Chapter 410 Ten Thousand Words Self-criticism

Jun Yuan stepped on the tractor and turned on the automatic driving. The rumbling sound echoed in the sky, and no alien beast dared to approach him.

Shen Zhiyin sat next to him, holding a lollipop in her mouth and watching the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

The live broadcast content was made by the spirit of the secret realm.

At this moment, it was her fighting crazy nephew chasing a group of mandrills.

The rumbling sound kept coming, and those who didn't know would think there was a gunfight.

"What's the use of you taking the driver's license test?"

Seeing Jun Yuan's automatic driving, Shen Zhiyin rolled his eyes.

The tractor went up to the sky, and it drove automatically. Look at how capable you are.

Jun Yuan leaned back in the car seat with his arms folded: "Observe the traffic rules of you humans."

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I am a very approachable underworld emperor."

Jun Yuan boasted naturally.

"Oh, your little nephew seems to have set the forest on fire."

Shen Muye went crazy when he started fighting, and he didn't care about the surrounding environment and people at all.

His fighting ability is indeed strong, but he doesn't distinguish between friend and foe.

Netizens also became anxious when they saw the forest on fire.

[No, although I admit that it is really amazing, but it is a scoring occasion. Don't you know that the forest cannot be set on fire! ]

[Hurry up, firefighters, this competition is a bit expensive and labor-intensive. ]

[Is this illegal? ]

[Since this competition has been set up, are there no protective measures? 】

【So those who can practice can ignore others and the environment, right? There is no need to be so high and mighty. 】

The rhythm on the Internet is gradually developing in a bad direction.

At this moment, Shen Muye found that most of the mandrills were killed by him, but he was in trouble.

Fortunately, this kid has a brain and quickly called for help.

"Brother! Fourth brother, help, come and put out the fire!"

Shen Mujin: "Did you burn the forest?"

This is really not surprising at all.

Shen Muye was in a hurry, and suddenly a patter of rain fell from the sky.

It was the local kind.

And it was accompanied by a rumbling sound.

Don't get me wrong, it's not thunder, it's the sound of a tractor engine.

At this moment, the only tractors that can fly in the sky are Jun Yuan and Shen Zhiyin.

The rain was summoned by Jun Yuan. He stood on the suspended tractor and snapped his fingers. A dark cloud gathered above the burning forest, and the rain fell in a moment.

The spirit of the secret realm was very sensible and gave Jun Yuan a close-up shot.

At this moment, all the people in Lanzhou were impressed by him. He

was so handsome!

The falling rain extinguished the fire before it spread, and of course Shen Muye became a chicken in the soup.

But he didn't care, instead he smiled happily.

"You don't have to come, my aunt and Jun are here to save me, hahaha!"

After the dark clouds dispersed, Shen Zhiyin took out a formation plate and threw it into the forest destroyed by Shen Muye, while performing the spell of spring.

Countless seeds of trees, flowers and plants buried in the ground broke out of the soil, and then grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The area was quite large, and she stopped when the trees grew two or three meters high. The array she left behind allowed the trees in this area to continue growing.

I don't know how many people were stunned by this scene.

So far, although everyone knows that there are people who can practice, it is similar to the legendary cultivation of immortals.

But there are still too few people with spiritual roots. Even if there are people around who can practice spiritual roots, they have not yet entered the door, and of course they cannot cast such magical spells.

So everyone knows about it, but has never really seen it, so there is no sense of reality.

This is the first time to see the charm of casting a spell so clearly.

Jun Yuan directly controlled the tractor to ascend to the sky. Shen Muye used those talismans, but none of them were as shocking as this moment.

Just a snap of the finger condensed a dark cloud and extinguished the wildfire that was about to spread.

And the plants grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was like watching a movie, but it was all real.

The live broadcast of the Secret Realm Spirit made the audience feel as if they were in it and could see it very clearly.

[Fuck, it's so awesome!!!]

[Ahhhh, cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, I only feel a sense of reality now, this is the legend of cultivating immortals in our Blue Continent!]

[So excited, when I saw those plants growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, I seemed to lose my language, and I only felt my blood boiling.]

[Please, heaven, give me a spiritual root that can grow land, I also want the skill to make plants grow instantly, I am not greedy. 】

【I like fire powers. Shen Xiaowu's battles are so cool to watch. His mental state looks so cool too, hahahaha...】

【It turns out there are protective and remedial measures. I was wondering before who was so stupid to hold a tractor competition in the forest. What if the forest was destroyed? But now I'm not worried at all. With this ability, why would I worry about anything? 】

【Ahhh, that man is so handsome. Has anyone found any information about him? 】 【

Yinyin is also a super powerful boss. Not only can he fight, but he can also make all trees bloom. Yinyin, I love you! 】

【I want a little girl like this. 】

Now, no one will talk about Shen Muye lighting fires and destroying the forest.

However, Shen Zhiyin had to remind him: "Anyone watching the live broadcast must not imitate me. My silly nephew has someone to take care of the aftermath, but you don't. Setting fire to a mountain is illegal."

Jun Yuan touched his chin thoughtfully: "Do I have to write a self-criticism?"

Shen Zhiyin: "???"

The next second, Jun Yuan's voice reached Shen Muye's ears.

"Shen Muye burned the mountain and destroyed a lot of trees. After the competition, he must write a 10,000-word self-criticism."

Shen Muye, who was riding the tractor, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

He was not convinced and wanted to argue. After all, he was a fire spirit, and you chose the competition venue yourself, so what does it have to do with me!

Then Jun Yuan said, "Your aunt said so."

Shen Zhiyin: ... Look at this pot, it's big and round!

Shen Muye wailed in pain: "Aunt, please arrange something else for me. I don't want to write a 10,000-word self-criticism!"

He finally graduated from high school and went to the Special Administration Bureau for training and study. The Special Administration Bureau is mainly for training, which is exactly what he wants.

Writing a 10,000-word self-criticism is such a cruel punishment.

Shen Zhiyin puffed up her cheeks and glared at Jun Yuan angrily.

"Why are you still framing him?"

Jun Yuan: "Just tell me if you want to see him write a self-criticism."

Shen Zhiyin glanced at her little nephew and nodded.

It wasn't her who wrote it anyway.

"Let's go, firefighters, it seems to be burning over there too."

She didn't want to listen to her little nephew's wailing, otherwise what would she do if she softened her heart.

This guy's arrogance still needs to be suppressed. He can't keep ignoring the consequences.

The punishment of a 10,000-word self-criticism is the most useful for him.