Chapter 152: Seven Flowers on a Vine - (1)
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Chapter 152: Seven Flowers on a Vine - (1)
Hua Mi lowered his head and realized he was clad in worn-out coarse clothes.
His knees, elbows, and various spots were heavily worn, caked with dirt, as if just finished with labor.
He had no clue where this outfit came from; he couldn't recall ever seeing it before.
How did this end up on me?
More strangely, he only noticed it now.
Since waking up, Hua Mi felt groggy, as if he hadn't slept at all.
Pressing his brow, he sensed something he'd forgotten, a hollow feeling, yet unable to recall it. It was like a sealed-off part of his mind.
"Have you seen my black robe?" Hua Mi sought answers from the outside world.
"Black robe?" Xiao Hong tilted her head, eyeing him oddly. "What black robe?"
"The one I usually wear."
"But you always wear these clothes. There's no black robe at all."
"Really"
Hua Mi furrowed his brow.
After Xiao Hong's comment, upon closer thought, he indeed wore this outfit usually. A black robe wouldn't suit him at all.
Chances were he'd never wear a black robe in his life.
Hua Mi suddenly jolted, reflexively turning towards the corner of the wooden house.
A moment ago, he felt as though something was watching him.
But staring in that direction, there was nothing.
"Probably overthinking it. I'm just an ordinary person, no eyes in the back of my head, how could I sense something from behind... must be an illusion."
Hua Mi pondered for a moment, shook his head, and stopped dwelling on these trivial matters.
Amidst the mist, he moved toward the right front of the wooden house, arriving at a clearing amidst the woods.
The first thing he saw was a structure made from wooden sticks.
Entwined around it was a lush, verdant vine with thriving leaves.
Within the leaves were seven flowers of different colors, side by side.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple
Currently, only the petals of the red flower were open; the other six remained closed.
As he approached the vine, the closed flowers suddenly seemed to come to life, swaying back and forth.
Simultaneously, shrill cries came from within the petals:
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
A stream of water condensed around her body, continuously generating and dividing into countless droplets, falling into the field.
This was her unique ability, the power to create and control water flow.
In fact, each of the seven flower spirits had unique abilities.
Hua Mi relied on them to survive in this forest.
With the irrigation by the cyan flower spirit's water magic, it didn't take long for the field to become thoroughly moist.
The crops enjoyed the rain-like blessing, swaying happily.
The artificial rainfall was successfully completed.
The cyan flower spirit flew back to him, wearing an expression that sought praise.
"Amazing," Hua Mi praised.
"Hehe." The cyan flower spirit joyfully spun around.
Her sisters, seeing this, also displayed their own powers to Hua Mi.
The red flower spirit suddenly grew, reaching the height of a tall tree.
This enlargement wasn't just superficial; her strength increased in proportion.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The red flower spirit walked step by step, a few steps to a large tree.
"The farmland needs expansion! Watch me."
She hugged the tree trunk and, "Hey," yanked it.
The large tree was pulled out effortlessly, roots and all, cascading a heap of soil.
Boom
Throwing the tree aside, the red flower spirit clapped, hands on her hips, chest out, sporting a confident smile.
"Not bad."
Hua Mi praised the red flower spirit without sparing any compliments.
"Watch me chop this tree into firewood!"
The yellow flower spirit said, flying above the trunk, then plunging straight down, creating a crack upon impact.
Unharmed, she continued flying up and down, using herself as a blade, cutting the trunk into small pieces.
"Let me see if this can be used as firewood."
The green flower spirit expelled a flame, instantly igniting the chopped firewood.
"Good, very good. All of you are very capable."
Hua Mi praised continuously, like an elder watching children perform their talents.
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Chapter 152: Seven Flowers on a Vine - (1)
Hua Mi lowered his head and realized he was clad in worn-out coarse clothes.
His knees, elbows, and various spots were heavily worn, caked with dirt, as if just finished with labor.
He had no clue where this outfit came from; he couldn't recall ever seeing it before.
How did this end up on me?
More strangely, he only noticed it now.
Since waking up, Hua Mi felt groggy, as if he hadn't slept at all.
Pressing his brow, he sensed something he'd forgotten, a hollow feeling, yet unable to recall it. It was like a sealed-off part of his mind.
"Have you seen my black robe?" Hua Mi sought answers from the outside world.
"Black robe?" Xiao Hong tilted her head, eyeing him oddly. "What black robe?"
"The one I usually wear."
"But you always wear these clothes. There's no black robe at all."
"Really"
Hua Mi furrowed his brow.
After Xiao Hong's comment, upon closer thought, he indeed wore this outfit usually. A black robe wouldn't suit him at all.
Chances were he'd never wear a black robe in his life.
Hua Mi suddenly jolted, reflexively turning towards the corner of the wooden house.
A moment ago, he felt as though something was watching him.
But staring in that direction, there was nothing.
"Probably overthinking it. I'm just an ordinary person, no eyes in the back of my head, how could I sense something from behind... must be an illusion."
Hua Mi pondered for a moment, shook his head, and stopped dwelling on these trivial matters.
Amidst the mist, he moved toward the right front of the wooden house, arriving at a clearing amidst the woods.
The first thing he saw was a structure made from wooden sticks.
Entwined around it was a lush, verdant vine with thriving leaves.
Within the leaves were seven flowers of different colors, side by side.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple
Currently, only the petals of the red flower were open; the other six remained closed.
As he approached the vine, the closed flowers suddenly seemed to come to life, swaying back and forth.
Simultaneously, shrill cries came from within the petals:
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
A stream of water condensed around her body, continuously generating and dividing into countless droplets, falling into the field.
This was her unique ability, the power to create and control water flow.
In fact, each of the seven flower spirits had unique abilities.
Hua Mi relied on them to survive in this forest.
With the irrigation by the cyan flower spirit's water magic, it didn't take long for the field to become thoroughly moist.
The crops enjoyed the rain-like blessing, swaying happily.
The artificial rainfall was successfully completed.
The cyan flower spirit flew back to him, wearing an expression that sought praise.
"Amazing," Hua Mi praised.
"Hehe." The cyan flower spirit joyfully spun around.
Her sisters, seeing this, also displayed their own powers to Hua Mi.
The red flower spirit suddenly grew, reaching the height of a tall tree.
This enlargement wasn't just superficial; her strength increased in proportion.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The red flower spirit walked step by step, a few steps to a large tree.
"The farmland needs expansion! Watch me."
She hugged the tree trunk and, "Hey," yanked it.
The large tree was pulled out effortlessly, roots and all, cascading a heap of soil.
Boom
Throwing the tree aside, the red flower spirit clapped, hands on her hips, chest out, sporting a confident smile.
"Not bad."
Hua Mi praised the red flower spirit without sparing any compliments.
"Watch me chop this tree into firewood!"
The yellow flower spirit said, flying above the trunk, then plunging straight down, creating a crack upon impact.
Unharmed, she continued flying up and down, using herself as a blade, cutting the trunk into small pieces.
"Let me see if this can be used as firewood."
The green flower spirit expelled a flame, instantly igniting the chopped firewood.
"Good, very good. All of you are very capable."
Hua Mi praised continuously, like an elder watching children perform their talents.
Chapter 152: Seven Flowers on a Vine - 1Hua Mi lowered his head and realized he was clad in worn-out coarse clothes.His knees, elbows, and various spots were heavily worn, caked with dirt, as if just finished with labor.He had no clue where this outfit came from; he couldn't recall ever seeing it before.How did this end up on me?More strangely, he only noticed it now.Since waking up, Hua Mi felt groggy, as if he hadn't slept at all.Pressing his brow, he sensed something he'd forgotten, a hollow feeling, yet unable to recall it. It was like a sealed-off part of his mind."Have you seen my black robe?" Hua Mi sought answers from the outside world."Black robe?" Xiao Hong tilted her head, eyeing him oddly. "What black robe?""The one I usually wear.""But you always wear these clothes. There's no black robe at all.""Really"Hua Mi furrowed his brow.After Xiao Hong's comment, upon closer thought, he indeed wore this outfit usually. A black robe wouldn't suit him at all.Chances were he'd never wear a black robe in his life.Hua Mi suddenly jolted, reflexively turning towards the corner of the wooden house.A moment ago, he felt as though something was watching him.But staring in that direction, there was nothing."Probably overthinking it. I'm just an ordinary person, no eyes in the back of my head, how could I sense something from behind... must be an illusion."Hua Mi pondered for a moment, shook his head, and stopped dwelling on these trivial matters.Amidst the mist, he moved toward the right front of the wooden house, arriving at a clearing amidst the woods.The first thing he saw was a structure made from wooden sticks.Entwined around it was a lush, verdant vine with thriving leaves.Within the leaves were seven flowers of different colors, side by side.Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purpleCurrently, only the petals of the red flower were open; the other six remained closed.As he approached the vine, the closed flowers suddenly seemed to come to life, swaying back and forth.Simultaneously, shrill cries came from within the petals:"Brother!""Brother!""Brother!"A stream of water condensed around her body, continuously generating and dividing into countless droplets, falling into the field.This was her unique ability, the power to create and control water flow.In fact, each of the seven flower spirits had unique abilities.Hua Mi relied on them to survive in this forest.With the irrigation by the cyan flower spirit's water magic, it didn't take long for the field to become thoroughly moist.The crops enjoyed the rain-like blessing, swaying happily.The artificial rainfall was successfully completed.The cyan flower spirit flew back to him, wearing an expression that sought praise."Amazing," Hua Mi praised."Hehe." The cyan flower spirit joyfully spun around.Her sisters, seeing this, also displayed their own powers to Hua Mi.The red flower spirit suddenly grew, reaching the height of a tall tree.This enlargement wasn't just superficial; her strength increased in proportion.Thud!Thud!Thud!The red flower spirit walked step by step, a few steps to a large tree."The farmland needs expansion! Watch me."She hugged the tree trunk and, "Hey," yanked it.The large tree was pulled out effortlessly, roots and all, cascading a heap of soil.BoomThrowing the tree aside, the red flower spirit clapped, hands on her hips, chest out, sporting a confident smile."Not bad."Hua Mi praised the red flower spirit without sparing any compliments."Watch me chop this tree into firewood!"The yellow flower spirit said, flying above the trunk, then plunging straight down, creating a crack upon impact.Unharmed, she continued flying up and down, using herself as a blade, cutting the trunk into small pieces."Let me see if this can be used as firewood."The green flower spirit expelled a flame, instantly igniting the chopped firewood."Good, very good. All of you are very capable."Hua Mi praised continuously, like an elder watching children perform their talents.
