If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

On the fifth day, the mutated plant was still just a young seedling. Xia Chen couldn't hold back and drew the prize first.

According to Xia Tongban, the mutant plants haven't matured for so long, Xia Chen thought, based on the sources of soil and water that Xu Helai gave him, it's impossible to grow such weird mutant plants as stinky fruits.

Waiting too anxiously, Xia Chen went to draw a prize first.

Back then when the gold prize pool was in ten consecutive rounds, Xia Tongban explained the prizes of the gold prize pool to Xia Chen. This time, he also asked clearly about the gem prize pool this time.

After listening to Xia Tongban, Xia Chen discovered that the gem prize pool is indeed a high-level prize pool, special!Don't!wide!

Theoretically speaking, each prize pool has something to support the pool, such as the gold prize pool, and the pool is filled with magic seeds, which are large and easy to draw, so it is generally not unusual.

The gem prize pool is huge, and it is gold that pads the pool.

According to Xia Tongban, the rewards of the gem prize pool include but are not limited to: varying amounts of gold, skill points, various props, titles, etc.

Ten consecutive draws are skill points.

She can even draw titles directly!

Xia Chen only has one title, and he doesn't know how to upgrade, which shows how rich the gem prize pool is.

The moment he heard about the prizes, Xia Chen even felt a little bit of retreat, afraid that his bad luck would not go away, and the ten consecutive draws with great difficulty would be ruined.

After tangling for a long time, he finally felt overwhelmed and twitched. There is still a mutant plant with an extremely low probability growing in his field.It means that he probably had good luck during this time?What if the luck is worse next time.

And as far as the prizes in the prize pool are concerned, how bad can it be?

Xia Chen first prepared himself for the mental construction of getting nine golds. In fact, thinking about nine golds of varying amounts, he is also very happy. Even if he draws one gold at a time, there are still nine golds, right?No loss no loss.

It must have been a real change of luck. After going through the cool lottery interface, the first thing Xia Chen saw was a bunch of dazzling gold ingots.

It’s really a bunch, more than the 28 he received for completing the random task last time. He was lucky, he got seven golds, the most was eight golds, and the least was two golds, adding up to a total of [-] golds .

Xia Chen originally had a little more than 25 gold left, but his net worth more than doubled all of a sudden. This amount of money is worth the land price of their family's [-] mu of land.It's a pity that if he took it out, he went through the Xia copper plate, and it shrank by half in an instant. He couldn't explain the source, so he could only save it first.

As a guaranteed skill point, Xia Chen added Gathering to Level 40, which allowed him to gather six times a day, with a success rate of [-]%.

Speaking of skills, Xia Chen now has three skills. Gathering is the best, and Exploration is used a lot in manual farming in the early stage, but it is rarely used after automation.

The last time he completed a random task, he gave a flower whisperer skill. After Xia Chen went out, he found a flower to try, and then he heard the dog-tailed flower praise him for his good looks...

Xia Chen swears, this is really a skill effect, definitely not his narcissism to such an extent!

This skill can only be used once a day, and most flowers can't express themselves clearly. Before it's useless, Xia Chen doesn't know which flowers can speak and which flowers can't, so this skill is really useless.

Having said that, Xia Chen intends to upgrade the Gathering skill at present, and it is best to upgrade it to the full level first, with a [-]% chance of gathering.

In addition to the worthless gold and guaranteed skill points, Xia Chen also drew two props, a slingshot and a night light.

The slingshot is said to never wear out and has twice the range of a normal slingshot.

Xia Chen never played with this cheap toy when he was a child, and he was very interested in it, so he decided to find time to practice his accuracy.At this time, it is not as peaceful as his previous life. When he goes to catch the exam, it can be used as a weapon for self-defense.

The night light is a bit of a western palace style, only the size of an adult's palm, exquisite and beautiful, the thin black iron frame is bent into a vine shape, the milky white lampshade, the light is soft and bright, and can be used permanently without charging.

The two items are common props with simple functions and more practical but not against the sky. Xia Chen accepts them well, and it is impossible for Xia Tongban to give him a cornucopia of cash cows or something.

On the seventh day, the mutated plants finally matured, and this day happened to be a ten-day holiday. When Xia Chen received the reminder from Xia Tongban, the time had just passed, and Wu Jin fell to the west, dyeing a beautiful red glow in the sky.

Xia Chen found an excuse to go back to the room and enter the space, only to see a... trumpet flower blooming out of nowhere on the white sandy ground?

It is said to be a morning glory, but it does not look quite like it. The shape is slightly slender than ordinary morning glory, like a rounded version of a lily.The color is milky white, the petals are half open and half closed, and the bright yellow stamens are faintly visible inside.

"Wow, it seems to be pretty good this time." Just looking at the appearance, it looks much better than the stinky fruit. Xia Chen squatted down, stretched out his finger and poked the petal carefully, and the flower branch swayed without wind, as if avoiding his hand.

"Pick it off directly?" Xia Chen was a little afraid to do it, the flower looked very delicate.

[It is recommended that the host dig out the root and transplant it elsewhere. ]

This kind of technical guidance must be followed. Xia Chen didn't have a flower pot, so he had to bring the cup noodle box, poke a hole in the bottom, and barely use it as a flower pot.

Fortunately, the trumpet flower's root system is also very thin, so it doesn't look aggrieved when placed in the instant noodle box.

After transplanting, Xia Chen patted the soil off his hands, threw an exploration technique over with curiosity, and then looked confused at the information about the mutated plants that appeared.

Variation Plant: Unnamed.

Instructions: Find and find and find friends, find a good friend.Connect to another flower at random after use, bind after the first connection, store a certain amount of energy to start an instant call.

Xia Chen read the explanation back and forth several times, and muttered to himself: "Which one is the other flower?"

Morning glory would not answer him, Xia Tongban kindly marked: [Random. ]

Xia Chen frowned. If it wasn't random, he would find a flower to bind it by himself, which would be equivalent to having a flower version of a single-line phone without paying the phone bill.It's a pity that the random connection, isn't that just a voice version of the drifting bottle?

The drifting bottle on the computer can always be picked up. If he is bound to the deep mountains and the wild, it will basically be useless.Even if it is bound to a flower with an owner, and the flower can talk, people should not treat him as a monster.

After all, the mutation is still weak, but looking at the first sentence of the explanation, Xia Chen feels that this direction of mutation may be related to the little Taoist priest.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen couldn't help but soften his heart: "Forget it, give it a try, at worst it will be used as a tree hole in the future."

Stretch out your hand and carefully rub the petals with your thumb and forefinger. Three seconds later, the half-opened morning glory is fully bloomed, the petals are gradually dyed a deep red color, and the stamens are even more bright red.

The imperial capital, Baocheng Temple.

The sky is full of sunset, and the melodious bells are fluttering, intertwined with the voices of monks chanting sutras, forming a wonderful sense of harmony.

At the back of Baocheng Temple, near the back mountain, there are several small courtyards, which were originally used to accommodate the monks or scholars who lived in the temple, but now they have closed the courtyards for no reason. They only say that they are full, but no one is heard inside and outside the small courtyards all day long. No sound, don't know where the guest is.

The sound of footsteps of different severity broke the silence. A young novice monk led a group of people to the most remote courtyard door, joined hands and chanted the Buddha's name, turned around and walked away quickly, as if there was an evil spirit behind him. ghost chase.

The leader of the group that was left behind was a man in his forties, not tall, and his clothes, shoes and socks looked ordinary at first glance, but there were fine craftsmanship everywhere, and the material was also high-quality silk. Behind him were three or five big men wearing leggings. Sleeves, the momentum is fierce.

The leading man walked to the closed courtyard door and gently knocked the door knocker. After a while, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy opened the courtyard door and said expressionlessly, "The young master said, no visitors." close the door.

The leading man hurriedly said: "The young one was ordered by the old master Lin to take the young master back home, please let me know if it is successful or not, please meet the young master, so that the old man can feel at ease."

"Wait." The young man closed the door and left. Not long after, the courtyard door reopened, "Only you enter."

The entourage stayed outside the courtyard, and the man walked in with the young man, bypassing the screen wall, and there was an open space in front of him.

The small yard is full of red flowers, and I don't know where there are so many red flowers blooming so brightly in this season, the whole small yard is full of red, so red that it seems to be on fire.

Too thick red gives people a sense of oppression, the man did not dare to lift his head, and followed the boy into the flowers.

"Young master, someone has brought it here." The young man said respectfully.

"Look up, talk." The supposedly clear voice of the young man was somewhat strangely beautiful, but the quality of the voice was cold, as if soaked in ice water.

The man secretly scolded himself for being dizzy and acting out of order today, and hurriedly raised his head: "Little lord, little..."

The moment he saw the boy, the man's pupils constricted, the hair on his back stood on end, and he lost his voice instantly.

The boy standing among the flowers was only eleven or twelve years old, wearing a large red robe, his complexion was as cold as jade, but his hair was extremely black, his eyebrows were sword-like, his eyes were starry, and his lips were as bright as blood.

The contrasting colors are too strong, the eyes of the delicate-looking young man are drooping, the corners of his robe are entangled with the flowers beside him, the red light of the sunset shines on the young man's face, and the dark pupils of the young man seem to be stained with With a layer of blood, at first glance, it looks like a monster in the mountains, without any popularity.

The man vaguely recalled the scene when he saw his young master Sun last time. We met last year, but he was still a gentle and elegant young man. Why did he look like this after not seeing him for half a year?

Could it be that the rumors of Duke Dingguo's mansion are true?Their little father-in-law really got mad?

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the man's back, he didn't understand what he said, and he just hurriedly explained what his old man said: "The old man asked me to take you back to the Lin family for a temporary stay. He said that no matter what, you are the only son of the Duke's mansion. Bastard but..."

"Don't go." The young man seemed impatient, interrupted him, and ordered the indifferent young man at the side: "Zhe Liu, see off the guests."

The man didn't dare to say anything else, he followed Zhe Liu's footsteps out of the courtyard with his head down, and as soon as he left the courtyard, he fled like a little monk leading the way.

Zhe Liu closed the courtyard door forcefully, and returned to the courtyard, with a bit of anger on his indifferent face: "Master, these slaves..."

"Do you also think that I should go back and be my young master of Dingguo Mansion?" The young man did not wait for Zheliu to answer, and said to himself: "Dingguo Mansion, huh, ridiculous..."

In another ten years, where will Dingguo's mansion come from? In the last life, if he hadn't restrained his servants and forcibly guarded the gate of the mansion until the royal family's divine power broke out and opened the barrier, everyone in Dingguo's mansion would have died a long time ago. .

Thinking of the previous life, the blood in the boy's eyes became more intense: "Zhe Liu, you go down first."

Zhe Liu bowed and left, the young man clenched his hands in the sleeves of his robes hanging by his side, holding back, he couldn't eat them, the blood of those people would definitely smell bad, it would be hard to swallow.

The young man endured it for a moment, kicked down and crushed a large piece of flower as if venting, stained his hands with bright red flower juice, just when he was about to crush the most colorful camellia in front of him, the flower suddenly faded from red and turned pure white.

In the next second, a timid voice came from Huali: "You, how are you?"

The author has something to say: Loud bb: Do not attack people!

Knock on the blackboard: This article is expected to enter V tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I will discuss it with the editor. I hope that the little angels will continue to support. On the day of entering V, random small red envelopes will be dropped. Bow!