Chapter 237 239 Changes in the Fog Space
Cui Lie came to his senses and looked at the vehicle that he almost rear-ended. He smiled apologetically to Rong Xianxian. A soldier in camouflage uniform stopped the car in front to register. Rong Xianxian handed the friend and relative certificate given to her by Chen Nuo to the soldier in camouflage uniform. The soldier in camouflage uniform took it and looked at what was written on it, then handed Rong Xianxian a simple wooden sign with two Arabic numerals engraved on it, 25.
After the routine vehicle inspection, the camouflage soldiers directed them to park their vehicles in a special parking lot, pointed them to a place, and asked them to find the house number 25 by themselves.
Xiangshan Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides. It is not large in area, has scarce arable land, and has inconvenient transportation to the outside world. The residents here are not well off, and the people's houses are built individually without a unified plan, so they are somewhat messy.
After the army was stationed here, they demolished some poor quality and messy houses and rebuilt neat barracks. They also retained some houses that were still usable and used them to accommodate outsiders.
Rong Xianxian and his group found the house with the house number 25. The house was a tiled-roof house common in the countryside, with only three rooms. There was an open space in front of the house, covered with weeds. A brick and stone stove was faintly visible in the dense weeds, with a large iron pot on it, and the pot was covered with rust.
Each room in the house has a double bed, a chair, and a table. The table, chairs, and beds all have different shapes and look like they were randomly put together.
Each of Rong Xianxian and the others carried an extra-large backpack with their daily necessities in it. They entered the house, cleaned it carefully, assigned their own residences, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
Rong Xianxian chose the smallest room at the back. This room seemed to be a storage room. It had no windows and was pitch black inside when the door was opened. Cui Lie and others did not agree with her living in this room, but Rong Xianxian insisted on choosing this one.
As soon as Rong Xianxian entered the room, she took out three or four luminous blue topaz from her backpack. The blue topaz absorbed the sunlight during the day and was now brighter than an incandescent lamp in the dark.
The reason why Rong Xianxian chose this smallest room was because it had no windows and had the best privacy. Rong Xianxian closed the door, closed her eyes and sensed that there was no one watching her. She couldn't wait to put down the big backpack on her back, took out the pitch-black stone, and took out the ore collected in the plains and mountains from the sachet space and put it into the domain stone space.
Rong Xianxian felt that since the misty space could expand the available area by absorbing the energy of spirit stones, if the ore mixed with spirit stones was thrown into the misty space, it should be able to automatically absorb the spirit stones.
However, when Rong Xianxian sank her consciousness into the foggy space, she found that the spirit stone was safely inside the ore, without moving at all.
Rong Xianxian had no choice but to use a hammer to smash the ore and dig out the spirit stones. This time the space "buzzed" and the spirit stones soon gradually melted away. The fog in the foggy space dissipated a little more than before. After absorbing twelve spirit stones, a small river appeared at the edge of the fog in the foggy space. Most of the river was hidden in the fog, and only a width of less than half a meter was outside the fog. The water was clear and gurgling. It was impossible to see where the source of the river was, nor where it would eventually flow.
Rong Xianxian threw in two more spirit stones. Although there was light in the foggy space this time, there was no obvious change in the range of the fog, and the width of the river did not change at all. It seemed that the appetite of the foggy space had increased, and more energy was needed to satisfy its needs for continued upgrading. It seemed that if the foggy space was to have obvious changes, the spirit stones consumed would have to increase exponentially.
Rong Xianxian stared at the newly appeared river in a daze, wondering if the river water was drinkable, and whether it had any special functions. She wondered what it would look like when the fog in this space dissipated and the whole picture was revealed. More importantly, how many spirit stones would it cost to dissipate the fog in this space?
Hiss, it hurts!
The content of spirit stones in the mine in the plain mountain area is not high. Rong Xianxian scouted for a long time before picking the place with the most concentrated spirit stones. He did not dare to waste a single moment of time and only managed to snatch more than 20 pieces. He used up more than half of them in one go. The key point is that the fog is boundless, and it feels like the spirit stones that will be needed later are like a bottomless pit.
In her previous life, she had survived in the apocalypse for a year and had not heard any news about spirit stones. She had missed this mine and didn't know where to find such things in the future. Thinking of the black-shelled fish-scale armored monsters that had gathered in an instant and covered the sky, Rong Xianxian sighed, hoping that they would forget what had happened today tomorrow so that she could go dig some more ore.
Rong Xianxian told Cui Lie and the others in advance that they should take care of their own dinner and not worry about the three of them. She was a little tired and needed to rest early to take care of the two children.
Rong Xianxian made a cup of milk powder for Xuanxuan and Xiaoluo respectively, steamed an egg custard for them with the wild bird eggs she had collected, and fried a large plate of meat with bacon and fresh wild vegetables. The three of them had this early dinner.
After dinner, Xuanxuan took Xiao Luo to practice martial arts. Xiaoao squatted on the windowsill and felt a little bored. When Xiaoao folded his wings, he was only the size of a domestic chicken and did not attract much attention from the soldiers. He followed in smoothly.
Rong Xianxian planned to take this time to organize the supplies in the two spaces. Although the space of the sachet was not large, it was small and exquisite, easy to carry, and not easy to attract attention.
Rong Xianxian's daily supplies and some sundries she collected were all stored in the sachet space. In the past few days, the sachet space has been filled up. It looks messy and it is very difficult to find something.
Compared to the sachet space, the newly upgraded fog space seems much emptier. In addition to the small sapling of unknown species that existed when the fog space was just formed, Rong Xianxian also planted a hawthorn tree, a purple snow dan fruit tree, and five or six ice crystal fruit trees. There are small branches on the ground where the ice crystal fruit trees are planted. The flowering and fruiting ice crystal trees have a frosty color, which is very special. The seedling of this ice crystal tree is completely different. Its branches and leaves are light green and look very ordinary.
There is now only an empty wooden sign at the location where the purple snow dan fruit tree was planted. This was the mark made by Rong Xianxian when the seeds were buried. It is unknown when the seeds of the purple snow dan fruit tree will germinate. Rong Xianxian takes care of them according to the characteristics of the two spiritual plants recorded in the "Spiritual Plant Map", hoping that they can thrive.
Now a clear stream has appeared at the edge of the foggy space. It is not yet known whether the river water is drinkable, but there will be no problem if it is used to water the saplings!
(End of this chapter)
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