The beginning of the survival game A small canoe

Chapter 138 Alice's Castle
[Oasis Seedlings: Orange]

[Unique attribute: The survival rate of plants growing near it increases by 100%, the harvest increases by 50%, and the chance of promotion increases by 10%. 】

[Evaluation: Hope in the desert, salvation for the dying. 】

Chen Fan closes the properties panel.

"So the companion treasure after you log in is this oasis?"

Root shook his head.

"It's the farmland."

Chen Fan showed an incomprehensible expression.

"Well, this is really, diversification, don't you have other seeds? It feels like all potatoes are grown, which is a pity."

The roots spread their hands.

"There is no better crop seed. This potato is not simple. A large part of it has been promoted twice. Although it cannot increase any attributes, compared to other foods, it is very resistant to hunger and tastes far better. Far better than the potatoes of our world."

"And I guess, if this potato seedling is promoted a few more times, it is very likely that it will be promoted to become a magic ingredient that can increase attributes. By then, we will be rich?"

Yes, although the chances of advancing to this oasis are not very high, it cannot support the large base of crops.

"Do I understand that as long as the quantity is sufficient, even a piece of weed planted in your field, around this oasis, has the opportunity to grow into a magic material."

Tree Root thought about the knowledge he acquired when he changed jobs.

"If there is no upper limit for that piece of weed, it should be feasible in theory, but ordinary weeds have an upper limit, and promotion is nothing more than becoming thicker and having a higher survival rate."

Chen Fan nodded, there is an upper limit, this sounds much more reasonable.

From the backpack, he took out the one hundred fast wheat seeds specially left behind, and the fruit of the tree of life distributed by the eighth master.

"These two things are magic plant seeds. See if you can cultivate them. I hope we can put an end to non-magic ingredients in the future."

The tree root took the two seeds, identified them, and stood up excitedly from the special recliner.

"It's really the seeds of magic ingredients! The tree of life? Fanzi, you have so many good things in your hand."

Chen Shugen happily put away the reclining chair, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and was ready to start working.

Chen Fan looked at his folded metal recliner.

"This reclining chair is specially made for you by Momodo?"

Roots nodded.

"That's right, just this reclining chair, your little guy wants a hundred catties of potatoes from me!"

Chen Fan had black lines all over his head.

It does sound pretty dark.

"Hey, who made him a technical talent? I let it cost money to do things, so don't be unbalanced."

Roots sighed.

"It's all in a different world, and we farmers still have to be suppressed by others who engage in scientific research."

"Give me the room of yours that can speed up the flow of time. I think that baby is very useful to me."

Chen Fan took out his only god-level prop, 'The Cabin under the Bell Tower'.

"If you use it, you must take care of it. This thing is too dangerous. Most people probably won't be able to get out after entering it."

The tree root immediately patted its chest to assure.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it, and you must be [-] times more careful when using it, not even a fly can fly in!"

"Ah! I smell baby!"

A sharp and piercing voice sounded behind Chen Fan, and then a yellow and green bird figure sneaked into the small room under the bell tower with lightning speed.

Chen Fan was dumbfounded, and then slowly looked at the tree root with the same expression.

"This!"

The tree root looked confused: "Did a...fly fly in?"

Two seconds later, the eighth master flew out of the door with a decadent expression.

"Ah! What kind of shabby place is this! Which thief plotted against me, there is nothing in the shabby house!"

The tree roots quickly put away the hut under the bell tower.

"Fanzi, what kind of parrot is it that won't die in decades?"

Based on the growth time of his oasis, two seconds outside and at least 20 years inside.

Chen Fan grabbed the green-haired parrot.

"What did you do in that house?"

Master Eight combed his feathers.

"Flying around inside, and then came out after sleeping! Although there are no treasures in this room, sleeping is still very sweet."

20 years in one sleep?

Think about where this guy came from.

Isn't this guy an immortal monster?
Immortality?Chen Fan gradually revealed a greedy expression.

After bidding farewell to the tree roots who were excitedly preparing to plant the land, Chen Fan returned to his cabin with the eighth master.

"Little Ba, you said that you've been playing around and disappearing so often that I can't even save you a room of your own. You won't be angry, will you?"

The green-haired parrot flapped its wings and stood on the wooden table in the room.

"Hypocrisy! Hypocrisy villain! Villain! If you really want me to have a place to sleep, give me back the key to the moonlight cabin. I can sleep comfortably in that place."

Chen Fan took out the key that was dusted in the backpack, and at the same time took out the Shimen, and put it on the side of the living room.

"You didn't say it earlier. This thing is not very useful to me now. If you said it earlier, I would have returned it to you."

Chen Fan said and put the key and the door together.

Master Eight looked at Chen Fan suspiciously.

"You are so kind? There is a conspiracy! There is a conspiracy!"

Chen Fan let out a sigh.

"From now on, this door and this key will be placed here. I swear, I will never touch them without your consent!"

"But I have a few questions I want to ask you, do you think you can answer me honestly?"

Seeing that Master Eight did not refute, Chen Fan asked.

"Do you remember how long you have lived? Why have you lived so long?"

The parrot shook his head decisively.

"I don't remember, I just remember that my name is Master Eight, and the hut behind that door is my home, other memories are very vague. Damn it! Damn it!"

Chen Fan was slightly disappointed.

"Do you still have Jack Gray's memory about the ocean disaster of the previous generation? How did he die, and who was the one who killed him in the end?"

The green-haired parrot was unusually quiet.

"Jack, Gray? Jack, Gray? Such a familiar name, I forgot, I forgot! But I must have known him before!"

Chen Fan didn't ask any more questions, it seems that part of its memory must have been erased, and asking was useless.

"Okay, don't bother to think about it, your room is returned to you, remember not to bring me back a powerful enemy in the future."

When it was noon, Chen Fan took out the admission ticket to Alice Castle and clicked to enter.

In the living room, Master Eight, who was deep in thought, tilted his nimble bird head, and then plunged into the fluctuating space when Chen Fan disappeared.

[Welcome visitors from the low-magic world, Alice Castle welcomes you. 】

[The great master of the world, Alice, is on her way, please take a rest in the castle. 】

[Please feel free to enjoy the food in the castle, but please do not disturb other guests. 】

(End of this chapter)