I plant trees and farm in the global game

When Muying and the others arrived at the stage, the person on stage had just finished the "movie show", and it was someone she knew, Dong Xiaogang.

Looking at it with eyes, Dong Xiaogang is sitting alone on the stage with his eyes closed, surrounded by a silent mushroom audience.

But in the spiritual connection space, there are active mushrooms in the audience, but there are rich pictures above Dong Xiaogang's head on the stage.

Muying only saw a tail. It seemed to be a cartoon, but the characters looked blurry and deformed, and the scene was blank.

Obviously it is not that simple to present the story in my mind here.

Sure enough, Dong Xiaogang failed the test.

However, some myconids were still very interested in the story he wanted to convey. An adult myconid bought his story for 1 silver coin. Although it was not a long-term job, it was still profitable.

Dong Xiaogang is not disappointed either. He has also watched many cartoons. Although he can’t remember the plots of many of them clearly, it is an unexpected surprise to have such income.

Most of the people who came later were dismissed, but as long as the storyline of the people shown earlier is consistent, they can usually be sold for some money.

The next person to appear was the previous online novel writer named Fan Wei. He was showing off one of his fairy tale novels.

The male protagonist was deposed at the beginning, then his engagement was broken off, he was hunted down, he was seriously injured and fell off a cliff, and he received the inheritance of the immortal family.

The picture is not grand, but the scenes around the protagonist are more detailed, and the dialogue and expressions are much richer than others. At least others can understand what he wants to express.

For humans, this plot is simply poorly written, but for myconids, it is very strange.

Although what attracts them is not the inheritance of the Immortal family, face-slapping counterattacks or the like, Muying heard it with her own ears. Several myconid cubs watched and exclaimed that humans are so rough and scary.

During the fighting scene, I covered my eyes and peeked through my fingers.

Finally Fan Wei was hired.

"Haha, from now on I will be the founder of the doomsday job stream!" He changed his previous dejected look and stepped down with high spirits.

Zheng Jing came on stage after him, and she cleverly presented her childhood story.

Because it was based on my own memory, although it seemed a bit boring, it was still complete and clear, and I actually signed a short-term contract.

Muying watched around for a while, and felt that she no longer had to worry about the residents not being able to pay the entry fee and rent. The vacant tree house should be able to welcome another wave of residents, and her income would increase again!

The myconid's requirements are not very high, and the residents of her territory will definitely make a fortune.

Muying came out of the burrow in a good mood and stepped on the thick Ophiopogon japonicus grass. The bright sunshine shone in the forest, which was a rare leisure.

The territory seemed a bit deserted, and most people went underground to join in the fun.

"Muying!"

Hearing the shouts from behind, Muying turned around and looked at Huo Shaobai who was running over, "What's wrong?"

"Do you... know how the Myconid copy got here?"

Muying raised her eyebrows slightly, suspicious?

"Should I know?" she asked confidently.

Huo Shaobai looked into her eyes with a complex expression, but did not see any fluctuation in them, "I was the one who was abrupt."

Muying nodded, not knowing whether she just suspected that the dungeon relocation was related to her, or whether she suspected that the territory was also related to her.

But she will not take the initiative to reveal it at this stage.

Even if there is doubt, it should only be because of some coincidence.

She was the first person to discover this camp. Apart from the grocery store, her treehouse had the highest number, plus this Myconid instance that only she and the official team had been to.

Muying had already expected that someone would be suspicious, but these were not conclusive evidence. They were just relying on speculation, and no one would take the risk rashly.

And whether the territory can be snatched is still unknown.

Even though she is relatively confident about the character of the official team, she has not found any treacherous or evil people in the entire territory yet.

After all, those who have the money to live in the territory for a long time are relatively adaptable to the end of the world, have not reached the end, and are less likely to take risks.

The real villains will be locked up in a small space when the doomsday comes. They cannot escape and have nothing to attack them, so their chances of survival are very low.

Huo Shaobai looked at Mu Ying's retreating figure and sighed.

Why are you asking so many questions? Whether it's her or not, she doesn't owe them anything, and there's no need to confess to them.

This question may push the distance that has finally been brought closer again, so don't even think about forming a team.

Muying didn't know that he had so many things in his head. She didn't want to form a team just because she was afraid of trouble.

Others are just because she is slow to warm up, has many secrets, and is more defensive.

"Gungun?"

The treehouse was empty, Gungun was not there.

Muying guessed that it was playing in the plantation, so she teleported there directly. Sure enough, she saw a fluffy "meat ball" rolling around in the iron bamboo forest, magically bypassing every young bamboo.

Judging from the emotions transmitted from the emotional connection side, its mind is full of "want to eat~" at this time.

Mu Ying was a little worried that the rolling saliva would soak the ground.

There was no one else here, so the figure Shiyin flew over and stopped Gungun with one finger.

She still remembered that the day the figure Tokiyin first arrived, the butt he fell on the window sill was completely different from his current free and agile appearance.

It's hard to imagine that a little thumb could stop a big man with just one finger.

But Gungun just stopped obediently.

Muying had no choice but to pour the rest of the recovery spring into the iron bamboo forest to make them grow faster, so that Guangguan would not drool at the bamboo forest every day.

She always had the feeling of abusing a national treasure.

"Gungun, let's go back to eat!"

She waved Gungun over and lifted up the figure Shiyin, who was riding on Gungun's head and plucking hair.

The figure Tokiyin is cute for a second, with watery eyes and a fleshy face, which is completely different from the angular appearance of the original figure.

Muying couldn't help but poke his soft cheek.

As a result, I saw the little face of the figure Tokiyin turning red visibly.

She didn't use any force, right?

Muying retracted her fingers guiltily.

In the distant starry sky, the silver-haired boy covered his face and stared in the direction of the dark blue star. He soon began to trek through time and space resolutely. He had to be stronger and go back faster, so that he would not have to use a cheap clone.

Muying and Gungun teleported directly to the door of Sera Restaurant.

"There are fresh bamboo shoots today, do you want to try them?"

Mrs. Serra said with a smile.

Muying lowered her head to look at Gungun. It nodded repeatedly, wanting to eat (●???)!

Please give Gungun a big portion. I just want a fried rice.

She wanted to have a simple meal at night and go back full early.

More than a month has passed in the Emerald World, and the second day of tonight's trial is the night of the full moon of the Summer Moon.

The long-awaited Four Seasons Fair is coming, the exclusive market for witches, and she is still very curious.

Muying speeded up her meal while thinking about something...