Chapter 59 No problem…they aren’t envious at all!
Yuanyuan nodded her little head, her little hands unconsciously touching the little wolf lying on her lap.
But as soon as she remembered the herbal quest mentioned by the system, she immediately perked up, rubbed her red eyes, and shuffled over to Mo Jiu with her short legs.
She tilted her round face up and called out in a childish voice, "Father, I want to go find herbs."
Mo Jiu was still pondering her folding knife when she heard that soft, gentle voice calling her father, and something seemed to touch her heart.
Looking down at the little girl in front of him, he asked in a low voice, "Oh? What kind of herbs is Yuanyuan looking for?"
Yuanyuan gestured with her little hands, "It's a kind of small tree. The trunk oozes a sticky stuff that can heal wounds. If you bump or scrape yourself, you can apply it and it won't hurt anymore. It also smells nice!"
Hearing Yuanyuan's words, he raised an eyebrow. He had seen the kind of tree that oozed a sticky substance before, but he hadn't expected it could be used as medicine.
“I know where it is. Call me Father again and I’ll take you there.”
"Really?" Yuanyuan's eyes lit up; knowing the location would save her a lot of time.
Mo Jiu didn't waste any more words and picked Yuan Yuan up, placing her in his arms.
Caught off guard, Yuanyuan quickly wrapped her little arms around his neck, afraid of falling.
The little snake on her wrist flicked its red tongue and obediently coiled around her hand, not daring to move even a little.
These orcs are terrifying.
The little wolf followed beside him, howling, wanting to come closer but hesitant, so he could only run alongside at a distance.
“Those trees grow behind sand dunes, and the road is difficult to walk on.” Mo Jiu finally blurted out this sentence after holding it in for a long time.
Yuanyuan was taken aback. Was he explaining this to her?
He nodded. "I understand, thank you, Father."
Mo Jiu didn't say anything more and strode towards the outside of the tribe.
Along the way, many orcs greeted him warmly, but he didn't even glance at them.
After walking for about half an hour, Mo Jiu stopped and said, "We're here."
Yuanyuan was thinking about something when she heard the sound and looked up to see a dozen short, sturdy saplings growing in the sandy hollow in front of her.
The tree trunk was rough and dark brown, with amber-colored sticky stuff flowing down from several cracks. When exposed to the sun, it emitted a faint fragrance.
[Please don't take this too seriously, it's just something I wrote randomly; after all, I've never actually seen what it looks like!]
"That's it! That's it!"
Yuanyuan excitedly patted Mojiu on the shoulder, "This is the myrrh tree I've been looking for!"
She struggled to get off Mo Jiu, her short legs treading on the hot sand, and ran quickly to the tree.
The closer you get, the stronger the fragrance becomes.
She tentatively reached out and touched the resin.
It was sticky and a little warm, and it wouldn't come off her hands no matter what she did. She smiled contentedly as she smelled the fragrance.
"Should we pull the whole plant out?"
Mo Jiu frowned as he looked at the tree, which was not even as tall as him.
"No need, no need," Yuanyuan said, taking out a small tool for collecting grease from her spatial storage.
"Just use this to slide the sticky stuff off."
Mo Jiu nodded and curiously accepted the small item she handed over; it was tiny but exquisite.
He had never seen one before; even the major tribes didn't have it. How did she get it?
Yuanyuan took her small tools and began scraping the resin.
Mo Jiu is very smart; she learned it after watching her use it just once.
Yuanyuan packed several small bags.
My legs are a little numb, so I stand up and move around.
A quick glance revealed a small sapling, no taller than her knees, sprouting from a crack in the sand not far away. Its tender leaves were wilted and curled up from the sun.
"Wow! There are even smaller ones!" Yuanyuan excitedly rushed over, squatted on the sand, and gently pried away the sand around the sapling with her little hands.
"Father Mo Jiu, come quickly and help me dig this out."
She wants to take it back for her father and the others to study.
Mo Jiu walked to the edge of the sand crevice, bent down, squatted down, pinched the tree trunk and tried to pull it out, but couldn't.
With its hands transformed into those of a beast, it dug away the surrounding sand along the roots of the sapling.
"Be careful, don't break the roots!" Yuanyuan lay down beside him, holding her breath, her little hands trying to dig into the sand, but he stopped her.
Before long, the sapling with its whole root ball was dug out.
Yuanyuan held the sapling in her hands and smiled sweetly at him, "Thank you, Father."
The tree roots were even longer than the sapling; she didn't know how long it would take her to dig them herself.
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State Forestry Administration Special Mission Command Center
This is the newly built command center. The walls are surrounded by display screens, and on the main screen in the center, Yuanyuan's every move in the desert is being broadcast live. The picture is so clear that you can even see the grains of sand on her hands.
The conference room was packed with people, all of whom were big names in the industry. But none of them put on airs. They were all staring intently at the screen, their expressions changing from calm to shock, and then to ecstasy, like a series of face changes.
If Yuanyuan were here, she would find that there are several more unfamiliar uncles and grandfathers.
"That's...that's the mysterious myrrh tree of Judea?!" Old He suddenly stood up, his voice trembling, his glasses almost slipping off his nose. He quickly held them up and leaned close to the screen to confirm repeatedly.
"Impossible, right?"
Didn't this thing become extinct after the Common Era?
"The last recorded appearance of this place in ancient books was in the Judean desert in the Middle East. How could it be here?" This was the question posed by Professor Gao, a retired professor from the newly arrived Institute of Botany.
"What's impossible? Even prehistoric extinctions can reappear, it's nothing unusual."
Sitting next to him was also a newcomer, the archaeological giant Chen Lao. "Old He, look at the texture of that tree trunk and the resin!"
It's exactly the same fossil residue I found during my archaeological excavation in YSL last year!
That's it!
It is definitely the mysterious myrrh tree of Judea!
My God, it's alive!
It's alive!
“That’s right,” the geology professor replied.
"The soil composition, dune morphology, and sunlight intensity there are all highly consistent with the growing environment of myrrh trees recorded in ancient books!"
The president of the Wildlife Conservation Alliance could no longer contain his excitement, raising his voice eight octaves: "It's not just plants! Look at that wolf over there! And the snake on Yuanyuan's wrist!"
These varieties all look unusual!
"You're too late. I still have a photo of myself with the little wolf and the little snake."
"I have one too, and the little snake even has wings."
The newly arrived bigwigs: "..."
Look how smug they are! It's just a group photo!
They are not envious at all.
Not at all, I don't envy them!
"It would be great if Yuanyuan could bring one back."
"Wait! Look! What is Yuanyuan digging for?" someone shouted, pointing at the screen.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Yuanyuan, who was squatting by the sand crevice, while Mojiu helped her dig up a sapling.
The meeting room fell silent for a second, then erupted into even louder cheers.
"It's a sapling! Yuanyuan will definitely bring it back." Old He was so excited that he was incoherent, and his eyes were red.
"The root system is intact! The root ball hasn't fallen apart! This kid is amazing!"
My goodness, you really are my good student.
Gu Zheng: "..."
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