Doomsday: I have a super farm

"How do you know such a thing?"

"Guo Jia said this all to make me give up, even though I was doubtful.

But I have to believe it because Huihui's identity has never been recognized by her father. "

Qiu Xue's tears silently ran down her cheeks, and she looked at Qiu Huihui with guilt.

She reached out and gently stroked her face with her fingertips.

Things are far more difficult than they imagined.

"The water will come and the earth will cover it, and the soldiers will stop it. You can stay here for the time being."

Zhuang Chen walked to Qiu Xue's side, stretched out his hand heavily and patted her shoulder to dispel her confusion.

After a simple exchange with her, I almost understood the ins and outs of the matter.

"Does Zhuang Da mean that we have to face an invisible bomb?"

"The identity of my farm is different from what it used to be. Even if they want to come, do they have the ability?"

Zhuang Chen's arrogance and confidence inexplicably convinced them.

He walked into the studio, took out the ginseng, and fell into deep thought.

"Whether it is Jiang Zhiguang or that group of people, they are all doing it for this ginseng. What kind of conspiracy is there behind you?"

Zhuang Chen raised the ginseng in his hand and looked at its appearance carefully towards the sun.

He wanted to see through his appearance to see the essence behind it, but he was still at a loss.

If the ginseng in my hand were placed in a normal world.

Then it is somewhat worthless because it is already somewhat withered.

"Forget it for now, let's make this ginseng more valuable."

Zhuang Chen placed it directly on the transparent glass and took out the needle from the medical kit.

He inserted it into his own blood vessel and slowly took out the scarlet blood.

He skillfully soaked the entire ginseng with blood.

What he didn't expect was that the ginseng was absorbed very quickly.

All the blood he dripped was absorbed completely at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there was no change on the surface.

"how so?"

This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Zhuang Chen ruthlessly took out 400 ml of his blood again and dripped it all on the ginseng.

Only then did I realize that it had changed slightly, but it was far from meeting one of his standards.

"call……"

A normal person can only draw 400 ml of blood, but he has already drawn 800 ml of blood.

His head became dizzy at this time, and his limbs felt a little weak.

Zhuang Chen quickly stepped back and sat on the chair.

His eyes were placed on the ginseng that was full of life, and his head was filled with doubts.

"Does the more advanced plants consume more blood?"

He murmured lowly.

Zhuang Chen knew that if this ginseng restored its original vitality, its effects would be far more miraculous than before.

"It seems that I got a treasure by accident."

Zhuang Chen held the ginseng in his hand and shook it, then he felt that it seemed to be a little heavier.

Upon noticing this change, the corner of his mouth curled up into a chuckle.

Now I can only put it away temporarily.

Qiu's safe zone.

The all-European style villa is magnificent, with an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit sitting on a high-end leather sofa.

He sat upright with his hands on the crutches, his eyes as sharp as an eagle staring into the distance.

The aura emanating from his body is majestic, and no one should come within three feet of him.

There was the sound of small steps outside, and the old housekeeper was already accustomed to such a cold atmosphere.

He came to Master Qiu and whispered in his ear.

"Master, Guo Jia is here."

"He still has the nerve to come see me."

Master Qiu's cold voice sounded, and then he nodded slightly to indicate his understanding.

Guo Jia, who was wearing a cloak, walked in from outside. Seeing Master Qiu in this state, he still felt a little uneasy.

"What other reason do you think you have to come to me?"

"Just because I'm still valuable."

Guo Jia suppressed his uneasiness and said this to Master Qiu with confidence.

"If I hadn't acted quickly this time, you might have implicated me."

"I was careless this time. Please give me another chance."

Guo Jia gritted his teeth and spoke condescendingly to him. It was particularly awkward for him who had always been aloof to say such words.

But for his future, he had to do this.

Master Qiu glanced at him slightly, with thoughts already in his head.

After the two of them conspired in the room for two hours, Guo Jia finally explained everything to Mr. Qiu.

———

"Brother Scar, we are no match for that person, how can we get the ginseng?

The resources of these ten vehicles are probably wasted. "

Scar also recalled Zhuang Chen's appearance in his head, and felt scared in his heart.

At the same time, I felt unwilling.

The duck that he had clearly got flew away like this. No matter how he thought about it, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"There must be a solution to this matter."

A hint of darkness flashed in Scar's eyes, and his fists clenched.

His team members didn't know how to deal with this matter, and everyone focused their attention on Scar.

farm.

At lunch time, everyone who was far away returned to the farm one after another.

"Have you found any clues about Jiang Zhiguang wanting ginseng?"

"It is said that it is to bribe the person who reviews the official position."

"It seems that he is not here and wants to set up his own business."

"For those who are in a high position, power is what everyone wants."

"..."

The occurrence of this incident also made them sigh from the bottom of their hearts.

"Why must ginseng be needed?"

Zhuang Chen's question made everyone stop talking, and their heads were like a revelation. Thinking deeply about this question.

"It is said that the mother of this reviewing official is seriously ill and needs ginseng to recuperate."

Zhou Dong carefully recalled the lip reading he saw and slowly explained it to everyone.

Zhuang Chen had a bold idea in his mind, and the slightly raised corners of his lips made everyone's arms covered with goose bumps.

After he had lunch.

He continued to use the syringe to draw out 400 milliliters of blood, soaking all the ginseng on the glass plate.

"Bang bang..."

"Zhuang Da, did you just call me?"

Zhuang Chen raised the ginseng with some satisfaction. At the door, Ceng Gong's voice rang out.

"You came just in time, help me copy this."

Ceng Gong looked at the ginseng in Zhuang Chen's hand, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim at the rarity of this thing.

"I'm afraid I can't copy one thousandth of its effect."

"Just do what you can."

Ceng Gong raised the ginseng and concentrated all his strength on it.