The petals of the Seven-Colored Flower were in full bloom, even in the dim environnt, they were still dazzling.
What puzzled him was that as far as the eye could see, the pit was filled with Moon Slumber Flower seeds.
Almost reaching the height of the flower pot.
The seed chamber of the flower was also packed with seeds, and faintly, one could see the "little people" wrapped in them, not moving at all.
"Are you letting it eat buffet-style?"
This was too extravagant.
The seeds he collected were ant for planting.
After the greenhouse was built, different flowers would be planted in different areas to gradually increase honey production.
These were for breeding, not for consumption.
"It's not what you think," Xiao Hong flew over excitedly, pointing at the potted plant. "These seeds were all grown by it!"
Hua Mi beca even more puzzled. "What do you an?"
Xiao Hong explained, "Feed it any kind of seed, and it can grow the sa kind of seed."
After her explanation, Hua Mi finally understood.
To briefly describe what happened, shortly after he left that day, the pseudo-flower spirits, out of curiosity, used magic on it again.
Soon after, its petals reopened—more accurately, they were forcibly opened.
To their astonishnt, the seed chamber was filled with Moon Slumber Flower seeds. New seeds continued to form inside, and the excess seeds overflowed from the chamber's holes, producing two to three hundred seeds before stopping.
Upon inspection, these produced seeds contained normal life energy. They were genuine Moon Slumber Flower seeds, not empty husks.
After that, the little people entered a sage mode for about an hour.
When it showed signs of hunger again, they fed it another Moon Slumber Flower seed.
The sa thing happened again.
In this way, over the past two days, they intermittently fed it, eventually producing so many Moon Slumber Flower seeds.
The seeds invested were not even in double digits.
Of course, they also used so green liquid and their magic.
Hua Mi was shocked after hearing this.
In nature, plant seeds are produced through pollination. However, this Seven-Colored Flower, without pollination capabilities, could reverse-engineer genetic information by feeding on other plant seeds, enabling mass production.
It was a semi-automated seed manufacturing machine!
Beekeepers rejoiced.
Breeding flowers was usually a troubleso task, especially for rarer ones.
The rarer the flower, the more difficult it is to cultivate.
For example, the 21 seeds he had just brought back would take a considerable amount of ti to grow into a field sufficient for bees to collect honey, even with the help of the green liquid and the magic of the seven pseudo-spirits.
If any accidents occurred during the process, such as environntal issues leading to cultivation failure, he would lose that flower seed, considering himself unlucky.
With this seed manufacturing machine, he could quickly obtain hundreds or even thousands of seeds.
Hua Mi initially wanted to try producing the new seeds he brought back imdiately, but seeing that it was getting late, he decided to wait until tomorrow.
Hua Mi packed the produced Moon Slumber Flower seeds into sealed bags, while the 21 new seeds were individually stored in another bag, labeled and classified for collection.
At this season, the temperature and humidity were low enough, so even if left outdoors, the seeds wouldn't sprout or rot.
There was no need to specially design a storage environnt.
Just put them in a storage box and place it under the wooden bed.
As for this "seed manufacturing machine," it had to be carefully preserved.
Although Hua Mi called it a "machine," it was fundantally still a plant, not as sturdy and durable as a machine. If he accidentally killed it, it would be a significant loss.
After dealing with matters in the other world, Hua Mi returned to Earth.
Standing in the rapeseed field, he felt a sense of being in a different world for a mont.
The adventurous excitent gradually subsided.
It was like playing a horror adventure ga, after facing high waves outside, returning to a safe room for a mont of rest.
Hua Mi opened his computer and logged into the online store's backend to take a look.
"Hiss—"
All sold out! He rembered having over three hundred bottles in stock when he left. In just two days, they were all ordered.
His store's fan count had also exceeded 2000.
The comnts section had many new remarks.
"Gone already?"
"When will there be new stock?"
"In this era, even honey has purchase limits. Is this so kind of hunger marketing?"
"I regret not listening to my friend's recomndation; by the ti I wanted to buy, it was already gone TnT."
"I suspect the shop owner is a mage who ca back from the future, selling futuristic honey."
"Upstairs, why don't you say he's a magical being from another world?"
"Wrong, the boss descended to perform miracles; honey is just a dium. Those who can buy are destined, and those who cannot can only lant in the comnts area (￣▽￣)."
"I believe, looking forward to the boss's next miracle!"
"Believe in the boss, and you'll live forever!"
"This is a magical store, selling honey products that are delicious and have magical effects. Why wait? Follow now!"
"Uh, the comnts section is exaggerating a bit too much. Are we creating an urban legend here?"
...
There were also many private ssages.
Among them was soone claiming to be the head of a well-known costics brand, wanting to discuss possible cooperation.
Hua Mi naturally ignored it.
The secrets of the other world, even if he wanted to share with Earth, he couldn't. At most, he could only sell honey and let people on Earth experience a bit of magical shock.
"Selling faster and faster. I hope it won't be sold out as soon as it's restocked... Increasing honey production is imminent."
After dealing with the orders, Hua Mi was exhausted, but he didn't imdiately go to sleep.
He took out the loot from this adventure from the storage ring and prepared to inventory it.
No need to ntion the beast horns and ditation beads.
In addition to those, there was a small bag of coins, a notebook, a scroll, and a silver folding knife obtained from the thief.
The money bag had over a dozen coins, including one gold coin. The rest were silver coins.
The gold coin had the sa design as the one he picked up before.
Hua Mi put all the coins, including the special purple-glowing gold coin, into the storage ring.
The ring's space wasn't large, roughly equivalent to twenty slots in gaming terms—these small items only took up one slot.
The storage ring was convenient for access; there was no need to unfold it like a magic box.
He flipped through the notebook.
It recorded so spell instructions, of no use to him.
He was a beekeeper, not on the mage path.
The notebook also detailed so thods to enhance ntal power and train concentration.
In most cases, ntal power could be equated with concentration. The higher the ntal power, the higher the achievable concentration. This was crucial for both spellcasting and controlling bee swarms.
However, equating the two was not accurate.
ntal power was like an individual attribute, while concentration was its most direct manifestation.
Two
people with the sa ntal power might not have the sa concentration. The main difference lay in the efficiency of utilizing ntal power.
Like the concentration ring he traded with Carter before, it enhanced concentration rather than ntal power.
The ditation bead he just acquired directly strengthened his ntal power.
The training thods ntioned in the notebook were not to his liking.
For him, controlling bee swarms was an excellent training thod—efficient and most suitable for him.
The content of the notebook had little value for him.
However, this was reasonable, considering it was just a notebook of an apprentice mage.
One couldn't expect to find instructions for controlled nuclear fusion in a notebook of a college student.
As a Five-Ring Mage, the Grey Robe certainly had many valuable items.
Unfortunately, the unicorn vaporized him with a single powerful move, leaving only a bead.
"I hope the information recorded in the ditation bead can be useful... I'll forcefully access it when my ntal power is enough."
Next was the scroll.
Opening it, he saw a complex magic array, with a paragraph written in black font beside it, introducing the scroll's purpose, usage, and... expiration date.
The signature was [Grey Robe] Turner.
It was a gift from the Grey Robe. The scroll recorded a Five-Ring spell.
It didn't require the injection of magic; it only needed the use of ntal power to activate.
Not bad; although it was a disposable item, it might be useful in critical monts.
The shelf life was long enough, typically lasting for a year under normal circumstances.
A year later, the magic on the scroll would decay rapidly until it disappeared completely.
Lastly, the silver folding knife obtained from the thief.
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