Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 89 Special Farming Methods

"What are your plans?" Doyle asked.

Nan Shu: "The business of Weheba Island has been suspended. It is certain to have people stationed on the island for protection. As for planting, I plan to do it myself."

"Come by yourself, won't it be too much trouble?"

Planting by one person is a huge undertaking.

Nan Shu took a sip of water: "I have my own way."

"That's good." Doyle nodded, "It's also important to invite someone to station on the island. Do you have anyone to choose?"

Nan Shu lowered her eyes, "I plan to find it from the Mercenary Association."

The Mercenary Association is a special force in the interstellar world. It is free from the protection and sanctions of all countries. Most of them are cruel and cold-blooded desperadoes. As long as the employer can afford it, they will accept all kinds of tasks.

Doyle frowned, "Although mercenaries are creditworthy, the matter is important, so it's still a bit inappropriate. In this way, I know some retired soldiers and introduce them to you. You can see if they are suitable for you first."

"Okay." The person Doyle introduced must not be bad.

"By the way." Doyle remembered one thing, "You have to hurry up on this matter, there is still one week before the new semester assessment meeting of Oshuang, and there will be no time for you to deal with it then."

"What's that?" Nan Shu became interested.

"The assessment conference is a semi-closed assessment organized by the college. It mainly assesses freshman to junior students. The specific content is kept secret and lasts for half a month."

Nan Shu nodded, thinking of the final exam held by Oshuang in the Grasse Forest when she first transmigrated, she felt concerned.

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After chatting with Doyle, Nan Shu returned to the classroom and waited for class.

Nan Shu is a freshman, and she has missed classes for nearly a month, but she is a monk with a superb memory, and the theory class is not difficult for her, even better than most students of the Lingzhi Department.

As for the practical class, Nanshu's spiritual root and spiritual power were like a cheat, easily crushing all the students.

Campus life was unhurried, and Nanshu's other affairs were not left behind. That night, he contacted Doyle to meet the retired soldiers.

Although she trusts Doyle, she still has to be defensive. Nan Shu changed her appearance and her attire.

An ordinary black car stopped in front of the "Dark Venerable" club.

Doyle and Nan Shu got out of the car, "Let's go."

Nan Shu seemed to be a completely different person.

Not only has the appearance changed, but the gender has also changed.

The originally exquisite and graceful body transformed into a slender and straight body. The long and slender jade fingers became the fingers of a man with well-defined joints. The nails were smooth and clean. Wearing a black silk and satin gold-woven brocade dress, the hem of the black silk dress swayed slightly as she walked, but it didn't look mysterious and dark, but it was full of breeze and moonlight.

It looked like an exile under the moon who wandered in the dark night, and also like a romantic son raised by gold and jade.

The clubhouse is huge, as soon as you enter, there is a wave of rock and restless music blowing in your face, colorful lights are playing randomly, demons are dancing on the dance floor, and the air is filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Nanshu squinted her eyes, her pale pink lips curled up, and a clear male voice came out: "Uncle Doyle, this retired soldier's preferences are really unique."

"Of course the hall is messy, but it's quiet and private up here." Doyle explained with a smile on his face.

"So that's how it is." Nan Shu squinted her eyes, with the tails of her eyes raised, and her clear and moist eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blurred light, which seemed to contain everything, but also seemed to be empty.

Nan Shu casually looked at everything around her. Upstairs, a line of sight slanted down and fell directly on Nan Shu.

Seemingly aware of it, Nan Shu raised her eyes and met her eyes by the window on the third floor.

It was a pair of peach blossom eyes, with undisguised surprise and...interest in them.

Nan Shu looked at that man, he was good-looking, in a luxurious red suit, with red hair, and had two sparkling red earrings on his ears, his whole person... was unusually aggressive.

Seeing Nan Shu looking over, the man raised the red wine in his hand and blinked at her with ambiguity in his eyes.

Nan Shu thought of her manly attire, and immediately looked away, feeling a chill in her heart.

"Let's go." Nan Shu said, and walked in first, Doyle followed her, and they walked into the light ladder together.

Upstairs, by the window on the third floor, the flirtatious man sat back, drank the red wine in one gulp, and said casually, "I just saw a super handsome guy, that feeling... tsk tsk"

Someone next to him kicked his sofa, "Okay, I'm still a top-notch handsome guy, and a top-notch handsome guy can't be scared to death by you when he sees you like an idiot."

"Huh." Sao Bao Nan straightened his excellent suit, "What is an idiot? An idiot is one who is ugly. Someone like this young master will appreciate it."

"Come on."

Several people made jokes.

Over there, Nan Shu took the light ladder and went straight up to the 55th floor.

The Anzun is worthy of being a top-level clubhouse, with luxurious and exquisite decoration. Along the way, the floor is covered with golden light pattern tiles, and fine diamonds are inlaid on both sides of the road, shining finely under the light of bright wall lamps.

"That's it." Doyle took out the room card, swiped lightly on the sensor, the infrared light flashed, and the log room door opened.

The room is spacious and bright. There are already a dozen people sitting on the soft leather sofa. Seeing the door open, they all looked over.

Wu Er, who was the leader, passed Doyle and looked at Nan Shu.

She is a young man with a very good appearance, with a smile on her lips, and a very warm and clear temperament around her, which makes people feel approachable and approachable, but also has a kind of alienation and shallowness.

Wu Er laughed, his emotions tight: "This is Mr. Yan."

Nan Shu stepped forward, with a smile on her lips like a ray of spring breeze: "Yes, just call me Yan San."

In Dayong, Nan Shu's mother's surname was Yan, and she lived in the family of three.

"Please sit down, both of you." Wu Er greeted.

Nanshu Daoyer took advantage of the situation and sat down, Nanshu's faint and almost imperceptible gaze swept across Wu Er and the group of people.

There are more than a dozen people, and three of them have the lowest ability. They can tie with her, and the others are above her.

The strength matches.

Nan Shu came to a conclusion.

Wu Er began to introduce himself: "My name is Wu Er, and I am surrounded by comrades who retired with me. We listened to Doyle's introduction and came here to talk to you."

Wu Er's posture is neither humble nor unhealthy. He himself is a very strong middle-aged man. He may be from a military background. .

Nan Shu nodded, "Of course I believe the person introduced by Uncle Daoer, but there are some points that need to be explained. First, I will hire you for half a year; second, the station is in the center of Weheba Island. Outlying islands; third, when encountering suspicious persons, they would rather kill them than let them go; fourth, keep all information confidential."

Wu Er thought about it and nodded: "These are all fine."

"Okay." Nan Shu laughed, and settled down some details with Wu Er. In the end, both parties left satisfied.

These people are all retired soldiers. Nanshu has roughly judged his conduct, so he can rest assured. As for leaking secrets, it is unlikely. First, Nanshu has concealed his identity, and second, they all use their family members in the federation, so nothing big error.

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After solving the garrison issue, and because of time constraints, Nan Shu asked for leave again just after a day of class, and went to Weheba Island by herself.

Weheba Island has become a private property and is closed for business. After leaving Jiufeng Mountain, there are almost no viewing boats and tourists.

This time, Nan Shu took a self-driving private boat, which quickly crossed Bibo Lake and arrived at the island.

Then, he came to the center of the island alone.

The center of the island is a natural open space, surrounded by hills, the mountains are lush and green, and there is a clear spring not far from the open space, which is connected to the Bibo Lake outside, and the spring water is clean and clear.

Nan Shu looked at the open space covered with sparse green grass in front of her, concentrated her energy, stretched out her two fingers, pale white spiritual power gathered from her fingertips, "Drink——"

With a clear drink, the white spiritual power of Nanshu's fingertips formed a majestic and broad spiritual light blade, which hit the green grass under her feet with the sound of wind and thunder whistling.

"Rumble rumble—"

The soil flew up from the ground, a layer of green grass was peeled off, and the soft and wet inside was exposed. The whole ground seemed to be sunken. From a distance, it looked like a field.

These were not enough, Nan Shu exerted her strength again, using her spiritual power to flatten the open space under her feet.

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Nan Shu's spiritual power was limited, and when the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, she sat down and absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit stones to fill herself up. This was repeated until the night before Nan Shu completely dealt with the open space.

This piece of land can no longer be called a vacant land, it is more appropriate to be called a wheat field.

The moon is sparse, and the white moonlight shines on the valley, and the surroundings are completely silent, and sometimes the wind passes through, leaving behind a faint whirling sound.

Nan Shu raised her hand, and wheat bran seeds all over the sky appeared out of thin air. Under the guidance of spiritual power, they all fell down and returned to the wheat field.

All in the blink of an eye.

The labor-intensive planting was completed by Nan Shu in an instant.

If such a scene was seen by a monk thousands of years ago, he would probably vomit blood angrily.

The methods of the immortal family were actually used by you to cultivate the land?
Before it was over, Nan Shu's jade fingers moved again, and spiritual power fell on the clear spring water glowing with silvery white waves under the moonlight. Immediately, the clear spring turned into a curtain of water droplets, which floated together to the top of the wheat field, and then fell down in a rustle.

The clear spring water forms a rain curtain, shooting out the silver light of the moonlight, surrounded by spiritual power, falling down like a wonder in the world.

"Huh—" Nan Shu stopped her gesture and let out a breath. After a busy day, she was really overwhelmed.

As the night was getting dark, Nan Shu simply found a big tree and began to meditate under the tree.

In the early morning, dew covered her clothes, and Nan Shu quit the state of cultivation, stretching her muscles and bones comfortably.

Afterwards, Nan Shu looked at the wheat field in front of her, and the corners of her lips curled up. This was the result of her hard work yesterday.

Thinking about it, Nan Shu clicked on the system again, and clicked into the cultivation page of the mall.

It was quite heartbreaking to exchange for a concealment formation, and after paying the star points, a purple round jade tablet with star trail ripples on it appeared in Nan Shu's hand.

Nan Shu blinked and injected a bit of spiritual energy into it. Instantly, the purple jade plate lit up with purple light, and then a ray of purple light flew quietly, landed on the wheat field, and disappeared without a trace. The second after the purple light dissipated, The wheat field in front of me also disappeared without a trace, and turned into an open field again.

It's still very useful.

Nan Shu nodded, put away the purple jade card, walked into the wheat field, looked left and right a few times, and left with confidence after finding that there was no problem.

After walking a few steps, Nan Shu paused again, took out a pack of peach tree seeds, and lowered her eyes to think.

Planting peach trees can also be done in autumn, but if the peach trees germinate and bear fruit, the daylilies may be cold. Thinking about it, Nan Shu frowned, chose a piece of land far away from the wheat field, and dug three A hole was buried, a piece of spiritual stone was buried, and the peach tree seeds were planted in it.

A dead horse becomes a living horse doctor.

With Lingshi here, I hope the peach tree can grow faster.

After dealing with everything, Nan Shu left the island, changed into Yan San's costume, stayed on Weiheba Island for a while, and received Wu Er and his party.

Wu Er and his party consisted of dozens of people, all of whom were middle-aged men with great momentum. Nan Shu led them to the center of the island, pointed to the surrounding hills and said, "Just stay outside the mountains and guard."

"Okay." Wu Er nodded, although he didn't know why Nan Shu asked them to guard a few ordinary hills, but they still did.

There is still some infrastructure on the island, and it is acceptable to stay here for half a year.

The planting and protection are almost finished, Nan Shu thought about it, and invited a group of professionals to come to the island to build some high-tech buildings, such as alarm gates, communication towers...

That posture seemed to be rebuilding Weheba Island.

The fact that Weherba Island has become a private island is just a trivial matter, and Nanshu asked people to rebuild it with such a big fanfare, which is even more open and magnanimous.

For a while, no one noticed the strangeness of Weherba Island.

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When Nan Shu returned to the first district, two days had passed.

Nan Shu didn't go back to Cuitang Garden, but went to Yan Ping's house.

For the past two days, Nan Jue has been staying at Yan Ping's place.

It was afternoon, Yan Ping was not there, but Ning Fu was at home.

After Nan Shu and Ning Fu greeted each other, Nan Jue jumped up excitedly.

"Mom, you're done"

"Yes." Nan Shu hugged him, "Are you good at Aunt Ning's house these few days?"

"He's very good." Ning Fu smiled softly.

Nan Shu nodded his little head: "That's good."

Ning Fu looked at Nan Shu, suddenly remembered what happened on the Internet, and asked, "Did you pay attention to that thing on the Internet these days?"

"What's the matter?" Nan Shu was at a loss.

She is so busy that she has no time to surf the Internet.

Hearing Ning Fu's tone, there is news about her on the Internet again?
(End of this chapter)