As a child, Gandas's dream was to own a castle, even if it was a small castle for a down-and-out aristocracy. However, this dream was only a delusion in the mind of little Gandas, so every morning he sat on the dilapidated wooden threshold of the slum and watched the Mendel family castle in the city slowly open up and became one of the few pleasures he had besides picking up garbage and wrestling with bears. Until that day, the stupid son of the Mendel family came to him, and the wave of counter-offensive representing death for the civilian population began.

Gandas stood in the backyard of the castle, looking up at this small castle that belonged only to him, recalling the past, and sighing.

"Hey! Don't be idle, old man. I said yes to help. Wang Fugui cursed and peeked out of a small dirt pit with his big head.

This is the backyard of the castle of the Dean of the Holy Seed Academy, Gandath, and there is always some dirty and messy place in every place that looks tall, and unfortunately, this is one of them. Gandas, who has lived in a dirty and chaotic life since he was a child, naturally doesn't know much about the cleanliness of high-class life, and if it weren't for his unreliable maid plant mother Asahaba, his dean's office would have been a nowhere to be. But even so, he still can't change his habit of throwing things around, just like he throws the corpses of the Apostles of Disaster (mainly humans who believe in disasters and some intelligent races who are trying to return) on the battlefield, even if he is reminded by his comrades many times, he still can't change this habit.

"How to speak, how to say I am also your teacher." Gandath's white beard shook, and the majesty of the elders was revealed.

"Cut, if it weren't for the fact that there were only a few of your students left, I wouldn't know if you would recognize me." Wang Fugui is not a person who respects teachers, last time he was completely asking for others, but this time it is different.

"Hehe, have you ever heard a sentence from Dongzhou, 'Lao Tzu is your teacher one day, and you will be your father for the rest of your life!' ”

"How do you feel that this sentence becomes a curse in your mouth." Wang Fugui was still scolding, but he pouted the shovel and dug out a pile of paper from the soil, "What the hell is this, you won't still here, right, looking at the amount of paper, old man, you have a bad stomach again?" ”

"Am I that immoral?"

"When you were teasing our Banbanhua, you were a piece of garbage in my eyes." Wang Fugui smiled, "Don't think that I forgot the previous thing when I was serious when I saw you last time, your method of grabbing fertilizer reminds me of your feat at that time." ”

"If you talk like this again, believe it or not, I'll use to smudge your face again!" Gandath flipped through the pile of papers, and Whitebeard was furious.

"Lao Tzu is no longer a gardener, what reason do you have, ah!"

"Hmm...... This seems to be Mendel's "Conjecture of Controlled Variation of Plant Niang". Gandas ignored Wang Fugui's commotion and pointed to the pile of waste paper in his hand.

"! I think this thing is the only one! I remember that after the disappearance, the Ministry of Agriculture searched for a long time, and you did it! ”

"Respect the teacher, do you understand?" Gandath patted Wang Fugui's head with waste paper.

"MD, if I can't beat you!"

"With all due respect, even if your gang of plant mothers are resurrected, you won't be able to beat me." Although Gandas looks old and thin, as a former student, Wang Fugui is still very aware of this guy's strength, compared to his perverted physique that can rampage between disasters, his rough teaching methods are not worth mentioning, to sum up, that is, "If you can't learn, continue to learn, don't ask me, I won't." ”

However, after the end of the counteroffensive, only Gandath was able to take over the reorganization of the Holy Seed Academy, and the dazzling stars in those waves either fell in the final madness of the disaster, or quickly degenerated after peace, and most of the survivors also chose to return to their respective families, and in their eyes, the interests of the family were always higher than those of the mainland. Only Gandas remained in the ruined Academy of the Holy Seed, and the rampant disasters destroyed too many things, and when Mendel died on the shores of the lake, Gandas was left without concern on the mainland.

His life is too hard, he has killed too many relatives and friends, and even Ashitaba, who has thick nerves, has faced the danger of death several times. When one of his students dies in accidents or man-made accidents, he knows that this is probably the end of his life. There are only two students left, one is the same bad boy in front of him, although his student career has caused trouble for Gandas, and he has not mastered what he can learn, but he has become one of Gandas's most successful students, and he is also the one he fears the most.

"What do you want to learn?" That year, Gandas asked Wang Fugui that he was dragging two corpses, it was his parents, they died in the last madness of the disaster, and they also became Wang Fugui's tuition.

"Save the world." The young Wang Fugui said firmly.

"I'm afraid it's going to be hard."

"Then destroy it." He thought for a while, grinned, and those white teeth became Gandas's first impression of Wang Fugui.

It is difficult for Gandath to define Wang Fugui's current behavior, does he want to save or destroy? Gandas knew very well that Wang Fugui might not have this ability, but he definitely had this kind of courage, and by the time he dragged his parents' corpses to Gandas with his young body, he had become a gambler, a gambler who could put anything, even the world, on the table.

He doesn't care if he saves or destroys, so leave it to the dice in the hands of the dealer named Fate.

"Hey! Old man, are you listening to me? Wang Fugui shouted, pulling Gandas out of his thoughts.

"What?" Gandath shook his white beard, and he didn't know what medicine Asutaba had taken wrong, so he had to save it himself, saying that he would be more like an old grandfather, obviously she had said that she would look younger when she shaved it off.

Gandas decided not to make any conclusions about Wang Fugui, it didn't make sense, as a gardener in the last counteroffensive period in the human race, he had his own rules, as long as it was an internal matter of the human race, he would never get involved, just like when Wang Fugui and Xu Borion killed his most accomplished student on the surface, he only sighed on the side, "It's really embarrassing".

Besides, human beings have no power to destroy the world.

"Although I know you have a habit of littering things, don't throw these away, don't hold a book if you can't read." Wang Fugui shook the latest book unearthed from the soil, different from the previous "Plant Niang Controllable Mutation Conjecture", it is very well preserved, after all, it is a tough brick-like "Plant Encyclopedia", it looks very ordinary, but this is the first edition, it can be traced back to three thousand years ago antiques.

"Stinky boy, isn't it undersmoking." Gandas snatched the bricks from Wang Fugui's hand, oh no, "Plant Encyclopedia," "Back then, Lao Tzu used his guy to overturn Nanzhou's [drought], do you want to try it?" ”

"No, no, no." Wang Fugui laughed and threw another shovel into the pit, and suddenly, his face changed greatly.

"Got it?" Gandath immediately became serious.

"The ability of the paparazzi of the Hubery family to dig pits is not simple." Wang Fugui smiled, Gandas took a closer look, and there was a crystal coffin under the pit, and there was a girl lying in it, the light was dim, he couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but when he thought about it, he knew that she was the sunflower of the Humberion family.

"Hmph, I knew it would be here, that little guy called Whatta is too easy to deceive." Wang Fugui had an unfathomable smile on his face, and he gently slapped the crystal coffin with his hand.

Gandath felt a palpable fluctuation in energy.

The ground near a few crooked-necked trees in the backyard began to roll without a single vibration, not even a sound, and the black-brown hard soil cracked a few holes out of thin air.

Three crystal coffins rose from the ground, they glittered in the orange-red sunset of dusk, and inside lay a girl, this time Gandath could see clearly, all sunflowers.

"One, two, three......," Wang Fugui jumped, making a hollow sound under his feet, "four." ”

"Hybrion is still so annoying, not three, not five, but four, it's really uncomfortable to watch." Wang Fugui said to Gandas, he grinned.

Dean Gandas was not surprised by what was happening in front of him, he knew that Wang Fugui had some special abilities, and at the same time, he also knew that Wang Fugui had lost his talent as a gardener, and he was an "ordinary" person who could not have a plant mother in the fundamental sense.

"Hehe, it seems that Hybrion did it anyway." Gandath looked at the several crystal coffins that slowly fell to the ground, and he smiled, "Although I have heard about it for a long time, I didn't expect him to do such a thing to his plant mother." ”

"He's essentially the same as me." Wang Fugui has not stopped the weird smile on his face.

Gandas suddenly woke up at this time, Wang Fugui also treated the plant girl like this, they don't care about the plant girl, in the eyes of people like Wang Fugui and Xu Borion, the result is always more important than the process, after all, gambling never cares about the final winnings.

"Besides." Wang Fugui continued, "These are not the plants he grows. ”

Gandath glanced at the sunflowers in the crystal coffin again.

"You're here so I can see for myself what I've been hearing for a long time?" His voice was hoarse but full of energy, and it was hard to believe that he was an old man who had lived for hundreds of years and had entered the twilight of his gardener's life, "I don't get involved much in the affairs of you young people. ”

"Hybrion seems to have colluded with the disaster."

Suddenly, the surrounding time and space seemed to be frozen, Wang Fugui felt a murderous aura, it had been quiet for hundreds of years, and it had been brewing for hundreds of years, he felt that his hands and feet couldn't move at all, and a trace of cold sweat left from his forehead.

"Ahh

"Old fellow! It's time to eat! Asutaba's voice came from above.

"What are you going to do with these?"

"Hey, hey, hey—" Wang Fugui didn't answer.