Infinite Game: I became a god by spending money

Chapter 280 Frontier Hegemony
Since she was injured, Shen Yin has worked harder and practiced harder, and achieved the real goal of waking up earlier than a chicken and going to bed later than a dog.

Cheng Yuanyuan practiced with her for two days and couldn't get up anymore, crying and writing papers with Chai Yao.

She didn't understand, she was forced to write papers in the game, under the pretense that she was afraid that her grades would drop if she got out of the game, is she that stupid?
While they were living peacefully, several people in the barracks had already connected with General Wu Mao under the matchmaking of the county sheriff.

Wu Mao was particularly interested in the special forces that Chai Zhiping mentioned. After checking and accepting the results of the short-term training, he established a special team with Chai Zhiping as the instructor.

The training of the special team was very hard, and even the wisdom of being a monk was a bit overwhelming, but Huo Xiao was able to grit his teeth and persevere, which made others look at him with admiration.

A month later, Chai Zhiping specially asked Wu Mao for two days' vacation, and took his "junior brothers" back to the city.

The business in the grocery store was quite good, especially the supply of lipstick and soap was in short supply. Since everyone had their own space, Shen Yin simply didn't keep it for everyone, and divided it up after receiving the money that day.

She hasn't gone to the countryside to exchange things recently, because the villagers have received news that they will organize a team to go to the grocery store to exchange with her.

The potatoes and sweet potatoes in the space were bought generously by the sheriff, so she simply built a plot of land on the outskirts of the city, and planted a batch of vegetables collected earlier according to the instructions on the packaging bag.

When Chai Zhiping and the others returned to the city, she was still working in the fields.

Huo Xiao came here with a hoe, and saw Shen Yin wearing coarse clothes weeding in the field. She didn't know how to tie her hair up, so she tied her long hair into a bun on the top of her head, and even put on a wooden hairpin in a decent way.

"Shen... Xiaocao!" Huo Xiao opened his mouth, feeling that Shen Yin's name was a bit strange, so he called her by her nickname.

Hearing the sound, Shen Yin turned her head and saw Huo Xiao dressed like an assassin.

"Can you come out?" She stopped what she was doing and asked doubtfully.

Huo Xiao approached with a hoe on his shoulder, "After two days off, I heard Rouyuan say that you are farming here, so I... come to help."

Shen Yin nodded, and raised her hand to point to the boundary line of the ground, "I have to weed from here to there, and I have already done half of it."

A piece of land was divided into many pieces, and some of them had green shoots. Huo Xiao was a little confused. As the young master of the Huo family, he couldn't tell which were vegetables and which were grass.

"I don't know..." He lowered his voice, feeling a little ashamed, he was sincerely here to help, and it would definitely be a disservice if he didn't ask clearly.

Only then did Shen Yin come to her senses, and waved at him, showing a shy smile, "Come here, I'll teach you to recognize it, I only recognize it because I come to see it every day."

Huo Xiao said "Mmm", and walked to her side cautiously, Shen Yin lowered her head and pointed out the weeds to him earnestly, not noticing that the base of his ears were a little red.

She didn't see it, but Xuan Ci could see it clearly, and couldn't help cursing again in her heart, but knowing that the child had reached puberty, it would be counterproductive to keep talking about it, so she has been more restrained recently.

If Huo Xiao knew what it was thinking, he would probably feel that he was more wronged than Dou E. He was only familiar with Shen Yin in the team from the beginning to the end. It seemed that the two of them couldn't speak a few words at all, and as for Zhou Qian, they had even less communication.

(End of this chapter)