The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

At this time, the short-haired aunt came in from the hole.

"That's not forgetting. She's already dead. Her consciousness disappeared the moment she was parasitized.

The parasitic flower took over her body.

Her friend was killed by a parasitic flower."

Twelve hugged Thirteen tighter,

Thirteen felt more relaxed when he saw the short-haired aunt.

"Auntie, are those flowers parasitic? But we don't have that many children in the nursery."

The short-haired aunt wrapped a bunch of fruits in leaves for the two children.

He picked up a piece of transparent meat and began to chew it.

"Well, there are quite a lot of children in the nursery in your settlement, at least 500, while other settlements only have a maximum of 100 children.

Your nursery is of the highest quality, and all the children are flawless.

Only parasitic flowers of intermediate level or above can parasitize on children of this level.

Ordinary parasitic flowers do not have enough merit and can only parasitize on the roots of plants and animals.

It can be said that this hotbed is the privilege of those in high positions and positions of power."

Thirteen had a new question, "What is a high position of power?"

The short-haired aunt wiped her hands with leaves. "How do you explain this? She always has the most fruits, and each of you has only one fruit, or even none."

Thirteen seemed to understand, "Oh, that's the high-ranking and powerful person like the nursery auntie~

She can decide whether I have fruit for every meal."

The short-haired aunt scratched her head and wanted to refute, but when she saw Thirteen, who had a big skinny head and a small body, and whose arms and legs were like sticks, she couldn't find any words to refute.

The aunties in the nursery were of low rank, but most of them used defective bodies. They must have accumulated the merit of owning a hotbed with blood on their hands, and they were not considered to be in high positions.

But for such a young child, the likes and dislikes of the nursery aunt are indeed very important. For example, Thirteen, with his big, rolling eyes, thinks he is smart, but in the eyes of the nursery aunt, he is an unstable element.

From the conversation between the two children, she also knew that Thirteen was the child who was always deducted from his fruits.

When it comes to food, the children think that there is nothing wrong with the nursery aunt being in a high position and having great power.

"Auntie at the nursery isn't that powerful... I'm referring to the high-level parasitic flowers, which are the high-level and mid-level ones produced by the worm shit ancestor tree after it devoured the intelligent life on the entire planet..."

Thirteen looked confused, he heard but didn't understand.

The short-haired aunt touched her little head,

"Forget it, just take it as it is."

The short-haired auntie suddenly tilted her ear to listen for a while, then raised her hand to signal the two children not to talk.

There were noisy footsteps and voices overhead.

"The flower bud habitat was destroyed yesterday. Nearly 5,000 flower buds died there, and even one high-level flower whose consciousness did not even return to the ancestral tree."

These are two parasitic flowers with hotbeds. Ordinary parasitic flowers are constantly passing by them, running forward with all kinds of roots.

"Oh my god, we have been killing native humans for so many years, how come there are still so many native humans coming to attack the settlement? This is not the territory of those plant beasts. How could they destroy their habitat without the help of plant beasts?"

"Who knows? What should we do? The ancestral tree is angry. We may have to abandon our hotbed to appease the ancestral tree."

"I waited for many years before I finally got the hotbed."

"Who wouldn't? I have to go back to relying on plant and animal roots to survive. Now that I have a hotbed, I can enjoy the food and run around. I don't want to go back to my living place."

The short-haired auntie listened to this and curled her lips in mockery. Ha, snatching other people's bodies for enjoyment, these disgusting parasitic flowers,

Those parasitic flowers outside are still talking,

"Let's go to the nursery and see if we can find any clues."

"The nurseries have been closed. Half of the nurseries in our ten gathering places have had problems. So from now on, the nurseries will be guarded by special high-level guards. We can't enter."

"What a pity! If only the ancestral tree hadn't absorbed all the hotbeds on this planet.

You can’t just pick a hotbed now. I’ve been using this hotbed for sixty years. I estimate that I’ll have to go back to my living place in less than ten years.”

"Shh~ Zushu, you dare to say that~

When the ancestor tree came here, it didn't know that the hotbed had become so difficult to reproduce. Okay, okay, the sky is getting dark.

We hurried back. It was so cold at night. If the hotbed got sick, it would affect its lifespan. I didn’t want to go to the habitat early. I used the root of the giant red flower before. That thing has the activity of being controlled by the main body within a period of time after leaving the main body. I endured the beating for a whole winter and summer, and finally cut off its connection with the main body. As a result, it only took three winters and summers for it to be unable to absorb nutrients. It’s really fucked up.”

The sound outside gradually faded away.

The short-haired auntie changed her posture from being ready to go to a lazy posture half leaning against the wall.

Thirteen used all his hands and feet to crawl to the short-haired aunt and searched her pockets without any hesitation.

"Auntie, is there anything to eat? What do you eat besides fruit?"

The short-haired aunt held her little hand that was groping around.

"You have been eating fruits since you were young, and your stomachs cannot adapt to eating insect meat.

There are no plant animals here, so I can't give you a taste of the plant animal nectar.

Tsk~ Let’s eat the fruit first. When it gets dark, I’ll try to give you some ripe ones.

Not now, the smoke from the fire will attract those guys."

Thirteen looked at the short-haired aunt eating the transparent thing. She thought it looked delicious and licked her lips.

"Really? I'll just take one bite, just one bite."

The short-haired aunt had no choice but to take out a knife and cut off two thin slices.

"You're hard to bite,"

Thirteen happily stuffed a piece of insect meat into his mouth, and returned to Twelve with another piece of transparent insect meat.

"Twelve sister, try it quickly, it tastes much better than tree bark."

But I found that the twelfth sister's drooping face was full of tears.

"Thirteen, tell me, is this true?

Is this why the sisters who left the nursery never came back?

Become a hotbed for parasites or die,"

Twelve's face was pale and his whole body was trembling.

"The day before yesterday, the nursery aunt also called me once. It was Fourteen who went in my place. She never came back. Did she also..."

Thirteen hugged Twelve's thin shoulders,

"Although Fourteen is tall, she is still three months away from turning eight, just like me. She might have been called out for something else."

The short-haired aunt kept looking out of the cave, but she also joined in their conversation.

"Those who are developing well don't have to wait until they are eight years old. For someone like you who is not even six years old, it is definitely not possible. However, a seven-and-a-half-year-old child who is developing well is also a good breeding ground.

Those that cannot be parasitized become nutrients, and those that can be parasitized become breeding grounds.

If nothing unexpected happens, the children trapped in the nursery will never grow up.