Chapter 6 A Bountiful Harvest (Revised) The dog licked him! ...
The system felt that this identification function was a trap for it.
What is “different”?
The system, asked this by its host, just wanted to scream to the heavens: It also wanted to know what was going on with that "anomaly"! Why wasn't it detected during the identification process?!
The little zombie was unaware that the system was struggling with its decision. After waiting for a while without hearing a reply, his whole body tensed up.
"...Huh?"
The system immediately composed itself and responded loudly: [Sell it. This is the first time I've encountered this situation. Let's see how many points we can get for this.]
The little zombie carefully held the flowers and whispered, "For sale."
[Sold successfully, +10 points, total points: 110]
The system was shocked.
Morning glories aren't exactly rare or expensive. They're so easy to grow that in many worlds they're even considered weeds. Normally, a perfectly good morning glory would only get you 50 points.
This flower is damaged, and it's only worth 10 points?
The system quickly replied: [Host, why don't you try digging up another one to sell!]
The little zombie moved as gently as possible this time, using only its fingertips to gently brush away the soil. It took almost half an hour to finally dig out the entire flower.
This morning glory is of "excellent" quality, meaning the plant has only a little damage, which is very good.
[Sold successful, 100 points added, total points: 210]
100!
The system almost died of excitement.
The little zombie's arm, which it had previously traded out, could only be exchanged for back at 400,000 points. The system had even secretly cried over the price, blaming itself for being useless, and fearing that there was no hope of getting the host's arm back.
But now it seems that if they expand their planting area and plant only the most expensive flowers, they might actually be able to buy back the little zombie's arm!
The little zombie's focus, however, was on something else entirely.
After listening to the system's explanation about points, he blinked.
"Awooo?"
[That's right, you can exchange points for them. You asked how much you can get... Oh, by the way, one of those flowers can be exchanged for two pieces of pet food.]
The little zombie instantly perked up.
At this moment, in the eyes of this zombie system, those blood-red morning glories were not flowers, but shining points.
From the three fields, a total of fifteen mutated morning glories were harvested. Apart from one "perfect" quality plant which was exchanged for 500 points, the others were mostly worth around 100 points each.
The morning glory fields have been harvested, but there's still one sweet potato field left.
There aren't so many rules about sweet potatoes.
Since these things were food, and tuberous plants are also quite resilient, the little zombie's audacious actions allowed it to dig up all the sweet potatoes in the ground in just a few seconds.
[Ding—Acquired Level 1 crop: Sweet Potato x3, Quality: Good x3]
They planted a small, shriveled sweet potato, which sprouted normally. Thanks to the "farm buff," the new sweet potatoes that have grown are now large and plump, looking very appetizing.
The system was relieved that the sweet potato hadn't mutated.
The little zombie was curiously poking at the hard, muddy sweet potato with its finger when suddenly a clump of gray appeared in its field of vision.
He looked down: "Dog?"
He pronounced the two words very clearly, while the furry ball called "dog" only glanced at the little zombie before slowly approaching the pile of sweet potatoes on the ground.
It pressed its nose against the surface of the sweet potato and smelled it. The next second, its big head shook, and a crack appeared below its face.
The seam made a screeching sound, as if someone was tearing it apart, which made your teeth ache. This process continued until the mouth stretched as wide as its head before stopping.
The little furball opened its mouth and took a big bite of the sweet potato that was still covered in mud.
The sweet potato was growing well and was quite large. If the little zombie hadn't been strong, it wouldn't have been able to hold it with one hand, given its small, childlike arms and body.
But when faced with a raw sweet potato that was almost as big as its own head, the little furball ate it whole, roots and leaves included, without even chewing. In just a few seconds, the sweet potato was gone.
This behavior was clearly wrong, but before the system could say anything, the little zombie grabbed a sweet potato and held it to its huge mouth: "Doggy."
Without even looking, the furry ball opened its big mouth and bit down on the little zombie's hand.
[Host! ]
Its mouth was so big that when it opened, you could see a sharp tooth protruding from its gums, gleaming with an eerie light. Who knows what would happen if you were bitten?
Just as the sharp teeth were about to pierce the little zombie's wrist, the fluffy ball stopped.
It moved aside from the little zombie's hand, turned around, and continued to swallow the last sweet potato left on the ground.
[Host, are you alright?]
The little zombie's eyes widened little by little.
He looked down at his hands, and in the dim sunlight, he could see a small streak of water on his fingertips.
The dog licked him!
Amidst the system's exclamation, the little zombie immediately grabbed the sweet potato and went over to bark "Doggy, doggy," insisting that the furry ball eat what it offered.
The little zombie was holding on too tightly, and the fur ball couldn't escape, so it had no choice but to take the little zombie's hand into its mouth. After finishing the sweet potato, it used its tongue to wrap the grayish-blue hand and push it out.
The little zombie got even more excited.
So when the little furball finished eating the sweet potato and lay on its back on the ground, the little zombie quietly moved over.
He stretched out his finger and gently poked the little furball's belly fur.
The furball trembled at the overly gentle touch and tried to scratch it, but its legs were too short to reach. After kicking several times, it arched its body and rubbed against the little wretch's hand.
Seeing this, the little zombie, following the actions it remembered, placed its palm on the fur ball's belly, slightly curled its fingers, and made a "grabbing" motion.
"Ooh..." The little furball stretched out its limbs comfortably, turning itself into a pancake, revealing its still pink belly.
Little Zombie: !
Faced with this fluffy ball, the little zombie... also lay down, spreading his arms and legs, side by side with the fluffy ball.
The furry ball, waiting to have its belly rubbed, turned its head in confusion and met the little zombie's gaze.
The little zombie blinked in confusion, patted his belly as if to say, "Why aren't you scratching my belly yet?"
The system watched this scene and silently swallowed back the words, "Something's wrong with the dog."
Never mind, as long as the host is happy.
All the sweet potatoes ended up in Mao Tuan's stomach, so only the fifteen morning glory plants were sold. However, these mutated morning glories were extremely expensive, and in the end, they were exchanged for 2,000 points, which was a great gain.
Once you earn points, the first thing to do is to recharge the system, and the second is to exchange them for food for your furry friend.
There are two types of pet food: general-purpose food and specialty food.
Pet training is a module that the system is very proud of. In addition to basic feeding and hatching, it also has a special evolution function.
Pets recognized by the system can level up by feeding them. Once they reach a certain level, they will evolve. After evolving, their appearance and abilities will change significantly, and there is even a certain probability that they will awaken pet skills.
Besides feeding the pets, the pet food produced by the system can also be used to increase their upgrade value.
[General-purpose feed is available in stores, but you'll have to figure out the formulas for specialty feeds yourself; your progress will be displayed here.]
What was displayed in front of the little zombie was several three-dimensional virtual projections. At the top was a large white question mark, below it was a 20% smaller one, and below that was a floating sweet potato.
The little zombie first grabbed at the sweet potato in mid-air, but was stunned when he saw his hand pass right through the image.
The system wanted to explain to the host what these projections were, but the little zombie seemed quite used to it, simply quietly withdrawing its hand without asking any questions.
The system paused for a few seconds, then immediately said in a relaxed tone: "[It seems it really likes sweet potatoes. Once we find all the recipes, we can synthesize a special food. Using that special food will level it up much faster.]"
Little zombie: "Awooo!"
He had barely finished replying when he heard a strange rustling sound. Looking down, he saw the furry little creature pawing at his feet.
The little zombie stared for a long time before the system reminded him that the fluffy ball wanted him to squat down.
The little furball's physical condition was still very bad. After standing for a while, it was obvious that it was losing strength and all four legs were shaking.
After the little zombie squatted down, it quickly took a few steps forward, supported itself on its hind legs, placed its front paws on the little zombie's belly, and pressed down on it with its paw pads.
The little zombie stared blankly at it, the turbidity in its eyes slowly fading away.
For the first time, he felt such a strong urge that he reached out and picked up the fluffy little thing.
The little zombie gently buried its face in the fluffy gray fur of the ball of fur, and didn't let go for a long time.
The illusion of the sun disappeared on time, and they now had light in the darkness, even if it was just a tiny glimmer from a shard of mirror, it was enough to dispel a small patch of darkness.
The sun will rise again, and the next round of planting should begin.
The system has already set a plan.
They first need to figure out whether the "abnormal" flowers are a matter of probability, or whether there is something special about this place that will inevitably produce abnormal flowers once they are planted.
Based on the principle of maximizing efficiency, it was suggested that two fields be planted with morning glories as a precaution, and the other two fields be planted with another flower, pansies.
It's not that the system intentionally doesn't want to grow edible crops, but rather that there's a great deal of uncertainty every time it tries to smuggle things, and this time it didn't get anything.
While the little zombies' shop does sell sweet potatoes, the prices are outrageously high, costing over 1000 points each—in the system's words, it's blatant robbery.
So the little zombie, the system, and the fur ball all agreed to plant flowers and earn points in all four fields.
As for what to do if the little zombie suddenly gets hungry...
Little zombie: "Awooo!"
Eat pet food.
System: [It's not that bad...]
The fluffy ball: "Awooooo."
The crimson mist floated silently in the air, and at the distant horizon where it was obscured, a crack appeared in the sky without warning.
A muffled voice came from the crack: "So that's where it is..."
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