Chapter 4
Jiang Zihan was hanging upside down in the air, and Zhizhi was jumping up and down anxiously, her sharp claws and teeth scraping against the bark, but the banyan tree seemed not to feel any pain, and the vines were still tightening.
She fought back the dizziness from the blood rushing into her head and struggled to insert the scalpel into the wound. Scattered wood chips fell out, and the deeper the wound was dug, the more obvious the decay inside became.
Perhaps the jumping Zhizhi attracted the banyan tree's attention, and it suddenly extended some branches to the side.
However, the rat was too small, and even if the branches were tied into knots, it still couldn't grab anything.
This is not a solution.
Jiang Zihan hardened her heart. There was no button in the system for transforming her superpowers, so she could only try it herself. Mental power was a very mysterious thing. She stared intently at the scalpel in her hand, with only one thought in her mind: bigger, bigger!
The image of a machete flashed through her mind, and her hand suddenly felt heavy. The palm-sized knife instantly stretched and became several times larger!
Success!
Jiang Zihan was delighted. He grasped the knife handle and swung his hand, cutting off a large piece of bark.
A reminder sounded in my ears that the distortion point was decreasing: distortion value -1.
Jiang Zihan was completely speechless. Was she here to tickle it?
Still scratching? Her other hand was already numb, her life hanging by the cane, so she had to scratch.
Jiang Zihan resigned herself to her fate and began scraping. With her unremitting efforts, the distortion point finally dropped by 5 points. Rong Shu's movements slowed down, and as if he had realized something belatedly, the binding loosened.
This action was a bit unexpected, and Jiang Zihan fell down directly.
She rubbed her butt with a grimace, but seeing that the banyan tree was still a little sluggish and there was always the risk of it counterattacking again, she could only resign herself to her fate and walk to the other side to continue scraping.
When the distortion value dropped by 10, the mental power usage reached its upper limit, and the scalpel vanished with a "bang". Jiang Zihan wiped the sweat from her forehead, she was exhausted.
The branches of the banyan tree suddenly twitched, and Jiang Zihan reflexively took a step back, his eyes widening.
No way, you're coming again?
Zhizhi quickly returned to her shoulder, staring at her with a defensive posture.
But I saw the branches quickly climb up another giant tree and directly broke off the branches on the top of the tree that were full of fruits.
When the bunch of fruits was handed to him, Jiang Zihan blinked and was flattered: "For me?"
The banyan tree seemed a little apologetic and gently brushed her injured arm.
Jiang Zihan patted the dirt on the broken branch without any care and put it into the backpack that had fallen to the ground. Fortunately, she had made a lid, otherwise all the mushrooms would have fallen off after falling like this.
She put on the backpack and paused before leaving: "I'll come to see you tomorrow."
The banyan tree froze, and all its branches and vines immediately twisted into a knot as if shy.
Jiang Zihan smiled, waved and turned to leave.
Back in the cabin, Jiang Zihan dumped the harvest in the backpack onto the ground with a "clatter".
Although they still had enough supplies, many of the mushrooms had been crushed to pieces after the bumpy ride. She squatted down, gently fiddling with the broken caps with her fingertips, and sighed with heartache.
The more we can save, the better.
She carefully selected the mushrooms, spread the intact ones on the stone slab to dry, and threw the broken ones directly into the bubbling soup pot.
The flour is stirred and slowly poured into the milky soup, and some clam meat is added to make a pot of delicious clam dumpling soup. When paired with the delicious flavor of mushrooms, the steaming aroma quickly fills the entire open space.
After dinner, she buried a green banana in the embers of the charcoal fire. When the skin was roasted black, she peeled it open to reveal the soft flesh, which she ate with great satisfaction.
Zhizhi squatted beside its little bowl, its little nose twitching from eating.
After Jiang Zihan packed up all his things, he tugged at his clothes. They had been dragged for such a long distance that they had many holes on them. The weather was not completely cold yet, so he could wear them after washing them at night and drying them the next day, but that would not be possible after a while.
I have to find some change of clothes.
The live broadcast interface returned to normal after emerging from the dense forest, but Jiang Zihan ignored it. She would only mutter a few words to herself into the bracelet after discovering a new species. Her number of viewers remained stable at around a hundred, and over time they had become accustomed to her style.
Although this anchor has lived a very comfortable life in the entire Exile Land, it is still nice to have a relaxing space to take a breath after getting tired of watching life and death escapes.
The next day, Jiang Zihan went to clean up the deformities of the banyan tree. The fruit from yesterday tasted very good, so as a return gift, she also brought some diluted nutrient solution.
She also cleared away some deformed plants along the way. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the environment in the dense forest was more comfortable than yesterday, and even the cracked soil was a little moist.
She paused and looked around. It seemed that the most obvious change was in the route she had taken.
Could it be that deformation allows them to absorb more water? If this is true for plants, what about animals?
After following her for a few days, Zhizhi's sleep and sleep habits had become similar to hers. But hamsters are nocturnal by nature, so it shouldn't be much different for rats. Wouldn't forcing them to change their sleep and sleep habits be very taxing on their bodies?
With a try-it attitude, she went to a nearby bamboo forest, cut down a deformed bamboo, and sure enough, she found some plump white bamboo worms inside.
Jiang Zihan piled bamboo worms and wild fruits in front of Zhizhi, turned off the live broadcast the next day, and stayed in the wooden house for a whole day to let it rest.
It probably realized that humans had no intention of going out today, so it stayed in its new nest, eating and sleeping, until the sun set and it slowly woke up.
Feeling the fur ball move, Jiang Zihan stopped rubbing the hemp rope in his hands, scanned it with the system, and found that its distortion value had dropped a little silently.
It seems that Zhizhi was really accommodating her work and rest schedule before. Her injured body has not recovered yet, and she has to accompany her out every day, otherwise the distortion value will stabilize faster.
Jiang Zihan gently stroked the soft back and looked at Zhizhi with more loving eyes. Could it be that this little guy had not eaten enough before?
She used the hemp rope in her hand to weave a small bag, and put some of the food she prepared in the bag. These were all reserves for Zhizhi to prevent it from going hungry.
The next day, before daybreak, Jiang Zihan planted the newly germinated shoots in the newly dug holes.
These seeds were mixed together from many varieties, and she could only pick out some by guesswork to grow seedlings in batches. The first batch of seeds planted had already grown a lot taller and were growing at an amazing rate.
The soil next to the wooden house had little nutrition, so she moved some from the dense forest, added growth medium, and finally managed to make the flowers bloom.
The more Jiang Zihan looked at it, the more surprised he was. This seedling was clearly a tomato!
The thought of having tomatoes to eat later visibly brightened her spirit. She toppled the plants, watered them, and even found some branches to make a trellis for them. Although she had never done it herself, she had seen her elders do it when she was a child. She recalled and imitated them, and she managed to get a pretty good grasp of the technique.
The audience was stunned. She was busy and cheerful throughout the whole process of working, and her body was full of bubbles of happiness that were about to overflow.
So what exactly is the main seed that makes her happier than receiving rewards?
Thanks to technology, I scanned it with one click and it turned out to be a tomato seedling. The anchor is really lucky, as tomatoes are really expensive on the market these days.
[There's no other way. The research institute has already worked very hard to prevent plant deformation. If production decreases, the price will naturally increase.]
[Damn, I want to try growing one too. It looks pretty nice as a potted plant.]
[Is the person above trying to save his life? Do you believe it will mutate right away while you're growing it?]
Jiang Zihan regularly scraped off the deformed spots on the tomatoes, and then happily waited for her small tomatoes to bear fruit and turn red. Within a few days, the vines were full of heavy fruits.
She calculated that it would probably be fully ripe tomorrow, so she started thinking about getting up early and going to the dense forest to pick some wild vegetables to make soup. The ones she couldn't eat could be put aside or dried.
There are now several more boxes of dry goods in the inventory, and the jars are almost full. At least it can ensure that she and Zhizhi will not starve to death in the winter when resources are scarce.
When the morning sun shone into the cottage, Jiang Zihan woke up from his sleep with great expectations, and excitedly picked up the wicker basket to prepare to pick.
When he reached the mini vegetable garden, his steps paused, and the wicker basket fell to the ground with a thud.
No, where were all those juicy tomatoes she had? How could they disappear overnight?
…
In front of the live broadcast screen, more than a dozen electronic pens fell onto the laboratory table one after another with a "click". The entire observation room was silent, with only the humming sound of the operating instruments.
"How could this happen..." The young researcher wearing glasses had a trembling voice and looked even more heartbroken than Jiang Zihan.
The trainee researchers were all dumbfounded. A few days ago, a friend told them that someone was growing tomatoes in the Exiled Land. They thought it was a bad joke. After all, it was the Exiled Land, full of mutants. Even if crops were grown, would they be edible?
Not to mention tomatoes, which are extremely sensitive to deformation.
They opened the live broadcast room almost with the mentality of fighting against counterfeiting. From the initial doubts to the 24-hour recording of the growth status of tomatoes, everyone had dark circles under their eyes and stayed in front of the screen.
In order to ensure the accuracy of the observation, they even bought a camera at their own expense and fixed it at an outdoor viewing angle just to record it well.
This is a rare wild-grown specimen!
And every time they thought that the distortion would cause the tomatoes to mutate, the mysterious anchor would always be able to accurately nip the mutation in the bud until a bunch of fruits were successfully produced!
Moreover, she didn't even use any chemicals, relying only on the most primitive cultivation methods: loosening the soil, watering, and timely pruning.
(Jiang Zihan OS: No, I did, but you didn’t notice.)
The tomato seedlings in the experimental field are very difficult to care for. As they become deformed, the number of fruits produced plummets, and wilt disease breaks out at any time. However, the host just waters them, and one seedling produces more fruits than a row of them!
"All the tomato seedlings in the seventh experimental field were wiped out again last week." The short-haired female researcher suddenly broke the silence and was overwhelmed with sadness when she saw the disappearing tomatoes.
The researcher in the corner burst into tears: "I wanted to give the anchor a tip so that he could keep the biggest one for breeding... Who the hell actually stole the tomatoes?"
Their observation diaries! Their reserved thoroughbreds!
It's all gone to waste!
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