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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nKlein looked at Little Wind and said, “Little Wind, come here. I’ll get you a collar as well.”

nLittle Wind looked at the Little Fox’s collar and shook his head repeatedly.

n“You don’t like it?”

nKlein pondered for a moment and gave up on the idea of putting a collar on Little Wind.

nIf Little Wind were to transform during battle, the collar might be torn apart, or even become a burden.

n“Split the two blood pills.”

nKlein took out two more blood pills.

nOne from the crystal treasure chest and one ordinary blood pill from the Magma Mermaid’s catacomb appeared.

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n“Choose for yourself.”

nThere were two red pills in Klein’s palm.

nTheir appearances were about the same.

nDue to the difference in level, Klein gave the choice to the two little things, allowing them to choose at random.

nLittle Wind took one of them first.

n‘The remaining one is the superior one,’ Klein thought to himself.

nLittle Fox swallowed the other one.

nThe warm current reverberated in the bodies of the two little things.

nThey froze on the spot.

nWhile they digested the blood pills, Klein looked at the catacombs in five directions.

nContinue digging forward. A group of Werewolves are preparing lunch.

nIn the catacomb on the left, there’s only lava and crocodiles.

nIn the right cavern, a section of Tree Shepherds happened to pass by. They are driving a batch of fruit trees. Not long ago, they sat down to rest. Perhaps you can trade with them and get a batch of Fruit Tree Seeds.

nDig up. There is plenty of oxygen here. It will help you get your spirits up.

nDig down. There are two Bronze Treasure Chests waiting for you to open them.

nNone of the five catacomb caverns had particularly good resources.

nThey were either bronze treasure chests or looking for the tree shepherd.

n“Can fruit trees be driven away?”

nKlein leaned more towards the catacomb on the right.

nThe bronze treasure chests were no longer enough to satisfy Klein’s appetite.

nPerhaps the Fruit Tree seeds would be a surprise.

n‘Check the information on the Tree Shepherd,’ Klein recited silently.

nThe illustration unfolded.

n“Tree Shepherd: A green, upright walking species. It loves nature and has a kind nature. It interacts with trees all year round and has the ability to control them. It even has the ability to move them. In order for the trees to absorb sufficient nutrients and water, it will often graze the land and search for water in different catacombs.

nAbility: Control Trees

nWeakness: Combat strength depends on the quality of the trees.

nDanger Factor: 8

nRegarding the Tree Shepherd, it meant it was a herder.

nHowever, the Tree Shepherd wasn’t herding cattle or sheep, but trees.

nKlein wasn’t surprised by this.

nIn the catacombs world, anything could happen.

nThe danger factor of the Tree Shepherd wasn’t high, but Klein didn’t think that he could control it at will.

nThe danger factor was low. Klein guessed that it wasn’t because he lacked ability, but because he was naturally kind.

nTo be able to shuttle through the catacombs caverns without any ability, those crypt creatures were enough to kill a Tree Shepherd!

n“If I can trade Fruit Tree seeds, it would be best if it’s a dwarf tree species.”

n“The greenhouse is two meters tall. I can choose to expand it up to a height of four meters.”

nA floor was less than six meters tall, so it could only be expanded once. Fruit Trees within four meters were acceptable.

n‘Yes, that’s not necessarily the case. I can save the seeds first and wait for the base to be upgraded in the future. By then, the greenhouse might be able to expand upwards.’

nAs Klein pondered, Little Wind and Little Fox had already digested the blood pill.

nThis time, their strength had increased, but they didn’t have any new abilities.

nDuring the last transformation, Little Fox’s fourth tail had only grown to two-thirds of its original size.

nAfter consuming the exquisite blood pill, it was finally the same length as the other three tails. It was just as furry.

n“Wu, wu, wu!”

nLittle Fox waved her four tails in front of Klein as though she was showing off.

n“Alright, I see it.”

nKlein stroked her soft fur and smiled.

n“Four tails are the same length. You won’t be OCD.”

n“Wu, wu, wu!”

nLittle Fox narrowed her eyes.

nShe liked her master’s methods too much!

nAfter resting for a moment, they headed to the next catacombs.

nThe sixty-seventh catacombs!

nWhen Klein arrived, the Tree Shepherds seemed to be about to set off.

nThere was more than one Tree Shepherd at the scene. There were three of them in total.

nBoth parties were fifty to sixty meters away.

nKlein heard the Tree Shepherds shouting one after another.

nIt wasn’t the common language of the catacombs.

nThe voice sounded a little ancient.

nThe fruit trees that had originally rooted here suddenly moved when they heard the shouts!

nLarge numbers of fruit trees were uprooted from the soil.

nThe roots condensed into two, or three or four legs, and they took steps along with the shouts.

nThey were orderly and rhythmic.

nIn other words, they only moved along with the Tree Shepherds’ voice. They didn’t truly have a soul or consciousness.

nThere were hundreds of fruit trees, densely packed and neatly arranged.

nSome were tall and some were short.

nSome had grown many fruits, while some had yet to bloom.

nEvery time he took a step, there would always be the sound of identical footsteps. It was very loud.

n“The voice of the Tree Shepherds are so infectious.”

nKlein could sense his blood jumping up and down as the Tree Shepherd shouted. It almost jumped out of his throat.

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