Brown chestnuts and pyracanthas, and many business territories have not learned the basic knowledge, so they have been separated long ago and arranged according to the plan to live on a mountain peak about 10 kilometers away from Turtle Shell Peak.

Banbu asked Pyracantha to guard the territory, took over the brown chestnut, who was about to be promoted to a senior warrior, and personally gave it a lesson.

Danzhu, a young warrior from Huozhu Mountain, took it over and taught all kinds of knowledge together.

Xiaobaizhu also took it and allowed it to listen.

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dry season.

The Red Ghost King led the team and the first batch of 2oo bags of oak wreckage were transported back.

The wreckage has good quality, the surface of the tree body and the buried underground tend to be petrified, and the exposed air part is severely weathered and decayed. These wreckages have lost their force nature and are listed as low quality.

The inner core of the tree body is relatively well preserved, with residual force, and is considered a high-quality wreckage.

The first batch of 2oo bags are low-quality wreckage.

Li Zhufeng left 1oo bags, 5o bags were sent to Chijian County, 2o bags were sent to Chuirong County, and 15 bags were sent to Qinggangshan and the Boxyang Mountain Range.

At this time, Datou and Cattail were busy.

On a whim, Banbu caught Barba from the lake and helped calculate the weight. He brought three little guys, including Brown Chest, Danzhu and Little Whitezhu, and taught them how to configure fertilizer for different plants.

First, the turmeric tea is turmeric tea. The oak remains are more in line with it and are quite good fertilizer.

"Oil tea!"

"Tuuu oil tea, good afternoon."

Banbu held a large pot of mixed fertilizer with debris, slags, and wood ash, waved his tentacles to greet him, and said to Xiao Baizhu: "Be careful, stick to the roots of the tree and dig up the floating soil."

Looking at the oil tea lying on the spider silk bag, Xiao Baizhu was a little scared.

The turmeric tea went wild and shouted: "Banbu, you brought the annoying little warriors to my territory again! Drive them away quickly!"

"And this little mouse, what does it want to do? Oil tea, ate it."

Oil Tea keenly felt the anger of the turtle oil tea tree spirit, wielded its tail, and said, "Banbu, the turtle oil tea doesn't seem to like the little warriors entering its territory."

"I will teach them to fertilize and it will be fine soon." Banbu said to the oil tea, ignoring the rage of the turtle oil tea, and asked Barba: "Baba, how are the recent condition of the turtle oil tea? How effective is the fertilizer I have with it?"

"Shameless!" Barba was too lazy to argue with Banbu and said, "It's in good condition. The oak wreckage is very suitable for it. All the 1oo bags are used on it. Then use the 1oo bags of oak wreckage with better quality and become promoted to the cockroach king. Its output should be up to 20,000 pieces, and the quality can reach the best quality."

"This is the limit that the tree species 'oil tea' can strengthen. You must know that it was originally just a small tree."

"I understand." Banbu tweaked his tentacles.

So far, the use of bounded tree remains and plant gene liquid for turquoise oil tea, and then the use of oak remains should also reach the limit of racial gene improvement.

After a series of reinforcements, its output doubled and its quality increased by two small grades.

The annual income generated will more than double, and in the future it will be higher than the seeds of the Red Killer Tree God Given by the Red Killer Cock King, which is a good return.

Xiaobaizhuxun dug three small holes under the tree and then stayed far away from the oil tea.

Banbu poured a large pot of mixed fertilizer into the pit and backfilled the floating soil.

"Tube oil tea likes wet, so pour some water."

Xiaobaizhu acted immediately.

There is a faucet nearby, with two types of water-pitting buckets of size and size.

Xiaobaizhu carried a bucket and went forward to water it.

Banbu swung his tentacles again and said, "Brown Li, you are a high-level warrior soon. Don't be lazy, go and help."

"Banbu, I am still an intermediate soldier at the moment." Brown Li lay beside him, not moving.

It turns out that it is a baby brought up by Pyracantha, and he is full of bad habits.

"I'll go!"

Danzhu was in high spirits and wanted to help, but was pressed by Banbu's claws.

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"You are too young to carry, watch honestly and don't make trouble."

The turtle oil tea, who was just furious, realized that the fertilizer used this time was different from the past, and his attitude changed, and asked, "What is Banbu?"

"Good thing." Ban Buyang said, "A pot of 3,000 raw stones will be deducted from your income next year."

"What!" The mood that had just calmed down on the turmeric tea was ignited again, and he roared: "I don't want it! Take the things away! I don't need that broken thing! Don't lie to my rough stone!"

It's still fun to be mentally retarded.

Banbu laughed and said, "Tube oil tea, don't be excited, I'll joke with you."

The turmeric tea was silent and said seriously: "Banbu, I didn't joke with you, I can't even lose a rough stone!"

"..." Banbu was speechless and knocked on the metal basin with his toes, saying: "In the future, there will be a basin every day, free gifts, and your income will not be reduced by a rough stone."

Banbu suddenly thought and asked: "Barba, do you think there is a possibility that the debris of the God-given seeds are used to strengthen the debris of the God-given seeds, which are excellent in themselves, will be promoted to the God-given seeds."

Barba replied affirmatively: "Impossible."

Banbu asked, "Why?"

Barba said: "Soul Limit. Banbu, haven't you appeared long ago? The souls of the dragon tree spirit and the nine-leaf red lotus tree spirit are different, and there is an essential difference from the ordinary god-given tree spirit."

"In fact, Tata was also very smart before. It mastered almost all the knowledge of the Capas tribe. The most amazing thing is that it is not as stubborn as other god-given tree spirits. Knowing that the Capas tribe is over, it wisely chose to surrender to the human race."

How could this be wise? Is this betrayal?

Banbu complained secretly.

Barba continued: "The soul of the Tata Tree Spirit is slowly recovering. I guess it will heal when it completes three transformations and grows. Maybe, it can regain the lost memories."

Banbu asked, "The soul difference that cannot be compensated for in the acquired world?"

"This difference in the Force plants can be compared to the difference in human cultivation talent, which naturally determines the strength and weakness." Barba said carefully:

"The day after tomorrow, we can make up for it through various means, using the debris of the God-given seed or equivalents to strengthen it. After repeated transformation and growth, it can be slowly improved. It cannot be achieved overnight. On the contrary, it requires an extremely long process, and the level of the Force biological is definitely difficult to achieve."

Barba finally said: "I heard Feilin talk about it. It seems that humans have done similar experiments, and there is no successful precedent. It is said that the soul is in the end and cannot be qualitatively transformed and broken through. According to the division of this planet, it can be called a 'degod product'. There is no relevant experimental information in my database, so I can't tell you more."

Barbard paused and continued to add: "If Tata does not seek refuge in humans, its torso will definitely be made into nutrients, and the soul will become the main material for similar experiments."

Banbu roughly understood what Barba meant, turned his mind and asked, "I am now investing in all kinds of good things to strengthen the genes for turmeric tea. The benefits it gains will be reflected in my next metamorphosis and evolution of the cockroach king, right?"

Barba said: "It's always been like this."

Ban Bu said: "The cockroach king has come to an end, so you said it has reached its limit, right?"

Barba said: "That's right. You can't continue to evolve, it can't continue to transform into growth for the fourth time, you are all locked at the level of the Force creature."

Banbu asked, "What if I can? That means that in the cockroach king stage, I will continue to use the debris of the God-given God-given debris to improve the turmeric oil tea, and can it continue to improve in the future?"

"In theory, this is the case." Barba said: "But, according to my observation of the Nine-Leaf Red Lotus, it is very certain that the gene lock cannot be broken. The Nine-Leaf Red Lotus has far surpassed you, both in terms of genetic talent and soul will. You will definitely not be able to do anything that it cannot do."

"That's not necessarily." Ban Bu said: "As short as decades, as long as a hundred years, there should be a conclusion."

The turmeric tea has been alert to the two little guys, Brown Lily and Danzhu, and kept urging Banbu to take them away quickly.

Banbu shook his tentacles and greeted: "Let's go down the mountain to see the tower."
Chapter completed!