I swept the two worlds of interstellar cultivation

Mu Shuru used to think that the master was a bit strange. Today, seeing the video and messages in Guang's brain, as well as many things he couldn't understand, he really felt that the master was in a world completely different from the Tianyan Continent.

The little robot can be regarded as the masterpiece of a strange craftsman. Those symbols that he can't understand at all represent a completely different culture, so there is no way to explain it.

Jing Xinglan said: "I'm not, I don't know where the Tianyan Continent you mentioned is, we are not on the same planet."

Mu Shuru felt a sense of loss and a little sadness at being suppressed by him, "Ah, that's a pity, I won't be able to see the master."

Jing Xinglan stared at his drooping eyelashes, and her artificial right hand trembled uncontrollably, "Don't you see me every day?"

He knew what Mu Shuru meant by "seeing", and he didn't expect that Mu Shuru really wanted to see himself in his heart, but he tried more than once. People can't pass through the lake. Ordinary shallow lakes, the feet are actually stepping on the bottom of the lake that can be seen.

He has tried many times, dead things are fine, living things can only reach the level of plants to the greatest extent.

It is impossible to really see, at least not currently.

"That's right." Mu Shuru shook his head, shaking off the loss in his heart, no matter where the master is from, the master is still a master, but the location is different.

If the master is not from Tianyan Continent, and the other side of the lake is not his own Lingfu, then the water in this lake is very strange.Mu Shuru temporarily put aside this question, stared at Guangnao and asked curiously: "How much is that?"

He couldn't understand that string of strange symbols at all.

Jing Xinglan could understand the words on Mu Shuru's note before, and thought they had the same characters, only then did she realize that Mu Shuru couldn't understand the simple and easy-to-understand Arabic numerals.

Jing Xinglan, who just boarded the Simon forum, immediately closed the forum, and transferred the light brain to the interstellar kindergarten math class, "I will teach you 1, 2, 3...10 now."

Mu Shu was stunned, "I know one, two, three...ten."

"That's even better." Jing Xinglan probably understood, and divided another Chinese class, "You know these things, right?"

Jing Xinglan, the father of mechs, only took half an hour to let Mu Shuru understand that 1 is one, 2 is two... 10 is ten, and it took more than ten minutes to explain the ten digits, hundreds digits, etc. .

Seeing Mu Shuru suddenly see the light, the light on his face after learning new knowledge, Jing Xinglan felt a huge sense of satisfaction, he was more happy than creating a super mech.

Mu Shuru is very smart, smarter than the classmates he met before. In the past, a female classmate came to ask him a question, but he couldn't understand a simple question after three times. angry.

"It's a waste of top resources for you to ask me such a simple question."

At that time, Jing Xinglan always answered in this way, but now he opened the income page of the forum, pointed to the numbers that elementary school students knew, and said in a good mood: "Question time, how much money did we earn?"

Mu Shuru was inexplicably nervous, as if he had returned to the days when he was tested by the elders of the sect, he read it twice carefully, counting his fingers behind Jing Xinglan's invisible back, "180. "

After speaking, he forgot to be nervous, and said pleasantly, "A lot of money! Master, isn't it a lot of money?"

"Yeah." This is a number that Jing Xinglan didn't expect, "It's really a lot, and it's still increasing."

The master was right. It turns out that plants can really make money easily. Mu Shuru was in a good mood. He asked, "How many energy cores can I buy?"

Jing Xinglan said, "Three."

Mu Shuru: "...."

The excited Mu Shuru seemed to have been splashed with cold water, "It's so expensive..."

It is indeed very expensive. The energy core is the top energy set in the interstellar world. It is only used in mechas and high-end military weapons, and ordinary families can't afford it.

"Don't worry, except for Xiao Hei, your little robots don't use energy cores, they will automatically store solar energy."

Mu Shu touched Xiao Hei beside him. For a hoarder, these words could not comfort him at all, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Hei, I will save enough energy cores for you."

Mu Shuru likes to keep everything he needs full, so that he will have a sense of satisfaction and a great sense of security.

He had the urge to make a lot of money, "Master, are there any new trees alive today?"

Jing Xinglan shook his head. All he survived here are copper money trees. The others can last for two days at most. The row of copper money trees has already been planted, and none of the other tree species can survive. But now he is in a good mood, "No Don’t worry, the copper money tree is enough for us to make a lot of money.”

After he figured out the rules of the plant sector, he probably knew how to make money next.

This was a miraculous experience for Jing Xinglan. In the past, a single mecha was enough for an ordinary family to live for a lifetime, and he never worried about money, but now he wants to learn to make money to support the mechas.

Jing Xinglan comforted Mu Shuru, not wanting him to worry about this matter, but Mu Shuru began to seriously think about how to make a lot of money.

"Master, I have a lot of flowers, can I use them to make money?" Mu Shuruo asked.

Jing Xinglan said helplessly: "Flowers can definitely make money, but you can't even grow trees here, so how can such delicate flowers survive?"

Flowers in the Simon galaxy are rarer and more precious than trees. Many planets still have trees in outdoor parks, but flowers cannot exist outdoors at all. Some precious flowers even only exist in museums.

But Mu Shuru just smiled, as if he had a plan.

After saying good night to Jing Xinglan, Mu Shu took a basin of lake water before returning to the house, took out a beautiful white porcelain vase from the storage bag, poured it into the lake water, and took out a few white seed vases. Balls, put in a porcelain jar.

Under his hands, the bulbs slowly grew immature buds, which were drawn into slender green leaves, and the thin leaves continued to grow, and the flower stems in the clusters of thin leaves stared out at the buds.

Mu Shuru softly touched the buds with his fingers, and the buds bloomed instantly at his fingertips, one by two, white and pink flowers fluttering in the wind, this is the narcissus known as Lingbo Fairy, with an elegant fragrance in the cabin.

"Not all flowers have to grow in the ground." Facing daffodils, Mu Shuru was always very happy and gentle, and he planned to give this pot of daffodils to the master tomorrow.

He had given away 26 pots of daffodils in total, but none of them were sent out. He had a hunch that this would be the first pot of daffodils he actually gave away.

After Mu Shurue went to sleep, Jing Xinglan finished browsing the forum and resumed the work he had just interrupted.

What he just made was a little wooden robot.

This is the first wooden robot in the Simon galaxy. No one has tried it before. On the one hand, robots are mainly practical and must be durable. On the other hand, in the Simon galaxy, who would be willing to use wood as a robot.

The poor quality of wood in the Simon galaxy is not suitable for making robots, not to mention that every piece of wood has been processed into a status symbol by countless processes, and the price is horribly high.

The reason why Jing Xinglan did this was simply because he felt that Mu Shuru might prefer wooden robots. He was born in such an environment, so he should prefer this kind of one that is close to nature.

Jing Xinglan thought, since he already likes the little robot so much, and the little robot has become his favorite thing at present, and he also has a preference, then he still has to have the most perfect and favorite one to be considered complete.

The small wooden robot is about the same size as other small robots. It is a small robot that Mu Shuru likes, but the head is no longer round, but square, with a bit of dullness.

After the finishing touches were finished, Jing Xinglan thought of the disappointment on Mu Shuru's face when he knew they were not on the same planet, so he opened Starnet again, and with the help of the literature forum, he found the two characters in Mu Shuru's name. Character.

He tried to write it by hand, and couldn't help but doubt life.

But for some reason that lost face kept appearing in his head, Jing Xinglan picked up the most sophisticated small instrument as if giving up, and carved Mu Shuru's name on the wooden robot.

The hands that once created the God of War mecha in the galaxy began to carve a person's name slowly and seriously, and couldn't help sighing while carving, "It's too difficult to write, why is it so difficult to write."

And why would he waste his time doing such useless things?

This is simply more troublesome than making a mecha.

"I will never do this kind of thing in the future." Jing Xinglan said vowedly, her fingers shrank again due to nervousness.