HBWnovel Chapter 471 Hello, Vegetative State 5
Chapter 471 Hello, Vegetative State 5
And the more you plant, the more you get.
The kind whose effects increase with each planting.
There is no distinction between mother and non-mother, and there is no risk of atavism.
What bad intentions could Liu Fengping possibly have?
It's simply a wish that humanity has more clear-headed genes.
Humanity has awakened.
They can also stay by the side of a person in a vegetative state.
Try to get as much as you can.
This can be considered as her accumulating good karma for herself, not taking the benefits given by the world's consciousness for nothing.
People and trees come and go in a hurry.
Things have come to pass back home.
Rong Xiaoshu climbed onto Liu Fengping's back and went back to the Botanical City to collect food rations, both for people and trees.
Whether or not you eat the food you receive is one thing, but you definitely can't refuse it.
The person in a vegetative state who received the supplies was quite satisfied.
This kind of simple, honest kid is much better than a picky eater who insists on drinking cola, eating pickled bamboo shoots, or smelling fermented herring.
Forget about style or anything like that.
They are the type who won't listen to reason or reason, and are only focused on discovering the strange foods of Lanxing.
Is this what is meant by "southern oranges turn into northern trifoliate oranges" in Chinese?
Lanxing has arrived.
He was born in Lanxing.
They are more likely to pick up Lanxing's bad habits.
Unlike those law-abiding old things that were born in their hometown and have never tried to hibernate.
The "old thing" that distributed the supplies was a large redwood tree.
Its branches resemble nimble little snakes or the tentacles of an octopus, twisting and turning to push the wooden cart to each offspring.
There's a kid next to Rongbao who looks like he's sitting on the ground.
It is short in stature with thick leaves and a huge flower bud on its head.
It's like a person whose head is just legs.
But it still pretends to be cute.
The curled lemon-colored leaves resemble hands cupping a face, while the flower buds are black.
Rongbao just wanted to reverse and adjust the colors of it after seeing it.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Big head, are you poisoned?"
Among the vegetative state patients, Rongbao has always been a character who is harsh and unforgiving, and she doesn't mince words at all.
Big Head was indeed speechless at its words.
It refuted its own kind with a sense of grievance.
"Even if you get poisoned, I won't get poisoned!"
Big Head wasn't just spouting nonsense.
The black color on its head is the result of countless years of accumulation; each period of dormancy is a time for gathering energy.
The banyan tree, personified, scoffed.
It's a bit like the mischievous kid in a vegetative state.
Then he would give the other party a perfunctory reply.
"Yes, yes, yes, you're right, you're absolutely right."
Big Head was agreed upon but still felt inexplicably uncomfortable, so he could only turn to the old vegetative man distributing supplies for help.
What can an elderly person in a vegetative state say?
It wouldn't take on that task; instead, it used a tree branch to lift the two of them up and push them apart, one on each side.
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Talk about it.
The tribe is currently debating whether or not to separate humans from their offspring.
Let's quarantine.
It's a good thing that the offspring can learn fewer human words they shouldn't during their seedling growth period.
No quarantine?
If the offspring can absorb more human characteristics and learn more about the habits of small humans, it will help them successfully transform Lanxing.
Another point.
We cannot pretend we don't know what the World Consciousness has said.
Human involvement is necessary in matters concerning Lanxing.
A person in a vegetative state cannot be treated like livestock.
The longer the vegetative state patients occupy Lanxing, the longer they will need to cooperate with humans.
The closer to humans.
The more you understand the "Tao" they pursue, the more you can comprehend it.
That's why the original owner had a large number of companions in his previous life.
The world consciousness originally thought.
How smart can these wooden plants be? If humans use their brains and learn more, Lanxing can level up once the plant-like beings are gone.
Who knew that a person in a vegetative state could find loopholes?
Those who entered the botanical city did not remember to pass on the message.
Even if I remember to send a message.
The content will only be wildly popular.
He never mentioned the things his colleagues had said they were gone.
It goes without saying that it spreads hatred.
Liu Fengping couldn't understand their convoluted thoughts.
She ran over to Rongbao with small, quick steps.
The fellow redwood enthusiast sighed upon seeing this.
Humans are such fragile creatures, how could they possibly be suited to live alongside them?
They also need to be fed like ants.
Tsk tsk.
Forget it.
I will never try to reason with the world again.
It's pointless to talk about it.
He even made a vow without fully understanding what was going on.
The little banyan tree didn't want to catch the redwood's anxiety, so it pushed its little cart away and slipped away, sending Liu Fengping flying into the air before catching it again.
The plant buds nearby clapped and cheered.
The plant people sounded relieved.
His words were full of praise for the sapling.
"It gets along really well with humans."
"He should be relieved to know this, right?"
"I know, this is a variety show. Banyan Tree has integrated local culture very well."
"..."
People in a vegetative state have their own topics of conversation.
The same goes for the humans beside the plant.
People weren't completely out of their minds yet; they still remembered to worry about their fellow human beings, unlike the later Plant City which was so outrageous.
The middle-aged man next to Gray Mold was also among them.
During the day, he was still envious of the ordinary plants around Liu Fengping.
Now I suddenly realize that my little plant is actually not bad, at least it is emotionally stable and doesn't treat itself like a ball.
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Another frail old man pointed to the sky and spoke.
"This...this won't kill anyone, will it?"
A 30-year-old woman carrying a butcher's knife replied to him.
"Judging from the fact that she's not struggling, she must be used to it, so there's probably nothing wrong with her."
The old man was brought in to make up the numbers for plant research.
There's no need to worry about suffering such a misfortune.
"That's good, that's good. It seems they know how to handle these plants."