After harvesting the land, Ling Xue looked up in the direction of Xiao Luo, and met his surprised gaze.
Xiao Luo gave Ling Xue a thumbs-up to show his appreciation, but a feeling of sadness welled up inside him. He, a once formidable psychic warrior, was now no match for a frail and sickly girl, and felt a bit disappointed.
While he was daydreaming, Ling Xue had slowly walked up to him.
"Xiaoxue, you are really amazing. You are much faster than me!" Xiao Luo still admires Lingxue's hard work.
"No, it's just the tools that are more convenient for you!" Ling Xue said, handing Xiao Luo a refined sickle.
"You're being too modest!" Although Xiao Luo didn't quite believe Ling Xue's words, he still cooperated and took the sickle Ling Xue handed over. "If it works, we'll know after we try it!"
"Try it!" Ling Xue knew at a glance that Xiao Luo didn't really believe what she said before.
The result was obvious. Xiao Luo immediately felt the magic of this sickle! This is really a harvesting tool! With just a light touch, he can put down a piece of grass. Xiao Luo was so excited that he almost jumped up!
"I'd better give it to you! I'm a grown man with great strength, it would be a waste if you let me use it!" Xiao Luo thought, how could he have the nerve to ask for such a good thing, so he decided to let the girl use it herself!
Ling Xue smiled and said to Xiao Luo, "I'll leave this one for you. I have another one!"
Xiao Luo looked at Ling Xue taking out another identical sickle from the space bag, and felt relieved. "It's good that you still have a use for it. Then leave this one to me! With such a good tool, let's try to harvest more goodies!"
"Okay! Come on!" Ling Xue said as she walked forward. She was going to find a good piece of land to harvest again!
Xiao Luo also quickly walked in another direction. Just kidding, with such a good tool, he was going to start killing everyone!
Ling Xue didn't find any large wheat plots, but she did find five or six small plots of six or seven square meters each, and some even smaller plots of two or three square meters. She probably missed some of them because the people before her were too small, but she didn't mind at all. With one harvesting spell, she could collect an entire plot, which was quite convenient.
As she harvested wheat, she watched her experience in gathering skills increase rapidly, and her mood was soaring to the sky.
Slowly, Ling Xue fell behind.
I turned around and looked around. There were not many people around. Everyone was running forward in a swarm, as if afraid of being left behind.
Ling Xue felt that it didn't matter where she was, as long as she could collect good things, it was good enough, there was no need to rush forward!
She was tidying up the small plots of wheat in the back, looking very leisurely.
Seeing a green meadow in front of her left and the emerald green leaves among the slender grass stems, Ling Xue became excited!
Is that a sweet potato?
When I walked in, I saw that it was true!
It’s sweet potato!
This is a second-level energy ingredient, oh my god, I’m rich!
Without saying a word, Ling Xue started collecting!
The sweet potatoes after the apocalypse grow very well. The smallest one is 30cm long and 10cm in diameter. Each one is smooth and even, and looks so lovely!
Looking at the large sweet potato field that had been ignored by the group of people in front, Ling Xue thought, this time it’s stable, the capital is back!
Ling Xue's high-speed brain didn't slow her hands down; her harvesting skills had already reached a new level. Each time, she could cleanly gather the sweet potatoes within a ten-square-meter area, and even sort the roots, stems, and leaves into three designated large metal boxes. It was incredibly convenient!
The people in front were so busy grabbing large tracts of wheat fields that they didn’t have time to search the surroundings carefully. They didn’t even realize how many good things they had missed!
Ling Xue no longer had time to think about anything else and was only focused on collecting these sweet potatoes.
