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Zhao Min said that if the "novice toolbox" can be planted, it may be able to plant the secondary output in advance, so Zhuang Buyuan has been paying attention to the planting of the "novice toolbox".

In the garden on the left side of the manor, a strange-shaped tree has grown to more than twenty meters high.

But Zhuang didn't know how to describe his expression.

What is this out of the "Starter Kit"? Zhuang Buyuan felt that he must have been spoofed.

Does this have a fart to do with the "toolbox"?

In fact, he always thought that after the tree grew, the fruits on it were all large and small toolboxes, and when the toolbox was ripe, when he picked it off and opened it, he could see that there were large and small wrenches, screwdrivers, screwdrivers, screws, nuts, and vernier calipers growing inside......

It turns out that Zhuang Buyuan's imagination is too rich, and it is too inconsistent with the worldview of the manor owners.

The concept of "tool" of the manor owners is completely different from that of the village.

After Zhao Min's explanation, Zhuang Buyuan learned that the ten seeds in the novice toolbox, divided into three types, were the most useful plant seeds in the manor.

That's one of a kind.

Zhuang looked at it curiously.

It was also looking at Zhuang not far away curiously, its big warm eyes full of meekness.

That's right, it's watching.

The tree in front of me doesn't look like a plant anywhere, except that it was grown from the ground.

Perhaps, in the universe, the concepts of plants and animals are not so clear-cut.

The strange creature in front of him is like countless rattan twisted together, the top of the rattan has formed a head that looks like a bull's head, staring at Zhuang from a height of more than twenty meters, and the two curved spiral horns are formed by the convergence of blades in the shape of knife leaves, sharp and beautiful...... Dangerous.

Behind its head, countless rattans are windless and automatic, like thousands of tails that are constantly wagging in motion.

"Don't be nervous, owner, take a step forward, familiarize it with your scent, and water it." Zhao Min whispered to comfort Zhuang Buyuan beside him, "This kind of cultivated ox banyan is very tame." ”

Docile? Zhuang Buyuan felt that his palms were full of sweat, looking at the thick rattan that kept swinging, each one was thicker than his arm, if it was rolled up, he could go directly to make dumplings with meat filling.

The sharp horns, made of dozens of blades spiraled together, are arranged together, like a peerless murder weapon, if stabbed down, it can pierce him from head to tail.

Zhuang took a cautious step forward, picked up the kettle, and watered its roots.

As the water containing the power of the blood of time flowed down, it swayed rapidly, and it was obvious that it was happy.

When Zhuang Buyuan emptied the kettle of water, it lowered its head, stretched out its rough tongue, and licked Zhuang Buyuan's face.

Cool, a little damp tongue, with a little plant freshness, not as sticky and slippery as an animal tongue, and a little mint fragrance.

Being licked, Zhuang Buyuan felt quite comfortable.

"It's showing goodwill, the owner of the village, you put your hand on its head, which means that you are its owner......" Zhao Min was still directing beside him, and suddenly found that things were a little out of control, usually the ploughing ox banyan licked it, and after confirming the owner's taste, it would stop, but this ploughing ox ficus was licking on Zhuang Buyuan's face non-stop, because of the size difference between the two sides, Zhuang Buyuan was licked a little on his back.

"Owner, it likes you very much." Zhao Minle said.

No, I think it's the blood of time......

Zhuang managed to escape from under the tongue of the big creature who couldn't tell whether it was an animal or a plant, and then put his hand between its two huge horns.

The big guy stuck out his tongue again to lick Zhuang's hand.

After being sprayed with the blood of time, Zhuang Buyuan wiped his face with his hand, although it was not much, but it also contained a little effect of the blood of time.

The big guy has no resistance to the taste of the blood of time.

"Okay, okay......" Zhuang Buyuan quickly withdrew his hand and ordered: "Stop!" ”

The big guy stopped and stared at Zhuang Buyuan with two eyes, and Zhuang Buyuan could feel an emotion called "trust".

Although this thing is large, it is actually just a "newborn", like a blank sheet of paper.

"Well, you will be a member of the manor from now on." Zhuang Buyuan couldn't help but reach out and pat it, and the big guy stuck out his tongue again and washed Zhuang Buyuan's face.

Zhuang Buyuan felt that he didn't need to wash his face in his life, and he didn't need any skin care products.

What aloe vera cream, what sticks cucumber slices, is not as good as being licked twice a day by a big guy.

"Now please name it!" Zhao Mindao.

"I'll give you a name, well, I'll call you Da Niu." Zhuang is not far away to give the name of the cultivated ox banyan.

The servants of the manor had disgusted expressions, but the big bull's expression was very happy, it let out a moo-like cry, its body shook suddenly, and the swinging rattan began to gather together, gradually coalescing into limbs, and finally the thick roots were pulled out of the earth and gradually collected into the abdominal cavity.

In less than five minutes, a tree or a ...... appeared in front of Zhuang not far Giant bison-like creatures formed by entwined vines of plants.

It bent its limbs and lowered its head in front of Zhuang Buyuan, and Zhuang Buyuan grabbed the horns of the bull and climbed onto its head under Zhao Min's encouraging gaze.

"Lord Zhuang Ran, be careful to grab its horns...... Zhao Min hurriedly reminded Zhuang that it is not far away.

"Hiss......" Zhuang didn't grasp it well, his fingers slipped, and he touched it lightly on the blade of the horn, and the blood flowed immediately.

He just wanted to take his finger into his mouth, Da Niu's tongue rolled over again, and the cool feeling licked on Zhuang Buyuan's fingers, Zhuang Buyuan felt that the wound was not painful, and after a while, it was itchy, and it had begun to close his mouth.

Zhuang didn't look far away at the "knife leaves" that made up the horns, and gasped.

Although green and distinctly a plant, the blades had a metallic sheen, sharper than any knife Zhuang had seen not far away, and they were stacked in a spiral shape to hide the blades inside.

As if sensing Zhuang not far away's curiosity, the big bull's back arched, his ears lowered, and the horns slowly stretched out like untied DNA spirals, and the blades were aimed at the front like a rake.

Zhao Min and the others hurriedly took a few steps back, not daring to be in front of the big bull. Zhuang had no doubt that as long as he gave an order, the charging bull could tear apart anything that stood in its way.

"The ficus is a creature that has been domesticated to the extreme by the owners of the manor, it is not only the most effective animal power of the manor, but also the leaves on its body are useful, for example, the blade that is changed once a year is the best knife...... Most critically, its stomach ......"

"Stomach?" Zhuang is not far away.

Plants have stomachs?

"It can also be said to be a pouch, which contains a special solution that promotes the cell mutation and fusion of various different organisms...... The owners of the manor called it, the bag of life. ”