Cute Douluo

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In this way, under Yan Mengmeng's strength, it became the first experimental base.

Time passed quickly, and in 27 days, the first batch of potatoes was finally ripe.

After asking people to dig it out, it was about five times more than the number of seeds Yan Mengmeng gave them. This is simply a shocking thing.

There is such a good thing in the world.

Yan Mengmeng, who heard the news, was also taken aback, surprised that there was such a high output.

But this is indeed good news. If this is the case, the resource problems of various countries will not be worried at present, and Yan Mengmeng's plan can also be implemented.

The four gathered at the table again, and Yan Mengmeng began to say, "Okay, the first step is complete, and then I will wait for Zao Wou-ki to come over. Besides, I want to meet the monarch of this country."

Dugu Yan immediately replied: "Teacher Zhao will be there in ten days. As for the monarch, I will arrange for him to come."

Yan Mengmeng nodded: "Well, well, Xiao Wu remember to collect seeds, about half of them, and plant them again. Now this is far from enough."

"Good teacher."

"Lao Xue remembers to pay attention to the situation of the enemy country, so let's act separately!"

A brief arrangement was made and the meeting ended.

What Yan Mengmeng has to do now is to meet the big breasted monarch again. This thing has come out, and it is not too suitable for them to be the first experimental country.

The room is still dim, these people are still here, about a month's time, of course they won't let them eat for nothing.

Yan Mengmeng's potatoes can be successful, they are indispensable.

However, the monarch was different. He stayed here every day for a month, basically unable to reach the outside.

The main reason is that Yan Mengmeng is afraid that she can't think about it, and she can't watch her all the time, and other people don't necessarily watch her.

Now, Yan Mengmeng thinks she can let her come out and have a look.

When the dim room came to an end, Yan Mengmeng saw her again.

At this moment, she completely changed her appearance, like a beggar, lingering here.

His hair was scattered, his face was dirty, and his clothes were stained everywhere.

The eyes were full of turbidity, without a trace of color.

This is what it looks like to be a prisoner. Although she looks pitiful, Yan Mengmeng can't sympathize with her. If she is not so reckless, for her own selfishness, so many people will not lose their lives.

Seeing her like this, Yan Mengmeng lightly sighed: "Let's go out and see with me!"

The big breasted monarch ignored her, looking at Yan Mengmeng with seemingly hollow eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Afterwards, Yan Mengmeng waved her hand to untie her and forced her out.

Following Yan Mengmeng, she had been looking for a chance to commit suicide, but it was so easy. This was a titled Douluo in front of her. How could she be allowed to do anything.

Out of this gloomy room, she couldn't open her eyes with a different kind of light.

What you see in front of you is a depressed scene. There are no people on the street and no shops are open.

She didn't seem surprised at all, she had already expected this result.

Facing such a strong nation of Volker, it was incredible that they could defend this city.

Then, Yan Mengmeng took her to clean up, and she looked really uncomfortable now.

...

Volker country, Wuhun branch hall.

Countless Wuhun Temple disciples in white and yellow clothes gathered here, waiting for the arrival of one person.

After Yan Mengmeng's hands-on, they reported the situation to the Wuhun Hall. Hearing about it in the Wuhun Hall, they quickly sent someone over.

For some unknown reason, the Pope of Wuhun Hall is not in the main hall, so this time the two elders-Qianjun Jiangmo.

These two people still don't know what the name Yan Mengmeng means, although the elder Jin Crocodile always told them, don't worry about it.

But they didn't seem to listen. They had to see how sacred this person who made Jin Crocodile was so scared was.

So, with today's scene, not only the people from the Spirit Hall, but also those high-ranking officials are also waiting for them.

Similar to Yan Mengmeng’s appearance, there are two figures in the air. Although they are very old, they look full of energy. One has a goatee, is dressed in white, and has long black and white hair draped behind his back. Xianfeng Dao bone capital, this is the elder Qianjun.

The other person has long black hair, the strange lines in his eyebrows exude a frightening aura, a long black coat, and his neat face coldly reveals a sense of arrogance. This is the elder of demons.

The arrival of the two made these people extremely happy. The harm Yan Mengmeng caused to them was not as simple as losing the best chance of attack, but that they only had to resent Yan Mengmeng now, and dared not speak.

Now that the two elders have come, they can finally stand up.

As the two slowly descended from the air, they came to this person.

People all bowed to see him: "I pay my respects to the crown of Qianjun, and the crown of descending devil."

The two nodded slightly, then Qianjun came out and asked: "Where are you talking about?"

Speaking of it, the hall master of the Wuhun Sub-Hall came to explain to them.

Simply repeating the matter again, it was indeed Yan Mengmeng who did a little too much.

The two did not stop, and bluntly said: "Lead the way!"

...

On Yan Mengmeng's side, the big-breasted monarch Yong Ling simply tidied up and returned to a normal state. Yan Mengmeng took him to the place where he was harvesting potatoes.

Seeing those people busy doing operations she couldn't understand, she had to raise her mind to concentrate on this matter.

Yan Mengmeng felt her changes and smiled slightly: "Remember that I told you, now do you think that thing is joking?"

Yong Ling was very surprised, and asked the question in his mind: "You are talking about the loess ball?"

Yan Mengmeng: (_)!!

"It's potatoes! Do you know that there were less than two baskets of these things a month ago."

Immediately, she seemed to have heard some horrible news and looked at the close to ten baskets of potatoes in disbelief.

Muttered: "How can... can..."

"Haha, you are only surprised by its output, do you know what it is for?"

Yan Mengmeng's question brought her back to life.

That's right, she doesn't know what this thing is for, so she is surprised here!

"I don't know."

Yan Mengmeng knew that she would be like this, and asked someone to bring one over. Like the last time, a flame appeared in his hand, and the potato was cooked in the blink of an eye.

A scent of fragrance emanated from Yan Mengmeng's hands, firmly tied to Yong Ling's nose.

I was planning to continue explaining this to her, suddenly, Yan Mengmeng felt two extremely strong breaths approaching here quickly.

For a moment, Yan Mengmeng was stunned, then slowly came over and frowned.

Don't think too much, Yan Mengmeng has already guessed that it should be from the Wuhun Hall.

This did make her a little surprised, doesn't her own name actually work in the Wuhun Hall?

After a year of absence, Wuhundian had forgotten himself.