Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

November 2-18:

spend:

——Seeds and fertilizers: 300G

——The amount of money collected and the cost of amber: 541G

—— Daily necessities: 242G

——Commissioned the blacksmith Clint to make something: 240G

income:

——Gathered mushrooms and dug winter roots: 368G

Assets: 23G

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At night, after closing the account book, Sean sighed, making money is not easy. Fortunately, the farm is now slowly getting on the right track, just waiting for this batch of seedlings to be planted in the fields, looking forward to the harvest. The fruit trees on the mountain will enter the flowering period in more than half a month, so we have to prepare for pollination in advance.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, including the subsequent exploration time.

Standing up, I estimated that the time was almost up. Yes, it was time for the weekly exploration of the alien space.

Under Amber's puzzled gaze, Sean took out various equipment from the space and assembled himself from the teeth.

"Amber, the farm is now in your hands. Remember to take good care of it." Sean, wearing thick gloves, rubbed Amber's head and said.

As the countdown reached zero, Sean's consciousness communicated with the system, and as a white light exploded out of nowhere, he disappeared from the spot.

Only Amber Dogface was left standing there in confusion.

No! I'm this big! Where did the breeder go?

The little dog head was full of big questions, and the CPU was overwhelmed.

It took him a while to react, and he howled at the air.

The anti-air attack was fruitless, and in the end, he could only lie down beside Sean's bed with his tail between his legs, whimpering and waiting for him to come back.

The white light dissipated and Sean returned to the underground world.

The first time is strange, the second time is familiar, and the third time is like going home.

Sean turned on the flashlight skillfully, and his eyes quickly adapted to the change in brightness.

It was still the familiar puddle, but the muddy surface had hardened.

The only difference is that now Sean has a piece of fancy technology - a watch.

The magic concentration is 24. It seems that the concentration has dropped a lot since this water-purifying stone was sacrificed.

According to Sean's previous estimation, judging from the strength of the Aqua Blood he encountered, the magic concentration here should be at the level of 30-40.

It seems that the concentration of magic power in the different space is not constant. Perhaps treasures will be generated in places with high magic concentration, Sean made an inference.

According to the previous plan, Sean did not dare to go too deep into the slime hatching area. He stared at his watch and strictly searched for the slime in the area below 30 magic concentration.

With ease, Sean wiped out three lone groups of slimes.

After gathering enough raw materials for future use, he stopped and returned to the area he first explored.

There was Sean's destination: the stone carving area with all kinds of little people, symbols and ghost drawings.

After hearing about Penny's love and troubles for him in Harvey's clinic, Sean has been planning to solve her troubles. Other things are easy to solve, but the most urgent issue is the survival of the museum.

Throwing aside all the crazy ideas like counterfeiting antiquities, buying them in museums, and asking Malone from the Explorers Guild for some sundries for exploring other dimensions, Sean thought of these stone carvings.

This does not perfectly meet the requirements of an ancient artifact! At first glance, it is a trace of the existence of an unknown civilization from a long time ago. (Filling in the previous hole.)

Sean didn't know the exact value of the cultural relics, after all, he was not an archaeologist. All he could do was cut the stone carvings into slabs and send them to Gunther, the owner of the museum.

The value of these cultural relics and the role they can play will depend on Gunther's storytelling ability. After all, in Sean's opinion, the patterns on these stone carvings are just like children's graffiti.

We returned unimpeded along the buried bamboo strips. The closer we got to the stone carving area, the lower the magic concentration became, and finally it dropped below 10.

The flashlight light jumped in the darkness, and Sean came to the stone carving area.

The light illuminated the abstract patterns of stone carvings on the rock wall. Standing in front of the carvings, he took a deep breath and prepared to start his work.

He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and felt the magic flowing in his body. Then, he stretched out his palm and gently waved it at the rock layer behind the stone carving. An invisible force surged from his palm, instantly softening the hard rock layer.

Sean carefully manipulated this force, like a ruthless cutting machine, drawing straight lines on the hard rock. He followed the outline of the stone carving and cut the stone slab out of the rock layer bit by bit.

After unremitting efforts, Sean finally took the last slab of stone out of the rock layer and placed it together with the previous slabs, totaling more than twenty slabs of stone.

This should be enough for Gunther to report to his superiors. Sean put the stone tablets into the space with satisfaction, filling the entire space up.

The remaining question is how to deliver these tablets to Gunther and for what purpose.

What if these things are of great value and the museum asks about their origins?

Sean himself couldn't explain it clearly. He couldn't say that he picked it up on the road. It was just yellow mud stuck in his crotch. He couldn't explain it clearly. He was just looking for something to do.

And even if Sean found an excuse that the relics were left by his grandfather and fooled people, when reports of the discovery of prehistoric civilization came out, as the donor of the cultural relics, he would definitely be swarmed by reporters, and it would be difficult for him not to become famous.

This was not in line with his current basic policy of developing in a low-key manner and trying to reduce his presence, because although he and Malone maintained a basic tacit understanding, if he was too high-profile and was noticed by other members of the Explorers Guild, then Malone would probably not come forward to protect him.

But if these things are really valuable, Sean would feel unwilling not to let Gunther know that he was the donor and not to get some benefits from it.

Sean wanted to scratch his hair in distress, but when he reached out his hand, he found that the helmet was still on his head.

Got it! I figured out a solution!

Penny, my wife, just wait for good news. In his heart, Sean already regards Penny as one of his wives...

The main goal has been achieved, but there is not enough time to go back and continue exploring. It is better to explore the other side of the place where we first came. Sean made a decision quickly.

As Sean continued to explore, the magic reading on the watch slowly climbed and exceeded the mark of 10.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound echoed in the distant cave, as if a swarm of flies were flapping their wings and flying.

Sean immediately turned off the flashlight and carefully groped his way towards the direction where the sound came from. He took every step very carefully, fearing that he would disturb the tranquility of these mysterious creatures.

Finally, he came to the depths of the cave. The rock walls were densely covered with white maggots the size of lipsticks. They were motionlessly attached to the rocks, as if waiting for their chance. Some of the lying maggots had already turned into pupae and were undergoing a metamorphosis.

The mucous membrane on the surface of these white pupae rises and falls in large and small sizes, like a beating heart.

As the frequency of its beating became faster and faster, its skin completely split open, and a maggot with wings flew out. Its wings were wet and covered with mucus, but it flapped its wings without any concern and flew high, joining the group flying in the air.

The previous "buzz~" was produced by them!