Blue and White Society Chapter 238: Grandpa

Mo Poor lived in the headquarters for a day, which was an eye-opener.

After becoming an official member, his vision has broadened a lot.

Gradually, I started not to care so much about things like money.

Members will not be short of money, except for selling things to outsiders.

They can also use the storage points to buy or customize some cutting-edge technologies, and then use them to open companies and factories, and hire people to run the industry to make money.

Or directly hand over the money to the finance department, exchange it for dry stocks of various companies, and wait for dividends.

The ones who are really short of money are the new members.

After all, members of the commune have nothing to do with family background. There are many people from Mo Poor's background. If he hadn't found a treasure once, he would probably be a "poor and rich" commune member.

But even so, veteran members who have been in the company for more than one year will basically not be short of money.

Even if he is still short of money, it must be because he is obsessed with becoming stronger and unable to extricate himself.

Browsing the forum, Mo Poor saw many members selling the fruits they had grown, and his heart itch.

He also wants to farm!

Mo Poor already understands that members of the club grow danmu with something called 'adaptive seeds'.

The seed itself is also a derivative, and it was obtained from the containment numbered β-019.

Adaptive seeds are planted in different ways and in different environments, and different plants will be produced.

Probably the most common crop, or one of the rarer plants on Earth.

Also, extinct plants, or even magical plants with surreal effects.

Things such as danmu, lightning strike wood, and deep sea lotus are all grown from this seed.

Some require a harsh high-temperature environment, some require constant electric shocks, and some require an environment of one thousand times the standard atmospheric pressure.

These requirements and methods have been explored by the Lanbai Society from generation to generation. Up to now, it is unknown how many kinds of plants it can grow.

More importantly, the corresponding species will not necessarily be planted according to the same conditions.

There is a lot of luck involved.

For example, danmu, the real danmu only grows fruit under the high temperature enough to melt iron.

In many cases, the seeds are directly burned to death, or the seedlings are burned to death after they grow, so that nothing is lost.

Attention, here is not that the seed did not bear the past and died, but it simply adapted to the wrong direction.

The data showed that the burned seeds did not turn themselves into danmu at all, but turned into ordinary plants like wheat or willow.

Adaptive seeds can grow into any plant, and this is somewhat random, but under certain conditions and circumstances, it will tend to grow into a certain plant, but not necessarily.

Anyway, the Lanbai Society has not researched a method to increase production in the past century, and finally can only conclude that the survival rate of danmu is between 1% and 10%.

Just look at the face!

A hundred seeds are cultivated according to Danmu standards, and after half a year, only one may grow. This is a particularly dark face.

If there are ten successful plants, it means that it is the ultimate European emperor.

The official price of danmu is two hundred points, while the adaptive seed is only one point. That is to say, no matter how dark the face of a member is, two hundred points can still grow two danmu fruits, and only half a year of care and cultivation is paid.

Of course, the face is so dark that it is still a loss. After all, the cost is not only the seeds.

But the key lies in this luck. If the luck is overwhelming, what if twenty plants are planted? Earn a fortune!

Mo Poor couldn't wait any longer. He got up early this morning and went to the General Affairs Department alone to claim his fiefdom.

Yi Bo told him that it would be best if his partner took him to collect the benefits, but Mo Poor waited for a whole day and his partner didn't come, so he went to claim it by himself.

"Hi, I'm here to claim the fief."

"Mo Poor, you can pick a ball." After the other party verified his identity, he was sent directly to an exhibition hall.

There are crystal **** of the same size on the rows of display cabinets. Each crystal ball is ten centimeters in diameter, and there is no difference from the outside.

The only difference is that the islands inside the ball have different shapes.

"How big is this island?" Mo Poor asked.

"Look for yourself... Every member has this chance for free, whichever one you choose is the one you choose." The receptionist smiled.

Mo Poor was taken aback, the ball was so small, the island inside looked even smaller, but he knew that it was definitely a real island after entering, but it was difficult to estimate its scale just from the outside.

The island is bare, except for the sand and rocks. Mo Poor looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see how big the island was.

"They should all be of different sizes. Could it be a test of eyesight? But I really can't figure it out." Mo Poor saw this thing for the first time, and with his eyesight, there was almost no reference. I really can't tell which one is big and which one is small, let alone how many square kilometers it is.

"Could it be based on face?" Mo Poor looked awkward, observing back and forth.

"Can I soak them in sea water?"

Mo Poor knew that if this thing wanted to get in, it had to be submerged in sea water, or at least the bottom.

However, the receptionist shook his head and did not allow him to be so picky.

"Could it be that the old members can see the size of the island at a glance?" Mo Poor thought of Yi Bo asking him to wait for his partner to come before receiving benefits, which obviously meant that his partner could help him find good things.

"Brother, just pick one at random. If it's so easy to see the size, everyone must choose the bigger one." The receptionist laughed.

Mo Qiong thought so too, but he still cared about Yi Bo's reminder, there must be something tricky here.

He is Yi Bo's most proud student, and he was sent here by Yi Bo himself. Since it is said that he will receive benefits after his partner arrives, it is naturally beneficial.

"But my partner doesn't know what he's doing, he hasn't come yet..." Mo Poor was just thinking when a text message contacted him.

It is a strange member, number 2009109.

"You are..." Mo Poor hurriedly connected and added a friend.

"Mo Poor, where did you go? I didn't pay attention to you in the headquarters building."

"...I'm picking Xudao." Mo Poor said.

"Oh, are you done picking?" said the other party.

"No, why don't you come over together?" Mo Poor said.

"Wait for me."

After speaking, the other party hung up immediately.

Mo Poor was taken aback, obviously this is a rough old man, but it's okay, after all, he is his future partner, if he speaks slowly, he doesn't know what he is thinking, which is not beautiful.

Since the partner is here, let's wait for him to choose together and see what skills this partner has.

With nothing to do, Mo Qiong rushed to the reception and asked, "My partner is here. His number is 2009109. Do you know him?"

The receptionist thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Is it the one with gamma level?"

"Yes, yes, you know him?" Mo Poor said.

The receptionist looked weird and said: "Gamma-level people are very famous, how can you not know him? He... is very famous."

"Oh? How do you say it?" Mo Poor asked curiously.

The receptionist said with a smile: "This man... how should I put it, he is really lonely. He has a soul mate, a beautiful member of the club. It can be said that the two are a match made in heaven. They used to be interesting to him. It was very interesting. But this guy is good, he knows that the other party can feel it, and he always goes to nightclubs openly, he has been to all the nightclubs in all the countries where **** is legal in the world, you know... His soul mate hates him to death. "

"People in the club give nicknames: dog thief... cough cough, you just need to know, don't say what I said, don't pass it on, don't pass it on."

Mo Qiong is speechless, of course he understands soul mates, but this is too weird.

"Is he a little unreliable?" Mo Poor panicked a little.

The receptionist said with a smile: "That depends on what you think. If it is about containment, he is undoubtedly very reliable. He is a very reliable person for brothers, but for women... let's not talk about it..."

As he spoke, the receptionist's expression suddenly changed and he became very calm, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Poor looked back, and saw a person walking in from outside the house, about his height, but much stronger than him. He has profound facial features, thick eyebrows and bright hair, and his eyes are extremely energetic. He looks like a very hearty Chinese man when he walks vigorously.

However, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he walked up to Mo Poor and looked at Mo Poor while smoking.

"Mo Poor, I checked your grades, it's not bad, it's as good as what I had back then, do you have a girlfriend?" The man smiled familiarly.

"..." Mo Poor opened his mouth and stood there in a daze.

The man smiled and said: "Tsk! Squeaky! Why are you a bit of a tiger? Chick?"

"..." Mo Poor was dumbfounded, he didn't know how to answer, why did he ask this as soon as they met? He is not ready.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man knew what he was talking about, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay! You'll mess with me from now on!"

As he spoke, he directly stopped Mo Poor's shoulder, and Mo Poor could immediately feel the strength in his hand, yes, very strong.

If he is not a pig teammate, he can accept it. Personality and so on, everyone can get used to it after a long time of contact.

Mo Poor is well-trained, he regained his composure in an instant, and quickly brought the topic back to the right path, saying: "I don't know what to call you yet."

The man smiled and said: "By the way, you don't have my information. Brother, my surname is Gou."

"You will call me Lord Gou from now on!"

"Gou...dog?" Mo Poor frowned, thinking of his nickname of dog thief, co-authored his real surname Gou.

"It's not a dog, it's Master Gou! You can't do without a word!" Master Gou glared at Mo Poor.

Mo Poor instantly felt his extremely oppressive aura, and those eyes seemed to be staring at him like some kind of beast.

He hastily maintained a smile and said, "Mmmm... I see."

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