Our neighborhood has been transported again.

Chapter 353 Don't go to sea! (13)

Mogu said, "Master, I'll take it back first."

"Go."

After Mogu left, Yang Long breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

For some reason, standing next to Mogu, he felt suffocated and had difficulty breathing.

"The snake is gone just like that."

His eyes were filled with complex emotions. When he brought his men here, the giant snake in the pool had not yet shown itself. When he led his men to the edge of the pool, the giant snake rushed out of the pool, bit one of them and dragged him back into the pool. When they were escaping, it carried away another person.

I thought it was a nightmare, but the nightmare was easily resolved.

After some time, Mogu returned empty-handed from the other side of the node. The snake had its bones broken and was imprisoned in a cage.

"Moving this tree seems like a huge and meticulous project." Qin Ziwen observed carefully. The tree's roots were growing along the wall, with many extending into the pond. Judging from its size, it would take a terrifying amount of time, probably not even a day.

Upon hearing the news, Wei Zhaohua rushed over and excitedly ran over to the tree, touching the trunk with both hands.

"Judging from its size, this tree is at least a hundred years old."

He tapped the tree trunk and judged its density and estimated its growth rate by the feedback sound.

"It's probably more than a hundred years old, at least two or three hundred years old. This tree is extremely dense, so its growth rate won't be very fast."

How long would it take to move it?

Wei Zhaohua frowned in thought. This was also his first time transplanting such a large tree, and he could only estimate many aspects. After careful consideration, he replied, "President, the workload may be quite large. The key to a tree's survival lies in its intact root system. However, this tree is not an ordinary tree; perhaps its need for a robust root system is not as great?"

"Let's try to preserve the root system as much as possible. It's okay if it's a little slower," Qin Ziwen said. For plants, the root system is like blood vessels. If the blood vessels are damaged, the yield will be affected even after transplanting, and it will take more time to recover.

The recovery time is much longer than the transplant time.

This is a simple account that is easy to calculate.

After receiving the chairman's offer to give him more time, Wei Zhaohua was no longer in a hurry. He believed that slow and steady wins the race and that he needed to do more preparation. "I'll go back and ask around to see if any trees in the community have been transplanted before."

"Okay, you can arrange it yourself. Pick the fruit off the tree first, so that it doesn't fall into the pond during transplanting."

"Yes, Chairman."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the training ground, on the second floor of a small building, Qin Ziwen held a long spear and thrust it at the wooden stake in front of him.

I haven't practiced combat skills for a while, so I feel a bit rusty.

Wei Zhaohua ran up the stairs and waited until Qin Ziwen finished demonstrating his movements before approaching him. "President, we found a stone tablet on the wall behind that tree, with some words engraved on it."

"I'll go take a look." Qin Ziwen frowned upon hearing this. There were words on it? Could this pear tree have been planted by someone and left behind?

If I transplant the pear tree, will someone try to find me online again?

And that snake at the bottom of the pool, was it deliberately kept here?

In that brief moment, several thoughts flashed through his mind.

He placed the spear on the weapon rack beside him, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Let's go take a look."

We returned to the interior of the cave.

Many tree roots on the wall were removed, then wrapped in mud and rolled into balls.

The tree's position had also moved forward a bit, revealing the wall that had been hidden behind it. From its shape, it looked like a stone tablet embedded in the wall.

It's definitely a man-made object.

It seems that this tree is not unclaimed.

"President, this stone tablet has been around for quite a while, and many of the characters on it are blurry and hard to read."

When Qin Ziwen got closer, he found that not only could he not see it, but he couldn't understand the characters at all; they didn't even look like Chinese characters!
However, the stone tablet itself seems to be of good quality; it doesn't appear to be pure stone, and its surface even has a faint metallic sheen.

He seemed to realize something, his expression shifting slightly, and he turned his insight to the stone tablet.

[Stone tablet: @#￥Do not go to sea! Do not go to sea! &#Long voyages are dangerous!]

The other party used some unknown means to leave some information on the stone tablet, which can only be deciphered through observation.

Some information above is incomplete. I don't know if this was intentional, or if my level of insight is insufficient, or if there is another reason.

But the overall message is still very clear: it warns newcomers not to go to sea.

"But the boats in the neighborhood have been going out to sea quite a bit lately, and they don't seem to have any problems, right?" Qin Ziwen's gaze fell on the words "far-sea voyage" at the end. Perhaps the other party was not referring to the area around the island, but the real open sea.
Does anyone truly come into this world and sail away in a ship to distant lands? What is the meaning of that?

This map only covers forty-five days. In such a short time, without a nautical chart, how far can one travel?

Apart from these messages, no other information was left on the stone tablet.

“So it’s not a warning to those who come after me not to transplant the tree, then it’s fine for me to transplant this tree.” Qin Ziwen thought for a moment and said to Wei Zhaohua, “Go find a few chisels, I want to leave a message next to it.”

Soon someone brought a chisel and hammer, and Qin Ziwen picked it up and started hammering on the rock face.

"call--"

Blowing away the limestone dust, he looked with satisfaction at the newly carved words left on the wall—"Borrowing a tree for a while."

Taking something without asking is stealing; if I ask, it's not stealing, it's borrowing!
Desert, mountain village.

Xie Ya had just come out of the small room when she was greeted by a hearty laugh. A burly voice strode over and said, "Hahaha, daughter, I've heard some news. You've always wanted to get a ticket to the restaurant, right? I found out that there's an auction where tickets will be sold for items."

Xie Ya's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "Where did you hear that from? Is the information accurate?"

"Of course it's accurate. I spent a level-one rare item to buy this reliable information." Xie Cheng laughed. "I'll try to scrape together enough for the two of us, father and daughter, to get a ticket back."

Xie Ya was a little excited, but she quickly controlled her emotions and suppressed her joy, "Okay."

After her father left, Xie Ya subconsciously thought of the deal that had happened not long ago.

The man asked her how to make up for her innate talent, but what he didn't know was that she was also looking for an opportunity to enter the restaurant.

This time, I happened to have restaurant tickets.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Ya realized that the person probably couldn't afford it, as restaurant tickets always caused a frenzy.

She thought she could take that person to broaden their horizons.

Ambition creates demand.

Otherwise, if one is confined to the small plot of land of one's home, unaware of how vast the outside world is, how can one develop ambition?

Only when there is demand will he have a chance to get his hands on that towering fruit tree.

Thinking of this, Xie Ya's lips curled into a smile.

(End of this chapter)