(Thanks to the boss, Crazy Tuzki, for the 1,100-coin reward. Sanguan will give you a hug here!)
On a dark and windy night, people are killing people and setting fires.
The night of the apocalypse is extremely silent. Mingguang Base City is dormant and hidden in the embrace of the black locust forest, waiting for the arrival of dawn.
Farther away, the waves of the dark sea are still soothing, leaving a sense of expectation in the night.
Originally an inconspicuous remnant of Yanhui Mountain, on the hill next to the natural corridor, a giant silver fir tree spread its branches and leaves, making a clear and distant sound like metal when they collided with each other.
The wall composed of mutated pitcher plants stretched silently, opening the huge umbrella-shaped leaves and making a squeaking sound.
This is one of the few times when they don't have to worry about the hot air evaporating the water stored in the vines. They are extremely relaxed and comfortable, and it is also the time for them to sleep peacefully.
Nocturnally dormant plant species like Nepenthes variabilis are not uncommon in the wilderness. They are quiet and relaxed most of the time in the absence of prey.
The yellow clouds in the sky obscured the night sky and starlight. The night of the last days was particularly dark.
Under the cover of night, a figure silently approached the pitcher plant wall.
The visitor was wearing dark-striped bionic camouflage and carrying a huge military backpack on his back.
After throwing down the camping bag and playing with it for a while, with a few clicks, the camping bag turned into a rectangular scooter that was three meters wide and four meters long, with several sets of pulleys at the bottom.
The visitor took out an engineering shovel from the bottom of the car, spat twice on the palm of his hand, and his eyes shone with golden light.
"Hey, little darling, my aunt is here to love you!"
I dug hard at the roots of a dormant pitcher plant. After less than three digs, the leaves of the mutant pitcher plant folded into a small ball with a brushing sound, and countless tentacles hidden under the ground broke out of the ground. Out, like a dark python, it chooses people and devours them.
This figure did not panic under the mutated pitcher plants that were more than ten or twenty meters high. He held the engineer shovel and remained still.
Smelling the smell of humans at its roots, the pitcher plant seemed a little hesitant. The order did not allow harm to this strange creature. What should I do?
The mutated pitcher plant is just a plant, obeying instinct and unable to think much. This situation seems a bit too complicated for it.
The tentacles all over the sky became silent, and the visitor breathed a sigh of relief, sweating profusely, and continued digging. Within a few minutes, the entire root system of the mutant pitcher plant was exposed to the air.
The main root of the mutant pitcher plant is an extraordinarily thick tentacle coiled under the ground. This plant is not very dependent on the soil. It only needs water from the land occasionally, and its nutrients mainly rely on hunting.
Although Mr. Nepenthes was a little unhappy, he didn't have any reaction.
The visitor became even more excited when he saw this, and rolled the tentacles into a ball. After a while, the pitcher plant was balled into a pile of hills five or six meters high.
He picked it up, put it on the scooter, covered it with a blackout cloth, pulled the scooter, and quickly disappeared into the bright light.
She actually stole an entire mutant pitcher plant like that!
The next morning, at the No. 3 trading market in Base City,
Members of the hunting team who had rested all night gathered here to purchase their necessities and comfort their bellies after a night of protest.
"Sir, long time no see!"
"Iron Rooster, what good things did you get today?"
He had grass-green cropped messy hair and was wearing camouflage. His petite body sat on a hill-like baggage and slowly polished his leather boots until the boots were shiny. He nodded with satisfaction and showed a big smile. , the little nose wrinkled,
"Take a look and have a look. Don't miss it, young and old, as you pass by. My aunt will bring back some rare things today!"
"I said, girl, do you know how to do business? What's the point? The men are just waiting to open the city gate and go to the wilderness to make money. How can I have time to listen to your chatter?" A middle-aged man with a mustache After waiting for a long time to see what was new, I couldn't help but scream.
"That's right, hurry up and let the gentlemen take a look! Maybe they'll like it. I'll give you a hot meal at 100 points! Haha!" Someone said with ill intentions.
Another person showed a knowing smile, "This brother is right! Little girl, why are you starting to do business at such a young age? Don't you have any rice to cook at home? Sir, I have an apartment next to the No. 3 market, and it happens to be... We need a girl to warm the bed, tsk tsk, look at how weak you are, I feel bad for you!"
"Hahaha"
"boom!"
A huge roar suddenly exploded under the feet of several men.
The heat wave and gravel directly blew several people away, leaving a half-meter deep pit on the ground with smoke and the pungent smell of gunpowder.
A ferocious steel monster appeared in the little girl's hand. It was an oversized revolver, with a black muzzle that was 70 mm in diameter.
Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Even if a third-level awakened person was hit head-on by this revolver... forehead cannon... they probably had no choice but to go see Marx.
Smiling sweetly, turning a blind eye to the chaos and blood on the ground, he opened a corner of the hill,
"The first-order advanced adult mutant pitcher plant, do you want it? It has been domesticated. It is a housekeeper and a good helper in the wilderness!"
"hiss"
After escaping the disaster, Mustache took a breath and didn't care whether he was received or not. "Three thousand! I want it!"
Everyone looked sideways,
"Lao Hu, are you crazy? What's the use of this thing?" A person said.
Mustache chuckled, "My chariot is big and strong enough. I can take it for a walk in the wilderness!"
Others shook their heads, "The pitcher plant needs to take root. Why don't we dig a hole and bury it every time we start a war?"
The mustache smiled and said nothing, looking confident.
"Why is it such a crappy thing like mutated pitcher plants? If I could get some wolfthorn flowers back..."
"Pity!"
"Is there anyone with a higher bid?" the little girl shouted again "3-2-"
"Wait! I'll pay you five thousand points!"
Zuo Chen felt very happy, "This friend is offering five thousand! Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
The mustache looked coldly at the young man who bid, "Seven thousand five thousand!"
"Ten thousand"
"Fifteen thousand!"
The young man was not afraid at all and said with a smile, "Twenty thousand."
Mustache asked, "Young man, if I read correctly, are you an ordinary person?"
The young man waved his hand, "Boss Hu, I am Lu Youcai from the Qingshan Search Team. We are bound to get this mutant pitcher plant. I hope that Boss Hu will be kind and give us a face."
"Qingshan Search Team??"
"Sounds familiar!"
"Nonsense, this is the team that holds the location of the only mutated pepper tree in the base city!"
"profound!"
Everyone suddenly realized that he was actually very wealthy!
The mustache is resentful.
The young man smiled at Zuo Chen, swiped the card and handed her a card, "It has the address of our team. If we can get more than two plants, it will be 50% higher! As many as you want! If you can get ten plants, Above, I’ll give you double!”
The little girl's eyes lit up, dazzling "Really?"
The young man stretched out his palm,
"A gentleman's word"
"It's hard to chase a horse!"
"High-five!"
"Snapped"
The little girl shook her fresh grass-green hair and stretched out a little finger.
The young man was stunned, "???"
"My name is Zuo Chen!"
"Lu Youcai"
"Hang yourself on a hook and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years!"
Lu Youcai's face turned green due to the little girl's hair, and he smiled bitterly.
"stamp."
"stamp!"
