Finally, Qingfeng consoled him, "Actually, even if we had thought of the Fortune Fruit, it wouldn't have helped. The Fortune Fruit takes a long time to grow. Even with the influence of the mutant bean sprouts, it still takes over a month. The previous map only lasted about twenty days, so that's not enough time."
Because of these words, the slight regret in Meng Qingyin's heart quickly dissipated.
She found the seeds of the Fortune Fruit from her system backpack, looked at Qingfeng expectantly, and asked, "Then I'll leave the planting of the Fortune Fruit to you."
Qingfeng: "Didn't I tell you in detail how to plant the Fortune Fruit?"
Meng Qingyin nodded. "You're right, but how can I compare to you planting the plants yourself by following the steps? You're a master at planting."
Qing Feng tried hard to control the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and his face was calm: "Okay then."
Meng Qingyin stuffed the seed into her hands and said, "Thank you for your help."
Qingfeng took the seeds to the planting room.
The cub said weakly, "Master, I'm so hungry..."
Meng Qingyin immediately took out some food from the space ring and fed it to the baby, who ate it voraciously.
At this time, there was movement in the group chat again.
I'm the European Emperor (Poor Version): "I just got some very important news! This map may be the one that lasts the longest!"
Strong wine drowns sorrows: "Is your information reliable?"
I'm the European Emperor (poor version): "Of course it's reliable! I just opened a box and got an item. It clearly says on it that this map will last at least half a year!"
Strong wine drowned his sorrows: "It's actually as long as half a year?"
I'm the European Emperor (poor version): "Yeah, at least half a year. I don't know why this map lasted so long."
Chen Leying: "If it's half a year, many people may not be able to persist for that long."
Meng Meng: "Well, this map might be like Don't Starve, with a lot of players dying."
Of course, the mortality rate of the Don't Starve map is very high, for players in other areas.
Since they had stockpiled food in advance, not many players died.
But this map is different.
Players didn't accumulate a lot of coins in the previous stage, and this map is burning money every day.
It is foreseeable that without a way to make money, it would be difficult for players to persist for half a year.
Moreover, what Lu Cheng just said was, "at least half a year."
In other words, this map will take half a year to start, and may even take longer than half a year.
I am a non-African: "In several previous maps, players found key props that allowed them to enter the next map early. Will there be similar props this time that allow us to leave this map early? Half a year is really too long."
There was silence in the group for a moment.
No one knows if such a prop exists.
Suddenly, Qin Jiu said: "By the way, maybe we can ask Grandma Jin Xiu!"
I am the Emperor of Europe (Poor Version): "But even if Granny Jinxiu has such a prop, we don't have the Heart of the Night Demon. And..."
Strong wine drowned his sorrows: "And what? Lu Cheng, don't speak halfway."
I'm the European Emperor (poor version): "The item also states that even if you leave this map, the charging model for survival resources will not change and will always be maintained."
Strong wine drowns sorrows: "Fuck!"
If that's the case, then it doesn't seem to matter whether we leave this map or not.
Meng Qingyin had already guessed this.
When paying for survival resources, there was an option for a one-year payment period. At that time, she vaguely guessed that the survival resource charging setting might be maintained in the future.
But she didn't expect that this map would last for at least half a year.
Spirited Uncle: "I just asked Jin Xiu, and she said there is no prop that can leave this map early, but it is not impossible."
Zhang Yan: "What do you mean?"
Spirit Master: "Clear the Demon Tower. As long as you clear the Demon Tower, you can enter the next map."
Liquor-soaked sorrow: "That's it. You haven't seen that tower before. You can't see the end at a glance, so you have no idea how many floors it has! Besides, the five of us only made it through three floors in an hour. We don't know what to do with the demonic scorpions on the fourth floor."
I am the European Emperor (poor version): "It seems that no matter which road I choose, it will not be easy to walk."
Meng Meng: "No matter what, since there is a second way to leave here early, there is no reason not to try it."
Chen Leying: "Well, I tried. It doesn't matter if I fail."
Liquor-soaked sorrow: "You're right, I'm going to open the box right now and try to get a ticket to the Tower of Babel!"
I am a non-African: "I saw Mask in the chat area shouting again, saying that she has a ticket to the Tower of Babel."
Everyone immediately turned to the chat area.
Mask: "I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel! I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel! I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel!"
Lonely Root Three: "Take me with you!"
New Year Cat: "Take me with you too!"
Mask: "I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel! I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel! I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel!"
Little Bear can play chess: "Master Mask? Can you see our messages?"
“…”
Just like what happened at the gambling table last time, Mask ignored all the players who asked for a group and only focused on sending his own messages, which was very weird.
Meng Qingyin's eyes moved.
This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice, from the pesticide incident, to the gambling table incident last time, to the entrance ticket to the Tower of Babel this time.
It’s the same route every time.
The "mask" might also have some kind of ability.
What are her abilities?
Can you materialize a specific item?
…
At this time, the man wearing the fox mask was still repeating the message.
After a moment, she stopped, breathless.
For some reason, what she wanted this time was more difficult than before, and the mental effort she put into it was even greater.
Her ability is called [Mask].
[Mask: When the false becomes true, the true becomes false. When you repeat a lie over and over again, it may no longer be a lie. Under the mask, who is real and who is fake?]
She had tried many times, and this "lie" was only possible when it involved a specific prop.
Tang Mian calmed his disordered breathing and sent the message again.
Mask: "I have a ticket to the Tower of Babel!"
The next moment, an admission ticket to the Tower of Babel appeared out of thin air in her hand!
Without caring about being happy, Tang Mian took off the mask and looked at himself in the mirror.
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