Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million points of magic

Chapter 25 The interstellar soju is too bad to drink (upvoted, please add it to your collection, please recommend it, please vote for me every month~)

Ai Moye watched the excitement from the sidelines, but she couldn't understand the curves, straight lines and folds on the screen at all.

"What is SS level? Is it very powerful?"

As soon as she said this, the prison boss and the tester both looked at her as if they were looking at a fool.

The tester pushed up his glasses again and said, "Miss Qianjin, if you don't follow the world, you won't even know the level of your superpower, right?"

Aimoye said innocently, "I don't have any powers, why do I know so much?"

She didn't like reading the Mary Sue novels written by her cousin. If she didn't want to see the fate of the female supporting character based on herself, why would she read them at a glance?

As for the power levels, classifications of powers, and evolutionary methods for killing Zerg in the book, she was not very impressed.

The prison boss said, "D, C, B, A, S, SS, from low to high, these are the current mainstream superpower levels."

Ai Moye thought to herself, this is quite simple, easy to remember.

"So, the SS level is the most powerful?" she asked again.

The boss said, "That's not true. There are 3S-level ones above, but they are rare and not included in this echelon."

Even so, the S-class Jiya's role as a prison guard on this 2B planet is indeed overkill.

Two minutes later, Jiya came out and said, "How was it?"

"It's not bad. She really doesn't have any powers." The tester pointed at Aimoye and said.

Aimoye laughed to cover up her embarrassment, "It seems that I am not the chosen protagonist."

"Don't be discouraged. I'm almost at SS level. Isn't life so hard?"

After Jiya finished speaking, she was about to take Aimo Ye for a full physical examination. Suddenly, the prison alarm was stretched infinitely, and harsh beeps hovered in the sky.

"No, there are Zerg!" Jiya's expression changed, and she left Ai Moye and ran away.

The prison boss ignored Ai Moye and looked very serious. While contacting other prison guards through the communicator, he strode towards the source of the alarm.

Ai Moye asked the tester, "Are the attacking Zerg very powerful?" Alarming so many people?

The tester had a kind feeling of caring for the mentally retarded, "I'll check your brain next time."

In the entire galaxy, the only one who can ask such a question is the wise man in front of me.

Ai Moye sighed. The original novel was a romance novel and didn't write much about the Zerg at all. However, when she came in, she seemed to be in combat mode. Why is the gap so big?

Without a physical examination, Aimoye was sent back to prison.

Mai Ma was watering water in the greenhouse, and when she saw Ai Mo Ye, she hurried up to greet her.

"How about it, sister, do you have any powers?"

Ai Moye sighed greatly, "I'm just a blank slate."

Mai Ma was shocked, "It's impossible, isn't it? Sister, you are an expert at stimulating the growth of plants. Do you really have no powers at all?"

"It couldn't be any whiter." Ai Moye spread her hands.

Mai Ma comforted, "It doesn't matter if you don't have it. Anyway, my sister is very good at farming. I just finished pollinating the watermelon seedlings. It's cold today, so you should go to bed early."

"Thank you, Mai Ma, thanks to you, otherwise I would really be too busy." Aimoye said gratefully.

Mai Ma said seriously, "I should be the one to say thank you. I sent home all the 800 star coins my sister gave me. My family can't believe it. I can get money even while I'm in jail."

Although eight hundred star coins is not much, on the garbage planet, it can be considered as a family's income for several months.

Aimoye said, "The next batch of sweet potatoes will be unearthed again. We will continue to make vermicelli. After selling them, I will still pay you wages."

"Yeah!" Mai Ma was full of enthusiasm.

Later in the evening, Jiya sent over the Zerg corpses, and Aimoye processed them and piled them into compost.

She asked, "Is it easy to attract Zerg in the prison?"

During this period of time, there was news about the Zerg almost every day.

Jiya was so tired that she sat cross-legged on the ground and ate the pumpkin cake given by Ai Moye.

"The energy stones you dug out are being fought for by the entire galaxy, and the Zerg are no exception. In the future, there will only be more and more terrorist attacks on Planet 2B."

What Ai Moye thinks is that her fertilizer will become more and more abundant.

Jiya looked at Aimoye's live broadcast room again. She now has more than 90 fans.

"You are gaining followers so fast. Sooner or later, you will become a big internet celebrity." Jiya has watched other live broadcasts and found that there are not many people in the world who live broadcast daily farming, retro handicrafts, and gourmet cooking like Aimo Ye. .

In particular, she does live broadcast all day long, either in pig pens, chicken pens, or in watermelon fields and sorghum fields, allowing viewers to experience the fun of growing crops on their own.

Aimoye said, "My sorghum is almost ripe and I will start brewing wine in a few days. Can you come and help me then?"

Jiya thought for a moment, "Okay, I still have annual leave. But you have to give me a few bottles of good wine, so I'll just drink this one."

Ai Moye looked at her, "Can't you tell, you still like to drink?"

Jiya shrugged, "Humans, after living for hundreds of years, you have to have some fun, right?"

On the fiftieth day after being exiled to Huangxing, Ai Moye took Mai Ma to harvest sorghum while the weather was fine.

The weather has been cold recently, and it takes a lot of effort just to keep the crops warm. Once this batch of sorghum is harvested, we will no longer be able to grow sorghum and will have to replace it with plants that are adapted to the cold.

During the day, Maima screamed in wonder in the sorghum field.

"Oh my god, what kind of crop is this? These wheat ears are so heavy, and the yield is too high!"

Ai Moye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sorghum ears are not called wheat ears."

Mai Ma had never seen "sorghum" before, and she was running around among the fiery red ears. Whenever the snowy wind blew, the ocean-like ears rippled in the wind, which was so beautiful.

Three-thirds of the land was planted with moxa leaves, but the yield was ridiculously high, and there were no pests or diseases. The grains were small, thick-skinned, firm and plump, and were most suitable for making wine.

"Mai Ma, it's going to snow. Stop playing now. Let's finish it later."

"good!"

The two acted together again, and the prison boss also sent intelligent machines to help with harvesting, greatly reducing the burden.

With the help of machinery, the harvest can be completed in half a day.

Ai Moye waved her hand towards the drone that was going away, "When I make it into fine wine, everyone will have a taste."

It is not enough to harvest the sorghum. The sorghum stalks must be burned into ashes and used as plant ash to spread on the fields. The other part is piled with compost. Not a single bit is wasted.

Mai Ma was shocked by this thrifty behavior and secretly vowed to learn from Ai Moye.

It is also very convenient to dry sorghum. It is also a large dryer sent by the center. It is specially used to dry grain. There is no need to dry it repeatedly every day.

In the next two days, we had to prepare the wine. Jiya took a vacation and came over to help.

She also brought ordinary wine on the market. Aimoye took a sip and her throat was almost burned.

"Oh my God, this wine is too bad!"

Jiya took two sips and asked, "Is it so bad to drink?"

Mai Ma also sipped a little and said doubtfully, "This is the kind of soju my father and my brother drink. It's not too bad, right?"

Maybe because they drink it often, they don't think this kind of high-tech wine, which is blended with edible alcohol, is as unpalatable as Aimo Ye showed.