I am planting trees and farming in the global game

Chapter 78 The Theater Interview
When Mu Ying and the others went to the audience, the people on the stage had just finished "showing the movie", and it was someone she knew, Dong Xiaogang.

Looking at it with eyes, Dong Xiaogang sat alone on the stage with his eyes closed, surrounded by silent mushroom man audiences.

But in the soul link space, there are active fungus people off the stage, but there are rich pictures above Dong Xiaogang's head on the stage.

Muying only saw a tail, which seemed to be a cartoon, but the characters looked blurry and deformed, and the scene was blank.

Obviously, it is not that simple to present the story in my mind here.

Sure enough, Dong Xiaogang failed the test.

However, some mushroom people are still very interested in the story he wants to convey. An adult mushroom man bought his story for 1 silver coin. Although it is not a long-term job, it is still profitable.

Dong Xiaogang is not disappointed either, he has also watched many cartoons, although few of them remember the plot clearly, but having this and this income is already a pleasant surprise.

Most of the people in the back were brushed off, but as long as the storyline of the people shown in the front is not different, they can generally sell some money.

The next online novelist named Fan Wei was the next one to show up. He showed off one of his fairy tale novels.

The male protagonist was abolished at the beginning, then he was annulled, hunted down, seriously injured and fell off a cliff, and was inherited by the immortal family.

The picture is not too grand, but the scenes around the protagonist are more detailed, and the dialogue and expressions are much richer than others. At least others can understand what he wants to express.

For humans, this plot is simply badly written, but for mushroom people, it is very strange.

Although what attracted them was not the inheritance of the fairy family, face-slapping counterattacks, etc., Mu Ying heard it with her own ears, and a few fungus cubs watched and exclaimed that humans are so rough and scary.

When encountering a fighting scene, he covered his eyes and peeked through his fingers.

Finally, Fan Wei was hired.

"Haha, from now on I will be the patriarch of the doomsday worker class!" He changed his previous depressed look and stepped down in high spirits.

Zheng Jing came on stage after him, and she cleverly showed her childhood story.

Because I have my own memory as the model, although it seems a bit boring, it is still complete and clear, and I even signed a short-term contract.

Muying looked around for a while, thinking that she no longer had to worry about the residents not being able to pay the entrance fee and rent, and that the vacant tree house should welcome another wave of residents, and her income would increase again!
The mushroom man's requirements are really not high, and the residents of her territory will definitely make a fortune.

Muying came out of the crypt in a good mood, stepped on the thick Ophiopogon japonicus grass, and the bright sunlight shone in the forest, giving her a rare leisurely time.

The territory seemed a little deserted, and most people went underground to join in the fun.

"Wood firefly!"

Hearing the shout behind her, Muying turned her head and looked at Huo Shaobai who was running over, "What's wrong?"

"You... do you know how the fungus dungeon got here?"

Mu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, doubting?

"Should I know?" She asked confidently.

Huo Shaobai looked into her eyes with a complex expression, but he didn't see any fluctuations in them, "I was the one who was abrupt."

Muying nodded, not sure if she only suspected that the dungeon move was related to her, or whether the territory was also related to her.

But she will not take the initiative to reveal it at this stage.

Even if you doubt it, it should be just because of some coincidence.

She was the first to discover this camp, and besides the general store, her tree house number was the highest, plus this copy of the fungus that only she and the official team had been to.

Muying had expected that some people would be suspicious, but these are not definite evidence, only guesses, no one will take the risk rashly.

And whether the territory can be snatched is still unknown.

Even though she was quite reassured about the character of the official team, even in the entire territory, no treacherous people were found for the time being.

After all, those who have the money to live in the territory for a long time are still adapting to the end of the world, and the chances of taking risks are not high if they have not reached the end.

The real villains, when the apocalypse comes, are locked up in a small space, unable to escape, and have nothing to attack, so the probability of surviving is very small.

Huo Shaobai sighed as he looked at Muying's disappearing figure.

What are you asking so much for?Whether it was her or not, she didn't owe them anything, and there was no need to confess to them.

This question, I'm afraid it will push the distance that has been so hard to get closer, so don't even think about forming a team.

Mu Ying didn't know that he had made up so many things in his brain, and she didn't want to form a team just because she was afraid of trouble.

Others, it's just because she's slower, has more secrets, and is more defensive.

"Go away?"

The tree house was empty, and Gun Gun was not there.

Muying guessed that it should be playing in the plantation, and teleported directly there. Sure enough, in the iron bamboo forest, a fluffy "meat ball" was rolling around, miraculously bypassing every young bamboo.

Judging from the emotions transmitted from the emotional connection side, it is full of "want to eat~" at this time.

Muying was a little worried that the ground was soaked by the billowing saliva.

There was no one else here, Yin flew over when the hand was made, and poked Rolling to stop with a finger.

She still remembered that when Shi Yin first came here, the butt that fell on the window sill was completely different from his current chic and flexible appearance.

It's hard to imagine how the little thumb would stop the big man with a single finger.

But Gun Gun obediently stopped.

Muying reluctantly poured the rest of today's spring of recovery into the iron bamboo forest to make them grow faster, so as not to keep drooling at the bamboo forest every day.

She always has a sense of déjà vu of abusing a national treasure.

"Go away, go back to eat!"

She beckoned Rolling to come over, and picked up Shi Yin, the figurine riding on Rolling's head to pluck the hair.

Yinyishou is cute when the figure is made, with watery eyes and a fleshy face, which is completely different from the sharp-edged appearance of the main body.

Mu Ying couldn't help poking his soft face.

As a result, Yin's little face turned red with the naked eye when he saw the figurine.

She didn't work too hard, did she?

Mu Ying retracted her fingers guiltily.

In the distant starry sky, the silver-haired boy covered his face and stared at the direction of the dark blue star, and soon began to trek firmly in time and space. He had to be stronger and go back soon, so he didn't need a cheap clone.

Muying and Gungun teleported directly to the door of Sierra's restaurant.

"There are fresh bamboo shoots today, do you want to try them?"

Mrs Serra laughed.

Mu Ying looked down at the roll, it nodded repeatedly, wanting to eat (●)!

Serve up a big portion for Gun Gun, I just want a portion of fried rice.

She wants to eat simpler at night, and go home early after eating.

More than a month has passed in the emerald world, and the second day of tonight's trial time is the full moon night of the summer moon.

The long-awaited four seasons gathering is coming, the exclusive market for witches, she is still very curious.

While thinking about something, Muying speeded up her eating speed...

(End of this chapter)