planter of the future

An Yi went back to sleep and fell asleep until noon, but was woken up by the vibration of her wrist.

An Yi raised his wrist in a daze to see dozens of text messages and some missed videos.But An Yi only knew a few people, except for one missed video call from Ares, the others were all from Nemo.

An Yi first called Ares back.Ares quickly connected.

"Hi, Ares." An Yi yawned, sat up from the bed, and looked sleepy.

Ares said: "Congratulations on your selection. Are you tired?"

"Hey." An Yi laughed twice and nodded: "It's the first time in the morning to use the spiritual tentacles to guide Lingzhi. I'm not very proficient, and it took a lot of energy."

"I have someone make delicious food for you, and it will be delivered later. See you in three days." Ares said.

An Yi blinked, but nodded quickly: "Well, okay."

The two hung up the phone after talking for a while, and An Yi scratched her head in wonder—it felt like something was wrong with Ares?

But An Yi didn't think much about it. Ares is no longer a child. If there is something that needs him to know, Ares will not refuse to tell him.

Thinking about it, An Yi opened Suni's text messages again. There were dozens of messages, almost all of which said one thing: 【Come out to celebrate your selection! party! 】

An Yi: "..."

What a lively boy.

After An Yi replied "No", he ruthlessly set the communication to the non-disturbance mode, fell back, and continued to sleep.

Three days passed by in a flash.The four-country exchange meeting has begun.

As one of the organizers, Sancia claims to be the first military academy of St. Tona, so the four-nation exchange meeting started on this day, and it was extraordinarily grand.

The venue was finally set at the large practice field of the Academy of Abysses - it can intelligently simulate various regional environments, and it is not difficult to create some booths.

There was no "opening ceremony" at the exchange meeting, but this time, because of the presence of Ares, this unpopular match received a lot of attention.

Ares is still in a black military uniform today, but it is slightly different.

His long hair was not tied up, but tied loosely at the end. The hanging hair softened his outline, and made his chilling and cold temperament faded a lot; there was a small drop-shaped hair on his forehead Blue sapphire, and two uniquely shaped sapphire rings on her fingers, graceful and luxurious, elegant and handsome.

This kind of Ares is too charming, but his eyes are deep and sharp, with a courage that is not angry and majestic, which makes people tremble with his appearance in the heart, but at the same time, they dare not give birth to the slightest obscenity. Heart.

Except for someone, of course.

The first time An Yi saw Ares, his eyes turned green.

You said his little wolf dog, why does it look so good-looking?

"An Yi, what are you looking at?" Suni stood beside An Yi, startled by those green eyes.

"Cough, it's nothing." An Yi coughed lightly to cover up, and looked away.

"Oh, the toad wants to eat swan meat." Angelica, who was separated by two people, sneered, obviously she knew who An Yi was looking at.

An Yi turned a deaf ear to Angelica's ridicule and waited quietly for the referee to call them in.

The referees were four old men, and An Yi knew one of them—the little old man who found books for him and Ares in the underground library.

An Yi originally thought that he was just an old pedant who repaired books, but now it seems that this identity is a bit unusual?

"In the first round, the planter Lingzhi will show off, and the contestants from all over the world are invited to enter." The little old men said loudly after getting ready.

He didn't use any loudspeakers, but the sound filled the audience, as loud as a bell.

An Yi was startled, and while following the team, he quietly used his spiritual eyes to look at the little old man.

Seeing this, An Yi was stunned.

There is energy flowing in the little old man's body, but it is not a power tree, but the shape of the veins of the human body, and a hazy mist of light gathers in the dantian.

The brightness of the light mist shows that his strength is not strong, but his state is similar to the exercises in "Dugu Qiubai".

An Yi thought about it for a while, and guessed: The little old man probably practiced according to the exercises passed down by the An family from the very beginning.His veins are incomplete and his energy is weak. This should be due to the incomplete practice of exercises that prevented him from entering the realm.

An Yi withdrew his spiritual eyes, and slowly calmed down, thinking about finding a time to communicate with the little old man.

While An Yi was thinking, the representatives of various countries had already entered the arena.

In addition to An Yi and the others, St. Tona has five other planters.They are all new members of the Planters Association, their composition is similar to them, and they are all thrown out for "experience".

Anyway, the first stage of the planter competition has been dominated by heat since the previous sessions.

After the contestants were in place, the staff moved in the spiritual plants they had stored before.

All kinds of spiritual plants were placed on the booth, and An Yi glanced over them, and could basically recognize them.

These are common items, not uncommon.So An Yi focused on the [-]% that he didn't recognize.

Among the two, An Yi guessed many of their original species based on the characteristics of the spiritual plants. The only thing that attracted his attention was a pot of spiritual plants that looked like crystal orchids.

The whole body of the spiritual plant is translucent, like green onions, white on the bottom and green on the top, with a flower stalk to the top, without any leaves; a big bell-shaped flower hangs from the top, and a dozen or so flowers protrude from the flower seat. The fine filaments of hair hang naturally around the flower stem.

"What is that?" An Yi was very curious, and asked Suni next to him in a low voice.

Suni looked at what An Yi said, and was immediately confused: "I haven't seen it."

[Answer to the host, that is cowardly willow, the spirit plant of the world of spirit feathers. 】No. 2 popped up suddenly.

"The world of spirit feathers!" An Yi was shocked, and quickly asked again: "Is it a living plant?"

[A rare spiritual plant, but the level is not high.I don't know the details, the ancestors have never really come into contact with it. 】

An Yi frowned, feeling a little apprehensive in her heart - if it was really similar to Robber Miao, it would be difficult.After all, if he can't win, his preparations these days will be in vain.

Thinking of this, An Yi couldn't help but look up at the players corresponding to the flower pots - Xinyate and Talon.

Talon was a burly man with a beard, wearing only a small leather vest, and his exposed chest was covered with thick chest hair.

So familiar.

An Yi: "..."

Isn't this the guy who molested him in Yuanzu Square and chased him down that day?

Talon had obviously seen An Yi a long time ago, and now that An Yi finally noticed him, he showed a vicious smile and made a gesture to An Yi.

An Yi couldn't understand the gesture, but thought it wouldn't have any good meaning.

But the viewers on Xingwang can understand it.

a: [Although I also hate An Yi, I hate the Xinyete people even more, what quality! 】

B: [It just so happens that the two of them better fight to the death, haha. 】

c: [No one thinks why he did this to An Yi alone?Maybe An Yi did something else? 】

d: [You must be sick upstairs, this is the four-nation exchange meeting, this is a blatant provocation to St. Tona! 】

There was also some commotion at the scene because of Talon's move.Ares also had a murderous look on his face, looking at Talon as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Player Xinyate, watch your words and deeds!"

When the crowd was excited, the referee spoke out and issued a warning to Talon in a sharp voice.

"Okay, sorry." Talon smiled without sincerity, and said, "Let's start the game, let me experience the prestige of the planter suzerain, haha!"

This is more embarrassing.

Santitona is indeed the suzerain of planters, but it has not made new achievements for decades, and it has not won any final victory in the planter competitions of the last two exchanges.The suzerain country has long been rumored to exist in name only.

The contestants around An Yi frowned when they heard the words, but Angelica suddenly said, "The competition hasn't started yet, where does the confidence come from?"

"Heh! This little mouth is really sharp, but I wonder if you can eat my big guy in a while? Haha!" When Talon said, he poked the big flower of the willow in front of him.

But anyone with ears knows that he meant something.

"You!" Angelica was furious, but Talon's words brushed aside the rules, and the referee couldn't judge.

An Yi frowned slightly - although he didn't like Angelica, it didn't mean he was happy to see others humiliate a woman like this.

The referee seemed to be afraid of trouble, so he immediately announced: "The first round of the planter's first game, Lingzhi's rating, the game begins."

Immediately, all the booths where Lingzhi was placed were automatically moved to the front, and the four rows formed a square.

The arena also fell silent.

Coincidentally, Synyate's booth was adjacent to that of St. Tona, and the willow pot was placed on the farthest side, right next to Angelica's pot of wrath lotus.

The anger lotus grows next to the volcano, and the best anger lotus can even bloom in the lava; the individual anger lotus has heat in itself, and it feels hot when approached.

As soon as the long table was closed, the pot of cowardly willows was disturbed by the heat of the fire lotus, and the filaments hanging down from the flower seat curled up quite a bit, as if they had been roasted and curled by the fire lotus.

Seeing this, Angelica smiled exasperatedly, and rolled her eyes at Talon.

But Talon didn't seem to see Cowardly Willow's situation, he just hooked the corner of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth from his beard.

An Yi's eyebrows twitched, feeling something was wrong—the filaments of the cowardly willow didn't seem to be curled by being roasted, but curled up by themselves.