Chapter 103: Planting the Seeds of Hope (2)
Gong Yaming once read a treatise in the Sidley Library that analyzed the origin of the universe from the perspective of naΓ―ve macroscopic theoretical physics of the earth's native civilization.
According to this treatise, the universe was originally formed by a huge explosion at a base point of extremely high mass and temperature, and then rapidly expanded outward.
Although even in today's highly developed interstellar age, human beings have not really solved the mystery of the creation of the universe, Gong Yaming has always believed that this theory of the Big Bang is extremely absurd.
However, when he dived the avatar into the mutant banyan tree seed buried in the soil in the form of consciousness, the brilliant picture that appeared in his mind made Gong Yaming involuntarily think of a tiny base point, which produced a vast universe.
In the dark, silent and vast space, a little emerald green light is suspended in the center, that light point seems insignificant, but it contains infinite potential vitality.
With his eyes tightly closed, Gong Yaming stood less than 20 centimeters away from the seeds of the banyan tree, and muttered incoherently with an excited expression: "Vitality, that is vitality, it turns out that no matter how small the vitality is, it is vigorous and great simply to feel it with consciousness."
A seed sprouts, grows, matures, and is conceived, and thousands of seeds float in the dead wilderness, giving birth to the hope of life.
To have a seed is to own the whole world..."
Although he couldn't hear what the owner next to him was whispering, Mywell, who was experienced in growing food seeds as a stand-in, immediately shouted, "Mr. Gong has begun to prepare for the vitality of enlightening food seeds."
Raul, immediately turn the light to maximum power and prepare to shine; Santan, 12.5 g fertilization preparation; Hand me the basic light modifier in the long run, quick..."
While Mywell was hurriedly but methodically making preparations, Gong Yaming had instinctively driven the stand-in and carefully flew towards the tiny green cardinal point.
After the stand-in infiltrated the food seed with ideology, the spatial structure in which he was located had completely subverted common sense, and after flying for a long time, Gong Yaming felt that he was indeed getting closer to the green base point, but he could not reach it in any way.
Feeling that what happened to him was completely different from the process of the stand-in in the book to inspire the food seeds to come to life, Gong Yaming vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart.
He had the intention to stop, and then asked the experienced Maiwell if there was something wrong with his own steps to inspire vitality.
But when he thought of Maiwell's previous admonition that 'in order to achieve the best food quality for mature plants, it is best for you to inspire food seeds to come alive, not intermittently, but once', Gong Yaming resisted his impulse.
Although a food seed is now nothing to him in terms of value, it is not a pity to waste it.
But for the first food seed that he has always cherished with him, Gong Yaming naturally has a special feeling of cherishing in his heart, and he will definitely not give up until he has to.
Taking a deep breath, Gong Yaming began to try to approach the green base point again, but after flying for a long time, his double still did not have the slightest sign of touching the green base point.
At this time, Maiwell, who was standing on the side, also noticed the abnormality of the situation, but he knew that any action he took to distract the gold owner now would only make the situation worse, so he could only endure it.
Feeling that it was not a way to continue to try carefully, Gong Yaming thought about it, gritted his teeth, and began to concentrate on driving the stand-in, rushing towards the green base point at full speed.
Forgetting the time and distance, gradually, he felt his whole body burn more and more, and his head began to stinging in an unbearable way.
Because of his tenacious willpower, Gong Yaming's physical discomfort was initially suppressed in his heart, and he looked nothing unusual on the outside.
But human beings always have the limit of their patience, and in the end, Gong Yaming still frowned tightly, his body trembled slightly, and his originally gentle breathing turned into a big gasp.
"Mywell Agronomist, how could Gong Xian be so miserable?" Seeing Gong Yaming's appearance getting worse and worse, a trace of nervousness appeared on Han Aiyuan's calm face, and she frowned and asked Mywell: "Although I don't have a professional surname for growing food seeds.
But from the treatises and books I have read in this area, I have not seen that when the food seed is brought to life, the stand-in goes through such a painful process. β
To Han Aiyuan's question, Maiwell replied even more panickedly: "Miss Han Aiyuan, I don't know why Mr. Gong is acting so painfully.
According to common sense, there is no danger when an F-class stand-in allows the cultivation of low-grade food seeds such as banyan trees.
However, after all, the stand-in ability is a mysterious science involving the soul, and I think since Mr. Bow is in such a bad situation, maybe we should stop him first. β
"So can you guarantee that we won't make things worse by disturbing Gong Xian now?" Han Aiyuan secretly took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked calmly.
"I can't." Mywell shook his head in panic and said.
When Han Aiyuan and Mai Wei discussed ways to rescue Gong Yaming from the predicament, but found nothing, Gong Yaming already felt that his barely maintained stand-in was rushing at full speed, reaching the limit of what his consciousness and body could handle.
At this moment, Gong Yaming felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, evaporating out of his body, and his spirit was also like driving a stand-in to control the war machine, fighting at high intensity for dozens of hours in a row, and it was about to be exhausted.
Now it can be said that only the persistence and stubbornness that has just sprouted from genes in the surname are left, maintaining his unconscious persistence until he succeeds or completely collapses physically and mentally.
Black and blue blood vessels like thick earthworms appeared on Gong Yaming's face, although he still had his eyes closed, but from the constantly bulging eyelids, it was inferred that Gong Yaming's intraocular pressure was about to push his eyeballs out of his sockets.
"I think, Miss Han Aiyuan, I, we should take the risk of stopping Mr. Gong from continuing," Seeing all this, Maiwell forced himself to endure horror and disgust and said, "No matter how bad the situation is, it will not be worse than now..."
Just as Maiwell stammered his suggestion, a weak, young plant root sprouted out of the soil, and at the same time, Gong Yaming said in a hoarse voice: "Nourishment, give it nourishment." β
Hearing Gong Yaming's voice, the almost cracked blood vessels on his face were slowly disappearing, Mai Wei was flustered for a few seconds, let out a long sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Mr. Gong, you have come to your senses, this is really good, please rest assured, the rest of the matter will be handled by us professionals."
Jason, you go and mix some high-concentration potassium fertilizer, and it seems that the tolerance of this mutant banyan tree is much higher than that of ordinary banyan trees, so prepare 300 grams..."
After opening his eyes, which were a little out of focus, he gradually refocused, and saw that two agronomists and 8 or 9 agronomic assistants had already worked hard to inspire vitality around him, and the mutant banyan tree seedlings that germinated from the soil were busy, and Gong Yaming breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he wanted to get closer to see the development of the seedlings, but unexpectedly, his body could not support it, but he staggered back a few steps.
Han Aiyuan walked quickly to Gong Yaming quietly, helped him naturally, and persuaded softly: "Gong Xian, it's hard work."
You've done your job, and like Marvell Agronomist said, leave the rest to the professionals. β
"Miss Ai Yuan, after I graduated from senior high school, I quit doing things halfway," Gong Yaming said with a reluctant smile: "Within 3 hours after the food seed germinates, you also need to use its stand-in to assimilate the synchronization rate, and use it in the future to have the best effect."
So, I'm not done yet. β
Gong Yaming, who had regained some strength as he spoke, gently broke free from Han Aiyuan's support, slowly walked to Mywell's side, looked at the banyan tree seedlings in front of him, which had grown from more than 10 centimeters to more than 20 centimeters in less than a few minutes, and asked, "Mywell Agronomist, is my banyan tree developing well?" β
"Okay, that's a bit too much, Mr. Gong," Mywell replied with a little distraction, staring at the sapling at his feet, "In three minutes, it has absorbed 120 grams of nitrogen and potassium fertilizer, and its size has doubled."
Even if the food seeds used by the stand-in are specially treated, after germination, and grow quickly, it will never be so fast, it is hard to imagine, it is like no fertilizer tolerance, and it will absorb as much fertilizer as you want!
I've never come across a plant like this, and I have to look at it and judge what to do next. β
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