Bizarre Survival: I Can Devour Thousands of Talents

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Ling Xiao is an ordinary white-collar worker living in the city. His daily life is like a monotonous repetition: squeezing onto the subway in the morning, processing documents on the computer during the day, eating takeout when he gets home at night, and then going to sleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.

He often fantasized about having an adventure to break free from this boring life, but reality always left him at a loss.

That day, Ling Xiao was walking home from get off work as usual. As he passed an antique shop, he was drawn to a tattered old book in the window. The cover of the book was engraved with some strange symbols, as if it were hiding some kind of secret.

Out of curiosity, he pushed open the door and went inside. The shop was dimly lit, and a musty smell filled the air. The owner, an elderly man wearing reading glasses, smiled slightly when he saw Ling Xiao enter: "Young man, are you interested in this ancient book?"

Ling Xiao nodded, picked up the ancient book, and flipped through a few pages. The pages were densely covered with strange characters and patterns, resembling some kind of ancient incantation.

He asked the shopkeeper, "What's this book for?" The shopkeeper smiled and said mysteriously, "It's an ancient book of spells. It's said to take you to a wondrous world."

Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Although he thought it was unlikely, he was still attracted by its mystery. He bought the ancient book and, after returning home, eagerly opened the pages, reciting the incantation written on it.

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

When he awoke again, he found himself lying in a strange farmland. A light mist hung in the air, and a peculiar fragrance permeated the atmosphere, as if it possessed some kind of magic.

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

The farmland was filled with all sorts of strange plants. Some of them emitted a faint glow, some were covered with sharp thorns, and others had oddly shaped fruits hanging from them.

"Where is this?" Ling Xiao was filled with doubt and fear.

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

Ling Xiao looked up and saw an elderly man with white hair standing not far away. The old man wore a worn-out robe, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were unusually bright. He slowly walked to Ling Xiao's side, squatted down, and said in a kind tone, "I am the guardian of this farmland. You can call me the old farmer. I will teach you how to care for these plants, but whether you succeed in the end depends on yourself."

Although Ling Xiao was skeptical, he had no other choice but to reluctantly agree to the old farmer's request. The old farmer handed Ling Xiao a hoe that looked quite old and said, "Let's start by turning the soil. This land is not simple; it holds many secrets."

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

As he turned over the soil, he discovered some strange things, such as glowing seeds, fragrant soil, and oddly shaped stones.

"These are the treasures of this land; they are the keys to cultivating these amazing plants."

The old farmer watched him with a smile, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. Ling Xiao felt somewhat uneasy, but seeing these strange things also excited him. He continued turning the soil until sunset, when he finally stopped to rest.

The old farmer handed him a cup of fragrant tea and said, "Get some rest. We'll continue tomorrow."

Ling Xiao took the tea, took a sip, and felt a warm power flow into his body, instantly dispelling his fatigue. Looking at the strange and mysterious farmland, he secretly vowed to find his way home.

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

"Let's start with the simplest thing," the old farmer said, pointing to a patch of grass that emitted a faint glow. "This is bioluminescent grass; its leaves emit a soft light at night, illuminating everything around it."

Ling Xiao carefully observed the luminous grasses. Their leaves were as thin as cicada wings and emitted a faint blue light. Following the old farmer's instructions, he carefully dug up some luminous grass seeds and planted them in the tilled soil.

The old farmer told him that the luminous grass prefers a moist environment and needs to be watered regularly, but not too much, otherwise its roots will rot. "These plants are amazing, but they also have their own habits and need to be cared for carefully."

The old farmer explained and demonstrated how to water the plants. A few days later, the seeds of the night-blooming grass planted by the trumpet creeper sprouted. The tender green seedlings broke through the soil and quickly grew into a patch.

As night fell, the entire farmland was illuminated by the glowing grass, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Lingxiao wove a lamp from the glowing grass and placed it at the entrance of her hut.

From then on, he no longer had to worry about the darkness of the night. Next, the old farmer introduced Lingxiao to the thorn vine. This plant's vines were covered with sharp thorns, making it look 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, added some glowing seed powder, and made the potion.

He found an injured rabbit and applied the medicine to its wound. A miracle occurred; the wound healed rapidly, and the rabbit regained its vitality.

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

The old farmer smiled and said, "If you cultivate them with care, they will bring you even more surprises." Besides the luminous grass and the bramble vine, there are many other amazing plants in the farmland.

For example, the Flame Flower emits a flame-like light when it blooms, which can drive away evil creatures; the Frost Tree has leaves that can be made into frost charms that can freeze everything; and the Phantom Fruit can make a person invisible for a period of time.

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

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

As time went by, the trumpet creeper's farmland became more and more prosperous, with all kinds of magical plants growing strong and bearing abundant fruit.

He used these fruits to create many magical items, such as nightlights, thorn vine potions, fire flower spells, frost leaves, and phantom fruits.

These items not only helped him survive in the fantastical farmland, but also allowed him to gradually grasp the secrets of this land.

In the process of cultivating the miraculous plants, Ling Xiao gradually discovered that these plants not only produced miraculous fruits, but also hid some mysterious powers.

He discovered that whenever he touched these plants, a warm energy flowed into his body. This energy made him feel energized and even healed some minor injuries.

The old farmer told him that the power of these plants came from the spirit of the land. This land was the core of the magical farmland, containing endless energy, and these plants were the carriers of that energy.

As long as Ling Xiao can establish a deep connection with this land and its plants, he will gain even greater power.

To better communicate with the land and plants, Lingxiao began learning an ancient incantation. This incantation allowed him to communicate with the land and plants, and understand their needs and feelings.

He would spend time each day chanting incantations, deeply sensing the essence of the earth and the plants. As time went on, the connection between the trumpet creeper and the earth and the plants grew stronger.

He could feel the pulse of the earth and hear the whispers of the plants. He discovered that these plants not only had life, but also their own feelings and consciousness. They would thrive because of his care, and wither because of his neglect.

One day, Lingxiao discovered a strange plant in the farmland. Its leaves were iridescent and emitted a mesmerizing glow.

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

Suddenly, he felt a powerful force surge into his body, and he began to tremble, as if a mysterious power was awakening the potential deep within him. The old farmer, seeing this, smiled with satisfaction.

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

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This plant is called the "Spiritual Root," and 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 completely new power; his body became lighter, and his senses became sharper. He could feel the energy flowing in the air and hear faint sounds in the distance.

He knew that he had entered a new realm.

"Next, you will face even more challenges."

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

A few days later, one morning, Ling Xiao went to the farmland as usual to tend to his plants. However, as he walked deeper into the farmland, he discovered an unusual area.

The ground there subsided slightly, forming a deep fissure from which black mist continuously billowed, carrying an unsettling aura. Ling Xiao was startled; he had never seen anything like it before. He cautiously approached the fissure, attempting to use incantations to sense its origin.

However, as he approached, a powerful, evil force suddenly surged from the crack, forcing him back several steps. He felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, as if some evil thing was awakening from the crack.

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

"This is a shadow rift, a passage from another world to here," he said in a low voice. "It shouldn't have appeared; some force must have broken the balance of space."

"What should we do?" Ling Xiao asked nervously. "We must stop it," the old farmer said in a deep voice. "If we allow the shadow rift to expand, the entire fantasy farm will be in danger."

Just then, a low roar suddenly came from the crack, and then a huge monster crawled out of it. Its body was like a black shadow, without a fixed shape, its eyes flashed with blood red light, and it let out a terrifying howl.

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

Although Ling Xiao was afraid, he knew he couldn't back down. He quickly returned to the hut, prepared some nightlights, thorn vine potions, and fire flower talismans, and then cautiously approached the crack.

As he approached the monster, a powerful, evil force swept over him. He felt dizzy, as if bound by an invisible force.

He gritted his teeth, trying to stay awake. He raised the nightlight and shone it on the monster.

The monster seemed afraid of the light, letting out a scream and retreating. "Quickly, use the Flame Flower Spell!" the old farmer shouted.

Ling Xiao reacted quickly and threw the Flame Flower Talisman at the monster. The talisman ignited on the monster's body, emitting dazzling flames. The monster struggled in the flames, letting out painful roars.

Taking the opportunity, Ling Xiao applied the thorn vine potion to his wounds and felt them heal rapidly, his strength returning to his body.

"Use the power of the spiritual root!" the old farmer reminded him. Ling Xiao remembered the seven-colored spiritual root, closed his eyes, and tried to feel its powerful energy.

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

He opened his eyes, pushed his hands forward, and a beam of seven-colored light shot out from his hands, striking the monster directly. The monster let out a shrill scream as its body was pierced by the light, then turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

The cracks gradually healed after the monster disappeared, and the fantastical farmland returned to peace. Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but his body was utterly exhausted.

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

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

(End of this chapter)