Ling Xue and Xiao Luo didn't rub anymore, put away the hovercar and walked out.

The wild is full of useful and good things, and Ling Xue and they only pick up relatively high-level things to collect. Small items such as wild vegetables, although they are also nutritious ingredients, are not much in everyone's eyes.

The most popular one now is the ripe energy wheat. Patches of energy wheat flashed golden waves of wheat with the wind, and everyone rushed towards those large and small wheat fields one by one with their scythes.

As a result of the gaze, there are also large fields of wheat that have been harvested, leaving only a neat stubble for the latecomers. It is estimated that the large wheat fields harvested by the large troops in front of them with machines, and these small wheat fields of less than one acre were left behind for them to follow the group.

Anyway, they can't take away these large pieces of wheat left for them, but waste them. The remaining small pieces are enough for them to collect.

There are too many of these small patches of wheat, and no one is competing for them, and everyone is racing against time to harvest in front of the wheat fields they like. What is there to fight for, isn't so much wheat enough to harvest?

What you receive from your own pocket is your own, and no one is stupid enough to fight for territory at such a time.

Ling Xue and Xiao Luo also each chose a small piece of wheat field to start harvesting, and from then on, Ling Xue found that the sickle she had retrained herself was simply too easy to use, and the wheat field in front of her about half an acre could be harvested by her in only ten minutes at most.

The scythe was as light as a feather in Ling Xue's hand, and she felt that she had just made a gesture of harvesting, and the wheat stalks in her hand had already been collected.

The harvested ears of wheat and the stalks are harvested together, as if they had been cut with an ordinary sickle. Every time she collected a sickle, Ling Xue put away a sickle. She designated the harvested wheat to be placed in a custom-made 20-foot container-sized tin box, and waited for further processing when she returned to the safe area.

Ling Xue's ears kept ringing with the voice of increased experience:

"You collect 20 wheat, you get 20 experience"

"You collect 25 wheat, you get 25 experience"

"You collect 23 wheat, you get 23 experience"

......

Seeing the increasing experience points, Ling Xue swung her scythe as if she had been beaten against the clock.

By the time she had harvested less than half of the wheat, her experience had risen to level five.

Level 5 was a watershed, and for Ling Xue, it was a earth-shaking change for her. She clicked on her properties panel:

Player: Ling Xue

Collection: Level 5 100,000/100,000 (Each collection can collect a designated item within 10 square meters)

Tinkerer: Level 3 20/100

Attack: 0

Physical fitness: 73/100 (Note: 100 is the normal constitution of ordinary people)

Ability: None

Health: 90/500 (Note: 500 is the average human health)

Other: Hidden (100 backpack slots)

Just as Ling Xue was happy that her Gathering Technique had been upgraded to level five, the game system gave her another big surprise:

"Congratulations to the player Ling Xue Gathering Technique for being upgraded to level 5, and the one-click collection function will be rewarded, please explore it yourself!"

Ling Xue was very happy, without further ado, she wanted to take a closer look at this one-click collection technique to see if it was the same as in the game.

Ling Xue picked up the scythe and made a harvesting pose, and a movable box appeared in front of it, with a white glove in the lower right corner of the box. Ling Xue clicked on the white gloves and found that all the things within the ten square meters selected in the box had been harvested with one click.

This is really a big bug, the rest of the wheat Ling Xue harvested seven or eight times with one click.

It's so easy!

Xiao Luo in the wheat field next door was also sweating and waving his sickle, and he planned to help Xiao Xue collect the rest after harvesting this piece. As a result, when he looked up into Ling Xue's wheat field, he found that she had already finished harvesting.

Xiao Luo was surprised! It turns out that the weak chicken is actually myself, is this really?