Chapter 249

Although the high-tech park is still far from Qingjiang, the water vapor volatilized from this wasteland full of plants still makes the interior of the construction site very humid and muggy.

The hottest noon has passed, and a slight drop in temperature this afternoon will lead to heavier moisture.

Ye Mo takes a sickle from the security room and walks forward while cutting the weeds in the way. He seems to have no feeling for this damp and muggy heat. However, sun Desheng is different. Although he doesn't work, he is weak. After being baptized by the hot air with the smell of straw pulp, the whole person has been beaten through with sweat.

"How long will it take? Aren't you kidding me?"

Ye Mo walks and stops all the way. He cuts two knives on the other side, and then cuts two knives on the other side. Aimlessly, sun Desheng finally breaks out after wiping his sweat and rubbing his face. He looks at Ye Mo with questioning eyes and asks.

"Soon."

Ye Mo's head didn't return either. He twitched his nose and felt the unusual pungent smell hidden in the smell of weed slurry.

It's really difficult to find this thing hidden in the water vapor. We can only roughly determine its position by feeling the strength.

At this time, a gust of wind blew in the wasteland, and some dried grass dust was lifted by the wind. Ye Mo narrowed his eyes. A lot of bright things floated not far from the front, and were immediately dispersed by the wind in a short moment.

It's here!

Ye Mo gets excited and quickly swings his sickle. He cuts the grass and rushes to the grass with a lot of glittering powder.

When sun Desheng saw Ye Mo's action, he stood in the same place and didn't pass. So did ye mo before. He ran for nothing for several times. Each time, the other party just ran to smell it and then ran to another place to dig.

Ye Mo doesn't bother to talk to sun Desheng at this time. After arriving at that position, he doesn't dare to use a sickle. Instead, he uses his hand to pull away the grass and constantly pull out the weeds. After a few efforts, ye Mo stops his work and a spore like a mushroom appears in front of him.

This cluster of "mushrooms" only grows in this place. It looks like a cluster of more than a dozen. Most of the empty bags at the front end have been broken, and some shiny spore residues can be seen on it, but there are still new sporangia to be formed under the rupture.

There are still five relatively round cysts, which are about to mature and rupture.

Interestingly, this cluster looks like a naturally growing "mushroom", but it is surrounded by a circle of black line, and an iron card is hung on the black line.

Yemo is not surprised. This kind of fungus can not grow naturally. Although it is a plant, it is more appropriate to describe it as a processed semi-finished product.

The spores of this fungus group are recorded in the green sac classic, which is called Huarong powder. It is a special herbal medicine that can make people sleepy, accelerate metabolism and continuously excrete water from the body. The degree varies from person to person.

It needs to be hybridized with several specific fungi and watered with potions with trace toxins to grow naturally.

In traditional Chinese medicine, Huarong powder was originally used as a targeted and specific drug for the treatment of rheumatism. However, the cultivation of Huarong powder was very troublesome and toxic. Generally, it was not an old doctor who had worked for many years. It was easy for patients to dehydrate and die in their sleep if they were not allowed to use it. Therefore, this prescription was abandoned later.

Yemo carefully pulls out the spore sac that has not yet burst, receives it in the medicine bottle, and there is no waste of what has broken. One by one, he pulls it out and puts it into the medicine bottle.

This kind of thing does not have the ability to reproduce. With a little less, it can continue to grow new ones, but it is obviously difficult to form new ones.

After collecting everything, Yemo reaches out and picks up the iron card hanging on the black line. After turning it over, his pupil shrinks slightly.

The symbol as like as two peas on the iron needle of Li Yonghai's original weapon.

Ye Mo quickly puts down the medical box and reaches for a hook in the interlayer. A bamboo tube with dark color and clever shape is taken out of the medical box by Ye mo. Ye Mo gives back two to Li Yonghai. This one is waiting to be used for comparison in the future.

Pick up the iron card in one hand and flip the bottom of the bamboo concealed weapon in the other hand. Put the two special symbols together. Sure enough, it's not bad!

This special seal character is the word "Kui" written in an abandoned ancient method, that is to say, this fungus group is likely to belong to the race named Tang Kui!

Although it is troublesome to cultivate the bacteria, once it is grown in the bacteria dish and planted in the land, it will be the same as ordinary plants, and even more vitality. It will take about three months to form, and then the first growing sporangium will rupture, scatter the spores inside, and then grow a new sporangium, until the whole bacteria group reaches the limit, no longer grows, and finally dies.

Ye Mo pushed it backwards. It seemed that the next wave was formed, that is, the last wave. According to Li Yonghai, the time when the first boss started construction and the three months of growth period, it was roughly estimated that this spore was planted more than half a year ago!

After reaching this conclusion, ye Mo was slightly surprised. Li Yonghai said that he had lost the trace of each other two years ago. However, the strain in front of him was planted more than half a year ago. If it was really the same person, Tang Kui probably didn't leave Guangyuan at all!

A guy who is likely to be a descendant of Tang clan is hiding in Guangyuan for what?

Ye Mo is deep in thought. This sect with a long tradition but almost broken inheritance is becoming more and more evil. Few people will go on so safely. They will be ready to achieve their goals in some way. Ye Mo can't understand this better, because he is one of them who holds the only inheritance of the green bag Sutra!

Sun Desheng felt that he was approaching the explosive value. The damn boy squatted there like a squatting pit.

The point is that he hasn't taken off his pants. Can't he go back to the hotel carpet and squat on the bed in his spare time? He has to suffer in this damn place!

In other words, I've really seen a ghost. Since I came to this wasteland, the sweat on my body is like opening the gate. I can't stop it completely.

Sun Desheng reached out and scratched his itchy back. However, what he caught was a shirt that had been soaked with sweat. For a moment, he became more manic.