Gu Man's military boots sank into the moss.

She looked up at the metal beam that stretched across the sky.

What was supposed to be the temple's beams is now covered in glowing vines and decorated with LED light bulbs.

"My ancestors..." She brushed aside the mechanical prayer flags that hung before her eyes, "built a vegetable garden inside the temple?"

Handa suddenly appeared from behind.

He was very excited: "Here... the radiation value is zero?"

The thirty-meter-high wall collapsed with a loud bang.

An old man carrying a hoe walked out of the smoke.

His left arm is a bionic prosthesis, with nutrients dripping down from it.

"Are you new here?" The old man knocked on the floor tiles with the handle of his hoe. "Can you plant rice?"

Gu Man hasn't spoken yet.

The whole floor tile suddenly flipped over.

Handa almost fell into a rice field that suddenly appeared.

A holographic bird repellent hangs among the golden ears of rice.

"Is this... a 3D projection?" He reached out to touch the rice ears.

"Snap!"

Inaho slapped him in the face.

"Radiation-resistant iron rice." The old man kicked the ridge of the field. "It has its own defense system."

Song Lufeng suddenly squatted down and dug the soil: "Earthworms!"

A mechanical earthworm slithered between his fingers, a miniature watering can on its back.

"Employee No. 001 of the Ecological Recycling Department." The old man picked up the earthworm and shook it, "Loosening the soil for the WiFi signal repeater at the same time."

Gu Man's fingertips touched the ground.

The tremors of the earth's tremors crawled up her spine. She saw new mycelium growing in the cracks of the concrete, devouring the nuclear contamination.

"The planet breathes."

She muttered to herself.

This place was totally beyond her expectations.

The level of fantasy here overturned her cognition!

The fusion of ancient, modern and future, the combination of traditional Chinese style and mechanical style, this requires a crazy imagination to come up with!

Yet, in this wasteland, in this world on the verge of death, it exudes vitality and is strangely harmonious!

Gu Man was so deeply moved that he was speechless.

It turns out that in this strange world, ancestors, descendants, and contemporaries are all doing their best to live!

They are all unsung heroes!

Handa suddenly pointed to the sky: "What is that!"

A transparent cultivation chamber was hanging from the half-Bodhisattva's hand. Eggplants were hanging from the hole in the Buddha's palm, emitting a faint blue light.

"Soilless cultivation test field." The red-haired girl poked her head out of the Buddha statue's ear, "Would you like to try some space peppers?"

She threw down a chili pepper that spewed fire.

The moment Song Lufeng caught it, La Jiao suddenly sang: "Red umbrella, white pole~"

"The latest insect repellent audio." The girl slid down the cable, "My name is A-li, a former graduate student at Agricultural University."

Gu Man suddenly sniffed: "Where does the hot pot smell come from?"

Ali flipped open a solar panel.

There was a goose pot hidden underneath. Some mutant plants were bubbling in the red soup, and energy cubes were floating in the clear soup.

"Recycling." She picked up a piece of purple plant that was bubbling. "Want some?"

Handa's stomach made loud gurgling sounds.

Song Lufeng suddenly walked to the corner.

His black sword was resonating with something.

Pull aside the mutated ivy to reveal a bronze stele.

"In the seventh year of Zhenguan..." He wiped off the moss, "Was this the largest granary in Chang'an?"

The entire wall suddenly lit up with a holographic projection.

The old man in a Tang suit was pollinating rice. The compass in his hand suddenly changed shape and shot out lasers to weed.

Song Lufeng blows towards the projection.

The old man in a Zhongshan suit in the projection made a heart gesture: "My dear grandson, remember to drink the nutrient solution."

Ah Li kicked the smoking generator and said, "The holographic advertisement is here again."

Gu Man was staring at the cracks in the floor.

Her pupils had the pattern of rock formations: "Something is sprouting...down there."

No one has reacted yet.

Tufts of green grass began to grow, winding around the tree.

Ali and the old man were stunned.

"I'm here to see the leader of the rebels."

Song Lufeng expressed his intention.

Red-haired A-Li hit Song Lufeng's chest with a wrench.

"Are you here to see my Third Uncle?" She leaned closer with her face stained with engine oil, "Look at his features, he's definitely a child of the Song family."

Song Lufeng slapped the wrench away: "Is it so obvious?"

"There's a family tree on his desk." Ah Li kicked aside the seed drill that was blocking his way, "and your childhood photos are on every page."

Gu Man burst out laughing.

Handa's mechanical eye scanned the corridor: "Is this... a temple?"

Claw marks were left on the broken metal walls. Half of the fifty-meter-high dome collapsed, revealing an engineering drone repairing it.

"The good god has long been cold." Ah Li kicked a skull away, "Now it is the pumpkin temple we planted."

A group of chickens suddenly rushed out from the corner.

The mechanical hen chases the mutated locusts, and the sound of the eggs it lays is like a gunshot.

"The latest pest control solution." Ah Li caught the boiling egg, "and provided breakfast at the same time."

Gu Man dodged the splashed egg liquid: "You call this a temple?"

"Look there." Ali pointed to the top of his head.

In the incomplete relief, the statue of the good god was changed into a scarecrow. The holy vessel he held was replaced by a watering can, and a lightning rod was inserted into his forehead.

Song Lufeng suddenly stopped by.

He touched the marks on the wall: "Is this... the Tang Army's farming order?"

"Written by Third Uncle." Ah Li wiped out the entire text with his sleeve, "changing the divine prophecy into a guide to farming."

There was a quarrel at the end of the corridor.

"I told you not to use nuclear wastewater to water vegetables!" The old man in a white coat grabbed someone's ear, "These radishes will explode!"

"But they grow fast..." the young man said, protecting the spray bottle.

Ah Li rolled his eyes: "Daily life at the Agricultural Science Academy."

When he pushed open the last door, Handa's radiator suddenly started spinning wildly.

"Higher dimensional energy detected!"

The military boots sank into the carpet - or rather, the carpet-like mass of hyphae.

In the middle of the room stood a man.

Wearing a Zhongshan suit and black cloth shoes, he was pruning a potted plant. When the scissors cut through the air, the remaining silver light looked like a chopped-off galaxy.

"Coming?" the man turned his head.

Song Lufeng's pupils contracted.

This face is 70% similar to his, but the corners of the eyes are filled with traces of time. Not wrinkles, but something deeper.

It's like compressing thousands of years into the starlight in the eyes.

The Third Uncle put down the scissors and said, "Sit down."

Gu Man didn't move: "The way you shot the dead spirit..."

"Improved version of agricultural machinery." He opened the drawer. "Would you like to see the design?"

Ah Li suddenly interrupted: "Last month, there was a locust plague in the East District, and Uncle San modified the harvester."

She called up the holographic video: golden mechas sweeping across the fields, their blades creating a storm of flashing spell patterns.

"This is called physical salvation." Third Uncle pushed his glasses.

Song Lufeng touched the bullet hole on the wall and asked, "Has there been a war here?"

"It happened last week." The third uncle fed a spoonful of fertilizer to the potted plants. "An evil god said that our farming was blasphemy."

Mycelium suddenly rose from the floor, forming a holographic reenactment:

The man in a Zhongshan suit crushed the throat of a god with one hand, and with the other hand he was sending a WeChat message: [20% off on cabbage prices]

"The battle lasted 0.7 seconds." Ali gestured, "including the time it took to send the group purchase information."

Handa was almost stunned.

Gu Man stared at his uncle's hand: "Your power..."

"I learned it from farming." He showed the old cob in his palm. "Turning the soil is harder than fighting."

Suddenly the alarm went off.

A pop-up alert appeared on Ah Li's computer: [Southeast greenhouse attacked]

The third uncle took off his glasses and said, "Xiao Song, come with me."

When Song Lufeng caught up, he found that the other person's walking posture was exactly the same as his own.

"You are really me..."

"The 378th keeper of the family tree." The third uncle pushed open the emergency door, "According to the generational hierarchy, you should call me Grandpa."

Gu Man almost tripped over the threshold: "Do you have a trick for staying in the face?"

"Photosynthesis." Uncle San pointed to the fill light on the roof.

As he passed through the planting area, Song Lufeng saw his black sword resonating. The point where the sword pointed was actually a power armor with a Tang sword inserted in it.

"The first generation of mecha." Uncle San patted the armor, "It was made with the bones of your ancestors."

Gu Man was surprised: "What?"

"Bone Conduction Operating System pun." Ah Li rolled his eyes. "He's always like that."

When the mutant broke through the greenhouse, Uncle San was tying his shoelaces.

"Watch." he said to Song Lufeng.

The moment he raised his hand, a picture of Chang'an City appeared in the air. The 108 wards turned into a cage, crushing the monster into a piece of paper.

"I just learned 3D printing." He picked up the monster paper, "I used the toilet paper."

Gu Man suddenly pressed the ground: "There are seven more!"

Green exploded from her fingertips, entangling the invisible enemy.

Third uncle's eyes lit up: "Son of the Planet?"

He threw out a handful of seeds.

The seeds exploded into an electric grid in mid-air, roasting the diffuse green into a barbecue aroma.

"The latest insecticide." He handed over the cumin powder. "Want to try?"

Song Lufeng watched the two lunatics working together to clear the scene, and suddenly realized that the black sword was not the only thing passed down from his ancestors.

When the battle was over, Uncle San's pocket watch rang.

"It's time to feed the pigs." He turned and left, "Xiao Song, go wipe the mecha."

Song Lufeng looked at the first generation mecha that was covered with rust and asked: "How do I clean it?"

"Use your blood to resonate." The voice of the Third Uncle came from the pig pen, "Remember to wax."

Gu Manmo took a closer look at the operating table.

The meter pops up a message: [Lineal blood detected, do you want to activate parent-child mode? ]

Song Lufeng pressed the cancel button with a gloomy face.

Ah Li passed by while chewing a tomato: "Your ancestors recorded a parenting tutorial in it."

During the night patrol, Song Lufeng finally found an opportunity to be alone.

"How did you survive a thousand years?"

Uncle San was repairing a tractor: "I have a physical checkup every Thursday and drink wolfberry every day."

"To be honest."

The old man's eyes suddenly sparkled: "I planted myself in the earth."

He rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his root-like veins.

"Back then, the evil god polluted the earth veins." He tapped the glowing veins, "Someone in the Song family must have acted as a filter."

Song Lufeng took out the family tree: "These blank pages..."

"Leave it to future generations." Third Uncle suddenly looked ten years younger. "For example, you."

A scream came from the warehouse: "Who is raising chickens in a mecha?"

The third uncle ran away: "That's a special chamber for laying eggs!"

Gu Man's fingertips sank into the mycelium carpet.

The ground pulses pulsated upwards through her blood vessels, and she saw the seeds curled up in the cracks of the concrete, stretching themselves.

"It's time for dinner." she said softly.

The whole temple suddenly shook.

Ah Li's wrench fell into the oil drum: "Earthquake?"

Song Lufeng's black sword began to resonate.

Mycelium gushed out of every crevice like millions of transparent earthworms, enveloping purple potatoes, toothy tomatoes, and screaming cabbages.

"Oh my god!" Lao Zhang hugged the mutant pumpkin, "Is this girl going to start a plant purge?"

The wandering pupils showed the texture of the earth's shell.

She used the power of the Children of the Planet again, and the people here were trying their best to survive.

When she came here, she had to do her part.

The hyphae suddenly burst collectively, raining down sparkling spores.

The old man's mechanical eye pops up data: [Radiation value drops to 0.7%]

The first thing to change is the moss at the corner of the wall.

The gray-green fungal mat loses its toxins and sprouts new life.

"My eggplant!" Red-haired Ali rushed to the vegetable garden.

The eggplant that had eyeballs yesterday now has a juicy purple skin.

The moment she took a bite, the juice splashed onto Third Uncle's Zhongshan suit.

"Sweet!" she shouted with her mouth full of purple.

The third uncle rubbed his clothes and said, "It's been so many years..."

His voice caught in his throat.

Song Lufeng squatted down and brushed his fingertips over the newly grown clover.

The hyacinth flowers hung from the steel beams, and they blossomed around Lao Zhang's mechanical arm.

Drones flew around carrying flower seeds, planting rose bushes in the bullet holes.

"Planet Breathing." Gu Man fell to the ground, his forehead resting on the sprouting concrete.

"Oh my God!" Handa screamed.

Everyone turned to look at him.

Ah Li threw a freshly picked tomato at him: "Eat this!"

The tomatoes traced a perfect parabola in the air.

The moment Handa caught it, the fruit suddenly cracked open - no acid splashed out, but a honey-like aroma overflowed.

The cover of Third Uncle's pocket watch popped open.

The holographic projection automatically plays the wheat waves from thousands of years ago.

In the golden waves, the ancestors in Tang suits turned their heads and smiled, becoming the young seedlings in the temple at this moment.

"Energy conservation." Uncle San took out a handful of green onions, "Enough of the pain, time for some sweetness."

The land releases dandelions, and the fluff floats along the exhaust system.

Each ball of fluff is filled with tree seeds, which take root immediately after landing on the supporting column.

Newly grown peach trees propped up the cracks, their roots automatically weaving a supporting network.

Gu Man was lifted into the air by the green.

Bell orchids bloomed in her hair, and she commanded the vines to repair the broken glass dome.

For the first time, moonlight poured into the temple unhindered, shining on Old Zhang's stunned face.

"My diesel potatoes..." he dug up the soil, "turned back into normal potatoes!"

Ah Li kicked over the nutrient solution bucket: "Normal is better!"

She opened the refrigerator in the cooking area. The hot pot base that had been frozen for twenty years was now being transformed into bean paste by mushroom hyphae.

Uncle San suddenly started taking off his shoes.

"What are you doing?" Song Lufeng blocked Gu Man's eyes.

"Let's plant rice!" The old man tucked the hem of his Zhongshan suit into his trousers. "If we don't plant rice now, we'll lose money!"

There was a bombing noise from the mecha warehouse.

The first-generation power armor started up by itself and walked towards the field carrying the hoe.

[Automatic Driving Agricultural Mode] flashes on the operating screen.

Handa ran over: "I want to help..."

"Next!" A-li threw a straw hat.

The temple was bustling under the moonlight.

Engineers wearing exoskeletons are sowing rice seeds, and drones are playing the background music of "In the Fields of Hope".

The mutant hens laid their first normal nest of eggs, which were made into pancakes and distributed.

Gu was paralyzed among the flowers.

Song Lufeng handed over a bamboo cup of water: "Would you like to drink?"

"I can't drink anymore..." A bunch of wild chrysanthemums bloomed from her fingertips, "The earth is giving me a calming tea."

Third uncle's cloth shoes stepped on the grass.

He held a ball of glowing soil in his hand: "Do you want it?"

Gu Man jumped up instantly: "The core soil of the mother tree!"

"Are you awake?" The old man stuffed the dirt into her palm, "Help me."

The first generation mecha arm suddenly wrapped around the two people.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the temple, Lao Zhang cried like a fool.

In his experimental fields, normal wheat ears were bent under the weight of the weight.

No teeth, no bite, just pure blond waves.

Third Uncle stood in the wheat field, and a thousand years of time flowed through his fingers.

Song Lufeng walked behind him.

"Back then..." the old man's Mao suit was soaked with dew, "we were forced to learn how to farm in despair."

He bent down and picked a grain of wheat.

"Now, it's time to teach you how to plant the future."

Suddenly, the sky cracked open.

It's not dark clouds, it's not thunder and lightning, it's literal shattering.

The crisp sound of shattering glass came from the clouds, and asphalt-like slime oozed from the cracks, with fishy purple smoke rising from the dripping places.

The lingering green suddenly went out of control.

They burrow out of the soil like crazy.

"The earth's veins are trembling." She pressed her throbbing temples.

The alarm exploded into sparks just after uttering half a syllable.

The holographic defense map twisted into a demon's face, and the energy detectors exploded.

Ali's mechanical earphones began to buzz, emitting a sound similar to the flapping of bees' wings.

Song Lufeng's black sword was unsheathed on its own, with the tip of the sword pointing to the northeast and shaking wildly.

The sword body talisman civilization was destroyed like a gasp, burning marks on the ground.

The mutated giant trees outside the temple began to self-immolate.

The tree crown twisted into a hand shape in the dark green flames and knelt in the direction of the crack.

Swarms of mechanical voles crashed into the protective shield, and their electronic eyes burst into scarlet data streams.

Sparks flew from Ah-Li's mechanical headset.

"Activate the Suzaku Formation!" She threw out six USB flash drives and inserted them into the console.

The temple dome exploded, and three hundred drones rose into the sky, trailing flames, with their wings spread out to form a Tang sword formation.

Lao Zhang's robotic arm is inserted into the reactor.

"Try my genetically modified treat!"

The mutated pumpkin vines broke through the soil, entangled with the fallen tentacles, and the pumpkin opened its mouth to spray sulfuric acid, and the rotting flesh sizzled.

The third uncle tore his Zhongshan suit into pieces.

The underground network in the chest burst into golden light: "Young man of the prosperous Tang Dynasty——"

The broken eaves suddenly shook off the dust, and the tiles turned into a rain of arrows rising against the sky, each tile engraved with the name of Chang'an market.

Song Lufeng's black sword was screaming.

The sword's tip brushed past Third Uncle's palm, and he drew the command in blood: "Break!"

The sword light surged up like a rainbow piercing the sun, splitting the huge scarlet eye that was opening.

"Not enough!" Ali kicked away the red operating table.

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The entire temple suddenly tilted, and the load-bearing columns sprouted barbs that pierced into the ground.

Old Zhang laughed wildly and pressed the main switch: "Self-destruction program activated!"

The sky cracked with black holes.

A hundred thousand tentacles burst forth, each covered with a swirling mouth, and scarlet tumors smashed into the temple, exploding into a swamp of corruption as they landed.

"The third wave!" A-li's mechanical headset exploded with an alarm.

The defense shield was instantly overloaded, and cracks spread like a spider web.

Lao Zhang kicked over the operating table: "Bring on the hard dishes!"

Three hundred drones took off, trailing flames, their wings spread out like a Tang sword formation. Incendiary bombs exploded in midair into a Bagua formation, shredding the first wave of tentacles.

"It's our turn!" Third Uncle's Zhongshan suit made a hunting sound.

He stamped his feet, shattering the floor tiles, and the fragments of the tiles floated in the air like a sand table of Chang'an City. The 108th Archway turned into a spear, nailing the fallen tumor in mid-air.

Song Lufeng's black sword was hissing.

"Watch this!" Third Uncle tore open his sleeves, and his blood vessels lit up with a star map, "The power is not poured in--"

He punched through the fallen tumor.

"It exploded!"

In the bloody rain, Song Zhongming grabbed Song Lufeng's wrist and said, "The black cube is not a sword!"

The fingertips pressed into the young man's pulse: "It's your cage!"

Song Lufeng's pupils shrank.

The black sword suddenly liquefied and wrapped around his arm to form an armguard. Countless spells flowed on the metal surface, and each stroke ignited a blue flame.

"The first level of breaking the limit!" Third Uncle shouted.

Song Lufeng swung his fist and punched the ground.

The texture of the earth's crust lit up instantly, and the shock wave blew away tentacles within a 300-meter radius.

The rotten flesh piled up into a ten-thousand-meter-long body.

Three thousand eyeballs opened in his chest, and every glance ignited a nuclear explosion.

The evil god raised his hand and shattered the clouds, and his palm opened into a mouth that swallowed everything.

"Ant." The sound waves shattered twelve mechas.

The outer walls of the temple collapsed with a loud bang, and the mycelium defense network made a mournful sound.

The Third Uncle's Seven Secrets were bleeding: "Remember!"

He ripped open his chest, revealing the pulsating earth core: "Don't think about your limits, you have no limits!"

Song Lufeng's black armor exploded into pieces.

Tattoos resembling stars appeared on his skin, and golden flames ignited in his left eye.

"Break the limit——" He crushed the ground beneath his feet.

"Ninth Heaven!"

The black sword reconstructs into a kilometer-long light blade.

The moment Song Lufeng leaped up, the shadow of Chang'an in the prosperous Tang Dynasty appeared behind him.

Suzaku Street turned into a sword, and Xuanwu Gate turned into a shield.

"Cut!"

The sword split the sky and earth.

The evil god's eyeballs exploded one after another, and three thousand nuclear explosions ignited in the sword's edge.

The Devouring Mouth was stuffed into the entire Qinling Mountains, and its fangs shattered into a meteor shower.

Song Lufeng fell towards the burning earth.

The fragments of black armor reassembled into a lotus in the air, supporting his broken body.

The third uncle caught the young man who fell down and said, "The offspring of the old Song family..."

The spreading hyphae supported the unconscious man.

A miniature carving of Chang'an City lit up on his forehead, and the fragments of the black sword reassembled into a jade ring in his palm.

"Wake up!" Ali smashed the medical cabin.

The moment Song Lufeng opened his eyes, the weapons in the entire temple began to buzz at the same time.

He held the jade ring tightly.

The veins of the earth climbed up his arms along his fingertips and condensed into a black dragon tattoo on his shoulder.

"It's time to settle the accounts." He looked toward the crack in the sky.

The black dragon tattoo opened its vertical pupils and let out a roar that shattered the stars.

Song Lufeng's sword pierced into the evil god's pupil.

The fragments of black armor reassembled into the phantom of Chang'an City in the void, the Suzaku Gate crushed three thousand eyeballs, and the basalt pierced the scarlet heart.

"This sword——" Blood mist gushed out of his pores, "I will pay you back the thousand-year blood debt you owe!"

The sword's edge exploded into a supernova.

The evil god's body was annihilated bit by bit, and black rain flowed back into the cracks in the sky.

The diffuse green net captured the poisonous blood that splashed everywhere, and the underground veins roared, transforming it into nutrients for the earth.

Uncle San's vascular network began to fade.

"Fuck...beautiful..."

He fell down and sat on the wreckage of the mecha, starlight seeping out of his Zhongshan suit.

"This lousy place has trapped me for twelve centuries..."

Song Lufeng knelt on one knee: "Ancestor..."

"Don't make such a sad face!"

The old man suddenly grabbed him by the collar.

"Listen carefully—" golden crystals appeared where their palms were pressed together, "the rebel base is both a prison and a weapon. Either we restart the ecological core..."

Jing Yuan stabbed Song Lufeng's wrist, "Or press the red button to blow it up!"

Gu Man said softly.

"Maybe there is a third way."

Her pupils reflected the stars.

"Use the Earth's resonance to reset the timeline—"

The third uncle laughed so hard that his wound was bruised:

"Girl, I've tried seven thousand eight hundred times..."

"But I am a child of the planet."

She tore open her braids, and her black hair turned into green strands that connected to the earth's core. "This time, I'll use my life as the conductor!"

Song Lufeng joined in.

He couldn't help but join.

Now, what Manman wants is companionship.

Black armor stripes spread across his neck: "If you want to gamble, gamble big."

He pulled out the beating crystal,

"Use the Song family's causal weapon, plus your life code—"

The third uncle's pupils shrank: "You want..."

"Three forces combined into one!" The mycelium wrapped around the crystal, "exploded and reassembled!"

The temple's foundations began to collapse.

"Crazy! All crazy!" Lao Zhang stuffed potatoes into his backpack while running.

Ah Li's mechanical arm ejected a safety rope: "If you want to leave, go ahead!" She tied the rope to the operating table, "I'm betting on these psychopaths!"

The body of the Third Uncle gradually became transparent: "Song family kid..." He finally patted the remains of the mecha, "Watch it for me——"

The wreckage exploded into a nano-frenzy.

The three of them were suspended in the center of the energy vortex.

Bronze patterns grew out of Song Lufeng's crystal, and the diffuse hyphae woven into a double helix, with the Third Uncle transformed into a data stream running through it.

"Start it." The old voice echoed in the void, "Use Chang'an as an anchor--"

Gu Man bit his tongue and sprayed blood mist: "Everything is a code!"

Song Lufeng's black sword split the chaos: "Use the God Killer as the key!"

The earth's crust gave rise to the first cry of a baby.

Mycelium networks cover the entire continent, and nuclear waste blooms into a sea of ​​metallic flowers.

Ah Li's mechanical headset suddenly rang: "Warning lifted, air quality is excellent..."

The old man's mechanical eye showed an analysis chart: "Radiation value returned to zero?!"

Lao Zhang knelt in the wheat field and trembled: "Normal wheat ears...all normal wheat ears!"

The shadow of the Third Uncle gently stroked the city bricks.

"Finally I can get off work..." His Mao suit turned into stardust, "Tell future generations--"

Gu Man suddenly called her: "Wait!"

A pocket watch fell out of the stardust, with "Money for my grandson's wife to change her name" engraved on its surface.

Song Lufeng's ears turned red: "This old man!"

A peach blossom forest grew at the site of the temple.

Gu Man poked Song Lufeng's new tattoo: "Can you control the earth's veins now?"

"Not only that." He clicked his finger joints, "I can also repair tractors."