Weird Survival: I can devour thousands of talents

Chapter 242 241: Don’t order!
Ling Xiao is an ordinary white-collar worker living in the city. His daily life is like a monotonous repetition: squeezing into the subway in the early morning, processing documents on the computer during the day, going home to eat takeout in the evening, and then falling asleep.

He often fantasized about having an adventure to break this boring life, but reality always made it difficult for him to start.

On this day, Ling Xiao was returning home from get off work as usual. When he passed by an antique shop, he was attracted by a tattered ancient book in the window. There were some strange symbols engraved on the cover of the ancient book, as if it was hiding some secret.

Out of curiosity, he pushed open the door and walked in. The lights in the store were dim, and the air was filled with a stale smell. The owner was an old man wearing reading glasses. When he saw Ling Xiao come in, he smiled slightly and said, "Young man, are you interested in this ancient book?"

Ling Xiao nodded, picked up the ancient book and flipped through a few pages. He saw that the pages were densely covered with strange words and patterns, like some kind of ancient spell.

He asked the boss, "What is this book for?" The boss smiled and said mysteriously, "This is an ancient book of spells. It is said that it can take you to a wonderful world."

Ling Xiao's heart moved. Although he thought it was unlikely, he was still attracted by the mystery. He bought the ancient book and after returning home, he couldn't wait to open the pages and recite the spell on it.

Suddenly, a dazzling light shot out from the book, engulfing him whole. Ling Xiao felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a strange farmland. There was a faint mist all around, and a strange fragrance in the air, as if carrying some kind of magic.

He struggled to sit up, looked around, and found himself in a strange world.

The farmland is full of all kinds of strange plants. Some plants emit a faint light, some plants are covered with sharp thorns, and some plants are hung with some strangely shaped fruits.

"Where is this?" Ling Xiao's heart was filled with confusion and fear.

He tried to stand up, but found his legs were weak. At this moment, an old voice sounded in his ears: "Young man, welcome to the Fantasy Farmland. This is your world. Only by cultivating these magical plants can you find your way home."

Ling Xiao looked up and saw a white-haired old man standing not far away. He wore a tattered robe, his face wrinkled, but his eyes were remarkably bright. He slowly walked over to Ling Xiao, squatted down, and spoke in a kind voice, "I am the guardian of this farmland. You can call me Old Farmer. I will teach you how to care for these plants, but your ultimate success depends on you."

Although Ling Xiao was skeptical, he had no other choice but to bite the bullet and agree to the old farmer's request. The old farmer handed Ling Xiao an old-looking hoe and said, "Let's start by turning the soil. This land is not simple and holds many secrets."

Ling Xiao took the hoe and began to turn the soil. Although the soil looked hard, it was surprisingly soft under his hoe, as if a mysterious force was helping him.

As he turned over the land, he found some strange things, such as glowing seeds, fragrant soil, and some stones of strange shapes.

“These are the treasures of this land, and they are the key to growing amazing plants.”

The old farmer smiled at him, a hint of relief in his eyes. Although Ling Xiao felt a little uneasy, seeing these strange things also made him feel a little excited. He continued to turn the land until the sun set, then stopped to rest.

The old farmer handed him a cup of fragrant tea and said, "Have a good rest, we will continue tomorrow."

Ling Xiao took the tea and took a sip. He felt a surge of warmth flow through his body, and his fatigue instantly vanished. He looked at the strange and mysterious farmland and vowed to himself that he would find his way home.

The next day, Ling Xiao arrived at the farm early and began to learn from the old farmer how to cultivate magical plants. The old farmer told him that there were many kinds of plants in the farm, each with its own unique growth method and magical power.

"Let's start with the simplest one," the old farmer said, pointing to a patch of grass emitting a faint glow. "This is luminous grass. Its leaves emit a soft glow at night, illuminating everything around it."

Ling Xiao carefully observed the night-shining grass, only to see that its leaves were as thin as cicada wings and emitted a faint blue light. He followed the old farmer's instructions, carefully dug out some night-shining grass seeds, and planted them in the tilled soil.

The old farmer told him that the night-glowing plant prefers a moist environment and needs regular watering, but not too much, otherwise the roots will rot. "Although these plants are amazing, they also have their own habits and need our careful care."

As the old farmer spoke, he demonstrated how to water the plants. A few days later, the night-glowing grass seeds planted by Trumpet Creeper sprouted. The tender green seedlings broke through the soil and soon grew into a large field.

When night falls, the whole farmland is illuminated by the light of the night-light grass, as if you are in a dream world. Ling Xiao weaves a lamp out of the night-light grass and places it at the door of his hut.

From then on, he no longer had to worry about the darkness of the night. Next, the old farmer took Ling Xiao to see the thorn vine. The vines of this plant were covered with sharp thorns and looked very dangerous.

But the old farmer told him that the fruit of the thorn vine could be made into a magical potion that could heal all kinds of wounds. Ling Xiao carefully picked some thorn vine fruit and, following the old farmer's instructions, ground the fruit into juice and added some glowing seed powder to make the potion.

He found a wounded rabbit and applied the potion on its wound. Miraculously, the wound healed quickly and the rabbit regained its vitality.

"Amazing!" Ling Xiao exclaimed. "This is just one of the many amazing plants in this farmland."

The old farmer smiled and said, "As long as you cultivate them with care, they will bring you more surprises." In addition to the luminous grass and thorn vines, there are many other magical plants in the farmland.

For example, the flame flower, its flowers emit flame-like light when in full bloom, which can drive away evil creatures; the frost tree, its leaves can be made into frost spells that can freeze everything; and the phantom fruit, eating its fruit can make people invisible for a period of time.

Under the guidance of the old farmer, Ling Xiao gradually learned how to cultivate these magical plants. He found that each plant required special soil, water and sunlight, and also needed to be regularly applied with some mysterious fertilizer.

These fertilizers are made from various materials found in the fields, such as glowing seeds, fragrant soil and strangely shaped stones.

As time went by, the farmland of Trumpet Creeper became more and more prosperous, with all kinds of magical plants thriving and bearing abundant fruits.

He used these fruits to create many magical items, such as the Night Light, the Thorn Vine Potion, the Fire Flower Charm, the Frost Leaf, and the Phantom Fruit.

These items not only help him survive in the fantasy farmland, but also allow him to gradually master the mysteries of this land.

While cultivating these magical plants, Ling Xiao gradually discovered that they not only produced magical fruits but also held mysterious powers. He discovered that whenever he touched the plants, a warm energy flowed through his body. This energy invigorated him and even healed minor injuries.

The old farmer told him that the power of these plants came from the spiritual energy of the land. This land was the core of the fantasy farmland, it contained endless energy, and these plants were the carriers of this land energy.

As long as Ling Xiao can establish a deep connection with the land and plants, he will be able to gain greater power.

In order to better communicate with the land and plants, Ling Xiao began to learn an ancient spell that allowed him to communicate with the land and plants and understand their needs and feelings.

He would spend time every day chanting mantras and carefully feeling the breath of the land and plants. As time went by, the connection between Trumpet Plum and the land and plants became closer and closer.

He could feel the pulse of the earth and hear the whispers of the plants. He discovered that these plants were not only alive but also had their own emotions and consciousness. They would thrive due to his care and wither due to his neglect.

One day, Ling Xiao found a strange plant in the farmland. Its leaves were colorful and emitted a charming light.

He had never seen such a plant before and didn't know what kind it was. He walked carefully to the plant and gently touched its leaves with his hand.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful force surging into his body, and his body began to tremble, as if a mysterious force was awakening the potential deep in his heart. Seeing this scene, the old farmer smiled with relief on his face.

He walked up to Ling Xiao and said, "Congratulations, young man, you have established a deep connection with this land and plants.

This plant is called the 'spiritual root'; it is the essence of this land. Only those who truly become one with the land and the plant can awaken its power."

Ling Xiao felt as if he had gained a brand new power. His body became lighter and his perception became sharper. He could feel the energy flowing in the air and hear subtle sounds in the distance.

He knew that he had entered a new realm.

"Next, you will face more challenges."

The old farmer said, "Although this land is magical, it is also full of dangers. Only by constantly growing can you protect this land." Ling Xiao nodded, his heart full of confidence.

A few days later, one morning, Ling Xiao came to the farmland as usual, preparing to take care of his plants. However, when he walked deep into the farmland, he found an abnormal area.

The ground there had sunk slightly, forming a deep crack. From this crack, a black mist continuously emerged, carrying an unsettling aura. Ling Xiao was startled; he had never seen anything like it before. He approached the crack cautiously, attempting to use a spell to discern its origin.

However, as he approached, a powerful evil force suddenly surged out of the crack, knocking him back several steps. He felt an icy chill rising from the soles of his feet, as if something evil was waking up from the crack.

"Old farmer!" Ling Xiao called out, his voice trembling. The old farmer quickly arrived at the scene, and upon seeing the crack, his expression turned serious.

"This is a Shadow Rift, a passage from another world leading here," he whispered. "It shouldn't have appeared. Some force must have disrupted the balance of space."

"What should we do then?" Ling Xiao asked nervously. "We must stop it," the old farmer said gravely. "If we allow the Shadow Crack to expand, the entire Fantasy Farmland will be in danger."

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the crack, and then a huge monster crawled out of the crack. Its body was like a black shadow, without a fixed shape, its eyes flashed with blood-red light, and its mouth emitted a creepy roar.

"This is a shadow monster. It comes from the dark world and feeds on all life." The old farmer whispered, "We must act immediately."

Although Ling Xiao was terrified, he knew he couldn't retreat. He quickly returned to the cabin, prepared some night lights, thorn vine potions, and fire flower charms, and then cautiously walked towards the crack.

As he approached the monster, a powerful evil force rushed towards him, and he felt dizzy, as if he was bound by an invisible force.

He gritted his teeth, trying to stay awake. He raised the night light and shone it at the monster.

The monster seemed to be afraid of the light, let out a scream, and began to retreat. "Use the Fire Flower Spell!" the old farmer shouted.

Ling Xiao reacted quickly and threw the Flame Flower Talisman at the monster. The talisman burned on the monster, emitting a dazzling flame. The monster struggled in the flames, roaring in pain.

Ling Xiao took the opportunity to apply the thorn vine potion on his wounds. He felt the wounds heal quickly and his strength returned to his body.

"Use the power of your spiritual roots!" the old farmer reminded him. Ling Xiao thought of the colorful spiritual root. He closed his eyes and used his heart to feel the powerful force.

He felt a warm energy rising from the soles of his feet and quickly flowing into his body.

He opened his eyes and thrust his hands forward. A beam of colorful light shot out from his hands and struck the monster directly. The monster let out a shrill scream as the light pierced its body, then turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into thin air.

The cracks gradually healed after the monsters disappeared, and peace returned to the Fantasy Farmland. Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but his body was exhausted.

The old farmer walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You did well, young man. You have proven your courage and wisdom."

Ling Xiao nodded, but he knew in his heart that this was just the beginning. There were still many unknown dangers in this land, and he must remain vigilant at all times to protect this fantastic farmland.

(End of this chapter)