Plant elves, popular on the Internet by planting

Zhenzhen blinked and nodded stupidly.

Are intermediate elves rare? Previously, all the elves that could occupy territory on the deserted planet were intermediate elves, right?

It’s just that the windmill car’s ability is stronger than hers, so she can only make the durian bigger and then drop it from the sky to hit people.

But the windmill car is extremely ferocious and will directly entangle her and crush her.

Moreover, when her durian fell from the sky, it could only leave a few shallow marks on the vine.

So later she learned that if she couldn't fight, she would run away, and if she couldn't run away, she would just pretend to be dead.

Especially pretending to be dead, which is definitely a unique skill of the deserted planet. Most people can't tell that she is pretending to be dead!

Only Zhizhi knew about it, and she was always responsible for cleaning up the mess. She would wrap her up with her roots and then quickly run back home.

As a result, Zhizhi packed up her and himself and sent them to Siyao just because of some food...

"Is there anything wrong with being a mid-level elf?" Zhen Zhen asked cautiously.

It seems... it seems that many of the elves are primary elves, and most of the elves being strolled around are also primary elves.

Could it be...could it be that she doesn’t like intermediate elves (o? o||)!!!

Zhenzhen's lips trembled, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and she looked at Si Yao with some grievance.

Just... can't you just like intermediate elves?

Zhenzhen is such a cute and pretty elf, shouldn’t you like her a little more?

"No, I just thought that your popularity might be quite high." Si Yao thought about how much the orcs in StarCraft admired the elves, especially the mid-level elves. It can be said that Ping Ping currently accounts for the largest proportion of all the comments. They really admire the high-level elves more.

Zhenzhen tilted her head, not quite understanding what Siyao said. She whispered back in a voice that Siyao couldn't hear, "You won't be welcome. They won't like Zhenzhen."

Si Yao heard a very small mumbling voice, but he didn't hear anything clearly. He turned his head and looked at Zhen Zhen, "What?"

Zhen Zhen blinked and shook her head, "No...nothing..."

Si Yao poked Zhen Zhen's chubby face with his index finger and said, "Your durian is delicious. It will definitely be a very popular type."

Si Yao lowered his eyes to look at the lit computer, raised his hand to click his agreement, put the pillow on his shoulder, put two durians and a knife in the basket, and then walked towards the space station.

From a distance, she saw the Roy family's spaceship parked in the space station, and then the person in charge saw her coming and walked out of the space station to greet her.

"Grower Si Yao." The head of the Roy family came up to greet him with a smile. When he smelled a faint scent, his eyebrows moved slightly, but his expression was still extremely warm and friendly. When he saw the unfamiliar elf on Si Yao's shoulder, he quickly said enthusiastically, "Is this the new variety of elf you mentioned? It looks extremely cute and likable."

"Yes, her name is Zhen Zhen, and she's the durian elf." Si Yao pointed in the direction and took him to the pavilion before putting the basket on the table.

"Durian?" The perfect smile on the face of the head of the Roy family froze.

?

What breed is this?

In order to be qualified for this job, he memorized almost all the plant species, habits and smells in the interstellar space that even the Federation did not have.

He had never heard of this species of plant.

The person in charge thought about it and asked conservatively, "Is this a fruit or a vegetable?"

"It's fruit. This is the fruit she produced." Si Yao lifted the cloth on the basket.

A unique smell spread out immediately.

Shengsheng and Yununuo, who were near the pavilion, also stopped what they were doing and looked in their direction curiously.

What's this smell?

The smile on the face of the head of the Roy family moved slightly, but it was still stuck at a perfect angle.

He originally thought that the faint smell just now was the smell that planter Si Yao had described, but it turned out to be this.

It is a big problem.

Most of the citizens of the Federation like light fragrances and prefer lighter flavors.

The previous apples are extremely popular and currently receive all the positive reviews. Almost everyone who has eaten the apples says that the texture and taste are excellent.

The smell of light may be a big threshold.

Si Yao used a knife to cut along the grain and broke it with force. He revealed the extremely plump six-celled durian flesh, which fit perfectly into the durian shell and emitted a fragrant aroma.

The person in charge's eyebrows twitched again.

Si Yao placed a piece of durian flesh in front of the person in charge, "You can try it. You will feel a little different after tasting it."

After Si Yao put it away for him, she didn't look at him again, but stared at the piece of durian in front of her with shining eyes.

She felt that since they had just walked from the villa to the space station, the long distance should leave some space for the durian meat in this room.

Si Yao picked it up directly with his hands and ate a big piece in one bite. He was extremely satisfied with the meal, and his eyes were shining, showing his love from the bottom of his heart.

The person in charge stretched his stiff fingers and looked at Si Yao eating with such relish. He believed that maybe it just smelled bad but tasted good.

Following Si Yao's example, he pinched a piece and put it to his mouth, but he was still reserved and only took a light taste.

Then his brows relaxed and he took another bite with some disbelief. Even after he had eaten all the durian in the room, he still felt a little unsatisfied. He pursed his lips carefully, savoring the dense and sweet taste.

I have to say that although the fruits cultivated by this elf are special, they do have something special.

"Master Siyao, excuse me for asking, this shouldn't be a primary elf, right? It should be a fruit that can be cultivated by a mid-level elf at least."

The taste will overshadow it at first, but after a few more bites, one can clearly feel that their mental strength is as if being gently stroked, and is exceptionally clear. This is not the feeling given to them by a primary elf at all, but at least a mid-level elf.

Si Yao looked at him in surprise. Even as a planter, she needed to let the energy circulate in the elf's body to know her level. He could tell that she was an intermediate elf just by tasting the fruit.

Sure enough, the Roy family did not just randomly appoint a person in charge of purchasing. They all have real talents and skills.

"Yes, Zhenzhen is an intermediate elf." Si Yao nodded and stroked Zhenzhen gently with his hand.

The person in charge nodded seriously, thought carefully about the cases he had taken over in the past, confirmed the plan, and then looked at Si Yao, "Si Yao, if durian wants to open up the market, the route it may have to take is not the civilian route. You may need to cooperate with us, okay?"