Xia Chujian tried to digest San Zong's meaning, frowning as she asked, "You mean, because it has no smell, even if you've seen it once now, you can't find it based on smell?"
San Zong nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly it!"
He stared at the plant for a while longer, the expression in his eyes even more astonished, "...This plant needs a very long growth period, it can grow for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years! It should be very rare, but why doesn't it have any smell?"
Xia Chujian thought to herself, probably because it doesn't want to be smelled by 'aliens' like San Zong...
Otherwise, how could there only be one record of humans finding Kong Sang in the Beichen Empire's million-year history! But she found it!
Is it her good luck, or Aunt's good luck?
Xia Chujian couldn't help but let her thoughts run wild.
After a while, she pulled herself back, stared at the Kong Sang, and asked in a low voice, "San Zong, if you were to plant this plant, are you confident you could grow it well?"
After a pause, Xia Chujian added, "This plant is raised by Small Si Xi, it was planted there before..."
Xia Chujian pointed with the barrel of her gun to the place where the small grass nest she had uncovered was.
San Zong hurried over on his knees, using his hands to push aside the floating grass on the ground, carefully examining it under the light of Xia Chujian's helmet lamp.
There was a small pit in that place, dug out by Small Dog, and you could still see faint little plum blossom prints.
San Zong twisted the soil there with his fingers, feeling it for a long time, before saying in disbelief, "...No wonder this grass could be raised by Small Si Xi... because it's very easy to raise! As long as there's light, water, and a little bit of fertilizer, that's all it needs!"
He added another sentence, "...It's a hundred times easier to raise than a Blood Kirin!"
"Are you sure?!" Xia Chujian's eyes lit up, her voice almost trembling with excitement.
San Zong nodded heavily, his little pig face wearing a serious expression like an expert, "In gunmanship, San Zong is not as good as Female Sire; in farming, Female Sire is not as good as San Zong!"
Xia Chujian: "..."
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't speak.
Since Kong Sang was so easy to raise, not a delicate Blood Kirin, Xia Chujian wasn't polite.
She knelt on one leg, held one of Small Dog's front paws, and said in a serious tone, "Small Si Xi, you come back to Mulan City with me, and this plant will come back with us, okay?"
Small Dog tilted its head to look at her, not knowing what she was saying.
But Xia Chujian shook its front paw gently, and said, "If you don't speak, I'll take it as you agreeing. Don't worry, I won't mistreat you. Your precious plant will still be alive, and I'll often make you... egg fried rice."
She couldn't afford stir-fried egg with beef, but she could guarantee egg fried rice once a week.
Small Dog seemed to understand the words "egg fried rice", and almost jumped up to lick Xia Chujian's mask.
Xia Chujian was also happy, gently bumping her forehead against its furry head.
She picked up Small Dog and let it sit on the barrel of her submachine gun.
Then she picked up Ping Qiong's helmet from the ground and put it on her head, saying, "San Zong, take good care of this plant. By the way, how is the Blood Kirin over there, is it ripe?"
San Zong carefully held the Kong Sang with its roots and soil, nodding repeatedly, "It's ripe, just ripe! San Zong wants to ask Female Sire, do you want to try planting Blood Kirin too?"
"Didn't you say it's hard to plant?"
"San Zong didn't have the conditions before, but this time, San Zong wants to bring back those humus soil too!" When San Zong said this, his eyes were full of light, "San Zong thinks that maybe Blood Kirin should grow on this special humus soil that only exists in the Exotic Beast Forest!"
"Well, that's a good idea. But, how are you going to pack this humus soil back?"
"...Female Sire, San Zong thinks, would those round cans for storing meat on the Flying Vehicle work?"
"Why?"
"The round cans for storing meat have temperature control equipment, which can ensure that the Blood Kirin grows in a cold environment."
...
San Zong chattered all the way, and by the time he, Xia Chujian, and Small Dog returned to Feng Qianzhan's civilian Flying Vehicle, Xia Chujian had already approved his plan.
"Okay, then we'll start packing the soil tomorrow."
"Why wait until tomorrow? Can't we do it today?!"
"Don't you sleep?"
"San Zong is not sleepy!"
Xia Chujian looked at the time on her smart bracelet. It was only around ten o'clock at night, indeed still early.
Besides, she was in a very excited state and couldn't sleep anyway.
More importantly, she wanted to hide the Kong Sang from the rest of the team.
So it was best to prepare now.
She nodded, "Then I'll help you."
"No need, Female Sire! San Zong can do it alone!"
Xia Chujian remembered the two exotic beasts that had flown away earlier, worried they might reappear, and insisted, "The Blood Kirin is too important to me. I have to watch you take care of them."
San Zong couldn't argue with that.
...
In the flying vehicle's storage compartment, Xia Chujian emptied the round container that had held the Unicorn Cattle beef. There wasn't much beef left, so she put half of it directly with the Luo Xu Province goat meat.
The other half was left outside to thaw for a delicious meal tomorrow.
This kind of metal round container specifically for storing food was very smart and had an automatic cleaning system.
Xia Chujian let it clean itself for twenty minutes, inside and out.
San Zong carried the cleaned metal round container out of the flying vehicle and lugged it to the place where he had found the nest of Blood Kirin.
These nine Blood Kirin were already mature, but only four of them had seeds, while the other five did not.
Xia Chujian stood aside with her gun, watching San Zong carefully scrape the humus soil from the ground layer by layer and put it into the metal round container.
The temperature at night had already dropped to over minus one hundred degrees Celsius. Xia Chujian's gloves weren't very warm, and her fingers were almost frozen.
Fortunately, the ivory-white coat her aunt had given her was quite warm. Worn inside her outer coat, it was like carrying a portable heater, warm and comfortable.
As San Zong busied himself, Xia Chujian's thoughts began to drift.
She was wondering why the coat her aunt had given her could actually withstand the assassin's dagger! What material was the coat made of to have such an effect?
The body armor she wore closest to her skin was made of nano-materials and issued by the Dark Night Hunter Association. It could stop bullets, so it should also be able to stop daggers, right? But considering that Feng Qianzhan was a Rank B Gene Evolver with peak Mental Strength, could nano-material body armor really withstand a dagger thrown by a Mental Strength expert? She still remembered the fierce kinetic energy, which was no less than a sniper bullet fired from the Judicator No. 7 Sniper Rifle! But why could that coat? In any case, the battle with Feng Qianzhan was the most thrilling battle Xia Chujian had experienced since becoming a Dark Night Hunter.
She realized for the first time that Gene Evolvers with strong Mental Strength were really different from ordinary people.
What if she encountered such people in the future? After thinking about it, she only had one solution: continue to practice her Gunmanship diligently.
If her body couldn't evolve, she could only rely on learning a skill.
Gunmanship was also a skill, no problem.
While Xia Chujian was lost in thought, San Zong had already collected the most essential humus soil and put it into the large round container.
Then, he took out the four Blood Kirin with seeds, removed the seeds one by one, and planted them together with the Kong Sang that Small Dog had, wrapping the roots in soil.
The other five Blood Kirin without seeds and the four that had been stripped of their seeds were stacked together and placed in a special preservation storage bag by Xia Chujian, which could keep them fresh for up to a week.
San Zong carried the large round container filled with humus soil, walking forward step by step.
The half-person-high large round container almost reached San Zong's chest.
But he carried it steadily.
"Is it heavy? Let me help you carry it," Xia Chujian said, slinging her gun behind her and reaching out to help San Zong.
San Zong quickly shook his head and said, "This isn't heavy, San Zong can carry it! San Zong likes to carry it! San Zong is happy when he thinks about being able to grow the Blood Kirin!"
It was clear that he was genuinely happy.
Xia Chujian smiled and then thought of a more practical problem.
She was silent for a moment and asked, "San Zong, Feng Qianzhan is dead. Can you still go back to the Plantation outside Mulan City?"
San Zong blurted out, "Yes, I can! Why can't I?"
Xia Chujian: "..."
She couldn't really say why, but she had a feeling he couldn't.
Carefully organizing her words, Xia Chujian said tactfully, "I know the rules of your Plantation, that you can't leave casually. Once you leave, you're treated as a runaway."
In fact, all normal humans in Mulan City know that the Humanoid slaves in the plantations outside the city can never leave the plantations for the rest of their lives. Once they leave, they can be shot dead on the spot by the enforcers of the Punishment Department.
San Zong was stunned for a moment, and said, "But, San Zong didn't escape by himself... it was the Director who let San Zong go with that human..."
"Do you have evidence?"
"What evidence?"
"Evidence that your Director let you go, such as smart chat messages, electronic passes, anything will do."
San Zong's face fell: "No... at least San Zong doesn't have it."
Saying that, he looked up and asked expectantly: "Will that bad guy have it? That Feng Qianzhan?"
Xia Chujian thought to herself, even if he did, she had already scattered Feng Qianzhan's ashes, so where could she find it?
Besides, if there was such a thing, would Feng Qianzhan put it in the Flying Vehicle, instead of carrying it with him? But she still said: "I can go to the Flying Vehicle to look for it, but if I can't find it, you have to be mentally prepared, which means you can't go back to the Plantation."
"...Really can't go back? The Director should be very happy for San Zong to go back..." San Zong was still a little unwilling to give up.
His little pig brain didn't have so many twists and turns, and didn't understand why this was happening.
It wasn't his fault, was it?
Xia Chujian warned him word by word: "You can try, but there is a high probability that you will die if you try."
"Die?"
"That is, be beaten to death."
San Zong: "..."
His whole body trembled, obviously triggering some bad memories.
He was silent.
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