The first flowerpot contains tomatoes, which are already bearing fruit;
The second flowerpot contains lettuce, its leaves are lush and green, and it's ready to be picked and eaten.
The third flowerpot is planted with chili peppers; the bright red fruits are very appealing.
The fourth flowerpot is planted with Chinese cabbage, each cabbage weighing about two or three pounds. The yield will be even higher when it is harvested in a while.
The last flowerpot is planted with strawberries, which were already harvested a few days ago.
Banxia looked at the vibrant plants with satisfaction, feeling that her daily use of her supernatural abilities to promote growth was worthwhile!
She took two plastic crates from the Black Fish Space, picked out the ripe lettuce and peppers one by one, packed them separately, and then used a trailer to haul them back to the Black Fish Space to keep them fresh, so she could take them out again when she wanted to eat them in the future.
After harvesting the vegetables, I sowed new seeds in the plastic flowerpots of lettuce to start a new round of germination. I stopped immediately once the seeds sprouted.
She is currently unwell and needs to retain some of her supernatural abilities to repair her body.
Less than two minutes later, ten branches of the Sky-Swallowing Tree teleported over, each branch ending in an ice cream cone. It was overjoyed: "Hehe, so sweet!"
Banxia touched its trunk and became happy as well. With her lover and friends by her side, there was nothing better than this.
And she was willing to do anything to protect this happiness.
She used her mind to move all the firearms boxes to her side, put on gloves and began to fill them with bullets and shells. Once filled, the weapons were placed in a separate weapons area for easy access.
The longer the extreme cold lasts, the more turbulent and unstable society becomes.
Nowadays, headlines on major websites are filled with reports of robberies and vandalism by criminals. Law enforcement personnel are limited, and the cold weather makes it impossible for them to work outdoors for long periods of time, leaving them helpless to let bad guys run rampant.
Luxury villa areas and upscale residential communities have always been hotspots for vandalism and robbery. One day, thieves might come knocking on her door, so she wouldn't place her hopes on others.
She trusted no one except Nanxing.
"Wife—"
Nanxing's voice suddenly rang out. Banxia subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock beside her. It hadn't even been an hour yet. Why was she back early?
She slipped out of the room to open the door for him, and couldn't help but ask with concern, "What happened?"
Nanxing's expression was very serious: "I think I've discovered a mutated ginkgo tree!"
Banxia was shocked. Plants are already mutating?
Nanxing held her hand reassuringly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not hurt!"
His expression turned somewhat strange. "That tree doesn't seem to like hurting humans. It only gently lashed me when I tried to saw it off."
It's not surprising that Pinellia ternata is like this. Just as people have different personalities, so do mutated plants. Most exotic plants are lazy by nature, preferring to live in their own little corner and disliking conflict with humans.
But this does not mean they are weak and easily bullied. If anyone tries to harm them, they will not hesitate to kill them.
She thought for a moment and said, "I'll change my clothes and go take a look!"
"No way!" Nanxing refused without even thinking. "It's too cold outside. You're not feeling well, so don't go out. Anyway, the tree is there; it's not going to run away!"
Banxia hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell him the truth: "Tiantian is also a strange plant; it can run even without legs!"
Nanxing choked for a moment, then resigned himself to his fate: "Let them run away, as long as they don't bother us."
His words were quickly proven wrong, because in the middle of the night, the strange plant openly knocked on the door.
Nanxing stared speechlessly at the ginkgo tree that had shrunk to twenty centimeters: "What are you doing at my house?"
The ginkgo tree hesitated for a moment, then rustled its leaves, saying, "I want to join the big boss's gang and become his underling."
It cannot speak human language and can only express itself through its special abilities.
But Nanxing didn't understand at all.
Having understood, the Devouring Tree stretched out a branch and poked it, causing it to fall backward: "No! We don't need a follower!"
Nanxing pinched the bridge of her nose and asked the Devouring Tree for help: "Tiantian, can you tell me what the ginkgo tree is saying?"
He vaguely guessed the meaning of the ginkgo tree from Tiantian's answer and wanted to confirm it again in disbelief.
"snort!"
The Devouring Tree had no intention of translating for this tree that wanted to steal its companion. The energy of a high-level wood-type ability user could accelerate the upgrade speed of alien plants. This tree's abacus beads were about to fall right in its face!
Banxia was awakened by the noise outside. She put on a thick coat and came out: "Nanxing, Tiantian, what are you doing?"
She yawned, so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open.
Nanxing quickly reached out and hugged her, afraid that she would fall asleep on the spot during the performance: "The mutated ginkgo tree I told you about during the day has come."
No sooner had she finished speaking than the ginkgo tree, which had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, rushed to Banxia's side and frantically shook its leaves: "Respected superhuman, I am a mutated ginkgo tree that has just gained consciousness. I wish to sign a contract with you and fight for you across the world! Please accept me!"
It grew up on a mountain, where the old man who looked after the garden loved listening to stories about arrogant protagonists.
Therefore, his first reaction after gaining consciousness was to find a powerful patron and replicate the path of a protagonist whose henchmen rise to power.
During the day, it sensed the fluctuations of supernatural power on the man, and thought that the golden thigh it had been waiting for had finally arrived.
Who knew it would say such a long string of words that the man couldn't understand a single one of, and only then did it realize that the golden thigh was someone else entirely.
Banxia instantly woke up halfway from her drowsiness. A mutated plant that develops a clear sense of self during the extreme cold must be quite extraordinary!
But she showed no interest whatsoever, leaning against Nanxing's chest and half-closing her eyes as she looked at the ginkgo tree on the ground: "I don't take in useless underlings. What skills do you have?"
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