Chapter 55: Micellar Picking Garden

"Ahem, everyone seems to be having a good time. ”

Seeing that Yan Haicheng's faces were very bad, Elder Mian explained awkwardly, and knocked on the door of the micellar picking garden.

The garden is surrounded by a circle of dark brown thorns about two meters high, so you can't see inside.

The thorns have a peculiar appearance, they don't grow leaves, they only have thorns, and the sharpest part of each thorn is glowing with a pale golden metallic luster, and it must be very painful to tie it up.

The gate was also made of this kind of thorns, but it was thicker than the thorns that formed the wall, seeing that Elder Mian reached out to knock without hesitation, Yan Zhu'an was just about to remind him to be careful, but he saw that the thorns that were wrapped around the door and the thickness of his thumb seemed to stretch his waist, and quickly stretched out!

For a while, the thorns within a radius of three or four meters danced wildly, and the thorns on the thorns flashed with cold light, giving people a sense of threat of "stay away from me, otherwise you will break your appearance".

The five-person team was so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, and after taking two steps back, they saw Director Wang still standing in place with a smile, looking at each other embarrassedly, and walked back.

"Leigh, don't be naughty, please let the people inside out!"

The thorn spirit named "Leigh" seemed to be very fond of pranks, and when he saw that he was frightened, everyone retreated again and again, and turned into a little boy with a thorny face.

He didn't reply to the Elder's words, but instead crossed his waist and laughed out loud.

It's really embarrassing for you!Did you deliberately conjure up a big mouth, just to shake your tongue and laugh?!

It's just that there are small thorns on this tongue on purpose, don't you think it's strange?

Yan Zhu'an was silently complaining about the aesthetics of aliens, when he saw a group of human abilities with different hair colors entangled in thorns and put at the door, five of them were the elite team of the Four Seasons Mercenary Regiment who cooked fish hot pot before.

It seems that Li is not ignoring Elder Mian, but a man of action, and directly did what Elder Mian instructed.

"We're not done yet!"

"yes! it's not yet time for the park to close!"

The strangers from all over the world complained in different languages, but their eyes looked at Yan Zhu'an and his party intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Zhu'an looked at this group of people with blue noses and swollen faces and didn't speak, so he saw Elder Mian take a step forward, smiled and pressed his hand, and motioned for everyone to silence.

I didn't hear what he said, and after a while, I saw everyone leave with joy.

Oh, damn the Mind Transmission!

Yan Zhu'an was so curious that he was embarrassed to ask him how he persuaded people to leave.

"Come on!"

The reason why Yan Zhu'an came to pick micelles was to let her know how she should cultivate, and secondly, to prove to Yan Haicheng and his wife that those fierce beasts really wouldn't attack her!

All these things were done by their runaway kings.

This fact was hidden, and Elder Mian was very cautious and cleared the scene directly.

I'm afraid that these earthlings have strange abilities, in case there is someone who is particularly good at eavesdropping, and he can guess something when he hears a few words.

If they knew that the Morihara tribe was in danger, these countries from the earth would probably put forward conditions in their dealings with them.

The compromise with Huaguo is just because Yan Zhuan is from Huaguo, and Director Wang really can't hide it.

Under the leadership of Elder Mian, everyone walked into the legendary micelle picking garden.

I looked curiously, but I saw dozens of big trees growing in the yard.

The gray-blue leaves of the big tree were like scales, and they were densely attached to the thumb-sized branches, and the branches drooped like weeping willows, and from a distance, they looked like a gray-blue waterfall!

"Go, kid! The micelles grow on the trunks of these trees, and they are a kind of fungus that lives on the trees, and you just have to hold the roots and pull them lightly, and then put them in the basket. ”

Taking the basket handed by Elder Mian and looking at this quiet and beautiful garden, Yan Zhu'an was really not at ease, and asked, "Elder, why did they scream before?"

"Oh, this tree is a rare plant-based beast with a bad temper. Although the micelles are parasitic on them, for them it is only a painless thing, and they hate to be disturbed. ”

Yan Haicheng suddenly became nervous: "I'll go with you!"

He thought, with him, even if she is injured, there is no need to be afraid!

It was getting late, and the night breeze was blowing the branches, and the scales and leaves rubbed against each other, making a "salsa" sound, making the garden look quite terrifying!

Elder Mian didn't stop him, signaling that they could all go in.

Zhu Yucui was not at ease, her hand sank, her shield was shot, and she walked up first, signaling her husband and daughter, as well as her teammates who came up with curiosity, to follow behind.

Yan Zhu'an clenched the basket in his hand tightly, only to feel very safe under his mother's armpits, although his heart was trembling, he still walked bravely and walked towards the nearest tree.

"Bang bang bang!"

At first, those trees didn't react, but just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw that Zhu Yucui was drawn into the sky with a shield!

Before she could fall, another branch was pumped over!

Zhu Yucui was like a leather ball, directly drawn to the edge of the garden, caught by the extremely terrifying-looking economic bar, shook in the air a few times, and gently placed it on the ground.

"Mom!"

Yan Zhu'an was horrified, and was about to run over to catch her, when he saw that Yan Haicheng was also pumped out!

These branches moved too fast, and after a while, she was the only one left in the same place, and the other four people were all beaten to the point that they were red and swollen, standing on the side and constantly "ouch"!

"Giggle......

The trees around her fell silent again, as if they hadn't seen her.

Yan Zhu'an was so frightened that he couldn't do it! his teeth creaked, and his legs trembled uncontrollably!

These are fierce beasts!

It's just a plant!

This is the Otherworld, not the Earth!

"Go for it, kid! Get close to the trunk! Take it off! The micelles are delicious! The children of our tribe have been eating this since they were young, and their spiritual power has grown very quickly!"

Seeing that she was scared, Elder Mian casually said other things to distract her.

The reason why the Morihara tribe built this yard is to cultivate this rare thing in the wild and provide it to the small seedlings in the tribe.

After the gate was opened, it was discovered that humans were particularly fond of this kind of thing, and the tribe decided to trade the surplus micelles with humans.

This thing is very squeamish, and if you don't want to alarm this plant-based beast with only instinct and no intelligence, it will take a lot of effort for the plant-based elves in the tribe to pick it.

Thankfully, these humans were able to overcome all difficulties in order to eat.

Since handing over the task of picking micelles to humans, the tribe has generated a lot of income this month, and recently the Council of Elders has even considered expanding the scale of the micelle garden to supply the human world.

Seeing that those fierce beasts really didn't attack their daughters, Yan Haicheng glanced at each other, his eyes were full of joy, and he encouraged: "Go, baby! Give it a try! If it doesn't work, mom will pick you up right away!"

After a long time, Yan Zhu'an embarrassedly walked on his weak legs, lay on the ground, and went into the gap where the branches drooped.

When she entered, before she could stand up, she saw that the trunk of the tree hung with strips of bluish light, as white and slender as a lotus root, but the drooping end was not as sharp as the lotus root, but a hemispherical umbrella cover like a mushroom.

Smelling the faint, milk-like fragrance, Yan Zhu'an trembled his hands, held the basket tightly with one hand, and held a parasite translated as "micelle" in Chinese with the other, and gently tugged ......

Until he put it in the basket, the irritable branches around him that looked like steel whips did not react, and still drooped silently.

Standing on the edge of the tree trunk, Yan Zhu'an felt like he was staying in a tent lit with rows of night lights, and a hanging heart fell heavily, and suddenly he felt a sense of solidity.

Immediately, a silent laugh appeared on his cheeks, and Yan Zhu'an moved faster and faster!

From today onwards, her biggest requirement for herself is to be brave! Be brave!

I can!

I can!

Directly bald a tree, Yan Zhuan walked out with a full basket.

The moment she handed the basket to Elder Mian, she suddenly felt that herself, who had no feeling for spiritual power before, suddenly had a connection with the spiritual power around her!

Without her meditating, or without her exerting any powers, the spiritual power flowed into her "spiritual power jar" like water that opened the floodgates.

After a while, the feeling disappeared again, and she became a closed jar again.

The spiritual power in her body was a little more in her vague perception.

"Am I right?"

Elder Mian quietly plucked up a root that had been dug into the soil and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had been prepared, otherwise the spiritual power in his body would be discharged, and he would not even be able to maintain this transformation.

In the dark, just like what she felt when she received Elder Mian's entrustment, just now, Yan Zhu'an clearly sensed that the spiritual power she absorbed was all emanating from Elder Mian's body.

Moreover, her efficiency seems to be a bit low.

He scattered so much that she could only suck a tiny.

But that's where the hope lies, isn't it?

From then on, she was no longer afraid that her cultivation would stagnate.

After all, there are not many spiritual objects that can increase cultivation, and they often need to pay a great price to obtain.