the little red flower on top of her head with a smile, and then went to look at the big hole in the black-skinned watermelon, and there was no strange smell coming out.

Looking inside, Yang Xinxin was stunned.

What's the matter with this dark, sticky, but seemingly flowing black liquid?

She remembered that watermelon seeds were used to grow them.

Even if it wasn't evolution, it was mutation, the mutation was too thorough, Yang Xinxin was dumbfounded, no wonder the ginseng essence said it didn't feel good.

The purpose of this black fluid is unknown.

Yang Xinxin doesn't know how to make physical contact. She took a test tube and prepared to suck some black liquid out for research.

Who knew that the test tube would stick when it came into contact with the black liquid.

Can't pull it out.

Even with the strength of breastfeeding, I couldn't pull it out. Finally, the ginseng essence couldn't be pulled out, but the test tube was broken, and it had to cut off a root that accidentally stuck to the black liquid.

The whole ginseng plant is freaking out.

"Wuuu, sister, this black water is too scary. I can't get the roots back even with my demonic power. Sister, you must not touch this water."

Yang Xinxin's mind was filled with the cries of ginseng essence, and she was startled. She was thankful for her caution, and after quickly comforting the crying little ginseng, she asked in confusion.

"...What's the situation, is this black liquid glue or some strange adhesive?"

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