Primitive Tribe Adventure

Feng Yun walked to the edge of the pond full of spring water, squatted down, grabbed a handful of pits from the bag, and put it in the water.

Fengyun once remembered that there was a way of planting. He waited for the seeds to germinate before planting them in the field. He was ready to follow suit.

There is another advantage to doing so, you can see whether the core will germinate or not.

In addition, you can also save some spring water. After all, it's not like the beginning. There are more and more places to use spring water. If you can save it, save a little.

"Yun, you?"

Seeing Fengyun's actions, although the storm seemed a little surprised, he finally resisted it and did not say much.

Feng Yun's hand holding the core quickly entered the water.

He didn't open his palms at first. The cores he used this time were all taken from the underground space. They were relatively dry and light. If they were not held with hands, they might float on the water.

It was not that Feng Yun had never thought about using the core that he picked out when he ate the ugly fruit, but he finally chose the hungry and dry core.

In his opinion, although these pits collected by the golden monsters were carefully selected, they are quite a few years old. Compared with fresh pits, germination is obviously more difficult.

In other words, if all of these pits could germinate, almost all the pits he collected this time could germinate successfully.

Of course, this is what he thinks is the most ideal situation. Whether it will be what he wants, he has to try it himself.

As soon as Feng Yun's hand was placed in the spring water, a large number of bubbles appeared between his nails, and they continued to continue, just like throwing an effervescent tablet into the water.

"Yun, how is it?"

Compared to Feng Yun, the person involved, the storm seemed to be more concerned. Just seeing air bubbles coming out of Feng Yun's fingers, he couldn't help but ask questions.

"Nothing. They are absorbing spring water."

Feng Yun didn't turn his head, his eyes still looked at his palms immersed in the spring water.

After about five minutes, Feng Yun slowly opened his palm when he saw that there were almost no bubbles coming out of his fingers.

The storm, who had been waiting for the result, immediately refreshed, his eyes brightened and looked at Feng Yun's opened palms, and the eyes shone brightly.

Perhaps it was because he was full of water. When Fengyun spread out his hands, all the pits lay in his palms obediently, and none of them floated up.

At this time, they are different from when Feng Yun just took it out of the bag. They have become a lot fuller and the surface has become more shiny.

Fengyun and storm are all staring at them. They don't care about the changes in their appearance. What they really care about is whether they will sprout.

The seeds did not germinate, at least for about ten minutes after Feng Yun opened his palms, the pits did not make any movement.

"Is there a problem with these pits?"

After enduring such a long time, the storm's patience seemed to be exhausted, and he didn't pay so much attention when speaking, and said something that didn't seem to be said.

Feng Yun did not respond, still staring at the ugly fruit in his palm.

Compared with the storm, Feng Yun's mentality is much better, because he knows that the ugly fruit core has not yet germinated.

Through the special connection he has established with nature, Feng Yun can clearly feel that the fruit core in his palm is extracting the force of nature from the spring water, and the amount of extraction is still quite a lot.

At this point, Feng Yun not only didn't feel bad, on the contrary, he was still very happy.

What he fears most is that Ugly Fruit’s core does not respond at all. As long as it responds, whether it is good or bad, it will make him feel more at ease.

However, with the passage of time, Feng Yun's heart slowly raised.

After another while, the ugly fruit core he placed in his palm reduced the force of the natural force in the spring water, and soon stopped completely.

Originally, Fengyun thought that it was almost at this time and it was the turn of the fruit cores to begin to germinate, but there was still no movement of those cores.

Except for the fact that they don't seem to be light in the palm of the hand, and they are slightly pressed, Fengyun can no longer obtain useful information from them.

Soon, ten minutes later, those fruit pits quietly collapsed in his palm, and there was no sign of change at all. It seemed that the pool water had lost its function.

"Is it really impossible to sprout?"

Feng Yun's heart gradually lifted, but he suppressed it forcibly, and did not show his anxiety on his face, because there was hope in his heart, after all, only a short time had passed.

It takes time for seeds to germinate. Even if the spring water of Shuang Lengquan is special, it can speed up the process, but the ugly fruit does not seem to be an ordinary plant, and the longer time it takes for the seed to germinate is excusable.

However, as time went on, Feng Yun's self-comfort became more and more powerless, because the ugly fruit core lying on his palm had not moved, even if he could not see it from his eyes.

Originally he was going to stick to it, but the storm gave up: "Yun, if we didn't take out the cores, and see if there is something wrong with them?"

"it is good."

Feng Yun nodded reluctantly. Although he didn't want to admit failure, the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't just refuse to admit it.

He had already thought about it. After taking the core out of the pool, he would open some of them and take a look to confirm where the problem was.

Open them, they may be useless, but it is worthwhile to be able to let other ugly fruit cores germinate.

Click... Click...

As soon as Feng Yun's palm left the water, Feng Yun suddenly heard a sound similar to something cracking. Although the sound was not loud, Feng Yun's hearing was very good, so he caught it.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Feng Yun subconsciously followed the direction of the sound, but when he confirmed the source of the sound, a strange expression appeared on his face.

He discovered that the sound was actually made by the ugly fruit cores lying on his palms, which had not moved for a long time. This was not over yet, and he also found some small cracks on the cores.

Although these cracks are very small, if Fengyun's eyesight is not really outstanding, even if you stare carefully, you may not be able to find them.

Feng Yun looked at the cores, his eyes lit up, shimmering, making people afraid to look at him because he knew exactly what it meant.

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