Cub's Small Vegetable Garden [Interstellar]

The huge battleship broke through the clouds and swooped down, slowed down when it was approaching the landing point, and finally landed steadily on the docking position of the landing point.

Jiang Li looked out through the window and saw many soldiers in army green uniforms. Several mech pilots in silver gray uniforms quickly passed through the crowd and quickly disappeared from his field of vision. I saw the supernatural beings wearing black combat uniforms. Next to those supernatural beings, there was a girl with a ball head holding a potted plant. Looking at her attire, Jiang Li understood that she was a planter.

"Jiang Li, don't look, let's go." Charlie knocked on the door and said.

"Here we come," Jiang Li responded and left from the window. He walked side by side with Charlie in the corridor and asked, "Charlie, are you going to report to the mecha department soon?"

"Yeah," Charlie said with a smile, he looked at Jiang Li, "We will part after we get off the battleship."

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Come on! Take care of yourself."

"Come on!" Charlie raised his right arm and clenched his fist in a gesture of cheering, "You too."

After stepping off the battleship, the two separated. Jiang Li carried his backpack, looking for his team, and walked over after seeing a flag that said "Planter Gathering Place".

After all the people were gathered, the suspension vehicle drove them towards the position of the legion.

This planet is located behind the northwest border. It is a satellite that is close to the front line but keeps a distance from the front line. There are more than one such satellites. They are scattered around the border. Many soldiers who were injured on the front line will be picked up here. Treatment, here is also the supply point for providing material support to the front line, and it is a transfer station for soldiers to go to the front line, with a high safety factor.

After the suspension car drove along the empty track for about half an hour, they arrived in front of a huge circular building. With the door opened, Jiang Li could clearly see the layout inside.

This is a plantation. The ring-shaped building is composed of rooms. There are two floors. In the center of the ring-shaped building is a piece of land, where many spiritual plants are planted.

After Jiang Li received his room number, he followed the instructions along the corridor and groped his way to the second floor. Jiang Li walked all the way and observed. The first floor was the planting room. He saw a lot of experimental equipment, cultivation tanks, cultivation Dishes, pruning shears, plant nutrient solution, etc., and saw the busy planters wearing sterile suits. The second floor is the rest area. He looked at the house number and walked along the aisle, and soon found his own. Room.

The room has one bedroom and one living room. Although the space is not big, it has everything you need. Jiang Li put his backpack on the table in the living room, walked around the room, and went to the bedroom.

After opening the curtains, sunlight poured into the room. Through the window, he saw the nursery downstairs. He opened the window, and fresh air poured in, making Jiang Li's eyebrows stretch.

He looked at the sky in the distance, and said silently in his heart: Lei Zhe, I'm here.

Planters don't need to go to the front line, their main job is to cultivate and treat spiritual plants in the rear.

Because of the uncertainty and cruelty on the battlefield, many fighters, especially the supernatural beings who use mental power as a weapon, their mental power fluctuates greatly, and their mental power is prone to mental riots if they are unstable or overused many times At this time, if there is no Lingzhi to appease their mental power on the verge of riots, their consciousness will easily become confused, fall into pain, and some will even be so unconscious that they will attack the people around them.

For these people, Lingzhi is their partner, pet, companion, and even their antidote.

Not long after arriving at the dormitory, Jiang Li was called to gather in the hall on the first floor, where many new planters gathered. In front of the hall, an old man stood there with a majestic aura. , he said: "Welcome everyone to the First Army of the Empire. On behalf of all the soldiers who fought bloody battles on the front line, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you." As soon as he finished speaking, there was warm applause in the hall, and the old man waited. After the applause passed, he continued, "Now our commander is back. I believe that under his command, this war that has lasted for more than five years will soon come to an end." Cheers erupted in the hall .

The old man paused for a moment, he looked into the eyes looking at him, and said seriously: "I won't say more, I just want to tell everyone that before the victory comes, I hope everyone can do their work well, the empire Your contributions will never be forgotten, and the people will never forget your contributions."

Applause and shouts sounded again, and the old man left under the watchful eyes of the people.

Jiang Li hadn't had time to contact Lei Zhe when he arrived here. After the old man left, he followed his team from the lobby to a certain laboratory on the first floor, and began his busy life of treating Ling Zhi.

The laboratory is full of pots of spiritual plants. Some of the leaves of the spiritual plants were burned by the flames of war, leaving only one branch, some of the branches and leaves of the spiritual plants were seriously damaged, and some of the spiritual plants were even stained with dried blood. Behind every spiritual plant is a warrior.

These spiritual plants originally lived on another planet, and their masters would meet with them regularly. Because of an unexpected surprise attack by the star beast, the originally peaceful planet became a purgatory on earth, and many spiritual plants were buried in the flames of war. Among them, these spiritual plants in the laboratory are only part of what they rescued.

Some of the owners of these spiritual plants have disappeared in the flames of war, some are anxiously waiting for their recovery, and some are still fighting the enemy on the front line.

Jiang Li had already put on a white sterile suit, with a mask on his face, sterile white gloves on his hands, and a pair of small scissors in his hand, ready to make surgery for Ling Zhi on the small operating table in front of him. amputation surgery.

Because they are planters, they have been learning how to plant and cultivate plants, and their theoretical knowledge and practical experience are already solid enough. Therefore, after arriving here, they did not conduct any further training, and directly devoted themselves to the intense treatment.

Several branches and leaves of this plant were broken, and those broken branches and leaves need to be cut off before follow-up treatment. Jiang Li could feel that it was shaking, partly because of pain, partly because of fear.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand to comfort the plants on the small operating table silently, feeling extremely distressed.

People next to him only saw Jiang Li stroking Lingzhi. What they couldn't see was that when Jiang Li put his hand on the plant, there was a light golden mist escaping from under his palm. The mist was gentle and extremely gentle. With spiritual power, after escaping from the palm, it lingered around Jiang Li's hand, and then went towards Jiang Li's Ling Zhi, surrounded the injured Ling Zhi, and then gradually disappeared.

As for Lingzhi, after the pale golden mist covering it disappeared, his condition improved significantly.

After feeling that Lingzhi was no longer trembling, Jiang Li took the scissors in his hand, cut it off accurately and quickly, and then applied repair ointment to its wound. All the actions were done in one go. In the past five years, I have developed the skills in Professor Gergil's research institute and my own planting process.

Jiang Li just immersed himself in dealing with one spiritual plant after another, cleaning, cutting off branches, bandaging, disinfecting, infusing tubes, etc., until someone called him, and he realized that it was already dark outside.

Jiang Li felt hungry at this time. He walked out of the laboratory with his tired body, looked at the healthy and growing spiritual plants in the courtyard, and smiled.

The sky is black, but the place where he is is brightly lit. Everyone is working hard for the same goal, looking forward to the arrival of peace.

When Jiang Li went to the cafeteria to have dinner and came out again, he saw another batch of injured spiritual plants being transported over, so he walked over.

Several soldiers with mutilated military uniforms, disheveled heads, and embarrassing figures stood in front of the person in charge of picking up Ling Zhi. They stood up straight and saluted the person in charge. One of them said: "Please, please." Be sure to save them." His voice was low and hoarse, with a heavy weight.

When they turned to leave, Jiang Li saw their red eyes.

The spiritual plants in the cabin were carried out by the planters, one after another, some of the flower pots of the spiritual plants were gone, some of the flowers of the spiritual plants had been broken in the middle before they had time to bloom, and some of the spiritual plants were broken. The branches were sunk deep in the broken flowerpot, obviously hit by something.

The spiritual plants were quickly taken to the laboratory by the growers, Jiang Li looked at them, he felt his eyes were a little hot, and he felt very uncomfortable.

After dinner, Jiang Li devoted himself to the laboratory again. There were still so many spiritual plants waiting for treatment, he couldn't stop, if they were treated a quarter of an hour earlier, the spiritual plants would have more hope of surviving.

In this moment, time is life.

In the end, Jiang Li was forced to go back to rest by the head of the laboratory, and there are many planters like him.

Everyone walked on the way back, the atmosphere was a little depressed, and they didn't speak for a while.

"Those plants are so pitiful." After a while, the voice of a planter sounded like a sigh.

Another planter said: "These spiritual plants are all like this, it's hard to imagine what it will be like for the soldiers fighting on the front line."

The air became silent again. After parting from the stairs, they walked in different directions and returned to their respective rooms silently.

Jiang Li lay on the bed after washing, he looked at the brain on his left wrist, and withdrew his original plan to contact Lei Zhe.

If before coming here, he wanted to see Lei Zhe as soon as possible, then after coming here, his greatest wish was to heal those injured spiritual plants.

Compared with the plants in his plantation, these spiritual plants have endured too many things that they should not bear.

He hopes he can help bring them back to life.

Jiang Li thought about the plants he had transported to the border with the help of Claude in the past few years. In addition to the ordinary plants for food, there were also some spiritual plants in those plants. Now, at this moment, where are those spiritual plants? What kind of life are they leading?

At this moment, Jiang Li deeply felt the ruthlessness of war.

He had already felt so much before he went to the front line. So, what about Lei Zhe, who has been directing the battle at the front line, what kind of mood is he feeling?