I plant trees and farm in the global game

After finishing their supper, Muying and the others were led out of the auditorium through the small door on the side by their senior sisters, and passed through a narrow spiral staircase to the second floor.

"This is the classroom. All indoor classes are held here."

Although senior Lucia didn't seem to like the evil principal very much, she was still very gentle to them and took them on a brief tour of the school very carefully.

But her voice is as light and fast as the wind, and you have to be close to hear it clearly.

Muying smiled gratefully at Senior Rosie. No wonder she had just asked her to follow Senior Lucia closely. She obviously knew Senior Lucia's speaking style.

The main building of the Witch Magic School is a five-story tower. The first floor is the auditorium and storage room, the second floor is the classroom, the third floor is the library, the fourth floor is the student dormitory, and the top floor is the principal's office.

There is a circular common room at the entrance of the dormitory. The lounge is surrounded by ten wooden doors, leading to everyone's room. There are wooden signs with everyone's name on the dormitory door.

It is said that these rooms have never been full since the school was founded.

The freshmen's rooms are next to each other, and Muying's room is between Windsor and Lillian.

After returning to the dormitory, senior Margarita, who has a somewhat fiery personality, was the first to complain: "Ms. Melanie's cooking magic is really not very good. Fortunately, she only cooks on the first day of school. Dear Rosie, my stomach...

It's up to you to save me!

Rosie glared at her angrily, then turned to Muying and the three new students who were a little overwhelmed and said with a smile: "Little guys, go back to your respective rooms to take a look. There will be delicious food when you come out! Welcome!

You join our big family!”

Senior Renee, who has the same gentle personality as Windsor and has a good figure, patted the heads of the three junior girls soothingly.

Senior Sister Lucia was even more ruthless and didn't talk much. She waved her hand and created a gust of wind, which helped them open the door to the room and swept away the dust in the room.

"..." What should I do? The senior is super pretty and has a super personality. Do you like (≧?≦)?

Muying entered the house obediently, screaming inwardly! She was about to fall in love with this place!

The room is larger than her tree house. When you enter the door, you will find the bedroom, a small workroom on the left and a bathroom with a sink, bathtub, and toilet.

There is a small balcony of four to five square meters at the end of the bedroom. The balcony is also connected to the rooms on the left and right sides.

She stood on the balcony, blowing the night wind, and looked at the forest in the distance.

On the balcony next to her, Lilian also came out, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Witches are a united group just like in my memory!

On the other side, Windsor also came out, and the three of them chatted while holding the pile of school supplies on the table in the room, among which broom grass seeds and sticks were the most popular.

"I'm finally going to have my first broom! I begged my grandmother for a long time, but she refused to plant a broom for me in advance, otherwise I would have flown to school by myself." Lillian put the small bag of brooms

I counted the grass seeds again and again and wished I could plant them immediately.

"What if there is no planting in this small bag?" Windsor said worriedly. Her planting level has never been very good.

"Don't worry, planting broom grass is a witch's instinct. Almost no witch will fail. One seed is enough to make a broom. Such a small bag is more than enough," Muying said.

Her mother's pile of herbology trees contained an introduction to broom grass. It can be said that what every little witch wants to have most is a broom of her own, and she is no exception in her memory. She will memorize that information.

Broom grass itself is a very common plant, but in the hands of a witch, starting from seeds and nourished by magic, it will transform into a plant most suitable for making a broomstick.

Moreover, the broomstick cultivated and made by one's own hands has a spiritual connection with its owner, and its personality will match well.

Every witch has a broomstick as their companion.

Muying is also looking forward to owning her own flying broomstick, and the bag of seeds in her hand is quite cheap.

【Broom grass seeds】

[Function: You can get broom grass after planting]

[Physical transformation: 1 source power/grain]

[Physical introduction: You can get broom grass after planting]

[Source power conversion: cannot be converted]

Unexpectedly, broom grass seeds cannot be converted into source power. It seems that the rules for converting source power in this world are different from those in the block world.

So far, she has not found any source of energy, but she has found a lot of things worthy of physical transformation, such as broom grass seeds and staff materials.

The staff also has one source of power.

Of course, what she wants to transform most is the green witch bloodline in this character, which is not very expensive and only costs 500 source power.

Muying now has 273 points of source power, and the villagers in the cube world can contribute at least 50 points of source power to her every day. In other words, she can redeem the Green Witch bloodline in five days at the latest.

At that time, the witch-related skills learned in this world can be turned into real abilities in reality, which will be much easier to exchange than the skills in the block world.

After a small exchange, Muying and the three of them quickly became familiar with each other.

Lillian and Windsor both ran to her balcony, and then the three of them walked out of Muying's room hand in hand.

"Huh? Coming out of the same door? You're familiar with it so quickly!" Margarita, who was playing with fire by the fireplace, joked.

Windsor's cheeks turned red visibly. Renee at the bar looked at her thin-skinned junior girl and thought of herself a year ago, and couldn't help but say: "Ignore her, come over and try the fruit bar I brewed!"

"

The three of them obediently stepped forward, each took a glass and took a small sip.

There is no such thing as underage drinking, which does not exist for witches.

Of course, this did not affect Muying's poor drinking ability. She did not expect that this body would get drunk so easily and that she could even pour sweet fruit wine in one gulp.

Fortunately, Lucia reacted quickly enough and summoned a gust of wind to hold up her body and the wine glass.

When she woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and she woke up from hunger.

Recalling what happened last night, Muying covered her face in pain. No wonder she had no memory of drinking, and there was no trace of alcohol in the house. The mother of her body must also be prone to getting drunk!

She quickly washed up and rushed out of the room.

There was only Senior Sister Rosie in the common room, sitting and half-reclining on the sofa reading a book. When she saw her coming out, she waved her magic wand, and a steaming breakfast and a glass of hot milk floated over from the dining table.

"Are you hungry? I left breakfast for you."

Muying smelled this alluring aroma and wished she could hug Senior Rosie's neck and kiss her.

Thousands of words turned into fast eating speed due to the protest of my stomach.

What Margarita-senpai said is indeed true. Principal Melanie's cooking magic is indeed terrible. Rosie-senpai is the eternal god.

Although she fell drunk not long after last night, she still clearly remembered how Senior Sister Rosie stood there and waved her magic wand, and all kinds of vegetables were sliced ​​and jumped out of the pot.

"Senior Rosie, it's so delicious. I also want to learn cooking magic to make delicious food for you!"

The delicacies of two lifetimes were flooding into Muying's mind like crazy, and her round belly didn't stop her from drooling like crazy.

"Okay, I will teach you when you get your own wand. Your other seniors are not interested in cooking magic. This is obviously a practical magic that is indispensable to ensure the quality of independent life in the future. Next year, their

Your stomach will definitely regret it!”

Rosie's eyes were crooked. Sure enough, other witches in the same family always had the same interests.