Action speaks louder than words. After I was reborn, can I still be threatened by a villain?
Moreover, there is so much space and land, and time is accelerated. Can we consume all the medicinal herbs and food we grow?
If I had a magical tool that could defy the heavens and grow a thousand-year-old herb, I would auction it off in a high-profile manner.
Zhou Xiang, who had been slacking off, immediately became full of fighting spirit again and prepared the scissors and needle and thread.
Her hand touched the obstruction and she picked up the scissors... Well, no matter whether she stabbed, pricked, or poked, it was all in vain. The obstruction was still an obstruction.
He threw the scissors down in frustration. This was something that defied the will of heaven and nothing could do anything about it!
Lying back, Zhou Xiang looked at the "sky". There was no sun or moon in the "sky". It was like a movie screen, quietly emitting a soft and gentle light.
I couldn't help but close my eyes, my thoughts wandered, and before I knew it, they drifted somewhere else.
The 'sky' screen stands still, and the vegetables and fruit trees on the ground exude vitality.
The hen pecked at the vegetables excitedly, and Xiaobai happily sharpened his claws on the fruit tree trunk.
Huh? Why is the land so blurry? Is it foggy?
No, the temperature and humidity in the space are constant, so where does the fog come from?
Zhou Xiang opened his eyes, stood up and looked around. No, the space was bright and there was no fog at all.
What the hell?
He closed his eyes again, mobilized his mental strength, and looked around.
After a while, I saw a vague piece of land again.
Opening my eyes, I calculated the distance my mental power had just reached.
Then, isn't that behind the obstruction? Can my mental power penetrate it?
This time, Zhou Xiang no longer closed his eyes. When he saw the blurry land again, he was finally sure that the obstruction could not block his mental power.
His eyes fell on the scissors thrown on the ground. Since ordinary objects can't do anything to you, and since mental power can penetrate them, why not try using mental power to transform into scissors!
He did it right away, imitating the scissors on the ground and following their pattern. After a long time of struggling, he finally made a pair of crooked scissors.
It stabbed at the obstruction in a crooked manner, and the sound of "swish" was like the sound of cloth being torn.
Holy shit, does the heaven-defying thing sound the same as an ordinary thing?
Zhou Xiang wanted to try again, but his head felt heavy and he quickly withdrew the scissors that had transformed from his mental power.
Only when my mental strength returned to my mind did I feel a little better.
Then use your mental power to "see" the place where you were stabbed. Hey! What are you doing?
Zhou wanted to reach out and scratch the slowly healing 'wound', but unfortunately, ordinary hands could not stop the covering function of the cover.
Zhou Xiang patted the healed area angrily and said, "I don't believe I can't do anything to you."
Another transformation, another dizziness, another healing.
Zhou Xiang felt dizzy and no longer had the energy to argue with it.
I didn't have the energy to crawl back to the bedroom to sleep, so I fell asleep right there.
Zhou Xiang woke up and jumped up. What time is it?
He patted his body casually, left the space and opened the door.
The eldest brother and the second sister have returned and are counting money on the cool bed in the yard.
Zhou Niao was the first to notice Zhou Xiang. "Sister, are you asleep? No matter how many times I knock on the door, you won't open it."
Zhou Xiang nodded, "Yeah! I overslept. How's business today?"
Zhou Yu shook the money in his hand and said, "It's not bad! I sold about ten cheap ones, a few mid-range ones, and only one of the best ones."
"Not bad, I'm making 20 to 30 yuan now. If I can keep it up like this, I can continue this business."
Zhou Yu grinned happily. He earned twenty or thirty yuan for each episode, and twelve episodes a month, which meant he could earn more than four hundred yuan.
"Big brother's salary has increased to thirty."
"Why?"
"I don't want any of that, big brother, just stay home and play."
"Okay, okay, it's going up, big brother, you still have to help me."
"If there's a market on Sunday, my brother will just help with setting up and closing the stall."
"Okay, you have the final say."
Seeing his eldest brother's doubts, Zhou Xiang said to him: "Brother, my second sister has gone out to do business to make money. You can't work for her for free. It's not like it's just housework. It doesn't matter if you help out."
"Okay, let my elder sister give me my salary."
Zhou Yu rolled his eyes at the brother and sister.
In the afternoon, Zhou Xiang didn't dare to say he wanted to take a nap. After all, he had slept too much in the morning and couldn't be woken up.
It was not until the evening when the second sister started snoring that he entered the space and began his big plan.
After struggling with the obstruction for several times and sleeping for a few times, it was almost dawn outside when I realized that a large hole had been cut.
Well, it's good to see some progress.
After leaving the space, I fell asleep again in the quilt until my second sister woke me up, "Sister, what's wrong with you? You won't wake me up!"
"I'm fine, I just feel sleepy. I'll be fine after a little more sleep."
"Okay, then you continue to sleep, I'll make breakfast."
Zhou Xiang nodded, turned over and fell asleep again.
Zhou Xiang didn't get up until his father came home for dinner.
It seems that after the last time tonight, I must get enough sleep before going out, otherwise I won’t be able to appease my family.
In the next few days, Zhou Xiang kept struggling with the obstruction.
Until, “Hahaha, I finally cut off a piece this big, um, enough to make a pair of pants.”
In the space, Zhou Xiang, who had done nothing for several days, smiled happily and finally succeeded in cutting off a piece.
Using his mental power to feel the slowly healing barrier, Zhou wanted to use his mental power to wrap up the large piece that had been cut off and quickly leave the "border" without letting the piece in his hand heal as well.
In the past few days, Zhou Xiang has been struggling with this obstruction, and he has figured out a method of sewing it. He must use his mental power to turn the needle into sewing, and the mental power must be retained on it, otherwise, it would be embarrassing if the crotch of the pants opened!
I picked a peach and started eating it. The warm feeling did not go to my abdomen, but slowly rose up. I suddenly felt my tired mental strength slowly recovering. I looked at the peach in my hand in confusion.
Can this second upgraded peach replenish mental strength? Or can it replenish the area of fatigue?
So what are you afraid of? Let’s get started!
Zhou Xiang, who had regained his spirit, began to sew pants, eating fruit while sewing.
After cutting off the mental power on his pants, Zhou Xiang couldn't wait to put them on.
Half of his upper body was gone, and there was a pair of shoes on the ground. Hmm! Zhou Xiang nodded. Not bad. If he walked out like this, he would scare ghosts to death. By the way, what happens to ghosts after they die?
After taking off his pants, Zhou was in a dilemma. Where should he put this thing? What if the space healed itself? Not only did he work for so many days in vain, but he also ate so much fruit that his stomach was full.
Wrapped in pants, I walked into the thatched house, huh? I felt the suction was a little weaker, and then I entered the study, and it was even weaker.
The suction disappeared only after they entered the underground warehouse. Zhou Xiang returned to the study, took out a plastic storage box, folded his pants, put them in the box, and then put the plastic box into the warehouse.
OK, I must have a good sleep. I have been exhausted these days.
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