Chapter 27 The First SSS-Level Player

[Host, there's a very handsome man outside looking at you. Is your spring about to come?]

Because of the new residents in the global village and the feedback energy obtained from the hard work of the residents, the energy core was continuously poured into the energy core, filling the originally empty energy core by one foot. So at this moment, the main brain Zeila was very happy and his mood was so excited that he even joked with Yun Qimu.

Yun Qimu, who was walking around in the yard to test his new strength and agility, suddenly froze and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Although she is a weakling now and her mental strength cannot be used too much due to her physical weakness, she has always been wary of the outside world.

The man that the mastermind mentioned actually appeared outside the yard quietly without being discovered by her, which was a big problem.

Turning her head, she became more certain of this when she saw the man in a black cloak standing outside the fence with a stern brow and eyes looking at her indifferently.

He is definitely a dangerous person!

When Mo Xie looked at the young lady in the yard who was physically weak but had an extremely sharp temperament, a hint of surprise flashed across his ink-black eyes.

Such a noble lady should not appear in this infected area, or even on this exile planet.

And what about this place that seems like a pure land?

Mirage?

The two of them just stood there motionless as a mountain, confronting each other with their eyes, neither of them intending to move first.

Seeing that something was not right, the mastermind shut up and remained as quiet as a chicken until a series of footsteps were heard outside.

"Sister, Sister Twilight, I'm back to get the cucumbers."

Zhuzhu's tender and clear little voice shouted happily, getting closer and closer.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Yun Qimu's forehead, and her cold expression immediately changed. She quickly turned her head to look at Zhu Zhu and shouted anxiously, "Zhu Zhu, don't come over here, run."

"ah?"

Zhuzhu, who had already jogged to the gate of the yard, tilted her little head, her fair and tender face full of question marks, but she still slowed down her pace obediently. However, the little guy didn't react in time, nor did he brake in time, and bumped into a hard black wooden stake.

Mo Xie was slightly stunned and reached out to help, but was preempted by a slender white hand.

Yun Qimu took a few quick steps over, grabbed Zhuzhu's arm and hid her behind him, his eyes still warily looking at the handsome, cold-faced man in front of him.

Zhuzhu pulled Yunqimu's pants with her little hands and stuck her head out from behind her. She blinked her big eyes curiously and stared at Mo Xie across from her. Then she looked up at Yunqimu and said, "Sister Mumu, who is he? Is he the uncle who wants to join our Global Village?"

Yun Qimu pursed her lips, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she was in a dilemma and didn't say anything.

Mo Xie on the opposite side subconsciously let go of his aura when he touched the little girl, and his cold and expressionless handsome face seemed to soften a little.

He tilted his head to glance at the billboard next to him, then nodded with an indifferent, yet seemingly serious expression, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes, I want to join the global village."

The main brain's eyes lit up, and without waiting for Yun Qimu to react, it directly extended an invitation to him.

[Ding Dong—Welcome Mo Xie to the global village.]

[Player Mo Xie, please create a game name.]

A hint of surprise flashed across Mo Xie's dark and calm eyes. How could this voice appear in his mind? And how did the dialog box with blue light floating in the air in front of him appear?

He was quite sure there were no projection devices around.

And they could even call out his name. He hadn't appeared much on Exile Star in recent years, and even fewer people could recognize him.

So is the person controlling this thing this weak yet fierce noble lady in front of me, who is full of contradictions and doubts?

[Please create a game name.]

Mo Xie paused, lowered his eyes slightly, and suppressed the complex emotions in his eyes. He replied in a low voice with a hint of dryness, "Mo Xie."

[Ding—Congratulations to player Mo Xie for creating the game account "Mo Xie." As the first SSS-level player to join Global Village, the system will reward you with a lucky gift pack.]

[Ding Dong—Congratulations to player Mo Xie for winning the lucky gift pack. Would you like to open it?]

Mo Xie's eyes darkened slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Open it."

[Ding Dong—Congratulations to player Mo Xie for drawing a bottle of plant culture fluid. The plant culture fluid has been stored in the player's storage compartment. Please check it promptly.]

Mo Xie's pupils dilated slightly, then he pursed his lips and clicked on the control panel, easily finding the player information interface.

Player: Mo Xie

Age: 48

Mental Strength: A (You are in a highly disturbed mental state. The system recommends a bottle of mental stabilizer. One bottle will help you get rid of insomnia, return to your peak, and become the most beautiful person on the Exile Star again. Come on, come on, you can't afford to lose or be deceived. You deserve the mental stabilizer~)

Awakened Ability: Dark (SSS level)

Strength: 100

Agility: 100

Vitality: 50/1000 (Deeply poisoned by dark elements, severely damaged. Pity you, dear child. We recommend a dose of Light Potion to restore your life, and a bottle of Holy Potion to cure your illness.)

Five senses: (vision: 10; smell: 10; hearing: 10; taste: 2; touch: 3)

Skill Cards: 0

Weapons: 0

Storage compartment: 1/10

Mo Xie didn't care about the mental stabilizer or the sacred potion on it. Instead, he thought about it and a big-bellied glass bottle filled with emerald green liquid appeared in his hand.

Is this the plant culture medium?

A gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes, and then he walked with his long legs, wearing military boots, and with a determined look on his face, he walked into the global village without being invited.

Looking down at the moist black soil on the ground, Mo Xie's eyes deepened slightly. When Yun Qimu frowned in dissatisfaction, this guy actually squatted down and dug the soil.

Yes, real digging.

In his left hand, he held a small white carved flowerpot a little bigger than his palm, with small light blue flowers painted on it; in his right hand, he held a small shovel, and was digging the soil without stopping, not even paying attention to the very domineering and stylish black cloak on his body that was dragging on the ground.

It can be said that he is very casual and not particular at all.

Yun Qimu watched his movements, slowly let down his guard, and then the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

I watched as the man carefully filled the small flowerpot with black soil using a small shovel, flattened it, and poked a small hole in the center with his finger.

Then, carefully and sacredly, with an action more gentle than treating one's own son, he took out a pitch-black seed from his arms, pinched it with two fingers, placed it in the small hole in the earth, and then gently covered it with soil.

Then he opened the big-bellied glass bottle and poured all the emerald green plant culture medium into it without wasting a drop.

(End of this chapter)