Xia Chuhe: "..."
Go ahead and follow if you want.
Xia Chuhe also needed to leave someone behind to avoid missing any clues. Fearing that Wang Yan would be embarrassed if he stayed behind, Zhao Maomao was the only remaining candidate.
Four people and a cat climbed out of the basement one after another.
Xia Chuhe walked along the area where different plant species intersected, and the plants that had been trampled by flowerpots earlier had miraculously recovered.
Watermelon, cucumber, winter melon, tomato, sunflower, radish, peanut, cabbage... all kinds of plants with different ripening periods gather together without any pattern, and at the same time produce the most delicious fruits.
Since the fruits and vegetables can't be grown on the farm, what about when they're eaten?
Xia Chuhe picked a fresh, tender cucumber.
I was just about to rub the cucumber thorns directly on my clothes when I remembered I was dead...
I felt uncomfortable, but I still wasted some water washing it.
Xia Chuhe took a bite of the cucumber, but the cucumber was shorter, and his mouth felt empty.
Xia Chuhe was worried that the corpse wouldn't be able to identify what was in its mouth, so he spat, but nothing came out.
The cucumber, now shorter than before, slowly disappeared from Xia Chuhe's hand, leaving only a little bit of water on his palm.
Looks good but tastes bad!
Xia Chuhe was heartbroken, realizing he had wasted half a bottle of water for nothing.
The other fruits are much the same as this cucumber. They're perfectly fine when picked, but they disappear the moment you put them in your mouth.
Apart from some water and ash that the plants themselves carry, nothing was left.
Xia Chuhe picked them all, finally breaking off all the plump sunflowers. The sunflowers were hard to pick, and her hands were burning from the effort.
On the farm, the hydroponic seeds used for the experiment remained unchanged, still shriveled and showing no signs of absorbing water and becoming plump.
Xia Chuhe reminded himself again and again: the ultimate goal is to find the core of the dungeon; competition and rivalry are just secondary.
Instead of studying how to make the seed germinate, grow, and mature, we should think about where the clues to the mother and child are after the seed has been obtained.
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