Xiaoyou is also very worried, this question has been pressed in his heart, and he has been frightened for the past three months.

"Probably not, in the past three months, I haven't seen any small movements from them, if they want to eat, they will eat it a long time ago, doesn't it mean that the same clan doesn't eat."

Although Mo Ju was worried in his heart, he could only comfort himself like this now.

"Let's take a look at it again, this herb is very effective, I remember it, maybe I will use it later."

Xiao Yu regained her instincts again, but there was no small book to remember.

"Have a good rest, strive to be able to move normally as soon as possible, and don't have to be controlled by others like this."

Mo Ju was also secretly cheering up in his heart, and also reminded Xiao You.

"Well, stay safe."

The two men looked at each other, and then returned to their own rooms with difficulty.

Lying in bed to recuperate, tired, very tired, just after saying these words, I felt that my physical strength had been exhausted.

Now the two of them can only hope that the two fathers and daughters are really saving themselves, instead of fattening up and then eating.

"Da Lang, Erya, get up, today is a blessing for you."

Not long after the two of them lay down, they only heard the loud voice of the big girl outside.

Hearing the shout, they could only struggle to get up and walk out of the room, looking at the big girl's hand.

It's meat! The two of them were secretly happy, this is meat!!

I saw a little vole holding it in the big girl's hand, and the two little eyes were still dripping and rolling.

"It's really a blessing."

Three months ago, Mo Ju didn't have much idea about meat.

But after three months of hard life, I could only drink rice soup and herbs every day.

Meat seems to be so tempting now, and he has a feeling of identifying with the big girl.

Make a fire, boil water, dispose of the little voles, and then stew a pot of soup.

Sure enough, it is delicious, I don't know the taste of meat in March, this meat taste is very nostalgic, drinking this hard-won vole soup, Mo Ju is full of emotion.

used to be disdainful of meat, and he wanted to eat as much as he wanted, but now a small vole makes people feel so emotional, it's really a trick.

The four of them drank the soup in the pot after dividing it by two, not to mention, the cooking level of the eldest girl is getting better and better, and it seems that she can marry a good family.

After eating, while he was resting, the old farmer brought two gourd scoops.

One was full of a scoop of millet, and the other was empty.

He smiled and said to the two men:

"Come, give you this, and count it when you're bored later."

The two of them looked at it, they were all confused, what is this for? Count the grains of rice?

"That's right, it's just counting the grains of rice, counting them one by one, and then counting them back, the two of you just come together, it's good for you, don't count wrong, I'll check."

After the old farmer finished speaking, he put down the gourd scoop, and did not explain anything, so he went to work on other things.

Although the two of them are puzzled, there is nothing else to do now, so it is good to give this a try.

Anyway, it's a little bit of recovery, and idleness is idle, and this doesn't seem to be a bother.

But that's easier said than done.

The millet grains are too small.

It's hard to look at, and it's not easy to pinch a grain, and if you're not careful, you'll pinch too much.

Not to mention that in the current state of the two people, it is laborious to move their fingers, and then concentrate on distinguishing whether it is a millet grain, which is really time-consuming, laborious and energy-consuming.

However, the two of them did not give up, since they did it, they had to do their best.

Fighting the spirit, one by one the millet grains were picked up, and then the number was counted, and then put into another scoop, repeating it was boring, and it was necessary to concentrate.

It's more boring than before, okay? Is this really good for yourself?

A huge question arose in Mo Ju's heart.

I don't know if there is any benefit, it is true that only people are tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

I didn't count much, and my fingers began to disobey the command a little, and I couldn't pinch a small grain of rice.

And after staring for a long time, my spirit didn't begin to be so concentrated, and my eyes were a little erratic.

The two of them felt too tired and bored, looked at each other, and then stopped to rest for a while.

We talked about our thoughts and decided on a course of action for the future.

The two of them felt that they had almost rested, so they began to count again.

But as soon as I started my hand, I was stunned, just now... How many ??? did you count

Oh! O heaven, O earth!

Why is this happening!

They glanced at each other again, and no one paid much attention to it just now, and they didn't remember what that number was.

In desperation, I had to pour the rice back and start again.

Speechless, tears flowing, when is this day a head? . .

The silent cry in my heart seems to have spread far, far away, but who can hear it.

The boredom continued, half a day passed, and when night fell, the two of them finally ended this boring activity.

The old farmer looked at the few grains of rice that the two had numbered, and he didn't say anything.

He just said lightly:

Tomorrow continues, persevere, don't count wrong.

Then he didn't speak again, just let the two of them go to eat and regain their strength.

The rice is very simple, it has been this for three months, millet porridge with steamed buns, and a little pickles.

It was only after eating dinner that the two of them were poured a bowl of medicinal soup after they had eaten and their appetite was eliminated, so that the two of them went back to sleep.

"Hey, when will I be able to eat another piece of meat?"

Mo Ju is extremely nostalgic, and I don't know how other people are, whether they are as boring as himself.

Is this the 70-point area?

Wouldn't it be better if it was in the area below 70 points?

Three months have passed like this, how long has it been outside?

Is there really no problem? Did you choose the wrong one?

One by one, the thoughts swirled in Mo Ju's mind, and they were chaotic, making people unable to sleep for a long time.

I fell asleep after a long time of confusion, and when I woke up again, it was already dark outside.

No one came to urge Mo Ju again, probably knowing that he slept late, but just let him lie quietly on the bed.

Mo Ju got up and walked out, only to see that Xiao You was already counting rice grains, very careful and focused.

Even if Mo Ju came over, she didn't say hello.

Mo Ju suddenly woke up, what was going on with him?

Why was it so lost all of a sudden?

When did you learn to withdraw yourself?

Look at Senior Sister Xiaoyou, shouldn't this be what you want to do?

Mo Ju silently retreated, and after a quick wash, he walked back again.

It's just that this time his spirit is much better, and there is a world of difference compared to just now.

Sitting quietly beside Xiao You, the two of them started the day's activities again.

A few grains of rice, one, two, very quiet, no noise.

The sky is bright and the breeze is blowing, as always.

The millet grains were placed in the gourd scoop one by one.

The number was a little more, and the sound sounded, the sound of rice grains colliding.

It is also the cheer of rice grains for the return of their companions.

Persist in counting, do not stop, focus on the spirit, do not relax.

This time the two of them were completely immersed inside, and they could no longer hear any sound outside.

There are only numbers in my head, and only the cheers of millet grains in my ears.

The old farmer outside came home, looked at the two people who were focused, nodded slightly, and praised secretly:

"Very good, two good seedlings."

He involuntarily reached out and touched the badge under his clothes.

"This year's mission seems to be completed, and I should be able to go back."

Looking at the daughter running all over the mountains in the distance, her eyes were gentle.

Time flies unhurriedly, the light alternates between light and dark, day after day.

Gradually, the time it takes for two people to count rice grains is getting shorter and shorter, and now it is effortless to count a scoop of rice grains.

With a long breath, his body also made an inexplicable sound, and Mo Ju felt that he had gained a lot of weight.

"Delusion, definite delusion."

Mo Ju was thinking about it, and the old farmer had already walked over.

"It's good that you've been able to recover like this in such a short time, it seems that the potential is very good, young man."

The old farmer looked at the two of them with great satisfaction, and then they chatted.

"Brother is also hard, waiting in such a place where birds don't, this is really a hard life, if you can't meet someone, wouldn't you have to stay here for a lifetime?"

Through this period of communication, Mo Ju finally knew the origin of these two people.

It turned out that all this was arranged by the academy, and he, like Pan An, was a guide, and he provided initial help to those who came to the trial, but this task was not easy to complete.

The trial star, legend has it that it was the source of the last galactic surge.

Through the efforts of the various races of the galaxy, they stayed in this place.

After a long period of exploration, it has developed to this extent.

This planet is so big that you can't see a human figure for a hundred miles.

And the academy is to disperse all the trial personnel, after falling, it is still necessary to look at the opportunity, if you can't find the corresponding guide, the task of the guide will continue.

This old farmer is like that, he has been waiting here for decades.

He used to come with his wife, and now his daughters are all grown up.

Because the previous waves of trialists did not survive it, they were directly hung at the initial point.

Not to mention going to the return point to inform the pick-up, they can only continue to wait here.

It's embarrassing to think about.

"Okay, since you have a certain ability to act, some things can also be handed over to you to do, however, don't leave this place too far, if it's too far, I can't guarantee your safety, remember, this is not as safe as you have seen in the past few months, don't look at the big girl often running around the mountains, that's just the safe area after I cleaned up, even if I don't dare to go too far outside, and at night, I must not go out, this is a lesson from the past, this is also the iron law of survival on this planet."

The old farmer seemed to have more words, and he said a lot at once.

"Got it, thank you, brother."

Mo Ju said gratefully.

"It should be, it should be, okay, don't say much, your physical strength is far from enough, you have to continue to strengthen it below, and it seems that the training will also increase some intensity."