The End of the Extreme Dao: I Planted a Sacred Tree and Gained Immortality

Chapter 23 Voice
"Based on the behavior of that man and woman, could there be a trap in their house?"

Huo Ying did not dare to take any risks, and immediately activated the Wood Release Technique, putting on a set of wooden armor that even protected the soles of his feet.

Walking to the door with difficulty, Huo Ying only exposed two fingers, holding the key, and turned the door.

Boom!
The door opened and a huge sandbag fell from the roof. Inside was not sand, but iron rods.

Clang clang clang.

There was a lot of noise.

Fortunately, Huo Ying had taken precautions in advance and was only hit by the sandbag but not crushed by it. However, Huo Ying's wooden armor was pierced by the iron spikes in the sandbag, making him look like a hedgehog.

"I knew that these two guys are not good people." Huo Ying spat. If it were someone else, even if they were not injured by the sandbags, they would have been pierced with several holes by the iron spike.

After entering the house safely, Huo Ying still didn't dare to take off his wooden armor. After searching the house, he found a sack full of yang stones, nearly a hundred pieces in total.

The space under their beds was filled with poplar trees. Even though there was a shortage of poplar trees in the town, the couple still had seventy or eighty of them.

Under the pillow, Huo Ying also found a charcoal pencil and a diary.

When I opened the diary, I found that what was written inside was not fighting techniques, but a real diary.

After flipping through a few pages, Huo Ying was stunned.

1: Xiaojie was infected, not with an infectious disease, but with another virus, perhaps a zombie virus.

19: The condition worsened rapidly, and a hard tumor could be felt inside Xiaojie's abdomen.

25: A large amount of Yang stone and a large amount of burning poplar wood can curb the development of the disease.

31: Xiaojie felt something in her head.

36: Xiaojie heard another person talking in her mind.

39: Xiaojie heard it clearly, it was a woman’s voice.

42: The voice became clearer and I could understand it. The woman asked Xiaojie if she needed strength.

43: I told Xiaojie not to respond.

44: Xiaojie’s condition worsens rapidly, and that voice calls her every day.

45: No, it must be a corpse ghost. I have to find a way to save Xiaojie.

46: Place more yang stones at home and sleep on a bed made of poplar wood, and the sounds seem to be farther away.

47: It’s not enough, I need more resources.

47: There’s something wrong with Xiaojie. Why does she unconsciously imitate a dog’s barking?

47: There are already one hundred Yang stones, and they have all been roasted red, but Xiaojie said she wants to be a dog!

48: Finally there is a solution. Give Xiaojie the poplar wood ash and yang stone powder. The sound fades away again.

48: Xiaojie said that there was a woman who kept approaching her and was training her like a dog in her mind, and she could not bear it any longer.

49: The consumption is too great, especially for Poplar wood. Xiao Jie has to drink the wood ash of several sticks every day to suppress the sound. Fortunately, everyone will go to the market tomorrow. Please, please let me meet someone with enough Poplar wood!

Huo Ying's pupils shrank, and he was infected by the woman's voice. In the diary, the numbers should be the number of days. The further back you go, the more frequent the records become.

If we calculate based on the diary, Xiaojie was infected fifty days ago.

On the 25th day, the man found a way to contain the infection and delayed Xiaojie's illness.

The woman’s voice and illness are related to the infection of the zombies, so what about herself?
Zhang Yuqi and Bai Jie said that they were infected with the corpse virus, and Xiao Jieba said that a woman harmed him.

Could it be that I and the woman in the diary have the same virus, and the one who harmed us was the woman who made that voice?
Huo Ying put the notebook into his arms and searched the house carefully again. Finally, he kicked away a thin layer of soil and found a cellar door. He opened the door. This time, there was no mechanism inside, but the resources in the basement seemed to have been used up. It was empty, with only a sealed jar in the corner.

When he opened the jar, Huo Ying saw a jar of moldy rice.

Great, it’s food!
Huo Ying was extremely excited because he finally didn’t have to eat potatoes every day.

But, rice...well, I admit that I was a little too happy too early.

From a scientific point of view, rice is not a seed, but only a part of a seed. Paddy rice is the real seed, so rice cannot be used for sowing.

But Wood Release is not scientific in the first place.

Huo Ying picked up a moldy rice and pinched it between his fingertips, injecting a trace of Wood Release power into it. The rice that was about to rot became visibly plump, then sprouted, and then turned into a rice seedling, and then grew wildly and produced densely packed rice ears.

It took less than half a column of air to turn a moldy grain of rice into a two-meter-high rice plant and grow nearly fifty rice ears.

Huo Ying naturally didn't have the energy to sort the rice grain by grain, so he used the Wood Release's arbitrary nature to control the rice grains he touched to burst, letting the white rice grains fall off one by one. In an instant, the top of the jar was covered with brand new rice.

Normally, a rice plant can produce 15 to 30 rice ears and about 2,000 rice grains. However, the yield of the rice cultivated using energy by Huo was significantly higher than normal, with 50 rice ears and nearly 5,000 rice grains.

It was almost time. Huo Ying looked at the sun outside the window, hurriedly made a shoulder pole, picked up the yang stone, rice and daily necessities collected from other rooms, and hurried back home.

What Huo Ying picked up were all daily necessities, including two iron pots, an iron kettle, a kitchen knife, a clockwork clock, and an iron wire mesh, but it was now covered with rust and could not be used directly.

Putting the ironware aside, Huo Ying opened the basement and made a few more wooden barrels. He used Wood Release to turn the moldy rice into new rice and stored it next to the barrel containing potatoes.

It was dark, and Huo Ying made a fire. With one hundred Yang stones, Huo Ying finally became rich.

Huo Ying placed the Yang stones in a circle and built a simple stove, burning poplar wood underneath. In this way, the Yang stones were roasted red, and their ability to drive away and resist corpse ghosts was maximized.

Huo Ying was very excited when he spread the iron net he picked up on the stove. Finally, he could eat potatoes that were not stained with wood ash.

The poplar wood continued to burn, and nearly a hundred pieces of yang stones glowed red. It was particularly quiet tonight. Not only did the zombies retreat, but even the black fog and flying insects thought the fire was too strong and did not come to disturb Huo Ying.

Nothing happened that night. At dawn, Huo Ying put on his equipment and carried the iron tools to look for Liang Yao.

Liang Yao was speechless when she saw Huo Ying throwing a pile of scrap copper and iron into his room.

Especially after seeing the iron pot was dirty and smelly, Liang Yao was very angry: "Yesterday you treated me like a laundry girl, but today you treated me like a range hood!"

Huo Ying took out two poplar trees and a yang stone with an expressionless face.

"Uncle, please wait. If there is any stain on these things, I will chew the iron in front of you." Liang Yao's face changed instantly, and he hugged the broken copper and iron in his arms.

I don’t know the upper limit and scope of Liang Yao’s ability, but the rust on these iron tools is slowly fading, and even the old clockwork clock is becoming new little by little.

Huo Ying did not wait. Daytime time was precious. There were still thirteen days before the zombies would riot. He had to upgrade the seeds as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)