Colorful clusters of light swirled around each other in the void, flying and colliding, splashing out dots of light.

The starlight exploded and then spun and attracted each other, colliding again and quickly merging.

This process is like a chemical reaction, and it is like the birth of a planet at the beginning of the universe.

The light eventually coalesced, coalescing into a lump, the surface blistering, the foam shattering, and the exploded material reintegrating into it.

Xu Zhifeng muttered to himself.

"Five grams of comfrey root, ten grams of Morinda officinalis, eight grams of five-flavor poria cocos, twelve grams of eucommia, and half a gram of iron snake tooth powder. ”

This dosage is just enough to refine ten grams of finished products, worth millions.

Although the other herbs are not cheap, their value is negligible compared to the core ingredient iron snake tooth powder.

Counting the value of iron snake tooth powder, the total cost of materials is more than 250,000 points, and the value of finished products is nearly four times.

This value-added ratio may seem exaggerated, but it is reasonable if you take into account the difficulty of refining and the labor costs charged by professional mystics who can refine medicines.

But Xu Zhifeng doesn't spend a penny, he produces and sells himself.

"Three points of fire, the temperature of the outer flame is 733 degrees Celsius. ”

Flames erupted from the void, fluttering, swaying and floating next to the ball of light.

"The outer flame heats up for thirty-nine minutes and seventeen seconds. ”

The flames moved slowly, and the flickering fireworks gradually approached the light clusters.

When heated, bubbles on the surface of the light cluster agitate more frequently, like boiling water.

"The crucible rotates at 1,300 revolutions per second. ”

The light in the flames spun violently.

But not a single drop of water was shaken off, and the entire cluster of light seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier.

After a long time, the ball of light suspended in the air stopped changing and turned into a round drop of pitch-black liquid.

"The synthesis was successful. Well, the perfection is 99.99%. Before I became a mysticist, I had a bit of self-preservation. ”

"Let's go!"

Directly below the pitch-black droplets, a gleaming void gradually emerged.

The droplets were sucked in with a whoosh.

The cavity closes quickly.

"Alas, I'm so poor. Today's 10-gram delivery quota has been used up again, and it's been more than half a year, come on, little brother! Hurry up and grow up!"

"It's so lonely to work alone. ”

......

The afterglow of the setting sun fills the ground.

The breeze is blowing, and the grass waves on the endless grass fields are like the sea.

This is the eighth planting area of Wenxing Town, where Xu Zhifeng's responsibility field is located.

The plain is divided into countless regular squares.

The fields are covered with a kind of grass called Xuanling grass.

It cannot be eaten and has no value in processing into a product.

But people just have to plant it.

Xuanling grass occupies 90% of the cultivated land.

Planting grass is the innate mission of 90% of people in the world.

Growers take care of Xuanling grass like their own children.

No. 078132 field is Xu Zhifeng's responsibility field.

His field is different from others.

The average height of his Xuanling Grass was about one and a half meters, but the tallest of others did not exceed one meter.

On both sides of the road, on the left is a thick branch and a large leaf of one meter and five, and on the right is a fine hemp stalk of less than one meter.

Is he more diligent than others?

No.

At this time, he was taking a nap in a rocking chair on the terrace next to his field.

Crunch...... Crunch......

The rocking chair rocks at a steady pace and with balanced dynamics.

A metal rod is attached to the rocking chair.

The other end of the metal rod is fastened to a machine.

The machine pulls the pillar in a circular motion, driving the metal rod back and forth, causing the rocking chair to shake gently.

Strictly speaking, this thing is not mechanical.

It's a humanoid robot toy that looks tattered.

The right arm is broken and missing.

The left arm is intact, and the round shield is facing forward.

Such a tragic situation does not diminish the majesty of its prototype.

Its body leans forward slightly, with its left foot stepping forward, its right foot supporting the ground, and facing it straight in front of it, as if it is facing the enemy.

It's a pity that its rotating shield was used as a rocking chair machine, which ruined its momentum.

The young man lying in the rocking chair was Manager Xu Da.

He blatantly touched the fish with style.

He put his hands behind his head, used them as pillows, and raised them high with his left and right feet crossed, and put them on the glass-faced iron table.

At this time, his eyes were closed, his lips were slightly open, and he slept soundly.

As the rocking chair shook, the transparent plastic ball hanging from the keychain on his right waist rubbed gently against the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

Suddenly, the center of the plastic ball glowed with a black color that could not be detected by the naked eye.

The black grew out of invisibility and rapidly expanded until it became a round droplet.

The black droplets continued to grow in size and eventually filled just enough with plastic balls, reflecting a faint glow of foam in the sunlight.

If he has a system.

That's when there should be a sound.

"Ding, host, your E-class disposable liquid has arrived, please pay attention to check. ”

But he didn't, and he slept peacefully.

"Fly! Fly for me! Go over there! Over there! Stupid birds!"

Suddenly, a roaring noise broke the silence outside the balcony railing.

Xu Zhifeng opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously pinched the black ball on his waist.

After a brief moment of nervousness, his rapidly recovering mind had already recognized the owner of the voice, let go of his right hand, and rolled his eyes.

These two fools.

He thought to himself.

He didn't speak, but watched quietly at the frightened birds rising from the grass fields.

Densely packed, overwhelming, thousands.

No one would have dared to believe that such a large flock of birds was hidden in this small square field unless they saw it with their own eyes.

A middle-aged man with sloppy long hair and knotted hair oil was standing on the edge of Xu Zhifeng's field, waving his arms wildly, and his body twisted like a seaweed dance.

The middle-aged man tried to guide the startled birds to the field on the right.

Xu Zhifeng was not in a hurry at all, just quietly watched the middle-aged funny performance.

A moment later, the dark clouds composed of birds drew a large circle in the air, and fell back to Xu Zhifeng's square field one after another.

Only this time they chose to stay away from the other corner of the middle-aged man.

They jumped happily, and from time to time they stretched out their paws and gently pulled the soil twice, and took out an egg from the ground, or pecked a soft white worm, threw it up, and then opened its beak to swallow the worm.

Or, they spread their legs slightly, pulled down a white dung the size of a sesame seed next to the thick roots of the grass, and glanced disdainfully at the middle-aged man in the distance with their golden eyes, as if laughing at the stupidity that disturbed their peace.

The bird's eyes are so golden that they can even shine like a metallic glow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The middle-aged man finally stopped dancing and looked back at the terrace with a resentful face.

"Xu Zhifeng, you are stealing electricity again, believe it or not, I will go to the management office to report you. ”

With one hand, he pointed to the rocking chair, which was still rocking to himself, and with the other he rubbed his plastered palm against his clothes.

Xu Zhifeng shrugged, "Go, I won't stop you." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked back at the tall grass behind him.

He was silent.

Xu Zhifeng's Xuanling grass is planted well, and others have more than one and a half pieces on the top of a field, just use more electricity, and the management office must turn a blind eye.

He didn't expect this sentence to blackmail Xu Zhifeng, but he was unwilling.

The middle-aged man sat down on the ground and looked up at him.

Why is the gap between these people so big?