Chapter 78 77. The Talent of the Bamboo King

Uncle Bamboo was so angry this time that he almost fainted!

"I think you want me to die!"

"I told you to take me down the mountain, and you asked me to hold on? No way, no way, you have never owned your own land, right? Don't you know that planting plants requires every second counts!"

The leaves all over his body instantly became hard as iron sheets, and the one closest to Huaiyu poked her shoulder, pointing and pointing.

It stung again and again! Huaiyu instantly calmed down.

She couldn't remember whether she had done it before, but looking at how skillfully she did it now, she definitely had.

There are still some now! A lot, 600 acres! But now the landowner is constrained by the bamboo, so he is dejected: "But it's really dark, I can't see clearly..."

"You are so useless!"

The bamboo leaves rustled, and soon, from the bamboo poles to the branches, everything lit up with a faint fluorescent color.

It was slightly lighter than fluorescent green, and had a hint of radiance, as if millions of fireflies had gathered together, illuminating Huaiyu's face with a glowing green.

It also vaguely illuminates the surrounding land and forests.

"Is that all right now?"

Uncle Zhuzi sighed: "Hurry up, I must drink the morning dew tomorrow morning."

…

Huaiyu felt that his strength had increased.

No, it may also be that my explosive power is really strong.

I remember when I had nothing, I could carry trees or baskets weighing dozens of kilograms on my back from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and from the rose corridor to the bus stop.

But after settling down, people would be exhausted if they only dug 20 square meters of land.

Now I have a basket full of bamboo shoots, with a multi-purpose shovel stuck horizontally on top. In my hand, I am dragging a long bamboo...

Uphill and downhill, rough and rugged, shuttle through the forest.

Incredible! She panted and panted, and at the same time did not forget to boast: "Uncle Kuang Biao, I really worked very hard..."

"I know, I know..." Bamboo yawned, "You work hard, I need to rest now... When I plant again, you can dig two more baskets each time the bamboo shoots sprout."

"Well...if you want to bloom someday, I can give you bamboo rice."

"Ah?" Huaiyu was a little stunned: "Uncle Kuangbiao, you... bloom..."

"What's the matter?" The other party was still lazy and arrogant: "Can't I bloom? I want to bloom, and I am happy to bloom!"

"You are young, but narrow-minded. Don't use human thinking to speculate about me..."

"Yes, yes, I am narrow-minded!" Huaiyu admitted his mistake quickly and asked again, "Don't they say that bamboo will die when it blooms? Uncle, how old are you?"

"Who said that? Some bamboos die after they bloom. That's because their lifespan has already come to an end. They feel like they're about to mate and they hurry up to give birth! For survival and reproduction, at least one has to stay, right?"

Kuang Biao speaks in a very coherent manner and with great conviction, which sounds very convincing.

"What do you call this? This is called species instinct!"

"Of course, if it can survive, it may not reproduce...but isn't it weak!"

"It's different for me. I don't know how old I was before the environment changed. I just remember that there was a master who bought me and planted me in his yard as an ornamental bamboo."

"You know about clump bamboo, right? It sprouts from the side, and it's very pretty. But it's too sticky, and won't expand its territory at all."

"I could have endured it for two years for my master, but as you know, things changed... I lost control and almost pierced through his wall."

"Then I ran away at night... Tsk, at that time all the strength was in my legs, so I could run. Now it's all in my body."

"What happened next? You know what happened next. I took root in the mountain, and the tree next door has grown six rings..."

"Well, uncle, I'm already six... well, seven, no, eight years old!"

Huaiyu: ...

She was feeling a bit complicated at the moment. First, she had fallen to the point of listening to Zhuzi's lectures. Second, uncle, you were able to run back then, why don't you try harder now? Third,...

"Eight years old is old? I heard that bamboo can live for 10 to 120 years. Are you...one of those who live for 10 years?"

Huaiyu felt a little complicated.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

The glittering bamboo leaves trembled instantly, and the bamboo branches rustled. Kuang Biao was obviously angry: "I clearly have the potential to be the Bamboo King! How can I only live for ten years?! 120 is not even my limit!"

"But... I'm strong, so when I say I'm old, you have to call me uncle!"

Huaiyu: ...

"Okay uncle, okay Uncle Bamboo King Kuang Biao."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

We talked all the way. Although it was tiring, at least the night journey was not that unbearable.

By the time Huaiyu finally left the mountain, it was almost twelve o'clock. It was the middle of the night, and if there were no one in the wilderness, her green glowing appearance would be enough to scare someone to death.

During this period, near the outskirts of the mountain, there was space to plant bamboo. But all around were these small trees that had not even begun to feel consciousness, and a few of them had vague emotions.

This bamboo king is so domineering. If he were to plant it here, I’m afraid that by next year, the entire area would be his territory.

Huaiyu thought about it again and again, and even for the sake of his own sustainable development, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and dragged him out of the mountain again.

If we delay any longer, we will reach the Rose Corridor.

Although Huaiyu wanted to be tougher, he didn't want to fight with Kuang Biao in the Rose Corridor.

Whether or not he could win was another matter, the Rose Corridor was quite good to him. Although Uncle Kuang Biao had acted very badly, he was still okay so far.

On the contrary, if they had a fight and they became enemies, it would be disadvantageous for her to cut bamboo and dig bamboo shoots in the future.

"How about here?"

Huai Yu hesitated and said, "Let's go a little further into the wasteland and divide the territory with the Rose Corridor..."

Zhuzi trembled a little: "Wow! Your distance is quite far. If it is farther, it will be two miles away from the Rose Corridor, right?"

"Tsk! We all mutated through our own abilities, but it relied on humans. Do I want to be with it?"

Kuang Biao kept mumbling and was very disdainful. When Huai Yu asked again, he changed his tone -

"Well, drag me to your safe zone. The wilderness is too dangerous. I just want to gain territory, not fight."

Huaiyu: ???

Didn't you fight in the mountains? Why do you still think the wilderness is dangerous? How dangerous is it?

"Why aren't you moving? Oh, you're not looking down on me, are you? Humph, you ignorant boy!"

"The wasteland has been here for six years. The big territories that should be there have been occupied by powerful plants and animals. I am so strong, do I have to be inferior to the trees?"

"But if we fight, both sides will suffer. Don't think I don't know how petty you humans are. What if you sneak attack me when both of us are hurt, chop my bamboo poles to make bamboo rice... Tsk!"

"I won't give you this chance!"

Update 1, it’s here early! The weather is getting hot so quickly...

I will try to update it during the day today! (End of this chapter)