ebookland Chapter 184 Spiritual Power to Promote Seedling Growth is Also a Type of Cultivation
Chapter 184 Spiritual Power to Promote Seedling Growth is Also a Type of Cultivation
Wenwen stood behind the door, channeling her spiritual energy into her hands, and a wave of heat poured down from her fingertips.
The heatwave quickly engulfed the potatoes on the ground, stopping just an arm's length away.
Wenwen slowly controlled the heatwave enveloping the pile of potatoes in front of her, trying her best to control the temperature within the enveloping area.
Gradually, the wrapped potato began to change. Its skin turned green and tiny sprouts began to emerge from the eyes. Right before everyone's eyes, the sprouts grew until they were about the length of a finger.
"Phew, mission accomplished." Wenwen withdrew her spiritual power and squatted down to examine the tender sprout.
Pick one up and look at it twice, then switch to another, pick up another and look at it twice. Finally, give yourself a thumbs up, "Not bad, the sprouts are very uniform, it should be able to be planted, it definitely can be planted."
Wenwen looked up, her big eyes blinking as she looked at her brothers, "Brothers, how is it?"
how about it?
They were terrified, weren't they?
These people had seen the sprouted potatoes before and tried their best to dissuade Wenwen from buying them. Now look at them, they've been proven wrong, extremely wrong, haven't they?
I initially disliked the appearance and taste of the sprouted shoots, but who knew that after growing them, I would find them delicious.
They're even using spiritual power to urge people to sprout, waiting to plant the seeds, and hoping they'll grow up quickly so they can eat them.
Such contrasting expectations made the teenagers feel slightly awkward.
However, this awkwardness is insignificant now; they have more pressing questions to ask.
"Little sister, how do you control this? I'm worried I won't be able to control it well."
"Little sister, demonstrate it for us again, so I can take a closer look."
"Little sister, what's the key step we need to pay attention to?"
"Little sister, I'm worried I won't do it well, maybe..."
Wenwen patiently answered her brothers' questions one by one, and then demonstrated and explained them again.
It can be said that the concept has been thoroughly analyzed and understood; now it depends on the understanding of the older brothers.
"Did you understand?"
"I may understand what I've heard, but I don't know if I'll understand it when I do it."
"Talk is cheap; let's give it a try first."
Several teenagers stood in different corners, assumed their stances, and began to circulate their spiritual energy, following the steps Wenwen had instructed them to take one by one.
Using spiritual energy to project heat waves is something everyone can do, no problem.
Controlling the heatwave to stop is not a problem.
When it came to the step of wrapping the potatoes in heat and slowly controlling the temperature, all sorts of problems arose.
Wen Chengjian's first two steps were very swift, but he got to the third step.
His intention was to control the temperature gradually, but in his excitement, the heatwave was too intense, and the pile of potatoes in front of him was completely charred. The potatoes did not sprout, but instead turned into a pile of charcoal.
The group couldn't help but laugh when they smelled the burning odor and saw the pile of charcoal in front of him.
"Brother, you're using too much firepower! Control it a bit, this stuff is precious, it'll be inedible if it's too burnt, hahaha..."
Wen Chengjian looked at the pile of charcoal in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed. "Little sister, your brother will be more careful next time."
Wenwen waved her hand and said, "Big brother, it's okay, let's try again." After saying that, she took away the black charcoal and replaced it with a new pile.
Wen Chengbin's situation is exactly the opposite of Wen Chengjian's.
The first two steps are equally swift.
In the third step, he learned from Wen Chengjian's mistake and slowly released spiritual energy to control the temperature. Just when he was about to succeed at the last moment, he became complacent and failed at the last minute. He released all the heat at once, and the potatoes did not turn into charcoal, but they were half-cooked.
Wenwen picked up the potatoes in front of him and chuckled, "Second Brother, these are still edible, but they need to be stewed again."
"Hehe, I'll have my third aunt add more firewood and stew it thoroughly."
"Little sister, let your second brother try again, just one more time."
Learning from the lessons of his two older brothers, Moon Sung-hee started cautiously, proceeding step by step and steadily making his way to the third step.
Wen Chengxi controlled the heat wave to slowly envelop the potato. The encirclement gradually closed, and the temperature slowly rose. When it reached a certain level, he tried his best to maintain it. Miracles gradually occurred. The potato skin began to turn green, and it seemed that something was about to happen at the sprouts.
Sweat dripped from Wen Chengxi's forehead, and everyone secretly encouraged him.
Ultimately, due to insufficient spiritual energy, the activity at the bud point ceased.
However, the bluish tinge at the bud's eye indicates that the bud had made some movement, but it wasn't strong enough.
Wenwen encouraged him, "Third Brother, with a little more spiritual energy, these potatoes of yours will definitely sprout. Keep up the good work."
"Yes, don't worry, little sister, I won't give up."
Seeing his three older brothers fail, Wen Chengfeng felt a sudden relief from the pressure on his shoulders.
Wen Chengfeng thought to himself, if his brothers are no good, then he is even less so.
Could he possibly be better than his brothers? Of course not.
He was self-aware enough not to engage in pointless struggles, but he also couldn't let his sister down.
After some self-comfort and self-encouragement, Wen Chengfeng calmly and methodically proceeded to the third step.
Wen Chengfeng controlled the heatwave to slowly encircle the potatoes. At first, the encirclement only included 3 potatoes, but the encirclement slowly closed in.
The men watching from the side, who were eyeing them menacingly, stared wide-eyed.
What kind of crazy thing is this fourth brother doing? It's an eyesore!
With so few seedbeds, what can you do with them? There's a huge pile on the ground; how long will it take to germinate them, just a few at a time? Shameless.
Perhaps Wen Chengfeng himself felt it was a bit too few, so he added a few more rings until the number reached ten, at which point he decisively closed the encirclement.
Then comes the output of heat to control the temperature. Good news! The potato skin started to turn green, and tiny bumps the size of a fingernail began to sprout from the eyes. And then, that was it.
Wen Chengfeng finished work and said dejectedly, "I can't go on, I'm too tired."
Thus far, none of the older brothers have been able to successfully germinate the buds.
Wenwen knew that cultivation was not something that could be achieved overnight, and Rome wasn't built in a day. She didn't have much to say about it, so she could only comfort them, "Brothers, don't be discouraged. This is just the beginning. If you practice more, you will succeed one day."
Wenwen casually gestured and pointed to the potatoes on the ground, saying, "Brothers, you can use these potatoes to practice. It doesn't matter if they get burnt or roasted. If you can't eat them, you can use them as fertilizer. It's a recycling program, so there's definitely no waste. Use them with confidence. I'll replace them with another batch when you're done."
"Yes, we'll listen to our sister and won't be polite."
"Don't mention it, hehe..."
After making the arrangements, Wenwen stood on the other side and continued to sprout the potatoes and sweet potatoes.
After all, she had the ability to cheat using her spatial abilities, so it was understandable that she had abundant spiritual energy within her body.
For her, sprouting was a very simple task, and it was done in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.
Looking at the potatoes and sweet potatoes covered with tender sprouts, Wenwen felt a sense of accomplishment for no reason.
I bent down and picked up a few sprouted potatoes and sweet potatoes.
"Let's go find Grandpa and the others."
He walked out of the kitchen as he spoke.