Astral Ant Tribe

Long Bai controlled the throne to sink and float at a height of about three meters above the ground.

Mo Lan picked up the spider silk bag containing the original stone, flapped her wings vigorously and took off, gliding to the ground.

"Too heavy."

Mo Lan stood up in embarrassment, placed the spider silk bag in front of the ghost fan, and said:

"Ghost Fan, I lent you 600 rough stones, but give us back 800."

Long Bai said that the interest rate was ridiculously high.

Mo Lan added with a guilty conscience: "Don't worry, the god-given seeds whose quality has been improved with raw stones can be sold at a higher price, and you will definitely not lose money."

"I understand! Thank you..."

Ghost Fan opened the spider silk bag and took out a rough stone to examine it.

This is the first time it has seen rough diamonds with its own eyes.

The regular white twelve-sided crystal contains pure and heavy force.

Ghost Fan looked into the bag and scanned it with his mental energy.

Fully half the pocket!

Mo Lan flew back to the throne of control, carrying a small spider silk bag to the ground, and said: "These are the Shilan seeds produced in my territory. I have left 200 seeds for you, which counts as 100 rough stones. The spider silk bag is considered A bonus for our first transaction.”

"Thanks!"

The ghost fan rejoices.

Mo Lan flew back to the throne of control without making any next move.

Ghost Fan was stunned for a few seconds before he woke up. He ran back to the cave with the bag of spider silk in his mouth, and soon ran back with the big bag of spider silk given to him last time.

The spider silk bag contains 18 hollow wooden sticks.

"There are only so many ghost fans left, such as Dragon Cypress Ant King, Mo Lan, and ordinary plants..."

"414 rough stones."

Long Bai quoted the price and asked: "Ghost Fan, do you want to exchange it for force food?"

Ghost Fan: "Of course!"

Long Bai: "What do you need?"

"need……"

Ghost Fan hesitated and said: "Longbai Ant King, just give it to me. Give me more."

"This can't be given too much. For a formal transaction, every account must be calculated clearly so that disputes are less likely to arise and the transaction can go on for a long time. Ghost Fan, what do you think?"

Ghost Fan: "..."

Ghost Fan: "That's right..."

Long Bai: "I'll make the quotation and you choose, how about it?"

Ghost Fan: "Okay."

Long Bai: "The large-fruited hemlock pine nuts produced in the territory of the intermediate Zerg warriors, 1 rough stone and 2 pieces. How many ghost fans are needed?"

"I want……"

Gui Fan was confused and silent for a long time, then said: "Long Bai Ant King, I need too much. Can you..."

Mo Lan asked: "Like the original stone, can I lend you some?"

Ghost Fan: "Yes! My ghost fan's god-given seed has matured, and I will repay it with the ghost fan."

Mo Lan: "Yes, yes, but we have to charge interest. But we can give you a cheaper price. For 1,000 rough stones, we will charge 100 rough stones per year. If it is less than one year, it will be calculated as one year."

Ghost Fan: "Okay!"

Mo Lan: "We can only lend you force food worth 3,000 raw stones at most."

Ghost Fan: "How much is that?"

Cymbidium:"……"

Mo Lan turned to look at Long Bai.

Long Bai: "I'll count them for you..."

Long Bai took out three pieces of force food worth 1,000 raw stones.

…

"Ghost Fan, you have a god-given seed and are a distinguished customer. I will give you another carefully prepared gift."

"I will give you a large-fruited hemlock seed and a black emperor peach seed. These two are top-notch species in the mainland."

Long Bai opened the small spider silk bag and took out a finely polished bamboo tube.

Mo Lan carried it and placed it in front of the ghost fan.

"Thanks!"

Ghost Fan thanked him and asked: "Long Bai, last time you said you could get better Ghost Fan wood species?"

Long Bai: "Yes. But it will be next spring."

Long Bai: "I'll give you another jar of Force Ant Honey that I mixed myself."

Mo Lan returned to the throne, held the metal can, glided to the ground, and placed it in front of the ghost fan.

The honey and yellow peach inside had been eaten by Long Bai and Mo Lan, and replaced with ant honey brewed by blue ants, which was mixed with a small amount of cheap force food that tasted bad and had a mediocre strengthening effect.

There was no glue seal, so Mo Lan grabbed the tab and opened the lid with a little force, letting the unique aroma of the Force overflow.

“It smells so good!”

"Ant honey?"

Ghost Fan admired and searched the inherited memory, but there was no record that ants can make honey.

"This way, you can eat it with your tentacles."

Mo Lan buried her head and dipped her tentacles into the jar, then held the tentacles in her paws and licked them.

"If your claws are flexible, you can also grab a wooden stick and eat it with it. Doesn't the wooden armor eat wood? You can eat it with the wooden stick. It will be delicious."

"By the way, Ghost Fan, if you haven't finished eating, remember to close the lid, otherwise the force will be lost."

Mo Lan explained, demonstrated, and put the lid back.

The lid and the mouth of the jar are both wrapped with a layer of spider silk. The whole thing is made with precision and fits tightly, which can seal the force very well.

"I understand! Thank you Mo Lan!"

"Longbai Ant King...isn't this gift too expensive?"

While Gui Fan was happy, he was also a little bit regretful.

Long Bai: "I brewed the ant honey myself. It's nothing. The jar is more expensive..."

Long Bai: "After you finish eating, return the jar to me."

Ghost Fan: "Okay..."

Long Bai added: "When we get more jars like this, we can give you one as a gift."

Ghost Fan: "Thank you."

After a transaction, Gui Fan couldn't count how many times he said thank you. He felt that Long Bai, the little ant king, was nice to talk to, attentive and considerate, and calm without losing his air.

Gui Fan was very fond of Long Bai and regretted that he had no gift to give in return.

Transaction completed.

Long Bai asked politely: "Gui Fan, are you in a hurry to eat Force food? It's still early. If you're not in a hurry, we can chat for a while."

Ghost Fan: "No rush. No rush."

Long Bai: "Mo Lan and I spend most of our time in Xianglan Mountain taking care of our territory, and there are no other insects to chat with."

Ghost fans are so envious.

After all, you are two worms, and you can fly wherever you like, but I am only a solitary worm, and I can't go anywhere.

Long Bai just sighed casually, and then asked: "Gui Fan, you dug a very wide river in the mountain col. I was very surprised when I saw it last time. Is it used for water storage?"

Ghost Fan: "During heavy rains, floods always occur in my territory and spread everywhere. I widened the original creek to release the floods."

"oh--"

Long Bai asked: "There is no dry season in your climate here?"

Ghost Fan: "Dry season? No. Just heavy rain for many days in a row."

Mo Lan: "Then you should dig a reservoir, otherwise, you will be in trouble if there is a drought. Your territory is surrounded by mountains, there are no rivers or lakes, and there is no place to collect water. And you have planted so much Long-lived plants require a lot of water to water them during the dry season…”

Ghost Fan: "Really?"

Mo Lan: "Yes. I have encountered droughts many times. The year before last, Long Bai and I encountered droughts. Water conservancy projects must be done well to ensure that emergencies are needed."

Ghost Fan: "Then how should I do it well?"

Mo Lan: "You can... you can ask Long Bai, how much does it know..."

When chatting among Zerg, the most common topics are territory management, rain and climate, soil geology, excellent plant varieties, cultivation techniques, seed harvest...

Once the chat box was opened, it could not be closed, and the conversation continued until late at night.

With Gui Fan's consent and approval, this mountain col that is extremely rich in the Force was named 'Ghost Fan Mountain'.

Long Bai and Mo Lan rested in the col for the night.

The next morning, Gui Fan took Mo Lan and Long Bai around and said goodbye in the middle of the morning.

Ghost Fan stood on the top of the mountain, watching the throne disappear from sight. It stood there for a long time before going down the mountain.

After getting to know Long Bai and Mo Lan, not only did they have communication, but they also saw too many powerful new things and heard all kinds of novel stories.

Looking forward to the arrival of autumn!

PS: This is the last update for the new book issue. I will try my best to save the manuscript and will update it after it is on the shelves.