Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

Previously, due to the conspiracy against the black shadow, Sean had no choice but to postpone his weekly exploration of the alien space.

Eleven days later, as soon as Sean returned to the farm and took a short rest, he began his journey of exploring the alien space and harvesting raw materials.

Deep in the underground mine, Sean came to the central slime hatching area with ease.

The once daunting pit hatchery was now successfully conquered by Sean in the first two explorations due to his rapid growth in strength.

However, for the sake of sustainable development, Sean adopted the practice of leaving one crop and harvesting another.

I chopped and chopped vegetables along the way and collected almost a ton of slime.

Sean was working non-stop to collect some more raw materials for animal feed additives. This was related to whether the next new product could be successfully promoted, so naturally he had to prepare more.

Leaving the hatching area, Sean walked quickly along the long-abandoned, rusty track.

"Caracalla~" A speeding mine cart revealed its true form in the dark and deep mine cave, and rushed into his sight like the wind.

"Sure enough, here it comes again." Sean whispered to himself.

This strange, self-moving mine cart was a mysterious phenomenon he had encountered during his previous explorations.

At that time, out of curiosity, he tried to knock it off the track with shields and obstacles, and then studied it carefully.

Just when Sean was at a loss and was about to dismantle the mine cart for research, a feeling of sadness instantly filled Sean's consciousness, which made him give up the next action. He put the mine cart back on the track and watched it go away.

In this sealing plan, Sean associated the lost mind from the spiritual world with the mysterious mine cart in front of him.

Could it be that this mysterious phenomenon, like that of the Mind-Destroying Demon, is the work of a spirit possessed by the mine cart?

He would know the answer after a try. Sean used the Eyes of Illusion and Insight to look at the mine cart.

Sure enough, there was a brown creature shaped like an apple hidden in the mine cart, rolling back and forth on the wheel inside the mine cart like a busy hamster.

The creature seemed to sense Sean's gaze on it, and an expression of extreme fear instantly appeared on its face, and its body suddenly froze.

It panicked and quickly covered its eyes with its hands, quickly turned its back, and tried its best to pretend that it did not exist at all. Even the speeding mine cart came to an abrupt stop.

This behavior of covering one's ears and stealing the bell seemed very childish and cute to Sean.

"Hey, stop pretending. I saw you." Sean strode forward and tapped the mine cart gently. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."

Sean spoke in a gentle voice, repeatedly stating that he meant no harm, while trying his best to use his power of command to make himself exude a friendly aura.

After a while, the brown apple turned around, revealing a small eye, and cautiously peeked at Sean.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What's going on with this moving mine cart?" Sean asked three philosophical questions with a smile.

The words frightened the little apple again and it curled up.

After a long while, Sean's consciousness heard the childish and somewhat timid words of a three-year-old child: "Mine cart... I like mine carts. It's dark here and I'm scared. I don't know. I don't have any friends here. No one plays with me. I feel lonely. Do you want to play with me?"

"Communicate directly with consciousness?" Sean was shocked. He never expected that he would meet an alien creature with whom he could communicate in this dark underground mine. This was truly the first time in history.

Shocked, Sean quickly communicated with it through thoughts.

Later, he was surprised to find that the memory of this "brown apple" was like that of a confused toddler. It remembered almost nothing and it was completely blank.

Like a babbling baby, he repeated a sentence in a disjointed and incoherent manner.

"You don't look well?" In Sean's sight, its brown skin was wrinkled, just like a dried apple that had been left for a long time, not round at all.

Plate it!

"Play with me and smile." It said weakly.

"How can I play with you? Should I get up?" Sean pointed at himself and then at the mine cart. After getting confirmation, he carefully stepped onto the mine cart and squeezed tightly together with the brown apple.

"Click", the old mine car slowly started along the rails, and the speed gradually increased. Sean was carried in this deep underground mine like a gust of wind, riding a thrilling roller coaster.

The beautiful, carefree memories of his childhood came flooding back to Sean's mind, and a joyful smile as bright as the sun bloomed on his face.

The spirit was so excited that he danced and babbled happily.

"By the way, you don't have a name yet. Since you like mine carts so much, I'll call you mine cart." Sean suddenly thought that he couldn't always call it a brown apple.

"Yeah, mine cart, I have a name!" It cheered, and its clear little voice like a child echoed happily in Sean's consciousness.

Then, the "mine cart" poked its head out expectantly, looking at Sean with twinkling eyes: "Sean, are you willing to be my friend? I'm alone here except for some scary monsters that can't communicate. I'm so lonely. Are you willing to play with me?"

"Of course! It's my honor to be your friend." Sean smiled and nodded, then stretched out his hand and shook hands with the air.

From Sean's perspective, there was a little hand reaching out from the mine cart.

"The mine cart has friends!" It was so happy that it moved its round body and climbed to the edge of the top of the mine cart. The seemingly dangerous move made Sean worry for it.

Because Sean was sitting in the mine cart, it was standing at sean's eye level.

Then, as the mine cart bumped around, it began to dance on the wall of the mine cart.

Sean also had a smile on his face. He was deeply infected by its pure joy. He hummed a cheerful tune and followed its dance moves.

Finally, the old mine cart slowly stopped on the track. Sean sat on the ground leaning against the rock wall, and the mine cart sat on Sean's shoulders.

Sean described the outside world to it in vivid detail.

The warmth of the sun, the softness of the grass, the cute little animals, the lively farm of one's own, the beautiful and peaceful town... all these things made the minecart yearn for it, with curiosity flashing in its eyes.

"By the way, minecart, can you spare a part of your body? Just a little bit."

There is absolutely no way Sean would be so cruel as to sacrifice the mine cart, which has become his friend, to the sacred tree.

Then he thought of the theory that the similar mind-destroying demon had offspring, so Sean asked with the idea of ​​just going with the flow.

"Is that so?" The mine cart lowered its head and thought, and then a ball of brown mist slowly separated from its body and slowly crawled on its hand.

The mine cart jumped off Sean's shoulder and landed on Sean's open palm.

She handed the brown mist to him and said, "Here, my friend, is a gift."

Sean responded to it carefully, letting it climb up to his fingertips with his other hand and sending it back to his shoulder, then Sean chose to sacrifice it.