Ximen Cong lay down next to Nan Fei, a heather planter, and looked at its open white petals boredly.

It's still the same familiar smell, but after smelling it for a long time, it makes Simon Satoshi's brain a little dizzy.

"Why haven't you come back?"

"Are you sure you said she'd come back after she went to see the house?"

Simon opened his mouth lazily.

"Yes, why don't you go back to the rebels now."

"I'm going to deliver a message to the vegetative people in the royal city too."

Heather plant man Nan Fei said.

"How do you go about delivering a message? I see that your lower body is degraded, can you still walk? ”

"I can still barely walk, but it's easy for me to deliver a message to the vegetative people in the royal city, and I don't have to walk too much."

"Oh? I'll listen to how easy it is. ”

Ximen Cong was curious, he wanted to hear how Nan Fei was wearing a pair of pants with the vegetative people in the royal city.

"I took two small steps, and then stretched my roots as hard as I could, intertwining with the roots of nearby vegetative people."

"Send the message I'm going to deliver with your roots, and their roots accept it, and they understand."

"Then, like me, they stretched out their roots and passed the message to the vegetative people around them."

"That's it, one to ten, ten to hundred."

"Because our ornamental plants have degraded a bit, the roots are as long as they were when they were plants."

"Our roots are much longer than those of you who have evolved to the point of being almost non-existent."

"My root length is only moderate among these ornamental plants, so I need to walk a few steps before I can get the word out to all the vegetative people around me."

"There are also vegetative people with much longer roots than mine, and they don't have to move around at all, they can twist their roots with the roots of the vegetative people around them to deliver messages."

Simon nodded his head and understood how the vegetative person transmitted the message through the roots.

"Length seems to be important not only for men, but also for those in vegetative places."

"An inch long, an inch strong, what you say is true."

Simon Satoshi sighed, and somehow sighed inwardly.

"You know that there are five ornamental plant belts in the royal city, and we have the outermost ornamental plant belt here, called the 'Five Rings'."

"If we in the vegetative people of the fifth ring want to pass the news to the vegetative people in the fourth ring, we need a vegetative man with huge roots."

"The vegetative people between the rings transmit messages to each other, and they all need such vegetative people with huge roots and long roots that can connect two ornamental plant belts."

"It just so happens that in every ornamental plant belt, there are several such vegetative people with incomparably long roots connecting the two rings."

"Therefore, the vegetative people in our five ornamental plant belts are all informed."

"Since it's boring to stay here, we like to wrap our roots together, chat, and relieve boredom."

"And we don't have to come together and talk in groups, and we don't have too much useless physical contact."

"So, it doesn't arouse suspicion among the people who come to see our perfect plants from time to time."

After Nan Fei finished speaking, he walked a few steps, with a constipation-like face, and used his whole body to exert force.

Simon Satoshi knew that it was already trying to stretch its roots and deliver the message to the nearby vegetative people.

"I knew that the roots of the plants on this Isle of Ascension were unusual."

"When I was a green onion and didn't evolve, I noticed that my roots were abnormally long."

"In reality, the roots of green onions are very short."

"I wondered why the roots of my ordinary green onion were so long, I couldn't imagine it."

"Listening to Nan Fei say this, I found that this is actually normal."

"Because the roots of my plant onion are only medium among these plants."

"But it's much better than when I was a man."

These words came to Ximen Cong's mind, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed him, and he seemed to think of something again.

His cat body moved towards where Nan Fei was.

"Nan Fei, help me find a vegetative person."

"Looking for whom?"

Nan Fei, a heather vegetative man, was entangled with other vegetative people while talking to Ximen Cong.

"I don't know what it's called."

"Then how do I find it?"

"All I know is the name of its husband."

"Oh?"

"Its husband's name is Agnè."

Simon didn't directly say that Agnie was dead, and he thought it would be better to tell Agné's wife in person.

"You're looking for Agnè's wife, aren't you?"

Simon Stoshi nodded the cat's head frantically, and then said: "Yes, yes, Agnes is also a vegetative person, and his wife was captured in the royal city as an ornamental plant. ”

He paused, looked thoughtful, and then continued.

"It longs so badly to see its wife, to be born, to die, to be green, to be yellow, to be lush, to wither, to be in the light, to be in the dark, to the flesh, and even more to the soul."

"So I helped it find news of its wife."

"If you have news of Agnè's wife, tell me where it is, and I'll go see it."

"Agnie said something very important to me and asked me to tell his wife personally."

Ximen Satoshi's tone was a little sad, but Nan Fei, a heather vegetative person, was concentrating on communicating with other vegetative people with his roots, and only heard the meaning of his words clearly, and didn't care about the tone of his words.

"Okay, I'll pass on the news that you're looking for Agnè's wife to the other vegetative people right now."

Simon Satoshi subconsciously moved the cat's head, and a page appeared in his mind, and the page was written in a crooked font, as if it had been written in a dark and lightless environment.

"Maybe you and I will end up missing"

"But you should know that I will always be emotionally attracted to you"

"My heart stays only for you for the rest of my life"

"My heart beats only for you"

……

"Hey, the poems in "Agnès's Love Story" are so good!"

"But, Agnès..."

Simon Satoshi was a little sad for Agné, and his sorrow for Agné gradually increased over time.

And in the beginning, his feelings for Agnes were not so deep.

Maybe it's because he finished reading "Agnès's Love Tales".

After a while, Ximen Cong's cat's eyes saw a tremor from the body of Nan Fei, a heather vegetative person.

"Is this the end?"

Thinking so, he said, "Have you delivered all the messages you want to deliver?" ”

"The news has already been delivered, and it is very fast to deliver the news with the roots, and I was just catching up with those vegetative people and chatting for a while."

"I'm going to take a few steps over there now, and use my roots to deliver a message to the vegetative people over there."

"Hey, my roots are still too short, and I envy those vegetative people who can use their huge roots to convey messages to all the vegetative people around them while standing still."

Simon Satoshi asked curiously, "How many vegetative roots can you intertwine with at one time?" ”

"A few are counted, one is not too little, no more is not too much."

After Nan Fei finished speaking, his body moved.

After a while, as the body of the heather vegetative man Nan Fei shook several times, it had already finished delivering the news to the neighboring plant people around it.

The following vegetative people who got the news of Nan Fei will continue to be responsible for passing on the news one by one with their roots.

"I'm done, I'm done."

"Well, why hasn't Shame come yet, if she doesn't come, I can't finish it."

"I think you should go back to the rebels first, and when Shame comes to me again, I will definitely tell her not to go anywhere, just wait for you here."

Ximen Satoshi thought about it and felt that it was not a matter to wait like this, and it would be very bad if something went wrong.

"Alright, I'll go back to the rebels now."

"When I came, they asked me to ask what you thought about it."

"You couldn't agree more than that, don't you?"

Satoshi Simon confirmed.

"Isn't that right? That's not how I see it. ”

Simon Cong seemed to have been flattened by a question mark falling from the sky, and he couldn't understand what Nan Fei meant.

"And what do you think?"

"I don't very much agree with the idea that the rebels' vegetative people are coming into the royal city to help us, but it's very, very, very, very... Agreed, you have to express me reasonably and accurately, understand? ”