Wizarding World Beekeeper

boom!

There was a dull crashing sound from below.

"I'm fine..."

It sounds a little forced.

If you don't feel pain, you can do whatever you want.

But no matter how strong Kuuzhan was, he would probably be dizzy for a while if he jumped so high.

After Hua Mi confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her, she closed the magic box, put it in her pocket, and went back to fishing.

The seven pseudo-flower spirits started singing again, the tune was still the same, but the lyrics had been changed.

"Little bee, gathering nectar."

“Beekeepers have their calculations in mind.”

"Sit by the lake and focus on fishing."

"It doesn't matter if he has red skin or white skin."

"It's none of your business, just hang on."

…

It was getting late, Hua Mi put away the fishing gear and let the bees return to their nests.

Opening the magic box and looking inside, Warhammer was curled up facing the wall, sleeping like a muscle baby weighing several hundred pounds.

Hua Mi moved the beehives in one by one.

Returning to the wooden house, he moved the beehive out again to prevent Warhammer from waking up and causing a conflict with the bees.

He was suddenly curious, what would happen if he traveled back to Earth with the magic box?

Will the war hammer just fall out like the Moon Sleeping Flower last time?

Or... was crushed because of space distortion?

It’s better not to experiment with this.

He decided to spend the night here tonight.

Hua Mi returned to Earth and brought a bucket over, and put the fat fish he caught in it to keep.

Eat, sleep.

Nothing happened all night.

Early the next morning.

Xiao Zi came to serve as translator as promised.

Hua Mi opened the magic box.

War Hammer had woken up and was meditating against the wall. He raised his head and glanced at Hua Mi: "Is there anything to eat?"

…

Hua Mi brought a lot of food.

It was obvious that she was really hungry, and she wolfed down everything in a matter of minutes.

Her condition was obviously much better. Although the wound on her arm was not completely healed, it was at least half healed. Most of the other injuries on his body have healed.

You know, only one night has passed.

In addition to the physical reasons of the fighting elves themselves, honey also played a role that cannot be ignored.

"Your honey is really good."

“There will be new honeys with more flavors and benefits in the future.”

Hua Mi handed her the bottle of honey: "This is for you to eat on the way."

"No money."

"It's free, just remember it comes from the Bee Whisperer's Hut in the Black Forest."

Warhammer didn't refuse anymore, changed the topic, and pointed at the magic box: "I smell the smell of dryad inside."

ah?

Hua Mi was stunned.

You can smell it.

You are the bloodhound.

"I killed a dryad before and packed its remains in a magic box. You can even smell this? It's been several days."

"Elves are the most suitable species to become druids, do you know why? Because elves are born with a high degree of natural affinity.

"We are good at various elemental magics and sensing elemental residues in the air. The residues inside may not be easy for humans to detect, but they are obvious to me."

I see.

Her appearance makes it easy to overlook her magical talents.

It seems that the Crazy Fighting Elf is a well-deserved war machine with both physical and legal skills.

No wonder the white-skinned elves think they are a threat. To use an inappropriate analogy, it is like humans fearing artificial intelligence.

"If I can escape this pursuit, we will meet again."

"Good luck."

"You too, friend."

Hua Mi watched the war hammer disappear from sight.

A stone fell to the ground in my heart.

Finally, life is back on track.

The encounter with the two elves was like an episode.

Although there are gains, it is not in his current plan and does not help what he really wants to do, at least not at the moment.

Hua Mi happily packed the beehive, took the fishing gear and headed to the Witch's Eye to start a new day of collecting honey.

The other six fake flower essences were already waiting by the lake.

They didn't go to the hut to look for him these days, they just came here to wait.

The bees gradually became familiar with them and even danced among the flowers together - of course, in fact, it was the pseudo-flower spirits that harassed the bees unilaterally.

The hardworking little bees just want to collect honey.

Just spent an ordinary but fulfilling day.

Still not a single fish was caught.

But seeing more and more honey in the honey spleen, I still feel full of harvest.

Hua Mi bathed in the sunset and embarked on her way home amidst the singing and playing of the seven little animals.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a "tragedy" scene.

The seven fake flower essences screamed in surprise on the spot.

I saw that the fish I caught yesterday was not in the bucket, but lying on the floor.

Except for the fish head, only a skeleton is left.

Hua Mi walked towards the bucket, looked inside, and said "Hey".

There was no water in the bucket, but there was an active wooden block with a faint green light emitting in the middle, connected to conduits.

The active wood block is soaked in a viscous liquid, and every once in a while, a drop of green liquid oozes out and floats to the top of the viscous liquid.

A thin layer of green liquid has gathered on the top.

"Heart of Enlightenment?"

Wouldn’t it mean that it would become inactive immediately after being separated from the body?

How does this survive outside the body?

"This is Dryad gel...it's also mixed with other things." Xiaohong flew into the bucket and got closer to smell it, but she could only distinguish the gel part.

There must be other ingredients. How could it be possible to simulate the internal environment of a dryad just by relying on gel?

"There is a letter!"

Xiao Huang held up a piece of paper and flew to him, with a lot of crooked words written on it.

Hua Mi already guessed who did it and asked her to translate directly.

"I happened to meet a dryad on the road, and I cut off its heart of enlightenment and gave it to you as a thank you gift.

“The enlightened heart produces a green sap that has miraculous effects on promoting plant growth.

"You said that bees need to collect nectar to make honey, so I guess you must plant a lot of flowers. This green liquid can help you grow the most beautiful flowers in the world.

"Friend, when I capture the Jade Palace, I look forward to receiving flowers from you!

"Because there was no other container, I just let the fish transfer to my stomach. It tasted pretty good, but it was a pity that I didn't have time to bake it.

"In addition, in order to keep the Enlightenment Heart active, I injected a lot of elves' magic essence into the gel, which makes me a little weak now and I might be overtaken by the dog.

"I'm going to the direction where the sun rises now. If you can help mislead the dog's nose, you can buy me more time. You should have thought of how to do it specifically, that arrow..."

Sure enough it's not just gel.

He asked the pseudo-flower spirits about the magic essence of elves.

To put it simply, the elf's move was equivalent to letting out half a basin of blood.

What a waste of money.

Moreover, there are only about a dozen dryads in the black forest.

She said they met by chance, but Hua Mi didn't quite believe it.

There is another section behind.

"By the way, there is one more thing that I forgot to mention before. When I was lurking in the lake yesterday, I accidentally discovered something at the bottom of the lake. Maybe you would like to go down and have a look..."

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