Wait for someone to pass by and bring yourself a turnaround; Wait for a wild beast to invade and bring herself food (although she doesn't like meat); Wait for the rain to bring her water......

This kind of passive waiting made her feel very bad. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No one likes to be a lamb waiting to be sentenced, let alone an enterprising person like her?

However, there were no beautiful vases here, and there were no variety of beautiful flowers for her to perform, and the two vases on the table were already the limit of these simple materials, and she changed the pattern several times at most.

I'm really not interested in tossing.

When she needs to calm down on weekdays, she will choose to draw, write and play the piano.

Now—

She moved her fingers, rolled over, and felt the Xun from the shelf.

The only natural satellite of the Hope Star hung high in the sky at this time, and all kinds of stars shone brightly and covered the dark blue star, and a lilac poisonous mist rose from the poison forest, isolated by a shimmering net of bright vines.

The view is beautiful.

Zhen Xingxin sat in front of the window, bathed in the moonlight hanging from the skylight (people used to call the moons near the habitable stars that reflect the light of the stars at night as the moon, and held the fat Xun in both hands.

It's a thing she's prepared for herself to pass the time, and it looks pretty good.

The low and rich music has its own sad effect, a longing song is blown mournfully and movingly, with this bleak night and simple residence, Zhen Xingxing's tender white little face has an inexplicable sadness.

It's really the unlucky gods who have been degraded to the mortal, and I pity them when they suffer!

The next ten days, unfortunately, were all sunny.

In terms of life, her experience can be described as tragic.

Not to mention eating raw potatoes for so long, I searched this area countless times, but still didn't find anything that could be eaten, not even the seeds of an edible plant.

Zhen Xingxing's heart is entangled: which is more acceptable to the world by skipping meals or grabbing items remotely?

Fortunately, every time reason would appear, and her impulse would be suppressed.

There was no improvement in eating and drinking, so she had to take her idea in other directions.

For example, do a month-long ecological expedition?

Collect materials from various parts of the plant, try to extract matter through sensitive divine sense, and see if there can be some scientific discoveries?

Or maybe take some photos and make a plant growth album?

Anyway, in addition to the lack of food here, there are still a lot of magical plants, and she thinks that she can publish a picture album when she goes back to make up for her loss.

After the daily schedule was full, she began to think of a field building tutorial again, so she built a few huts of different specifications on a few nearby trees, gradually breaking down the steps and taking pictures.

When the treehouses were built, she built a wooden fence again to enclose the huts.

Then she had a two-way yard.

The territory was bigger, and she began to think about the construction of the courtyard again.

By the time she finally stopped, it already had the appearance of a deep mountain resort.

It wasn't until she put on her new clothes made of bark fibre weaving that she realized she couldn't find anything to do anymore.

The different huts are quietly bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the garden paths paved with clay bricks (when firing vases and pottery bowls) are delicate and unique among the flowers and trees.

On the wooden roof, the bright light vine is full of life, and in each room, there are exquisite furniture, which looks unique.

The large table in the courtyard was already filled with pots, planted with all the small flowering plants in the area.

What she can do has been done to the extreme, even if it is a side hustle by the way, she has made great progress.

Album, Poison Forest Area Research Report, Plant Observation Record, 365 Techniques Indispensable for Primitive Life......

In addition, maybe when she goes back, she can talk to Jack Su about the development of new products.

Because she has discovered several miracle factors for detoxification and beauty......

In order to find something to do for herself, she also let the fire crow go, and then showed five or six different ways to make fire, not including her Danhuo, of course.

Zhen Xingxing sighed, she really didn't have anything to do now! Even the paper that is planned to be published has been written!

She thought it was time for her to retreat and practice.

She had once obtained the Immortal Storage Ring, and after the Immortality merged with the Green Star Core, she easily gained control of the Storage Ring.

There were no pills or weapons in the storage ring, only some jade slips and a simple alchemy furnace in it.

She could imagine that as an alchemist, Changsheng had no elixir or elixir on his body, not even weapons, so he must have fled in a panic at the beginning.

Will she face the enemies they have faced in the future?

The previous cause and effect had long since disappeared, and after she got these things, she didn't take them all out and look at them, but only looked at the parts related to the twin fruits, just because she was afraid that she would be involved in too much cause and effect, and she would have to avenge him in the future.

Now she also wants to open it, if she stops her progress based on speculation, she will not be where she is today, she should not be worried, she should be brave enough to try.

Moreover, where is the future to come?

Zhen Xingxing collected a lot of big potatoes and began to practice behind closed doors, and the fans looked at the wooden house without movement, and the green light that shrouded the wooden house, sighed, and had to turn their eyes to look at others.

Changsun Bai fell into a valley, and after hovering in it for more than ten days, his task was completed by two-thirds.

It wasn't until he finally stepped on dog shit and carried it out of the valley, and it was not until the fifteenth day that he met the first team.

The three-man squad had just finished fighting and was repairing.

Coincidentally, someone was seriously injured and they were debating whether to abandon the mission so that the injured could be treated.

The arrival of Changsun Bai alleviated their crisis, as he brought with him the great news that there were advanced healers at coordinates 666:444.

How capable is it?

Anyway, the moment he was about to give up the mission, he was saved, his body was seriously injured, his skin and flesh were gone, and he was as good as ever in just two hours.

Changsun Bai is good at communication, and a few words give them infinite hope.

Not everyone has no sense of direction like Changsun Bai, a few people looked at the sky, and it was estimated that there would be no accidents, and they would be able to reach their destination tonight.

Changsun Bai dug all kinds of fruit tree saplings all the way, and explained the situation to the three-person team, and secretly rejoiced in his heart:

The Fruit Sapling Quest is about to be completed, and the Deliver Information Quest has been completed three-tenths of the way, which is great!

He had a bad sense of direction, and he knew that he was embarrassed that the task had dragged on for too long, although it wasn't what he wanted.

Although there was no agreed time limit at the beginning, he was still very apprehensive when the time limit for the practical test had already passed.

So he inquired all the way to the information, wanting to meet more people.

But their luck seems to have run out, and it has not been good.

In the evening, it began to rain.

At first, the rain was light, and they could continue to move forward, but then the rain was heavy, and they had wounded people, so they could not continue to move forward, so they had to set up camp.

At first they thought it was ordinary rain, but it wasn't until midnight that their tents were corroded with holes the size of mung beans, and they realized that this rain was corrosive rain.