"Are they crazy? What are they doing with hoes?" A group of big-eyed flying insects with eyes that almost cover their entire face kept turning their outward-turned eyes in the sky. "Is it some kind of trick to confuse us?"
"It's not just hoes." One of the Zerg tensed up and yelled, "They got something."
"Is it paper?"
Immediately, other Zerg tribes came up to the side and said, "I knew these people must be trying to confuse us again."
"Hmph, they must be preparing some secret weapon. This hoe may be a newly made magic weapon."
"Hey, where are the people with shovels? They're quite capable of handling these people."
"Keep an eye on it! If there is any abnormal movement, report it to the Emperor." The Zerg who said this was immediately patted by the person next to him, "Isn't it a strange movement now? You are stupid! Go and report it to the Emperor quickly!"
Got kicked.
This Zerg, who was a little confused, hurriedly went to report the news.
The emperor just closed his eyes and rested for a while when he woke up with a frown caused by the news.
"What did you say? Hoe?"
"Yes." The Zerg who reported the news nodded repeatedly, "We guess that this must be some kind of cover-up."
The emperor's fingers hung by his side and twitched slightly, and he said with a cold expression: "Keep staring."
When he moved slightly, he felt his nerves tingling, and it was not easy to endure an injury to his consciousness.
"Sir, go and rest for a while." Zhong stood beside him, leaning slightly and suggested, "I'll guard here for you."
"The recovery of your consciousness is the first priority." The other sect leaders immediately followed suit to persuade.
"Didn't your lord take in a new maid?"
"Let her go over and accompany you, sir." It's rare that your master actually fell in love with a little female insect.
When the servant next to him saw the emperor, he did not reprimand him.
You will know that this is the default.
He was about to exit and let Nan Hui prepare.
But I heard Dinghuang, who was holding his chin, suddenly turned his head and said softly: "Is your new human skin mold ready to be made?"
"Let Nan Hui put it on."
The servant was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Yes, sir."
In the inner hall deep inside the top palace.
Nan Hui sat next to the desk, practicing calligraphy one stroke at a time.
Now her handwriting is very neat.
It has edges and corners.
Every word can't help but reveal a bit of murderous intent.
After writing a few words, she glanced at the door that had been closed.
The Emperor is worthy of being the center of Zerg power. As his 'property', Nanhui has the best treatment. No one dares to neglect her, except freedom.
But what is the use of power without freedom?
Nan Hui gently leaned her head on the table in front of her.
Countless legs were spread out, constantly grabbing the ground.
It has been a long time since the emperor came back to this room to listen to her story.
What happened outside?
Are the children of the Xian clan okay?
The servants came and went in a hurry, rarely saying anything to her, and she didn't dare to ask more for fear of being caught.
Days like this...
There was a soft sound of "squeak".
A group of servants came in carrying something.
They have exaggerated smiles on their faces, revealing their venomous fangs.
"Congratulations, Miss Nanhui."
"Look, the Emperor cares about you so much. He has been asking us to make the human skin molds you will use in the future."
"Now it's finally done. Go take a bath and put on this new leather to show me."
"My lord is injured, so you have to take care of me carefully later." A servant showed his kindness and reminded in a low voice, "My lord, you personally drew the appearance of the leather and sent it to work."
"I have never seen such fine leather."
"We selected from thousands of people all kinds of shapes that fit the profile of the portrait, and then found the best weavers to make the molds."
The soft human skin was folded into a square and laid out in a bright red box.
She smelled the disgusting smell above, and streams of sour water came out of her throat.
"We have used the best incense, which has a soothing effect. You must serve me well." The servants were still nagging.
Nanhui's heartbeat was pounding.
Ah, it turns out that the smell was her imagination.
The surging malice and the tide-like feeling of powerlessness pressed against her stomach, twisted her nerves, and the curse-like stench grabbed her soul that had not yet completely transformed into an insect, and retained her conscience.
.
It reminds her.
You are still a human being.
…
"What do you think the mother tree means?" In the empty wasteland of Wanyu.
Zhou Shaoyu thought hard and couldn't figure out the reason why the mother tree suddenly did this.
This is wrong!
"Is it possible that the mother tree feels bad because we have been deserted for so long?"
"Are you just going around the corner and asking others to help us with Wanyu's work and planting trees?"
"But I'm used to rolling on the sand." Zhou Shaoyu felt that it would be better to kill the Zerg. What kind of tree should he plant? He poked the children of the Xian tribe next to him and felt that he should make some peace.
My allies thought the same way, "Children, you also prefer to go out and fight, right?"
The children of the Xian clan are reading the brochures given to them by the mother tree.
During this time, they learned a lot of words.
Now I can understand the words in the brochure.
Probably to facilitate understanding, there are no obscure words in the booklet.
"It's good to plant trees." The child was very obedient, "Let's do what the mother tree says."
They like the open land and the lush green.
"You still have to learn this thing." Zhou Shaoyu shook the book and looked at it under the firelight, "What is it? It must have some attack power, right?"
"Let me see." He went over it word by word, and saw the name first, "How to Plant a Tree: The Absolutely Perfect Tree Planting Secrets"
Snapped!
The booklet was slammed to the ground.
"What the hell is this!"
His nose was so angry that he was crooked.
When did this happen?
Ruan Qingju, on the other hand, looked at the booklet with a thoughtful expression, suddenly smiled, and slapped Zhou Shaoyu on the head, "You can plant trees if you are told. If you don't like planting trees, just go to bed."
"
"It just so happens that it's useless if we have you one more."
"Anyway, this is a competition." Ruan Qingju knew exactly what to say to make this group of people willing to move. "The people over at Bailindi are working hard. It seems that they are going to get it this time.
Higher scores, don’t forget, planting trees is not important, what is important is the cultivation resources we can get from the mother tree.”
"Nothing." Ruan Qingyu slightly lengthened her voice, looked at people who were not very enthusiastic about this matter like Zhou Shaoyu, and said meaningfully, "I think you don't care much about these resources, right?"