These quokkas are small (the largest is knee-high), they can't run fast, they can't climb, they don't have fangs, claws, armor, weapons, they're herbivores so they don't have any hunting skills, and they're not even exposed to the worst predators.

Now there are only more than 3,000 quokkas in Australia, most of which are bred in captivity, and these little guys are Internet celebrities, and the general public likes to take a few selfies with them.

Known as the happiest animals in the world, quokkas are said to be the reference model for Pikachu, with a completely healing smile, chubby cheeks, and a unique magic that puts you in a good mood all day.

Obviously, when this quokka appeared in the room, the cowboys knew it, after all, such a famous social star is very distinctive.

The quokka, which was less than 60 centimeters tall, was standing curiously inside the basket at this time, and after a cursory examination by Katie, everyone found that it was not injured, at most a little underground.

Its dark jewel-like eyes stare at the crowd and he doesn't mind taking selfies with the cowboys. Wallabas are not afraid of humans, on the contrary, they are very close to humans, and they are self-taught about selfie shots, and they can always pose one cute pose after another.

"They usually live in damp bushes to avoid the sun, but this time they may live in too low-lying places to run out on rainy days. As usual, they are small families, and there shouldn't be just one! ”

Katie was thinking hard about her mobile phone, and at this time, Wang Hao quietly returned to her room on the second floor to change clothes.

It's not a good feeling to be wet, and I don't have much to do right now. Wang Hao simply took a hot bath to make himself refreshed.

The windows of the room were not completely closed. A small gap was left for ventilation, but the wind was able to blow the curtains through this small gap. The strength of the wind can be imagined.

The flowers and plants on the balcony were already in a mess, the petals were falling to the ground, the branches and leaves were lying horizontally and vertically, and the shell wind chimes were all rolled into a ball. And when Wang Hao looked into the distance, he realized that he had forgotten something.

There was a grove beside the pasture, and these birch trees were growing straight, but now they were bent together, and these gathered trees behaved like this in the face of the storm, and what about the oak trees that grew alone on the hill?

The oak tree is the most important thing for the druids. It is also the source of magic in Wang Hao's body, and in the Druidian ritual, the oak tree is placed as a pivot to symbolize the wisdom of men; Its fruit is regarded as the sacred fruit of Druidism. In Greek mythology, the priests of Zeus would dip oak branches into the sacred spring when they performed the witchcraft of praying for rain. The oak tree is stout and tall with a luxuriant canopy, which is associated with human life.

Westerners think of the oak tree as a symbol of strength and strength. There is a saying in German that "you can't knock down an oak tree with one palm", and now the Druidic sect is in decline. It has a lot to do with the development of modern industry.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't sit still, he had to go and see the current situation of the oak tree, whether such a big oak tree would be blown off by the wind on the hill. Will it be torn off by the rainstorm, will it be struck by thunder.

"You take care of this quokka first, and I'll go out urgently. I'll be back in a while! Wang Hao's footsteps came from the stairs, and he couldn't see anyone else.

Little Susan, who had just woken up from a nap, hadn't had time to see Wang Hao. She could only pout and tease the tail of the soup bag.

The mud marks on the pickup truck had not yet dried, and Wang Hao drove it out again. It was difficult to find a way through the muddy grass without roads, and the car was upside down and down in the pasture, heading towards the oak tree.

Finally, Wang Hao came to the foot of the hill, he rolled down half of the window glass, looked at the oak trees on the top of the mountain fighting against the wind and rain, and couldn't help but feel excited.

Like a sword, like a sword, like a halberd, the copper branches and iron trunks face the horizon, and it flourishes and flourishes, and its branches stretch out, burying thick roots in the soil. Despite the rolling clouds and the storm, the oak trees remained firmly rooted in the earth and remained immovable in the storm.

The thick and heroic body of the oak tree, standing proudly in the wind and rain, can't help but make people awe-inspired.

Getting out of the car and approaching, Wang Hao could even hear the roar and laughter of the wind blowing through the oak leaves, and even feel the fighting spirit of the oak tree in its vigorous silence.

Except for Wang Hao, no one knows how long this tree has existed, from a branch to this sky-covering tree is only more than half a year, this is inseparable from Wang Hao's hard magic irrigation, of course, not to mention the oak tree's own resolute and tenacious growth, this may be the most fantastic place.

No matter how good the imagination is, no matter how good the imagination is, Wang Hao can't imagine that the dead branch in Wang Hao's original space ring can sprout and grow into what it is now. If you don't say it, cowboys think it's a tree that has been growing in pastures for decades.

The bark of the tree was a little chapped, and it looked like it had been many years old, and as a sacred relic of the Druidic lineage, this oak tree must have had its own extraordinary history, perhaps it had appeared in the images that had flashed in Wang Hao's mind.

Maybe the great druid once sacrificed under its tree, maybe all kinds of animals frolicked on it, maybe one after another druids died for it, such an old tree did not speak, but it was difficult for Wang Hao to calm down.

Wang Hao is also more courageous, not afraid of being struck by lightning with the oak tree, he put his hand on the trunk of the oak tree, feeling the magic of joy and joy from the oak tree to his body, feeling the warmth and comfort of family.

The sound of wind and rain in his ears seemed to subside, and Wang Hao's understanding of the druid deepened again, allowing it to blow and rain, sun and rain, fog and thunder, and the oak trees are not sad or happy here. If you don't endure the torture of wind and rain, how can you have an unyielding backbone.

The dense leaves of the oak trees are layered, and it is difficult for raindrops to penetrate them, so there is a small dry area under the tree. It's just that after being gathered by the leaves, occasionally a few relatively large water droplets "pop" and drop on the umbrella, making the umbrella surface concave.

Walking to the place where Ganoderma lucidum was planted next to the oak tree, Wang Hao curiously looked at the group of Ganoderma lucidum that was gradually taking shape. I put the fungus bag I bought from the Shenlong Shelf in the space ring and brought it here across thousands of mountains and rivers, these reishi mushrooms have become extremely tough under the polishing of the wild wind and rain, full of vitality, and there are oak trees on the side from time to time to exude magical power, once these Ganoderma lucidum are ripe, the medicinal effect is definitely extraordinary.

It's just that Wang Hao is a little drumming in his heart, will smuggling plants like this have an impact on the ecological environment of Australia, after all, he is not officially entered through the customs, in case of any impact, his ranch will be the first to suffer. (To be continued......)

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