Chapter 769 Appa! Don't Slap My Mouth with Your Mouth!

Grete slowly sat down against the wall of the cave.

The atmosphere in this cave made him feel comfortable. Clean, cool and peaceful. It's a bit like the feeling that after the operating room has been completely disinfected, there is still a little smell of disinfectant left. Small waves hit the edge of the cave one after another, with a regular rhythm and a little hypnosis.

Gretel leaned his head back against the stone wall and slowly closed his eyes. Relax your cervical spine, relax your shoulders, and relax your spine. The spiritual power spread out, brushing the small flowers on the stone cave inch by inch.

In his perception, the cave itself is dark, deep, and dense; while those little flowers are bright, active, and light. One by one, dotted all over the place.

Grete suddenly smiled. When the mental power passed by, the petals of those small flowers trembled, and then they slowly closed. It feels a bit shy.

And if you carefully infiltrate it with mental power, they will slowly open again. From bud, to half open, to fully open. As long as they are soaked carefully enough, they can bloom into the most complete and beautiful flowers.

And it takes less than a minute to add up. Gretel felt that it was worth using a little mental energy to watch a time-lapse photography of his past life.

It's a pity that the stamens can't be seen clearly. There seemed to be small particles on the top of the central stamen. When it moved, a few particles would fall out. It fell too much, and the whole flower looked wilted.

Grete couldn't help but touch one little flower, and then another. The third and fourth flowers, those petals were shaking gently, and there seemed to be a cool fragrance in the air, which inexplicably relaxed his spirit after being tense all day.

Grete breathed a sigh of relief and continued to touch the petals. Opening, closing, opening, and closing his mind, the scene he saw made him suddenly feel like he was playing chess——

These little flowers, opening and closing, aren't they a natural backgammon board?

Eh!

You can come and play!

The spiritual power poured out instantly, blowing across the large stone wall like a gentle wind. On the stone surface, the small flowers trembled and all closed. Okay, let’s play chess~~~

Fully open is white stone, half open is black stone... White stone takes one step, black stone takes one step; white stone takes one more step, black stone takes another step...

The white pieces are going to connect! Heizi, plug your head quickly!

Bai Zi changes direction and walks again...

Just like this, step by step, step by step, the entire stone wall was covered with chess pieces. Black didn't win, and white didn't win either, and it seemed like he had already gone out of the 19-square range...

There was a sudden neighing not far away, but it was Appa who walked to the end of the cave, stayed for a while, and then turned back. Gretel didn't need to open his eyes to feel it lower its head and bite a small flower from the ground.

Is this thing for eating?

Although it was a pity that he had just played with it for a long time, it was Appa who brought him to this place after all. For Apa, perhaps introducing him to this secret reserve point is to share resources with him:

Look, this thing is edible. Is there any benefit to eating it?

The corners of Gretel's mouth slightly curled up. With the hot air in front of him, Apa's big head came over, stuck out his tongue, rolled up the little flower and stuffed it into his mouth...

"Apa! If you want to eat it, I will pick it myself! Don't pick it up and stuff it into my mouth!"

Grete struggled hard, but he was no match for the eighth-level monster simply because of his strength. I could only push hard and shout:

"I'll pick it myself!"

"Xi Liu Liu..."

"I picked and ate them myself! I picked enough for ten flowers!"

"Xi yo yo..."

"Twenty!—Thirty! Eat them all here!"

The high-pitched neighing sound finally turned into a gentle snorting sound. Gretel reached out to push again, and this time he successfully pushed the big head away. Of course, he must keep his promise to the monster. He groped and stretched out his hand to pick the one closest to him——

Eh!

The stems are too short and the flowers are too small. When I pinched them with my fingertips, I pinched a fingernail of dirt!

It's impossible to eat like this... Grete's mind flashed through the entire book "Human Parasitology", especially roundworms, whipworms, hookworms, pinworms and the like that breed in the soil and enter the human body with food. Parasites.

Although the spells he now masters, if he is really infected with parasites, he can easily cure himself. But...it's just annoying.

Gretel sighed and cast a Cleansing Technique on his fingertips to clean off the flower juice on his hands. The little flower that was pinched by him fell to the corner with the cleaning technique. Apa followed closely and took a cherished lick.

It seems that this kind of small flower is still very rare. Apaken gave him 30 flowers. He was really generous and had a good relationship with him.

In this case, not a single flower should be wasted. Grete weighed the size of her fingers, the height of the stems, and the size of the flowers, and decided to find another way. He condensed his mental power into silk thread, wrapped it around the flower stem, and gently strung it——

The fragile stems immediately broke off. However, the thin flowers above made a "pop" sound, and the light and bright feeling in the consciousness dimmed completely.

"Xi Liu Liu..."

Appa neighed again. Lower your head and roll the flowers on the ground with your tongue. This time, it moved very gently and slowly, and Gretel could clearly see that there was a small piece of silver light between the Silver Moon Deer's teeth and on its tongue.

...That is the power of light.

Gretel followed suit, wrapping the flowers with the same kind of power, and then cutting them with spiritual threads. This time, the bright flowers finally flew up lightly and fell between his lips and teeth.

Very comfortable feeling. Just a light touch on the tongue and it melts immediately, turning into a refreshing feeling that rushes to the brain. It felt like taking a sip of ice-cold mint water in the dog days of summer.

A very slight, yet soothing feeling that cannot be ignored. The entire spiritual sea seemed to fluctuate slightly, rising by such a tiny amount.

"Oh, this is very useful! Thank you, Appa!"

Appa neighed again, raised his head and flicked his tail. Grete watched him show off with a smile, until the Silver Moon Deer turned around and started to tap dance...

"No, Appa, don't move your butt!"

After the chaos, Gretel carefully picked thirty flowers one by one and put them into his mouth. The light little flowers turned into slurry, and then rushed into my mind.

Somewhere along the way, Grete felt that his perception of the world was a little more delicate. At the very least, he could "see" every single grain of pollen on the top of the flower's stamen clearly as it fell.

Gretel smiled. He knelt down on one knee and gently pressed his palms on the ground:

"Thank you very much... Please continue to bloom quietly..."

The power of growth and nourishment passed from the palm to the ground, and soon, new buds quietly appeared on the grass stems from which the flowers had been plucked.

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