In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 73 Plant Variation
Miaomiao's consciousness was born in the end of the world.

Human beings no longer believe in mountain gods, and mountain creatures also do not believe in mountain gods who provide them with vitality and survival.For them, surviving in a bad environment comes from their own ability, not from the mountain god.

Without the power of thought to support her, she had nowhere to escape when the mountain god Heavenly Tribulation fell.

At that time, Miaomiao also tried to sing mountain sounds, and she also thought that she might be able to sing it?But it really can't, at the last moment when her consciousness dissipated, she still thought angrily, whichever mountain god loves to sing this sticky mountain sound, just sing it.

Anyway, she is not rare.

Even if she couldn't sing the mountain sound, didn't she still attract the mountain god Heavenly Tribulation?It can be seen that singing mountain sounds cannot be used as a condition for judging whether one is a real mountain god, and this old practice should be abandoned.

But now when she really sings her own mountain voice, she has to admit—she is really rare.

Even though it was just the first few sentences of the first volume, she still seemed like a child who finally got a gift of her own, and she was full of joy.

It turns out that this is her mountain sound, just like heavenly music.

Ji Huai hugged the leaping child in his arms, and before he recovered from the picture of mountains and seas with surging clouds and mist, the palm of his right hand suddenly became burning, as if it was going to burn deeply into his soul.

He lowered his head and raised the palm of his right hand.

The palm of the hand was filled with hazy blood energy, and the blood energy was like a knife, slowly carving out extremely complicated patterns in the palm of his hand stroke by stroke.

It looks like a totem mark.

Ji Huai's heart suddenly moved slightly, and the totem was completely drawn in the next moment!There seemed to be countless whistles in his ears, he could hear their urgency and eagerness to move, and he was impatient to get out.

No, not yet.

He pressed his brows slightly, and subconsciously clenched his palms.

But at this moment, Cheng Miaomiao suddenly withdrew from his arms, and then a childish voice sounded both surprised and happy: "Brother Ji Huai! Look, they grow so tall, so many!"

Ji Huai raised his eyes and looked around.

What catches the eye is the golden millet ears with bent branches and leaves on the ridge of the field. The grains are full, and one can tell at a glance that this is a grand harvest.

Anyone can feel the strong vitality.

Without calling, the illustrated book automatically formed a golden light that pierced Cheng Miaomiao's eyebrows, and the pages of the book rustled.

Finally stopped at the page of corn.

[Name: Corn (mutated)

Status: Alive
Cycle: Mature

Variation direction: drought resistance (progress: 100%)

Illustration rating: Grade A (far more than 99% of millet seeds in the Great Yong Dynasty, please make persistent efforts to the host)]

Finally, I turned back to the title page of the book, and there was a line of small words on it: Congratulations to the host for chanting the sound of the mountain, and a part of the permission of Xiaohuai Mountain is released, and the host can freely retrieve the biological illustrations of the places he passes.

Wuhu~
Cheng Miaomiao opened her mouth wide in surprise and cheered happily.

She knew that having Shanyin was the luckiest thing in the world!Singing the mountain sound once actually filled up the mutation progress bar!

Ji Huai was in a rare daze.

The burning feeling in his palm had cooled down and faded away, but he saw something that he couldn't see before——a blue book with golden light was standing in front of Miaomiao, and it was turning the page of Su at this moment.

Ji Huai: "???"

The sum of what he experienced today is enough to destroy his already shaky worldview of ordinary people.

Without waiting for him to feel emotional, Cheng Miaomiao quickly ran back and took his hand, urging: "We have to collect them quickly, these are the best seeds, we can't waste any of them!"

She spoke plausibly.

Ji Huai rushed the ducks to the shelves and began to break the corn ears.

Cheng Miaomiao picked up the ordinary ears of corn in the pot with distaste, poured them on the ground in a hurry, and waited until the pot was empty before filling them with the newly picked ears of corn. The two of them worked hard all afternoon.

It was not until all the millet seedlings to be used for sowing in the main room were replaced that the work was over.

Cheng Miaomiao had never felt so tired before, her head was buzzing with exhaustion, and she slumped on the ground suspicious of life, her bright eyes dimmed a bit, and her voice was so tired that she fluttered:

"...Brother Ji Huai, are you all ready?"

"It's ready."

Ji Huai's voice was still so steady and cold, without even a low breath.

He picked up Miaomiao who was lying on the ground, and glanced at the three bags of corn by the wall with some headaches. How would he explain the extra food to Uncle Cheng and Aunt Ye?

There is a risk of being stolen outside, and it will be exposed within half an hour at home.

Ji Huai thought for a while, and asked with anticipation in his eyes: "Miaomiao, do you know any invisibility spells?"

Cheng Miaomiao struggled to open one eye, hummed in confusion and doubt, and said softly like a mosquito: "What is that?"

"..."

He was really out of his wits.

How come there are so many wonderful ideas in my mind.

Ji Huai remained silent, pretending that he had never asked such a question before, reached out and rubbed her head, and said, "I can't sleep yet, I have to take a bath first, wash off the ashes on my body, and then go to sleep."

Cheng Miaomiao groaned, "I don't want to wash."

She was so tired that she couldn't turn her head, so she blurted out in a daze, "Brother, why don't you wash it for me, I really can't lift a single finger, I'm really tired."

Ji Huai: "..."

The corners of his mouth curled up helplessly, he didn't want to talk about his sister.

He caught her in the crook of his arm with one hand, picked up the small bench with the other hand, and swept her to the kitchen with the stool.He boiled a bucket of hot water in a pot, mixed it with cold water to warm it up, and then picked up Cheng Miaomiao, who was drowsy from sleep, and rushed to take a bath.

Cheng Miaomiao didn't know how he got out of the shower.

When I woke up again, I had already started eating dinner.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, staring dazedly at A Niang who was close at hand, but didn't react for a while.

Ye Ning pinched her rosy face in a funny way, and said, "Why did you take a nap and sleep like this, it's time for dinner, and I steamed an egg custard for you tonight."

"Egg custard!"

Cheng Miaomiao woke up immediately.

The dizzy head finally recovered, and it was caught off guard that there were still a few bags of corn that had not been hidden.

With her head held high, she grabbed Ye Ning's clothes and asked nervously: "Aniang, Aniang, where's Brother Ji Huai? Is he going to have dinner with us too?"

"He has already eaten at Dr. Zeng's."

Ye Ning couldn't stop laughing.

He directly carried her into the kitchen, and after sitting down, he said to Cheng Lin: "This girl just woke up and grabbed me to ask where Brother Huai was. I didn't see her getting tired."

It can be seen that Ji Huai treated her very well.

Otherwise, with this girl's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to keep talking back and forth.

After Cheng Miaomiao heard this, Wu Liuliu's eyes were wide open, and she said confidently:
"Not tired of being crooked or crooked, brother Ji Huai is so good-looking, he won't get tired of crooked just looking at his face."

(End of this chapter)