Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts.

Chapter 31 31.Danger

"who?!"

Huaiyu stood up cautiously, holding the multifunctional shovel beside him with both hands.

At this moment she felt a little regretful.

Because the newly cut branches had been exposed to rain and had too much moisture, and there was more smoke when burning the fire, she opened the door curtain.

Obviously, Captain Zhou changed her into an opaque waterproof tarpaulin for extra safety in the dark, but...

Or maybe the shed outside the tree house was clearly intended to be a kitchen, but because it was too cold, she still chose to stay in the house. If you were outside right now, you could run away if you couldn't beat her.

These innocuous details were mixed at this moment, interweaving with an increasing sense of danger.

"Sorry." Someone whispered outside the door: "I was just passing by and smelled the fragrance here. I didn't expect that there was... um, a house here."

Huaiyu held his breath for a while: My tree house is so beautiful, what do you mean by hesitating before speaking?

But her vigilance became even more serious.

It was raining so heavily and it was so dark. The tree house and the Rose Corridor were quite close to each other, and the shadows overlapped in the darkness. She believed the other person when he said he didn't see the tree house.

But if you say you smell the aroma...

Huaiyu tightened his grip on the multifunctional shovel in his hand.

But the other party seemed to sigh slightly: "I'm sorry, the aroma of soybeans is really strong. I have 200 points. If I exchange it for this portion of soybeans, would you be willing?"

Huaiyu wanted to say he didn't want to, but the other party had no intention of leaving, and if he walked in directly, he couldn't stop him.

As for 200 points... now, life still matters!

She struggled, and finally said coldly: "Just wait."

The fragrant fried soybeans fell from the pot into the bowl. Half a catty of fried soybeans only filled a small bowl after drying them. But when she took the soybeans out, she felt heartbroken as if they were a bowl of gold.

"I'll leave the bowl at the door. You can get it yourself."

She held the multifunctional shovel in one hand, her heart beating like a drum at this moment.

The door was getting closer and closer, but the light radiated by the flames was getting darker and darker. Huaiyu could only vaguely see the tall figure of a man.

After she carefully placed the bowl, she took two steps back and raised the multifunctional shovel vigilantly.

If that man came in and bent down to pick up soybeans, she would just shovel them down—

Why?

After squatting down and putting down the bowl, she subconsciously looked up, but was stunned for a moment.

I saw a man standing at the door of the tree house in the pouring rain, wearing a snow-white uniform. The white was not soft, it was like snow. The weak light from the flames radiated, and there seemed to be silver sand flowing on the fabric.

The style is a bit like the Defense Force, but a little different. But it's obviously standard.

Even the military boots on his feet were different, as if they were wrapped in a hard metal layer.

The most important thing is that he didn't hold an umbrella.

In the continuous rain, he stood there with clear eyes and a straight posture. The look he looked at Huai Yu was full of apology and helplessness.

And the premise of all this -

"You...why didn't you get wet from the rain?"

The heavy rain was still falling, but it seemed to create an extra space around him, and there seemed to be some different energy wrapping around his whole body. From his hair to the soles of his feet, not a drop of water touched him.

Huaiyu was stunned and asked confusedly.

The other party was slightly startled, and then said after a pause: "I am a water type." Huh? So this is a water superpower? ! Huaiyu couldn't help but look him up and down, his guard down a lot -

After all, she can use her powers so skillfully, so there is no need to be so tactful when dealing with her.

But at the same time, a touch of envy arose:

"Is the water element so useful? My raincoat and boots combined are 100% better..."

The other party was dumbfounded, and seemed confused for a moment, but then quickly pointed to the bowl of soybeans on the ground: "Can it be traded? If you put it in again, the water vapor will not be crispy enough."

Since he is not a bad person, Huaiyu's behavior is much more generous: "I don't want 200, I will give you half of the 20 points. I am not willing to try this."

The other party laughed, his face a little pale in the rain: "Are you saying that because of these clothes?"

"You don't have to do this. This kind of beans should be rare and rare to preserve, right? They don't seem to be contaminated at all. You may not be able to buy them with 200 points."

"However," he was a little embarrassed and annoyed: "I only have 200 points."

ah?

Huaiyu thought to himself that I actually didn't exert too much effort. How come it didn't seem to be contaminated? Can the seeds also be contaminated?

Also, what clothes? Could it be that this uniform belongs to the top brass of the defense force? But how come the top management only has 200 points?

But she didn't ask, she just stretched out her wrist and set the transaction amount: "20 cents."

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

The other person was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

However, just as he stretched out his arm, he saw the man quickly turning his head and his face became solemn.

Obviously there was no other movement of the body, but the rain curtain in front of him twisted into a transparent water rope in an instant, like a snake in the dark night, quickly shuttled into the distance!

Not long after, someone screamed in the darkness—

"ah!"

Huaiyu's face also turned pale.

The other party turned around and comforted her lightly: "It's okay. I'll check the situation later. This is close to the Rose Corridor. There can't be any big conflicts, and it's best not to get hurt and start arguments."

He glanced warily at the Rose Corridor, which was as dark as a stern wall: "When the mutation value rises, they are easily angered."

Huaiyu: ...When she said this, she actually didn’t feel anything at all.

But the man in front of me reminded: "You have superpowers, right? Wood type? It's very weak, a bit strange, but you can feel it."

Huaiyu thought about it and realized that he should be of the wood type. Could it be that this kind of superpower can be detected by others? Why didn't she feel it?

At this moment, she really wanted to ask more questions, but she was afraid of exposing herself.

And the other party is still reminding her:

"Do you dare to live here because you have a high affinity for plants? In this case, you should be more vigilant towards people - in the dark forest, fire is born, which is dangerous to you and others."*

Huaiyu was so helpless. If the firewood wasn't too wet and she didn't want to make bacon in a confined space, who would be willing to leave the door open at night?

She could only point into the distance: "What's going on?"

"I don't know." The other party replied calmly, then flipped his wrist, and in the darkness, a figure was stumbled and dragged over.

It wasn't until Huaiyu was dragged to the door that he saw clearly that it was a middle-aged man.

He had a very short haircut and was wearing an old shirt that could not be seen to be blue or gray. His pants and pants were all covered in mud, making him look particularly miserable.

But even so, when he looked up at the two of them, his eyes were full of fear and ferocity.

But he couldn't say a word, because the [water rope] was currently tightly strangled around his neck, and a high red swelling was visible to the naked eye from the right side of his face.

"Well, a fugitive?"

Everyone knows that the Dark Forest comes from Da Liu’s theory.

(End of chapter)