When it was noon, Li Changzhou put down his sword, took off his shirt, and leaped from the tree branch, plunging into the lake like a fish.

"Thump!"

He shot towards the bottom of the lake like a rocket, leaving behind a series of dense bubbles.

The lake's depth is the same as the giant tree's height. The world as a whole is a circle; the lake bottom is round, and the sky is round.

Upon reaching the bottom of the lake, Li Changzhou rolled over and looked up. The surrounding lake water was a deep blue, almost black, and the sunlight lingered there.

He bent his knees, about to push off the ground and rush towards the lake, when he suddenly remembered martial arts novels.

Actually, when he was practicing swordsmanship in the morning, he thought of martial arts novels and the sword techniques in them, but unfortunately there were no sword techniques in the game.

Not only is there no sword technique, but the Water Buffalo Style Mighty Bull Fist is not actually a fist technique; the Bull Horn Spiral Force is just a power-generating technique.

At this moment at the bottom of the lake, he recalled the scene of "practicing swordsmanship in the water" from martial arts novels.

A muffled "thump!"

With a whooshing sound like the wind, he unleashed a powerful, spiraling punch.

The water ripples spiral forward, and the force that would normally grind pebbles into powder only carries them two meters out of the lake.

The surrounding water felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

At the same time, the breath that was originally in his lungs was also greatly depleted by the punch.

tired!

Being tired is worth it!

What are we waiting for?!

"Bang!" Another punch landed.

Li Changzhou had gone to take a shower after the morning training session, intending to rest, but then dragged his tired body back to training.

It wasn't just about strength; he found it difficult to stand in his own water, often having to throw a punch only to be pushed back a meter.

Realizing this, he practiced his lower body while practicing boxing, striving to be able to throw a punch without moving his body in the water.

What kind of realm is that?

Li Changzhou didn't know, and it was hard to imagine, but the more unimaginable it was, the more enthusiastically he practiced. The thought of reaching an unimaginable level filled him with energy.

When he took the college entrance exam, he wondered what it would be like to get a perfect score.

Most people wouldn't even dare to dream of it, but the thought of it warms his heart. He doesn't find solving problems difficult at all. When he makes a mistake or encounters a problem he can't solve, he's not discouraged at all, but rather excited.

Once you identify the problem, and with continued effort, you'll get closer to a perfect score.

The same goes for his current training. The more he discovers his shortcomings, the more excited he becomes. All the fatigue of the morning is instantly forgotten by this excitement.

During his training at the bottom of the lake, he would practice until he was breathless and on the verge of suffocating before struggling to swim to the surface.

During the swim, he nearly suffocated and drowned.

But Li Changzhou treated this as training, training his explosive power, the explosive power when he escaped death. This subconscious behavior was just like when he put his hand directly on the fire to roast it.

Back on the lake, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of lake water.

At the last moment, he almost lost control of his body and began to gulp down lake water.

"Cough cough cough!" My mouth, nose, and chest were full of moisture.

My lungs felt so bad I felt like I was going to die, my head was buzzing, and I lay on the tree roots on the water's surface like a dead fish.

Once his breathing had evened out and all his strength had returned, he braced himself with his arms, straightened up, and plunged back down.

They should have gone up the tree to retrieve the Emerald Bee Sword, but the Emerald Bee Sword was too thin and narrow, offering little resistance in the water, making it less strenuous than the Mighty Bull Fist.

After practicing for two hours, my whole body ached. I didn't even have the strength to climb back to the Bird's Nest Plain, let alone dive to the bottom of the lake.

He was too lazy to go up, so he just lay down on the tree roots by the water.

After falling asleep, I listened to the sound of the lake water lapping against the tree roots, and even in my dreams I was training at the bottom of the lake.

26 packets of vegetable seeds, including cucumber, tomato, carrot, lettuce, bok choy, green beans, spinach, pumpkin, soybeans, green beans, cabbage, beets, and more.

Each bag contains only 10 pills, meaning you need one point to exchange for one pill, which is incredibly expensive. A player only has 10 points in total.

Yang Qinglan planted only 3 seeds of each species. This was just an experiment; she was afraid of wasting too many seeds and worried about coincidences if she planted too few.

She first used a dagger to dig up the flowers and grasses on the tree trunk to study their root growth, and then buried the seeds in the same spot in the flower and grass pit.

While growing vegetables, she was also experiencing nature. Having had experience with thorns, she quickly entered a state of closeness with nature.

It's as if you can feel the emotions of the flowers and plants; they seem to be crying as they are being dug up.

As she planted the seed, feelings like "too deep," "too shallow," "just right," and "it doesn't feel right here" subtly welled up in her heart.

The Fairy Tree Romance

That feeling was so vague, so vague, that it made one wonder if it was an illusion, a figment of one's imagination, a seed of imagination speaking to oneself.

She let her heart roam free, immersing herself in this fantasy, like a little girl engrossed in chatting with her doll, combing its hair, and dressing it in a skirt.

She only came to her senses after all 78 seeds used in the experiment had been planted according to "their preferences".

The planting took a long time, but when she straightened up, her 10-point physical condition didn't make her feel too tired.

She stood on a tree branch that was so wide it was practically flat, the leaves swaying, and occasionally sunlight shone on her beautiful, pure face, making it sparkle like a jewel.

Yang Qinglan seemed to be deep in thought, so she took out another seed and flicked it out like a thorn.

The seed fell to the ground, and instead of growing into a sharp, thorny bush, it took root, sprouted, and grew leaves...

Just as the leaf trembled and emerged, a layer of iron-colored flood spread from the base of the chili seed, quickly grabbing the tip of the seedling and turning it into an "iron product".

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