Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

The wheat leaves in the wheat field are golden, and the numerous wheat ears bend the thin stalks.

When the wind blows, it sways with the wind, making a rustling sound, like small golden waves.

There was a faint scent of wheat ears floating in the air above the Novice Village. Qin Mo knew that the wheat ears in the wheat fields were ready to be harvested before he even got close.

Qin Mo placed the small blue brick well and took out a knife to prepare to harvest the ripe wheat ears.

Last time, we did not sow all the wheat seeds. With this experience, next time we can plant the reserved wheat seeds and some cucumber seeds together.

Qin Mo lowered his head and counted them, and was surprised to find that there were at least seven or eight ears of wheat on one stalk, and some even had as many as ten.

After careful observation, Qin Mo realized that the wheat in his sight was very different from what he remembered.

The stalks grown from the mutated wheat seeds were at least three times thicker than the non-mutated stalks he had seen before the black fog, and the leaves were two fingers wider than he had remembered.

Qin Mo guessed that it was because of these changes that he saw as many as ten ears of wheat.

Qin Mo carefully harvested the wheat ears from each stalk and placed them all on the waterproof cloth.

The next steps for the harvested wheat ears are threshing and drying.

First, it is easy to eat; second, it is easy to store.

Although there is no sun in the black fog, the high temperature during the day can still evaporate the moisture in the wheat grains.

After harvesting the wheat ears, Qin Mo squatted down and cut the remaining wheat stalks and piled them together.

There weren't many wheat ears and stalks when they were separated, but it took Qin Mo nearly half an hour to clear the field.

After clearing the fields, Qin Mo had no plans to continue planting wheat or cucumbers.

Because the terrifying black fog tide mentioned by Little Moon is coming...

Thinking of this, Qin Mo straightened up and glanced at the small moon not far away, his eyes deep.

Afterwards, Qin Mo withdrew his gaze, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and continued to work.

He spent the last wave of black fog in his sleep.

The black fog tide described by Xiaoyueliang calmly was very loud, but Qin Mo had no idea about it because he had not directly felt the horror of the black fog tide.

Hua Chi opened the door of the cabin and saw Qin Mo threshing wheat grains manually from a distance.

The fields were empty, save for small piles of loose earth where the wheat had grown.

Qin Mo heard the cabin door open and looked up.

Hua Chi stood in front of the door with a frown on his face. After a moment, he relaxed and said:

"Next time, remember to call me."

Qin Mo smiled and replied, "Okay."

After saying this, Qin Mo lowered his head and continued to work, speeding up his movements.

Hua Chi knew in her heart that Qin Mo had agreed now, and next time he would most likely finish the work alone.

All three of them have this habit.

Hua Chi quickened his pace and walked forward, sitting cross-legged beside Qin Mo, and threshing the wheat ears neatly according to Qin Mo's movements.

The skin that has come into contact with wheat ears quickly becomes itchy and red, and one or two small red bumps appear silently. The smooth and flat skin silently makes its presence felt with the itchy feeling.

Without the help of convenient machines, manual threshing of wheat grains is a tedious and troublesome task.

Qin Mo's eyes moved, and he put down the wheat ears he had just processed and said:

"It's getting hotter outside, and it will take a while to finish these. Take these ears of wheat into my room first, and I'll bring the wheat stalks in as well."

Qin Mo said as he walked towards the pile of straw.

Hua Chi wiped the sweat off his forehead and replied without thinking:

"it is good".

Having said that, Hua Chi stood up and carried the wheat ears wrapped in waterproof cloth into Qin Mo's cabin according to Qin Mo's instructions.

Inside the cabin.

Qin Mo and Hua Chi sat together by the fire, shelling wheat grains with their hands.

The outer shell of the wheat grain is very dry and crisp, and a complete wheat grain with a fragrant aroma can be peeled out in just three or two seconds.

Suddenly, Hua Chi's hand stopped moving and a round grain of wheat slipped from his fingertips.

Little Moon blinked and shifted her gaze towards Hua Chi.

[Woof! Woof! Where is this? ]

【Master! Master! Woof! 】

The helpless, aggrieved and anxious whimpering of the puppy kept echoing in Hua Chi's mind.

【Woof! Woof! 】

From the sound, it seemed like the puppy was about to cry.

Suddenly, Hua Chi's heart shrank.

trouble!

Hua Chi frowned and cursed in her heart.

Then he quickly stood up and said to Qin Mo:

"I'll come back later."

Qin Mo's hands moved in an orderly manner. Hearing this, he said without even raising his head: "Okay."

After Hua Chi left, Qin Mo raised his head and seemed to be thinking about something.

He was very curious about what had made Hua Chi so panicked.

After a moment, the reason why Hua Chi was in a hurry appeared.

A puppy.

He's still a puppy that can't even walk steadily.

Hua Chi pushed the door open and stepped aside to make way.

A puppy, as round as a ball, appeared at Huachi's feet.

Suddenly, just as the puppy was about to jump over the threshold and keep up with Huachi's pace, its two short round hind legs suddenly held it back.

Snapped!

The puppy flipped over and rolled into Qin Mo's cabin.

Seeing this, Hua Chi’s mouth twitched: “…”

Contrary to Hua Chi's reaction, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth rose uncontrollably.

Hua Chi quickly stretched out his legs to block the puppy's body from continuing to roll, and then grabbed the puppy's soft and round body.

This is really stupid...

Hua Chi held the puppy tightly.