I swept the two worlds of interstellar cultivation

At that time, when he first came to the secret realm, Mu Shuru sent a meal to all the bosses, and one of them gave this egg in return.

Mu Shuru couldn't tell what kind of egg it was. He only knew that it had a breath of life and couldn't be eaten, so he kept it with him all the time. There was no movement for so long, but now this egg was moving.

Mu Shuru stared at the egg without blinking. He stretched out his finger and touched it lightly. He couldn't get it off his hands.

Now Mu Shuru didn't dare to shake it off, but fortunately, there were more and more cracks on the eggshell, and something was about to break out of the eggshell.

Under Mu Shuru's gaze, a small ball of hair squeezed through the eggshell and came out from inside.

The little hairball squeezed the eggshell, and hugged Mu Shuru's fingers softly.

The aura of this person is the one it is most familiar with and loves the most. It doesn't understand anything yet, it only knows to hug this person tightly.

Mu Shuru's heart softened when he was hugged tightly. Although he still couldn't see what it was, he couldn't even see his facial features, he could only see a fluffy ball, but he was hugged tightly by such a small ball. , The feeling of wholehearted dependence is also very subtle.

He picked up the little furball and turned it over, only to see the other side of the furball and two little claws.

Mu Shuru put him in his arms, and the little hairball protested at first, but after the clothes that were close to Mu Shuru's chest felt a familiar breath, he gave up and quietly grabbed his clothes and stopped moving.

Mu Shuru breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt guilty.

His favorite spirit beast is uuuu, Mu Shuruo told himself in his heart.

However, there are other spirit beasts lying in his arms now.

This fact makes him look like a scumbag.

Mu Shuru shook off the messy thoughts in his mind, thought about tomorrow's auction, randomly picked a soft song, buried himself in the soft quilt with anticipation, and fell asleep.

It was still a day of getting up early and going to bed early, and Mu Shuru got up as soon as the sun came out. The little robots didn’t need to water the flowers today, so I don’t know where to go to play. and potatoes.

He didn't eat corn today, so he put all the corn in a storage bag, and the satisfaction in his heart would be greater if he put it in a storage bag.

Perhaps because of the living environment, Mu Shuru, who raised himself, has been a collector since he was a child. In addition to collecting all kinds of seeds and food, he also has a hoarding habit. He has to stock up on everything to have a sense of security.

Food is the most important thing, like a little hamster, Mu Shuru happily hoarded a lot of food, surrounded by a sense of satisfaction and security.

After harvesting the corn and potatoes, he looked at the rise of sweet potatoes and watermelons. Finally, he started to build a shelf to grow grapes.

Grapes can be eaten, they can be used to make wine, make grape juice, and dry raisins. They are simply Mu Shuru's favorite labor fruit. The most important thing is that this labor fruit also grows beautifully.

Thinking of the scene of bunches of plump purple grapes hanging on the grape trellis, Mu Shuru narrowed his eyes, full of energy.

When the little robots came back, Mu Shuru had already set up the grape trellis, so he went to see what the little robots found.

Next to the flower field, Mu Shu Ruzhu specially opened up a field for them to grow the weird plants they found in the secret place.

If it was spiritual fruit or something, they would give it to Mu Shuru, but for plants or something, they would plant it themselves, and there are quite a few of them now.

Liuliu walked back with a long black flower, and dug a hole to plant that strange flower on the ground. The dark color was in stark contrast to the woody flower field, a fairyland and a hell.

Mu Shuru only looked at it for a while and then went to cook, not only breakfast, but also lunch together, because he didn't have time to cook, he wanted to watch the auction, and of course he had to prepare exquisite snacks, and eat while watching.

Because of the widespread use of holographic technology, the auction of the Simon galaxy has greatly expanded its scope and is more convenient. No matter where you are, you don't need to gather together. As long as you can enter the auction network and get the auction number the day before the auction, you can auction.

The largest auction network in the interstellar world belongs to the Jinghong Group. The Jinghong Group is a large group across the galaxy with amazing financial resources. It has its own complete system, including the transportation system. This is one of the reasons why Jing Xinglan chose the Jinghong Auction.

Jing Xinglan entered the auction site to wait, while Mu Shuru poked his head out, "Master, good morning."

Although it was late, Jing Xinglan had just woken up, so it was considered a good morning greeting.

"Morning." Even Jing Xinglan didn't realize that every time he saw Mu Shuru, his expression and voice softened.

"The flowers are growing well, without any problems." Jing Xinglan said, "It seems that they can survive."

This was within Mu Shuru's expectation, "That's a daffodil, you can tell me if you have any questions, I may be the person who knows flowers best in the world."

Really not humble at all, Jing Xinglan smiled, "If you know flowers so well, do you also like flowers?"

Mu Shuru nodded, "I like it."

After thinking about it, he asked Jing Xinglan, "Does Master like it?"

Jing Xinglan said without hesitation: "I like it now."

I used to think that flowers are useless and hypocritical. Although this deep-rooted concept is difficult to eradicate for a while, but now I can at least appreciate the beauty of flowers and become a little fond of them.

"I have a lot of flower seeds. The master can ask me for whatever he likes. I have ordinary flowers, as well as many exotic flowers and weeds." Mu Shuru said.

And Jing Xinglan didn't even know what ordinary flowers were. Fortunately, the auction started at this time, so that he wouldn't have to answer the question again.

Auctions are held once a quarter. In addition to buyers and sellers, there are also a large number of pure tourists. Anyway, they don’t have to go out of the house, they can still see treasures, and they can also watch the rich spend a lot of money.

The auction auctions are all uncommon or extremely precious things. As the quarterly auction of the largest auction network, the opening is naturally not bad, but no one thought that the opening would be the mecha that Jing Xinglan once made by himself. .

Only on the Internet, you can feel the restlessness caused by this mech just coming out.

Host: "This is Xiaoyue, one of Jing Xinglan's works in his heyday. I don't need to say more, everyone should know that such a mecha will never exist again. You should also know his power. It originally belonged to Admiral Jian He, and because the admiral is about to retire, he planned to give it to those in need, the opportunity is once in a lifetime, I suggest a powerful family accept it, then the family will have a strong man at the top of the galaxy."

After igniting everyone's desire to buy, the host paused for a while before saying, "The starting price is 9000 million."

The price of 9000 million has made too many people sigh and resent. There is no soldier in the galaxy who does not want to own Jing Xinglan's mecha, not to mention that Jing Xinglan's mecha is out of print now, but 9000 million is really an astronomical figure.

For another group of powerful buyers, they know that 9000 million is just the starting price, which is still far away from the final transaction price.

Hearing the price, Mu Shuru was also stunned. He hugged Xiao Hei, thinking that he was the one who owned the Lingshi Mine.

If the price of 9000 million is already an unimaginable figure for ordinary people, then the price rose to [-] million in just a few minutes, which really makes people doubt life.

[The best in the world: Every time I come to the auction, I just want to see the life of the rich. 】

[Spring and Autumn Passenger: I still come to feel the gap between the rich and the poor, no, the financial resources of those families and the royal family are too terrible, 2 million just say it? 】

[Vow to go to the military academy: You assholes know farts. For a big family, a strong man is worth more than 2 million? 】

[Have you slept till the end of the day: I know that Jing Xinglan's mecha is very valuable, but I always thought it was worth tens of millions, which is too exaggerated. 】

[Falling Senior Ou: It was possible before, but this is out of print. 】

[The best in the world: Jing Xinglan is still alive, it's your mother's version. 】

[Push Senior Ou: If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense. You look at Jing Xinglan well, and you can’t tell the difference in that hand, but a fake is a fake. Normal life is fine, but it’s useless in front of advanced mechas. I can only make some defective products. 】

Mu Shuru hugged Xiao Hei tightly, watching the discussion on Xingwang, his heart rarely rose with anger, Xiao Hei is not a defective product.

He looked at Jing Xinglan and saw Jing Xinglan's high nose bridge, scars on his face and slightly pursed lips. There was only calm on his resolute face, as if he had gotten used to it and was not affected. He felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. .

"The price is higher than I expected. It seems that my legend is still alive."

Mu Shuru, who was immersed in his emotions, was pulled out by Jing Xinglan's voice, only then did he realize that the first auction had ended.And the master was looking at himself, talking to himself with a smile.

Mu Shuru met his eyes and felt a lot better. Is the master comforting himself?

Xiaoyue's final transaction price was 6000 million, which was predictably the highest transaction price in this auction. It was bought by an anonymous buyer. The auction started off well, and the atmosphere was easily ignited.

But there is the first comparison, and the rest are just ordinary.

Because of the pursuit of power, there are more than one mecha representing combat power in the auction. Compared with Xiaoyue, it is bleak and ugly.

On another planet, Wei Xiuran looked at the starting price of his mech, and wished he would lose his brain. He kicked down the household robot beside him, and said angrily, "What does Jinghong Group mean? The mecha I finally made, Didn’t they agree to give it to the best auction slot? How can we start with Jing Xinglan’s mecha at this time! Then what’s the point!”

He managed to escape from the desolate planet Carrie. Although he was looked down upon by some people, he was an assistant brought up by Jing Xinglan himself. Mech Master.

During these days, he has been immersing himself in research, pouring all the knowledge and painstaking efforts he has learned into this mecha, hoping to make it famous in one fell swoop, and the Wei family also helped him arrange with the Jinghong Group. I got a good auction spot on the Internet, and it was about to succeed, but Jinghong Group actually auctioned Xiaoyue this time.

How can he not be angry!

"Why are you angry? This is the last time." His father reassured him, "This is the last time that Jing Xinglan can suppress you like this. Why bother fighting for a moment, he is already useless, and you still have a lot of time to be with you." Chance."

Wei Xiuran felt a little better in his heart. Even so, the starting price of the mecha he made with all his strength was less than one-tenth of Jing Xinglan's. Before that, he was preaching how good this mecha was, and it might become his favorite. A masterpiece, how can I not feel uncomfortable now.

How proud I was when I preached it back then, how regretful and angry I am now.

Wei Xiuran stared closely at everyone's evaluations and bids on StarNet, expecting the price to soar, and the resentment in his eyes overflowed a little bit.

He is talented, even if Jing Xinglan never admits it, other people in the galaxy will recognize it.