Chapter 239
Mo Ju Teng was not very angry to begin with, and after being coaxed by Zaizai, he naturally became even happier.
[Here, here, eat more, baby!]
It immediately put all the food back on the table, fearing that the cub couldn't reach it, and put it all in front of her.
Long Yuanyuan smiled instantly, sweet dimples appeared on her little face, and the sound of her baby's milk gurgling rang out again.
Just then, Ku Mu pushed the door open and walked in.
It walked to Long Yuanyuan's side and asked, "Zizi, what's your current ranking on the leaderboard?"
Speaking of this, Long Yuanyuan really doesn't pay much attention to it.
She opened the panel while chewing corn and saw her name at first sight.
Long Yuanyuan's dark brown eyes were filled with pride, and she even puffed out her chest and said proudly, "I'm number one!"
Dead Tree: "In that case, have you decided what supplies you want to materialize ten thousand times over and send back to Dragon Country?"
Long Yuanyuan immediately began to think about what he could send back to Longguo, counting on his fingers, and said, "I can send corn, potatoes, and cabbage..."
She kept talking, as if she wanted to tell everyone about herself.
Dead Tree: "It's better to give blood..."
Before it could finish its words, it suddenly felt a palpitation in its heart and instantly realized that now was not the right time, so it had to swallow its unfinished words.
Long Yuanyuan looked at the dead tree, her face full of confusion, and asked, "What's wrong with the tree? Is the gift I want to give you not acceptable?"
The dead tree shook its branches and said, "Then let's give you some corn. We have a lot of corn at home, and according to Gu Qingfeng, it can be dried, so it should be able to be preserved for quite some time."
There was a burst of cheers in the live broadcast room when they got this answer.
Although they knew that although there was a lot of corn in Long Yuanyuan's warehouse, it was not enough to feed the entire country, at least it could increase the grain reserves in the national treasury and perhaps save tens of thousands of lives.
[Ahhh, I haven't had fresh corn in ages. I wonder if there will be any for me!]
Corn is a treasure from head to toe. The husk and cob can be used to burn in the fire, keeping warm in the winter. It's a pity that my little one still has a little corn left.
[Don't say that. People should learn to be content! Also, according to my current farming habits, even though there's less food now, that doesn't mean there will be less food in the future!]
Compared to other countries, we're still pretty good! I can't wait until the end of the month!
After getting the big tree's approval, Long Yuanyuan immediately said to Mo Ju Teng, "Teng Teng, let's not eat corn anymore from now on. Let the corn grow more!"
Mo Ju Teng shook his vines to indicate that he understood.
But at the same time, different comments appeared in the live broadcast room, but unfortunately there were only a few scattered comments and no one paid attention.
[Was the dead tree talking about the blood fruit just now? But why didn't it continue talking, but instead stopped talking so abruptly?]
[Something's wrong... This is very wrong. I always feel like the dead tree has some big secret, but why doesn't it allow us to give the blood fruit to our children? Giving us the blood fruit can only make us stronger. We are on Blue Star, so why can't we become stronger?]
[Brother Meng, I feel so weird. More and more information is appearing. No, I need to go back and sort it out!]
The words in the live broadcast room did not attract other people's attention, and only a few people were discussing it.
The dead tree had no idea that these humans were so perceptive. It stood there motionless for a long while before walking out of the room and taking root in the courtyard.
It's as if nothing happened.
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The other side.
Live broadcast room of contestant number seven from country A.
Aibo watched helplessly as the shield card on the table gradually dimmed and finally disappeared from the table. There were two shield cards on the table, and these two shield cards could only support the cabin for four hours. But after four hours...
The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and there was a hint of fear on his face.
Aibo had been out attacking the alien beasts non-stop for the past two days, but for some reason, they had all gathered together, making it impossible to kill the level 2 and higher ones. Furthermore, even if he did kill the alien beasts, the remaining treasure chest would be surrounded by other alien beasts, leaving him no chance of reaching it.
After the last few efforts, Aibo only got a few shield cards, and only two were left today.
Originally, he thought he'd have a chance to go out and attack the monsters today, which would barely be enough to collect enough shield cards. However, he never expected that this tornado would appear since morning and still not disappear. In fact, as time passed, the tornado became more terrifying, giving people the feeling that it was about to tear the ground apart.
Ai Bo stood at the gate of the yard several times, wanting to open it and go out, but his body started shaking after a few steps. He always felt that he would be blown away in the next second. Finally, after going through a lot of hardships, he barely returned to the cabin, but he was also seriously injured.
He had no choice but to give up his plan of forcing his way out and instead ran to the chat area to buy a shield card at a high price. This was his only chance.
It is the last day of Tornado, and many people want to buy the shield cards, but very few can sell them.
No matter how many people Aibo asked or what price they were offered, no one was willing to sell their shield card.
so.....
In four hours, the cabin's shield will completely disappear, and he will be in dire straits.
Aibo's golden hair slightly obscured his eyes, and he exuded a dejected air, which immediately made the people in the live broadcast room feel distressed. However, even more people kept hoping that he would find an opportunity to quickly obtain a few more cards. Even if it was just one, he would most likely be able to survive this crisis.
After all, it's already noon and it won't be long until evening.
Ai Bo naturally understood this principle. He opened his panel and kept browsing the messages on it.
No.
Still no.
No one was willing to sell him the shield card. Even the other contestants were annoyed enough to not want to bother with him and even deleted him as a friend.
Despair instantly filled Aibo's heart. His eyes gradually turned red, and he looked at the shield card on the table with unwillingness.
Four hours passed quickly, and the shield on Aibo's cabin disappeared in an instant, leaving only a thin layer of protective cover trying to protect the cabin.
The tornado outside was growing bigger and bigger, the oppressive darkness was getting thicker, and the sound of the whistling wind seemed to be right next to my ears.
Aibo watched helplessly as the shield's defense value dropped little by little...
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