"Brother Lin, should we plant here? Do we need to space them further apart?"
"Brother Lin, your hoe."
"Brother Lin, should we compact the soil more?"
On the open ground,
Qi Liu followed Jiang Lin, handing him a hoe or a sapling from time to time.
At the same time, he didn't neglect his own sapling,
Finding a flat spot next to where Jiang Lin was planting, he planted his sapling.
With every step, he would first ask Jiang Lin.
Liu Yao had tried to speak several times, but Qi Liu had already asked his questions.
In a short while, she hadn't even managed to say a word to the streamer!
She hadn't even been able to get close to the streamer!
She couldn't take it anymore.
"Qi Liu!" Liu Yao gritted her teeth and shouted.
"Yes!"
Qi Liu, holding a sapling, turned his head and flashed a hearty smile, his eight teeth gleaming white.
"Sister, what do you need? Do you need help?
Wait a moment, I'll come over once I'm done planting."
"..." Liu Yao met his dazzling smile and the string of fluent words.
All the words she had prepared suddenly got stuck in her throat.
She even felt like she was being unreasonable.
"No, nothing," she mumbled.
She suddenly felt flustered.
...
"I think I saw myself."
"Suddenly I don't know if I should be angry anymore (laughing_crying.jpg)"
Many viewers in the live stream suddenly felt a sense of empathy.
Isn't this 'another me in the world'?
Not good at communicating with people, stutters when nervous, a bit socially anxious.
And can be moved by the sudden friendliness of strangers.
"Social butterflies are really amazing."
"Really, every time I see someone at a party who can get along with everyone in minutes, I envy them but I can never learn."
"Someone so cheerful must have many friends."
...
Not far away,
The elite man dug a hole and carefully placed the sapling inside.
Then he filled the surrounding gaps with soil.
When he was almost done, he looked up and saw the three people gathered lively over there.
His heart remained unmoved.
Newbies always liked to stick together and do time-wasting things.
The elite man shifted his gaze and saw a sapling casually placed in a corner.
There was no one around the sapling.
He realized something and scanned all the open spaces within his sight.
Indeed, he didn't see the woman in the red dress.
"Stupid."
The elite man pushed up his glasses, a cold light glinting in his eyes.
Each person could only receive one sapling per day.
Wasting a sapling meant wasting a chance to live.
If that woman didn't want it, he wouldn't mind taking it for her.
"Hello, how do I get to Yingying Mountain?"
The elite man found Uncle Feng, who was planting saplings.
Unlike the volunteers, Uncle Feng still had many saplings in his basket; he seemed to be planting them all.
Hearing the voice, Uncle Feng straightened up and pointed in a direction:
"Go down the small path from here. When you reach the foot of the mountain, choose the left path at every fork. You'll reach Yingying Mountain."
"Oh, right,"
Uncle Feng looked at the three people near Jiang Lin, "Only one person can go up Yingying Mountain at a time.
Otherwise, if the mountain spirit sees you all being noisy, it might follow you back."
Mountain spirit?
As expected, fetching water was also a way to trigger a horror phenomenon.
The kind that could easily cost one's life.
The elite man interpreted this silently and continued to ask expressionlessly, "Do I have to use the mineral water bottles in the basket to collect water? Can't I use others?"
"The mountain spirits won't be happy if you take too much," Uncle Feng said, then suddenly glanced at the sky.
"Everyone try to return to the foot of the mountain before dark and stay in the village. Otherwise, it will be difficult to see the path when it gets dark."
"Okay, I understand."
The elite man understood.
In an ordinary world, this would just be a concerned reminder.
But in a horror game,
This meant a death warning.
One absolutely could not stay outside at night, nor could one go out casually.
According to the usual horror game logic, one should go to sleep immediately upon nightfall.
No matter what one heard, one must not make a sound.
After asking for the information he wanted, the elite man glanced at the lively trio over there.
Holding his mineral water bottle, he walked towards the small path indicated by Uncle Feng.
Not long after he set off,
Jiang Lin and the others also finished planting their saplings.
"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, what should we do next? Should we go ask Uncle Feng too?" Qi Liu asked enthusiastically.
Jiang Lin looked at the other side of the mountain, where the woman in the red dress was descending.
As she moved further away, his perception seemed to be blocked by something and gradually blurred.
"Of course, we have to ask."
Jiang Lin retracted his gaze and replied.
Since they were NPCs, they could still interact until all the information was conveyed.
So, under the watchful eyes of Qi Liu and Liu Yao,
Jiang Lin approached Uncle Feng and asked a series of questions.
Qi Liu and Liu Yao's gazes shifted several times.
(*❦w❦) Anticipation, I see, Holy cow, It can be like this?
Jiang Lin: "The spring water can increase the survival rate of the saplings. Do I need to water them once every day? How much is appropriate?"
Uncle Feng replied dutifully, "Of course, you need to water them once every day, one bottle each time."
Jiang Lin looked at the ground beneath his feet, "The saplings are difficult to survive. Is it only because of the soil?"
Uncle Feng did not answer immediately this time. After a moment of silence, he continued,
"In fact, besides the soil problem, I suspect... mountain spirits might also cause trouble.
After the mountain treasure was stolen, everyone managed to get back half of it.
Since then, mountain spirits have often lingered on this mountain.
But don't worry, they dare not come out during the day. As long as you stay indoors at night, you'll be fine."
Qi Liu and Liu Yao, standing behind Jiang Lin, listened in stunned silence.
"So the mountain spirits are still here? Are they trying to take the remaining half of the mountain treasure?" Qi Liu couldn't help but exclaim,
"And we can't come out at night, won't the saplings be doomed to die?"
Isn't this making things difficult?
Oh, right, it's also making things difficult for the ghost messenger.
Uncle Feng looked troubled and said, "The mountain spirits dislike the smell of the spring water from Yingying Mountain, so everyone must water them sufficiently."
...
"He didn't mention so much important information!"
On the way down the mountain, Liu Yao recalled what she had just heard and felt a surge of fear.
If she had been lazy one day and didn't water them, or took half a bottle less water.
Wouldn't all her efforts with the sapling be in vain?
And the reason for the low survival rate of the saplings...
If the streamer hadn't brought it up, she wouldn't have thought of it.
After all, this was a horror world, and Uncle Feng had mentioned beings like 'mountain spirits' and 'mountain spirits'.
Most people would just think,
That the disappearance of the mountain treasure
Had caused the barrenness of half the mountain.
They wouldn't think if there was some other reason.
As Liu Yao was still marveling, Qi Liu directly exclaimed,
"Wow! Brother Lin, how is your brain wired? It's amazing!"
Liu Yao: "..."
Being a social butterfly is good.
Suddenly, Liu Yao caught sight of a red figure in her peripheral vision.
Just as she was about to remind them, she noticed that the streamer in the lead had stopped at some point.
...
(ps: ... The mushroom struggled, it really struggled, but its eyelids wouldn't open. Only one update tonight QAQ)