A small, one-foot-tall figure appeared by the river. The horns on his head resembled the antlers of a newly-grown deer, and a pair of pitch-black wings began to take shape. He flicked his soft tail lightly and clutched a strip of snow-white cloth in his hand.

"You, will you come today? Will you want to come back and see me? He looked at the river and asked in a low voice, "If you knew that I acted that day only to attract attention on purpose, would you blame me for being rude?" Do you think I'm frivolous and hateful because I touched your underwear? ”

He waited a long, long time. The night is quiet. The river flowed very gently, carefully making a small sound, for fear of disturbing the thoughts floating in the air.

At dawn.

"Ahh It's developed! A scream of surprise pierced the silence of the night. He lifted his head and followed the voice.

On the big tree that reaches into the sky, a pretty figure sits high in the tree. The clouds flowed beneath her feet, and from a distance, she looked as if she were sitting on them.

"It's her!" He recognized her immediately. Although his strength was sealed, his eyesight was not compromised in the slightest. Even if she was really in heaven, he couldn't be mistaken.

"Hey—" He waved the snow-white strip of cloth in his hand, calling with all his might. But when the voice came, he didn't know what to call her! He didn't know her name. At that time, although he saw the imprint that God had left on her shoulders, he saw the label that God had put on her. However, he did not know that kind of writing. That's some kind of language in the galaxy. The gods label each creature only to make it easier for the Galactic Warriors to identify, not for the sake of communication between them, the native inhabitants.

Even so, he didn't stop shouting. "Hey-hey-it's me! I'm the Cold Star—I'm here. He ran in the direction where the tree was. However, he was so small, only a foot tall, and his two calves alternated rapidly, but he could not run fast.

He ran hard.

He shouted hard.

From dawn to early morning.

He finally came to the foot of the gold and silver fruit tree. But she was no longer in the tree.

The trunk of the large tree squirmed, and a mouth appeared on the trunk. "Hanxing, I'm Pamirotina, the god of illusion. Are you looking for September cream? Do you have anything to say to her? Maybe I can take you to convey it. ”

"It turns out that her name is September Frost. No, no need! I just wanted to say thank you to her personally. It's really nothing...... "For no reason, he's very panicked. It was like collaborating with the enemy and being caught red-handed, and he felt indescribably shy and flustered.

He turned and hurried away. He had run a long way before he turned back to look at the big tree.

**

"Frost, did you really give me such a precious fruit?" Rukov excitedly held the silver glittering fruit in his hand.

"Frost, you know what?" Miss Emir held the silver fruit in her hand and said in amazement, "This is the fruit of the seven-leaf gold and silver tree that was planted in the temple according to legend. Frost, this is the fruit that only God can enjoy......"

"Really? But I've eaten it! It won't die, and it's good! Su Mucheng pointed to the little white chapter on his shoulder, "Look, I just ate one, and I increased my strength by 30, but it can only last 150 minutes." ”

The dean and the tutors looked at Su Mucheng with round eyes. The dean said solemnly: "Frost, people should be content!" 150 minutes is a short time compared to life. But many times, 150 minutes can decide life and death, and decide fate! Today's world is not a peaceful and prosperous world! ”

Su Mucheng nodded and was taught. "Since you can find it, take it, and take it as my apprenticeship!" Su Mucheng kept taking out the silver fruit from his backpack. In a short time, he took out more than a hundred and moved a hill on the table. Su Mucheng saw that he couldn't let it go, so he stopped digging the fruit.

"Dean, teachers, are these enough for you? Not enough, I still have! Dean, Teacher...... What's wrong with you guys? Su Mucheng suddenly found that the room was too quiet, and the eyes of the dean and the tutors were so hot that they could ignite the air.

No one answered Su Mucheng. Everyone's eyes wandered between Su Mucheng and the mountains of silver fruits. It seems that Su Mucheng is another bigger and more precious silver fruit.

The chief manager, Emilya, suddenly approached Su Mucheng and whispered, "Shuangshuang, are you the illegitimate daughter of the Phantom God?" ”

Su Mucheng glanced at Amisha, "I kindly climbed the tree all night, risked being smashed into meat sauce, and went through a lot of hard work to get these fruits, and you actually did this to me?" Never mind! You don't like it, there are always people who like it, I'll send someone else! With that, Su Mucheng began to pick up the fruits on the table.

"Nope! We loved it! Loved it! The mentors hurriedly dragged Su Mucheng away, and one by one unceremoniously stretched out their big hands and began to snatch the fruits on the table. A group of people gathered around the table, quickly stuffing silver fruits into their backpacks, while not forgetting to slap other people's hands away. They don't care about the buff of the fruit, it's about the fruit itself! This is the fruit of the temple, and it is something that only God can eat! It's something that deserves to be cherished forever and passed down from generation to generation!

All you heard was the crackling of palms and palms, fists and arms, and a flurry of screams and curses.

"You disrespectful things, I'm going to expel you!" This is the dean roaring.

"Who just hit me? My arm almost broke! I can't wait to eat delicious food again! This is Elsa's rebuke.

"Who is shameless, and actually burns me with fire! My sleeve! Ahh It's on fire! ”

“……”

Su Mucheng exited the room with black lines on his head. When he walked out of the gate of the school, Su Mucheng stuffed ten silver fruits for your. The guards standing guard on the side, Su Mucheng also sent one by one.

Then, Su Mucheng returned the gifts one by one in the order of the people who gave him gifts yesterday. She gave twenty silver fruits to the lord of the city. The other merchants and nobles were given between three and ten grains. The proprietress of Yuelai Inn, Su Mucheng also gave ten.

Originally, there were a few businessmen who were dissatisfied with Su Mucheng's preferential policies because of the city lord, but now they are sincerely willing to give Su Mucheng the greatest discount.

"I finally know why God looked the other way for her and blessed her! She's the sweetest girl in the world! ”

Every corner of Rock Dragon City is walking in the world in praise of a god named September Frost. The more they believe in God, the more they like her!

Su Mucheng sat in the chain auction house of the human camp and consigned a thousand silver fruits one by one. The starting price of each silver fruit is one gold coin. The administrator in charge of this auction house has promised on behalf of their chamber of commerce that no matter which auction house Su Mucheng bids for or auctions any items in the future, he will not charge any handling fee. If it weren't for that, how could the few silver coins in Su Mucheng's bag be enough to auction so many items?

It's getting late. Silence returned to Rock Dragon City. Of the more than 4,000 silver fruits in Su Mucheng's backpack, there were only thirty left. In addition, the two golden fruits were still lying quietly in her backpack.

In the mirage sky, Su Mucheng had already asked the phantom god Pamirotina, and learned that this gold and silver fruit would be refreshed once a week. She knew it was a way for Xingyu to encourage players to board their pets when they went offline. Su Mucheng was not worried that he would not have this fruit to eat in the future. She knew better that she was the only one who could bring the fruit out. Who told the Phantom God Pamirotina to promise her that she could leave Phantom at any time? Other genuine pets, if you want to leave, you have to go through the Mirage Portal. That door has a filter function, which will filter out items that belong to Mirage Sedum.

The academy no longer arranges any labor for Su Mucheng to do. With zero rank, she can't learn the art from her mentors. Su Mucheng hid in the library of the Templar Academy and began to read the history, stories, geography, and other game-related materials of this world. This information is much more detailed than the thin manual at the beginning.