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Chapter 20 Golden Silkworm (Please read~)

Zhou Qing was lowering his head in the mountain stream to wash away the blood stains on his hands and clothes. The Jade Hut in his soul was flashing fluorescently, and he was checking the growth progress of the green silk Gu.

[Progress: Maturity (246/800)]

"Did the energy and blood of three people only increase the progress by more than 200 points?"

Zhou Qing frowned slightly.

As the green silk Gu continues to grow, it requires more and more energy and blood, and most people don't have enough energy and blood to see it.

The warrior who has passed the test must be full of energy and blood.

Thinking of this, the first person that came to Zhou Qing's mind was Zhang Jian.

Zhang Dahai and Zhang Cheng died in his hands one after another. Although no one noticed, Zhang Jian, as a skin refining realm warrior, may not be able to reason.

"I just hope he doesn't mess with me."

Zhou Qing took off his shirt and scrubbed away the blood stains on it.

Then, he put his wet shirt on top of the basket behind him, exposing his upper body.

Zhou Qing lowered his head and looked at himself. Compared with his skinny appearance more than half a month ago, he has gained some muscle recently, but there is still no obvious muscle curvature.

"You still have to eat."

Zhou Qing sighed secretly in his heart and picked up the basket.

At this moment, the energy and blood in his chest, which was as thin as a hair, had grown to the thickness of half a little finger.

According to this progress, it is estimated that it will take more than two months to break through and enter the skin refining realm.

a little slow.

Zhou Qing looked back at the position above the mountainside, where the morning mist filled the air.

Further up, there is still bright yellow miasma spreading irregularly.

"We can't go down the mountain yet. Today's mission is not completed yet."

Zhou Qing searched for poisonous insects along the mountainside.

It was not until noon that my clothes began to dry, and then I went down the mountain with a jar of poisonous insects.

"Bata!"

Zhou Qing had just reached the foothills and was passing by a fake persimmon forest when two thumb-long green caterpillar creatures suddenly fell from the tree crown more than ten meters high and fell directly into the bushes beside him.

"This is."

Zhou Qing looked closer, then used his fingers to twist the caterpillar-like creature in front of him.

The caterpillar creature in front of me is green all over, with a white linear texture on its back.

"Why does it feel a bit like a silkworm?"

Zhou Qing frowned slightly. Apart from the color, the caterpillar creature in front of him was very similar to the silkworm in other aspects, giving him a feeling of déjà vu.

"Is it a wild silkworm?"

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

There are many creatures in this world that existed in previous lives, but there are also many that did not exist in previous lives.

"Er Qing, go up and see if there's anything else up there."

Zhou Qing looked up at the fake persimmon tree more than ten meters high and gave instructions to the green silk Gu.

Whoosh!

Green Silk Gu appeared on Zhou Qing's shoulder, spit out a silk thread more than ten meters long, and plunged it into the top of the tree trunk. Then it shrank the thread, and his body suddenly jumped up.

After a while, the green silk Gu wrapped a dozen green caterpillar creatures with silk threads and fell down.

"Really wild silkworms?"

Zhou Qing stepped forward and found several pale golden silkworm cocoons in the silk threads of the green silk Gu.

"Why does the light golden silk thread feel a bit like amber silkworm?"

Zhou Qing remembered a kind of silkworm in his previous life, but the cocoon of amber silkworm was usually golden yellow and darker in color.

But the world has changed, so it’s not surprising that the varieties of silkworms have changed.

"How many cocoons and golden silkworms are there on the tree?" Zhou Qing quickly asked the green silkworm, and he gave these silkworms a name.

If this kind of light golden silk thread were made into silk, the price of ordinary mulberry silk would be several times higher just because of its natural aristocratic color.

"Puff."

"Dozens of silkworm cocoons and golden silkworms?!"

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

"Bring me all the cocoons!"

"Puff!"

After hearing the words, Qingsi Gu returned to the top of the tree trunk again, used silk thread to place down each silkworm cocoon, then cut off pieces of fake persimmon leaves, placed them at the bottom of the basket, and then sent the amber silkworms into the basket one by one.

"Well done!"

Zhou Qing looked happy.

Today is really a fruitful day.

Zhou Qing took out a pale golden silkworm cocoon, found the thread, and straightened the silk.

“What a high level of resilience!”

Zhou Qing pulled the silk hard, but found that it couldn't stop pulling.

After the silkworms at home ate the green silk poison, although the toughness of the silkworm silk increased, it could still be broken if he applied extra force. However, he used all his strength this time and was unable to pull the silk in front of him.

"The intensity is also very high!"

Next, Zhou Qing tried to cut with a sickle, and it took seven or eight consecutive slides to cut the silk.

Although his scythe is not very sharp, the silk with such toughness and strength should be able to be used as gloves and inner armor.

"If the green silkworm is allowed to swallow the golden silkworm, and then the golden silkworm eats its daddy, and evolves like the mulberry silkworm, the toughness and strength of the silk should be even higher!"

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

The two life and death battles so far have been based on sneak attacks.

If it's a head-on fight, there's no guarantee that you won't get hurt.

In such a world, the competition for resources will definitely become more intense as you move up the ladder, and fighting with others is inevitable.

You must have means to protect yourself and be prepared for a rainy day.

"The silk of ordinary golden silkworms is sold, and the evolved silk is kept for our own use."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing immediately ordered the green silk Gu to work.

"Erqing, look for it again! Pick more fake persimmon leaves."

"Puff!" Qingsi Gu also knew that no meal was eaten in vain, so he worked very hard, and the sharp silk thread cut off the leaves of the fake persimmon tree one by one.

Zhou Qing stood under the tree to collect the fake persimmon leaves and put them into the basket.

When the nearby trees were almost picked, Qingsi Gu ran to the distance to look for golden silkworms and cocoons.

In a short while, more than 200 pale golden cocoons and more than 400 golden silkworms appeared in Zhou Qing's basket.

The reason why there were so few was that there were many ants on the tree, attacking the golden silkworms.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Qing frowned.

"Puff!" Qingsi Gu felt Zhou Qing's displeasure and immediately launched a massacre of the ants on the tree.

When the ants on more than a dozen nearby trees were all eliminated, Zhou Qing stopped Qingsi Gu.

Anyway, there were six or seven hundred cocoons and golden silkworms in the basket, which was enough for breeding.

Zhou Qing let the green silk Gu return to his body, and went down the mountain with a basket of fake persimmon leaves on his back.

"Grandma, I'm back."

When Zhou Qing returned home, the grandma was sitting on a small stool in the yard, sewing cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.

"Ah Qing is back." Seeing Zhou Qing carrying a full basket of leaves, the grandma put down her cloth shoes and prepared to meet him.

Zhou Qing avoided it and walked into the silkworm room on the right side of the main house, took out a few empty silkworm winnowing baskets, put the golden silkworms on them, and covered them with a layer of relatively dry fake persimmon leaves.

Then put the golden silk cocoons into the square clusters, waiting for the silkworm pupae to break out of the cocoon and become moths, mate and lay eggs.

"Ah Qing, it's time to eat! I steamed white flour buns."

At this time, the grandma's voice rang out in the main house.

"Here I come!" Zhou Qing closed the doors and windows of the silkworm room and entered the main house.

There was a plate of braised rooster in a pottery pot on the square table, and a large bowl next to it was filled with steaming white steamed buns.

Zhou Qing's appetite was excited, and he didn't care about the heat. He picked up a white steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up a chicken leg and put it into the old lady's bowl, and then sucked the chicken head.

"It smells so good!"

"Grandma, you can open a restaurant with your skills!"

Zhou Qing gave a thumbs up.

"Eat more!" The old lady smiled kindly on her wrinkled face.

At this time, Zhou Qing noticed that the silk reeling machine behind the old lady had been washed clean.

"Grandma, you can weave cloth, can you make boxing gloves?" Zhou Qing asked.

"I have made a lot of clothes, but I haven't made gloves, but I can try." The old lady nodded.

"That's great, I'll have to trouble you to make a pair of boxing gloves for me later." Zhou Qing said seriously.

"Just don't think I'm useless." The old lady joked.

"How could that be?" Zhou Qing said with a smile, and picked up another chicken wing for the old lady.

A month passed quietly.

It has been more than two months since he came to this world. With the company of the old lady, Zhou Qing felt that time passed quickly for the first time.

With someone to share the housework, he could also concentrate more on making money and practicing martial arts.

In this way, he spent the most fulfilling month.

PS: Chapter 2 is still at 8 o'clock