Beastization of the whole people: Evolution from the willow tree

"Brother Liushu!" Xiaoruan held up the soft and sweet milk bread in front of Bai Liang: "I brought milk bread. Thank you for helping me fight mosquitoes. Mom didn't let me see you, so I took grandpa to see you.

, you eat quickly, eat quickly..."

At this time, Mr. Sun took out his notebook and marker.

Holding up a marker, he wrote a number on the trunk of the Bailiang tree.

Number 252!

Mr. Sun then recorded it in his notebook as he muttered: "No. 252 is a juvenile weeping willow that grows counter-seasonally. It is characterized by tender green branches and leaves in late autumn. There are only two willow branches. It has slight research value. Address

For Jiangnan City Center Park..."

Bai Liang frowned slightly, who is this old man?

Xiao Ruan treated Bai Liang like a human being, and explained with a smile: "Brother Liushu, don't mind. My grandfather specializes in studying plants, and he is very powerful. Mom said that there are few people in Zhongzhou who study plants better than grandpa.

Grandpa seems to be...a national scholar from the Zhongzhou Academy of Chinese Scholars!"

Obviously, Xiaoruan is proud of his grandfather.

But Bai Liang's heart was trembling and he stared at Mr. Sun.

Zhongzhou Academy of Chinese Scholars?

That is the most top research institute in Zhongzhou!

Everyone who can enter the National Scholars Academy is an unparalleled National Scholar!

Each one of them has great influence in Zhongzhou, and can even meet the top level of power in Zhongzhou, the Central Committee of Zhongzhou without notification!

Bai Liang looked at Mr. Sun who recorded his records carefully.

Then he looked at the butter bread held in Xiao Ruan's hands.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind like thunder.

The next moment, Bai Liang controlled two willow branches to slowly stretch out.

Under Xiaoruan's surprised eyes, he rolled up a piece of milk bread.

At the same time, the young leaves on the Bailiang tree trunk secrete digestive juices.

This kind of digestive juice can only be obtained by following the path of evolution.

Every plant will have it, and the higher the level, the stronger the digestive juice.

On the day when I became a god in my previous life, the digestive juices I secreted could corrode mountains and rivers, block rivers, and awe the beast kings everywhere!

"It is recommended that the Botanical Department of the Chinese Academy of Sciences send a specialist to investigate this willow tree for postgraduate entrance examination..." Mr. Sun was still immersed in recording.

At this time, Xiaoruan couldn't help shouting happily: "Grandpa! Look! Brother Liushu is eating bread!"

Mr. Sun subconsciously raised his head.

He saw a scene that shocked his mind.

Milk bread was torn into pieces by two willow branches.

The pieces of bread were scattered on the young leaves of the willow tree, like snow meeting water.

It is digested into liquid and slowly absorbed by the young leaves!

"this!"

The pen in Mr. Sun's hand fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at the scene before him.

Weeping willows, deciduous trees introduced in the late Ming Dynasty, have grown on the land of Zhongzhou for hundreds of years. Weeping willows are born and grow old from generation to generation. How was this kind of weeping willow ever born?

Sun Lao approached Bai Liang tremblingly.

A pair of slightly cloudy eyes had once seen through all the plants in the world, but now they could not see through what was going on with the willow tree in front of them.

He approached Bai Liang and carefully observed the scene in front of him.

Bai Liang did not hide himself, but instead absorbed cow bread even more wantonly. Anyway, this kind of food has no spiritual energy. It can be absorbed and secreted out as fat and carbohydrates.

mainly……

Bai Liang looked at the national warrior in front of him as if he was struck by lightning.

I couldn't help but smile a little in my heart.

For such national scholars who devote their lives to their professional fields, their appearance will inevitably stimulate their strongest thirst for knowledge, and they will forget about food and sleep, and study themselves even if they live and die.

"The veins of the branches and leaves, the roughness of the trunk, the green light of the willow branches, this is obviously a very ordinary young weeping willow, but why..."

Mr. Sun picked up the dropped pen and continued to record in his notebook: "Change the research value of No. 252, and it is expected to be upgraded to a national first-class plant. I witnessed with my own eyes that No. 252 absorbed energy composed of fat, carbohydrates, proteins, etc.

The Cow Bread, which is...beyond the plant number 121, the Sycamore Tree!"

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly changed.

The wind is blowing and the stars are falling.

Thunder and lightning replaced the moon and stars.

Xiaoruan, who was driven by the strong wind, hid under Bai Liang, looking eagerly at his grandfather who was holding a notebook in his hand and immersed himself in recording in the strong wind and lightning.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning tore apart the night.

It rushed out from the heavy black clouds and struck the branch of a tall tree in the park, causing the branch to fall down.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Liang took advantage of the lightning and thunder to wave willow branches and roll up the branches. In the hazy night and thunder, he carved on the ground like a demon.

The rain came suddenly in torrents.

Mr. Sun's eyes got wet.

He raised his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, and saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life. It was a scene that belonged to the mythical era of Zhongzhou.

In thunder and heavy rain.

The branches of a young weeping willow dance wildly.

Like demons and ghosts, like gods and goddesses coming!

…

The heavy rain gradually weakened and the willow branches gradually drooped.

Old Sun walked forward tremblingly and saw the words on the ground.

Those are words written by young willows on branches. Each word is carved on the ground and the soil is turned three-thirds.

Old Sun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked one after another. Finally, he couldn't help but stagger back, picked up his mobile phone, dialed a special encrypted number, and shouted in a daze: "Zhongzhou National Core Council, I am Zhongzhou Guoshiyuan

Sun Haomin, please request the army to accompany the Zhongzhou Guoshiyuan to the south of the Yangtze River. There are...unspeakable miracles here!"

Carved on the wet soil were four large characters.

Zhongzhou will perish!

…

Zhongzhou Tiandu, the National Core Meeting!

This is a majestic and spectacular red ancient palace, with red Zhongzhou flags fluttering everywhere. In every corner, the most elite soldiers are on guard in full force, with eyes like sharp eagles and waists like tigers and leopards!

This is the Zhongzhou Kingdom, the highest power level area!

At this time, a red flag car with a red national plate, escorted by military armored vehicles on the left and right, quickly drove out of the Tiandu Palace.

"Major General Chen, are you really going to Jiangnan?" the driver asked.

In the back seat of the car, a resolute man wearing a military uniform and carrying a general on his shoulders answered without hesitation: "Mr. Sun is the national soldier I respect most. It was he who helped me solve the problem of the muzzles of military weapons being corroded by plant liquid and saved the world."

Countless soldiers, he now needs troops to go to Jiangnan, I will do my part!"

It turns out that Major General Chen, on behalf of the top generals of the Central District Military Headquarters, came to the Tiandu Palace to visit the president of the National Core Council, who is also the seat of the ***** of the Zhongzhou Kingdom!

However, Mr. Sun's horrifying phone call made Major General Chen leave Tiandu on the spot and waved an order: "Order the 38th Army Reconnaissance Group of the Central District Military Headquarters to prepare and set off immediately, and follow me to Jiangnan!"

"As you command!"

…

On the west side of Tiandu.

A Ming Dynasty garden with a forest of locust trees.

A group of old men with white temples wearing the red and white robes of national warriors hurried out of the garden gate. There was already a military vehicle waiting at the door, and the waiting soldiers saluted immediately.

"According to the order of Major General Chen of the Central District Military Headquarters, we are waiting here for all the national soldiers!"

"Military weapons have been prepared. Please come with me, all my fellow soldiers!"

The plaque on the garden gate has five large black and white characters written on it.

Zhongzhou Guoshiyuan!

The chests of these white-haired old men all have the same identity nameplates hanging on their chests.

Botany Department of Zhongzhou Chinese Academy of Sciences!

They are colleagues in Mr. Sun’s department!

Each one of them is the most outstanding botanist in the world today!

Each one of them can be said to be an unparalleled national scholar!