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Xu Yue stared at the ginseng root on the ground, which was as long and thick as a long white radish on a supermarket shelf, with complete roots and a strong ginseng smell. She couldn't close her mouth.

As a biology student, she naturally knew that in today's world, such ginseng either had long since become sentient and escaped, or it was simply impossible for it to exist.

It's about this big, weighing four or five pounds, and could be at least a thousand years old.

A pile this tall can be exchanged for an iron pot!

No wonder the country attaches so much importance to Gu Xixi and her system; their value is truly immeasurable!

Professor Xu and Professor Wei, a biologist, immediately went forward to check. Xu Yue looked at Chu Feng questioningly, asking if she could go and take a look, as she was also very tempted.

Chu Feng nodded. She was very nervous and squatted down to walk over. She picked up a ginseng root next to Professor Xu and examined it carefully. She smelled it and was so excited that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

It's true, it's all true!

Moreover, the feeling of being surrounded by the natural scent of wild ginseng is simply like a dream.

They all look like chubby newborn babies, so beautiful!

She was so happy she almost fainted!

Professor Xu and Professor Wei were equally excited, examining each one individually, sorting them and placing them in baskets. Their wrinkles melted into smiles. "This quality is good, this is good too..."

"And this one of mine is so big, it must weigh at least six pounds. Sell it to me as the store's prized possession. Wow, that one is even bigger."

They kept their voices down, afraid that the tree would hear them and feel they were being taken advantage of.

But the tree was inspecting the pots and pans given to him—lots of iron pots, iron basins, earthenware bowls, and tools.

The tribespeople can earn so much by working for a day and a night, and they can also exchange this much for other tribes. They won't have to worry about food and drink this winter.

He secretly glanced at Gu Xixi, not daring to smile, for fear that God would think they had gotten too good a deal.

Originally, the elderly and children in the tribe were weak laborers and were a burden and responsibility of the tribe. But now, even a little child can dig up ten stalks in one night. Their fingers are slender, and they can dig even better than the brave and tall adults.

The tree gathered everything up, bowed again in gratitude, and said, "Thank God, we will dig up more roots to exchange with you."

Gu Xixi kept thinking about how to naturally ask about their primitive world without revealing the fact that the gods didn't know anything about them.

Suddenly, a head popped up right across from her.

Everyone: !!

The man who had just poked his head out grinned when he noticed rows of black gun barrels pointed at him, and a lot of men in hats standing in the yard—they were SWAT officers.

There was also a giant who was over two meters tall and covered in muscles!

It didn't look like a proper place at all; it seemed like he... had come to the wrong place.

With a wave of his hand, Chu Feng dragged the man down, gagged him, and took him away.

Gu Xixi said calmly, "That's... that's stealing. He wanted to steal something from God. He'll die and never see the sun rise again."

"steal?"

The tree seemed to be hearing the word for the first time, repeating it over and over again to make itself remember it. "Our tribe also has thieves. They steal our animal skins and the meat of wild animals, and everyone is very sad."

"God, do you have a sun here too? How many? We have two suns where we live," the tree asked again, seemingly casually, but Gu Xixi grasped the key point.

Two suns, the original world version of the Three-Body Problem.

"Two suns, isn't that good?" Gu Xixi asked tentatively, avoiding the main point.

"Two suns, oh no, it's hot!" Tree shook his head and held his head. "It's so hot when the golden sun comes out, and it's even hotter when the white sun comes out. My mother died from the sun."

"The tree is very sad. It hates the sun, but it's very dark at night. There are only small flames on it, many, many small flames, but they're not hot, they're cold."

The tree began by introducing that primitive world, and Chu Feng turned on the recording.

Gu Xixi guessed that the "little spark" the tree was referring to was a star.

A golden sun is the sun, but a white sun, which is hot, is definitely not the moon.

In summary: In the primitive world, there were only stars at night, no moon.

"The tall trees won't die from the heat. They're so tall and big that it takes a very, very long time to climb them before you can see the sky. There are also trees that have been sun-dried to a golden color, with their bark peeling off to reveal a golden interior. They're very beautiful!"

So his mother called him Tree, hoping he would grow tall and strong and not get sunburned.

Ok?

Um! !

Gu Xixi had a strong premonition that if the tree trunk were to be peeled back to reveal a golden one, it couldn't be...

It's golden nanmu wood!

I'm rich!!

If it's true, she'll have a whole set of golden nanmu furniture made for herself, hahaha, so shiny and beautiful, everyone who comes to her house will be blinded by its brilliance.

She immediately took out her phone, searched for various pictures of Phoebe zhennan wood, and pointed it at the tree, saying, "Tree, is this what you mean by a tree that can't be killed by the sun?"

The tree stared in alarm at the glowing screen, "God, what is this? It glows and can see the tree."

"This is God's treasure, the tree. Do those luminous trees look like this too?"

Gu Xixi asked again, and the tree finally realized and hurriedly nodded, "God, yes, just like on your artifact, there are many, many, large patches, but we don't like them. They're too bright, hard to burn, and useless."

Gu Xixi: ...

burn?

She didn't really know if it was good to burn, since no one had ever done it before, and she had never even seen the actual product.

Chu Feng ran back and forth behind Gu Xixi, occasionally offering reminders. A message popped up on his phone: "[Exchange for Phoebe zhennan wood, in exchange for recipes and grain seeds]"

After replying "Understood," Gu Xixi nodded. "Shu, do you know how to use these pots?"

The tree nodded, then shook its head.

"I am willing to teach you how to use it, give you food, and teach you planting techniques so that you will never go hungry again, but you need to exchange it for a golden tree. Are you willing?"

Gu Xixi asked in a condescending manner.

The tree was overjoyed. God was indeed helping their tribe. They had exchanged the roots they didn't want for good things. Now, even the hated golden tree was willing to be exchanged in exchange for ensuring they would no longer go hungry.

"Great God, Creek, thank you, we are willing!"

"Our Red Sand Tribe is willing to continue to believe in you. Please grant us a way to never go hungry again."

He held his hands, palms up, arms outstretched, head resting on his arms, and prayed sincerely.

So Chu Feng took out a tablet and began to show him the appearance of rice, sweet potato, corn and other grain seeds, how to plant them, and finally taught him how to use pots, pans, bowls and plates.

He also talked about raising livestock and building houses, so that he would always have what he wanted and maintain his enthusiasm for exchanging goods.

For an hour, Shu studied very diligently, even practicing how to use various kitchen utensils with some clumsiness. He only stopped studying when there were only ten minutes left.

Gu Xixi then instructed him, "Shu, next time you bring a root and a glowing tree. One glowing tree can be exchanged for a bag of grain, that kind of bag."

There happened to be a bag of fifty kilograms of rice nearby, so he pointed to it.

The tree then gave a look of understanding; apparently, that's called a pocket.

"Tree, go back quickly, the road to the realm of gods is about to close."

Gu Xixi became increasingly adept at weaving, while Shu hurriedly carried the large rattan net bag and walked into the turquoise fog, disappearing from sight.

He walked very fast, and in just a few seconds he arrived at a tall cave filled with a primitive atmosphere.

The cave walls are half-buried with countless crystal-clear stones.