For He Mo, the five hundred years in the world of cultivation were more like a dream. When the dream ended, he woke up.
The world he belongs to is completely different from the world of cultivation. Humans themselves do not possess powerful abilities and must rely on external objects to obtain powerful military force.
This external object refers to a strange beast or a mecha.
Humans who can gain recognition from alien beasts can merge with them, gaining their powerful combat capabilities and greatly enhancing their speed and physical strength. If their compatibility with the alien beasts is very high, they can even use the alien beasts' innate abilities. Humans who cannot gain recognition from alien beasts can only display their force through mechas.
However, the capabilities of mechas are far inferior to those of alien beasts, and the prices of mechas are extremely high. There are only a few million mechas available for civilian use in the entire alliance. You must know that the population of the entire alliance, just the tourist planet Mulan Star, has billions of permanent residents. Moreover, the energy stones used in mechas are scarce and expensive. If high-energy weapons are used, the energy stones will be consumed even faster. Unless a wealthy family will purchase mechas for planetary exploration, civilians basically do not have this ability.
Every citizen of the alliance has longed for a powerful exotic beast to recognize them since birth. However, the truth is that there are many ordinary exotic beasts, but those with strong individual abilities are rare. Even for ordinary exotic beasts, the number of humans who can merge with them is only one in a hundred.
In other words, humans who can gain recognition from alien beasts and merge with them to improve their own qualities account for one percent of the entire alliance. Most of this one percent are ordinary alien beasts in the FD range. The higher the level of the alien beast, the more difficult it is to breed. Therefore, alien beasts above level C are rare for most people.
This world is not a peaceful world, because the Alliance is constantly under the threat of Zerg. They are everywhere and cannot be killed or destroyed.
On the planets outside the protective shield, there are always traces of Zerg. They devour any place with life and turn everything into nothingness. They are the most powerful enemy of the Alliance.
Whether it is an exotic beast or a mecha, a large amount of federal coins is required.
At least He Mo can't afford this price at the moment.
When he was young, he, like other teenagers, longed for a unique beast of his own, so he resolutely chose the Beast Taming Sect.
When he was in the Beast Taming Sect, he had seen spirit beasts that were more powerful and psychic than exotic beasts, as well as mysterious demon beasts and evil and treacherous monsters.
After experiencing the journey of cultivation full of oppression from everyone, he cares more about the pure and sincere feelings of beasts.
Recalling the way the furry cubs used to huddle around him and hum, He Mo's pale lips curled up into a faint smile, but then a sense of melancholy came over him. What would happen to them after he left?!
Will she cry because she can't find him? Will she pester her owner to find him? Will she quietly wait for his return in his former yard?
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As night fell, He Mo sat quietly in the small garden. Rays of brilliant light came from the stars in the sky, wrapped around the boy's frail body, and slowly penetrated, like a mother's most gentle embrace, soothing the boy's slightly wrinkled brows.
Not all of the attracted star power entered the boy's body. A large part of it was dispersed in the air, and some was absorbed by the plants in the garden. In the night, they seemed particularly energetic, greedily absorbing the power of the stars.
Soon, a night passed.
He Mo opened his eyes and saw that his clothes were slightly wet with dew and were densely covered with black and gray unknown substances, which had a foul smell.
He Mo, having foreseen this, calmly entered the bathroom and spent half an hour quickly washing and changing into clean clothes. If he could still cultivate magic, a single cleansing spell would have been enough to clean it up. Why bother with all this trouble?
Suddenly I missed the world of cultivation. The young man smiled faintly, and his pale and bloodless skin showed a healthy blush after bathing. His quiet black eyes were particularly energetic.
His body in this world has no spiritual roots, and the skills he learned in the world of cultivation are completely useless here. Fortunately, he relies on the Star Art. As long as he has a complete circulation of meridians in his body, he can practice the skills to attract the power of the stars.
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Mulan Star is a famous tourist planet with a constant stream of tourists all year round. The landing site for spacecrafts receives at least dozens of commercial passenger ships every day, with a passenger flow of nearly 300,000.
Shuiyang City, the main city of Mulan Star, is located in the center of the largest continental plate of Mulan Star. Covered by a transparent protective cover, the city is covered with flowers and trees all year round. The fragrance of plants that are abundant in Mulan Star can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. No matter where you go, you can smell the light fragrance of flowers.
He Mo's grandfather owned a small shop that sold seeds and potted plants of the blue star plant. After his grandfather passed away, the ownership of the shop was transferred to He Mo.
The shop wasn't big, only about 60 square meters, but it was neatly maintained, with pale yellow brickwork and white walls, creating a sense of comfort the moment you walked in. Packets of seeds were neatly arranged on the brown counter, but sadly, most of the potted plants in the wooden frames had died, and the remaining ones looked malnourished and ready to die.
He Mo opened the door of the shop to ventilate, cleaned out the withered flowers and plants and dumped them into the trash can. The round all-round robot followed him closely, with a flash of red light in its eyes. It had just woken up from a long sleep and obviously didn't understand why its little master had to do it himself.
"Ding Dong, welcome to the garden of flowers."
Several tourists walked in curiously, three men and two women. The tall girl in the lead frowned, glancing puzzledly at the dying potted plants on their wooden frames. She hesitantly asked the busy young man, "Is this a shop that sells flower and plant seeds?"
He Mo was stunned. He didn't expect someone to come in as soon as he opened the door. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and said, "Sorry, we haven't opened yet."
"It's okay, we just wanted to ask something." The tall girl noticed the bags of seeds on the counter and said with a smile, "I heard that some shops here sell Nanao flower seeds. I wanted to ask you which store sells them."
He Mo was a little stunned. Most of the people who knew that Nanaohua was in his family were acquaintances, but these little guys were obviously tourists. How did they know?!
"I do have seven-tailed flowers, but the seeds have never been sold in stores. How did you know that I have seven-tailed flowers seeds?" If it was introduced by an acquaintance, you can give them some seeds.
The price of the seven-tail flower is relatively expensive among flowers. My grandfather had to travel for a long time to buy it, and he spent a lot of effort to grow it into the lush appearance it is today. It can be said that the seven-tail flower is a symbol of my grandfather, and the deep love he has expressed over the years is deeply hidden in it.
He Mo absolutely disagreed with selling to strangers, but if it was introduced by his grandfather's friends, He Mo wouldn't mind giving some seeds. After all, after his grandfather passed away, he was in a coma, and it was thanks to his grandfather's old friends that his grandfather's funeral was properly taken care of.
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