Hearing An Lan's explanation, Lu Fan's lips curled up slightly, and he said with a smile, "Teacher An, not everything in this world can be explained by science. Some methods may not have a scientific basis, but they have been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors, and they may actually have some effect."
As he spoke, his eyes darted around, and he added, "Besides, we've already traveled to this desolate wilderness, so what's the point of talking about science?"
Finding nothing new nearby, the two, driven by their curiosity about the unknown, continued their adventures in this mysterious land like fearless explorers.
Unconsciously, their footsteps led them to a dry, flat area, where the scenery seemed to have been "withered" by nature, completely different from before.
The ground was dry, and when you stepped on it, dust would fly up with a "poof," just like a small sandstorm.
Looking around, the vegetation was pitifully sparse, with clumps here and there, like a few stubborn hairs growing on a bald head, devoid of any vitality.
"This place feels like it's been thoroughly 'bathed' by the sun," Lu Fan complained as he walked.
An Lan smiled helplessly and echoed, "Yeah, I really don't know if we can find anything else rare."
Just as they were filled with doubt, Lu Fan suddenly stopped and stared straight ahead.
[Watermelon spotted ahead]
Following the guidance in his mind, Lu Fan looked around and, to his surprise, a patch of watermelon vines had miraculously sprouted on that barren land.
The vines, like little green snakes, meandered freely across the ground.
Several watermelons hung from the vine, round and plump, like big, inflated balls, swaying gently in the breeze, as if cheerfully calling out, "Hey, come and take us away!"
Lu Fan excitedly patted An Lan on the shoulder and pointed ahead: "Teacher An, look! There's something good up ahead!"
An Lan looked in the direction he was pointing, and her eyes lit up instantly: "That's... a watermelon?!"
She was so excited that her voice rose eight octaves. She rushed to the watermelon vine, bent down, and carefully picked up a watermelon, as if she were holding a rare treasure.
"It really is a watermelon, and it's quite big, but I don't know if it's ripe or not."
Lu Fan walked over with a smile, squatted down next to An Lan, and also picked up a watermelon.
He pretended to pat the air up and down, listen to the sounds from left and right, tilting his head like a rattle drum from time to time, his eyes narrowed into slits, listening intently.
He was so focused; anyone who didn't know better would think he was doing some kind of advanced scientific research.
He listened for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. Luckily, he had a cheat code.
The watermelons are ripe.
Lu Fan confidently waved his hand and said with certainty, "This melon is definitely ripe!"
An Lan couldn't help but look at him with suspicion: "Really? You can tell just by the voice?"
The live stream chat instantly became lively.
"Wow, it's a watermelon! What great luck!"
"We'll plant the watermelon seeds in the terrarium later, and then we'll have a continuous supply of watermelons to eat."
"An Lan doesn't seem to believe that the watermelon is ripe."
So, is this watermelon ripe or not?
As the famous philosopher Hua Qiang once said, "When you have doubts, it is already a greenhorn in your mind."
Seeing An Lan's doubtful look, Lu Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Don't worry, even if it's not ripe, we can still plant it, and we'll have plenty of watermelons to eat later."
Then, Lu Fan started his "crazy picking mode," and in no time, he had picked all the watermelons off the vine.
He excitedly counted: "One, two, three, four, five, six, a total of six! The big ones are like small winter melons, and the small ones are much bigger than a fist."
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Chinese contestant Lu Fan triggers a 10,000-fold return.
[Fresh watermelon 6*10 million]
At this point, a problem arises.
When they came out, they never expected to come across watermelons, and they didn't bring any tools like baskets.
An Lan looked troubled: "This is not easy to carry."
However, Lu Fan had an idea after thinking about it for a moment.
He quickly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular physique.
An Lan, who was standing next to her, was caught off guard and immediately covered her eyes in embarrassment, but her fingers were left a little wide open.
"What are you doing? Are you being a pervert?!"
Lu Fan was taken aback, then gave a knowing smile: "Of course it's watermelon, Teacher An, what are you thinking? You don't think it's broad daylight..."
Seeing Lu Fan's appearance, An Lan blushed and lightly hit him: "Who told you to take off your clothes without warning?"
Lu Fan smiled and gently wrapped each watermelon in a tight knot, making it look like an oversized bundle.
He carried the "watermelon bundle" in both hands and deliberately waved it at An Lan with a smug look: "How about it, not bad, right!"
An Lan rolled her eyes at him: "Look how smug you are."
She was also holding a watermelon, her face beaming with surprise, as if she had won a super prize.
She laughed and said, "I thought I was just going to wander around, but I didn't expect to be able to bring back a watermelon. This is such a pleasant surprise!"
The two walked back happily, but when they got to the place where they had parted ways with Ling Yue, they looked left and right, searched everywhere, but couldn't find Ling Yue anywhere.
Lu Fan shouted at the top of his lungs towards the forest, "Brother Ling! Brother Ling! We're home!"
The sound, like a loudspeaker, echoed back and forth in the woods several times, but no one responded; only his own voice resonated hollowly.
An Lan grew anxious, grabbing Lu Fan's arm with a furrowed brow and saying worriedly, "Where did Brother Ling go? I hope nothing bad has happened to him."
Lu Fan remained calm, patted An Lan on the shoulder, and comforted her, "Don't worry, Ling Yue is quite strong. Maybe he found some treasure and went to hunt for it secretly. It's getting late, the sun is about to set. Let's go back to the villa first. When he gets back, he'll definitely be envious of our bag of watermelons."
So, Lu Fan and An Lan carried watermelons and chatted as they walked towards the villa.
As the sun sets, its afterglow casts a warm, yellow veil over the earth.
Lu Fan hummed an off-key tune, his steps light and quick, each step seemingly tapping out a cheerful rhythm with the ground beneath his feet, his whole being radiating a joyful aura.
An Lan, in stark contrast to him, would frequently turn back to look at him with a worried expression, her eyes filled with concern for Ling Yue.
Seeing An Lan's worried expression, Lu Fan shrugged, still smiling, and comforted her, "Don't worry, Brother Ling's strength is obvious to all. Maybe he's carrying a bunch of treasures back right now, preparing to give us a surprise."
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