Don't farm, cultivate immortality!

This time, she doesn't plan to make a disposable product like the Heart-Protecting Vine. Instead, she wants to make a spiritual plant that can grow for a long time and is beneficial to people.

It seems that seeing many refugees last year made her determined to cultivate this spiritual plant.

Zhuang Xing understood immediately; she wanted to develop a Plants vs. Monsters game.

It involves planting new plants in the soil, like in a tower defense game, to protect the villagers from harm.

She hopes that even those who are not practitioners can benefit from the effects of these plants.

"What stage have you reached now?" Zhuang Xing asked.

“It can make the seeds dormant,” Yunling said.

The reason she went to find Ruexuecao was to incorporate its dormant characteristic—that it burrows into the ground in spring, summer, and autumn and only emerges in winter—into her product.

The ultimate goal is to make the seed dormant when it encounters humans, but automatically activate when it encounters monsters.

Zhuang Xing thought for a moment and offered Yunling some ideas.

After all, he's a loyal PvZ player. Although he doesn't know any life-giving spells, he can still easily chat with people.

However, he didn't know if he had said anything strange like "colorful black".

Yunling felt that the description was not quite vivid enough just by listening.

Seeing that it was already completely dark and a cold wind was blowing outside, Zhuang Xing said, "Then come to my place sometime, and I'll draw it for you on paper so we can talk about it slowly."

"Then...is tomorrow afternoon okay? Master is going to Qiluzhai tomorrow. I can come over after I've checked the spiritual herbs in the field," Yunling asked.

“Of course,” Zhuang Xing replied.

The two agreed on a time.

Chapter 158 Kung Fu Panda

When Zhuang Xing returned to the house, the little pandas had already tidied up the kitchen nicely.

Zhuang Xing carried a night lamp and inspected their work.

The bowls, chopsticks, plates, and dishes were all neatly stored away and placed on the second-to-last shelf of the cupboard. Because they were too short, it was impossible to move the wood-fired pot back onto the stove. Apart from that, there was nothing to complain about.

The panda came closer to him, seemingly waiting for his praise.

"Well done." Zhuang Xing didn't hold back his praise.

He scratched the pandas' heads, and each panda squinted its eyes.

Small animals are truly therapeutic; no wonder so many people love keeping pets. He now understands this firsthand.

But his pet is much better than any cat or dog; it not only knows how to be cute, but it can also wash dishes and sweep the floor.

Once he teaches them to cook, Zhuang Xing feels he can finally let go and not worry about anything. He can lie in bed and live the life of a giant baby, where food and clothes are done for him.

Zhuang Xing, contemplating the wonderful life ahead, finally checked the room one last time before lying down on the bed with the pandas.

Listening to the breathing beside him, he peacefully drifted off to sleep.

He woke up again the next morning before dawn.

Zhuang Xing, how could you be so dejected?

I'll sleep for five minutes and then get up!

...

I slept until the sun shone through the window before I woke up.

Actually, I didn't stay in bed too late, it was only around eight or nine o'clock at most.

It's not his fault, it's just that the blankets were too comfortable.

With a panda next to you, the bed is so warm that you don't want to get up.

So, the reason I used to get up so early was because it was too uncomfortable to stay in bed?

No, it must be a lighting issue!

The bedroom only has one small window, so you have no idea whether it's daylight or not.

He doesn't even know what time it is, how can he get up?

He removed the guard from his chest, stretched, got dressed, and went to the front door to wash up.

When the pandas saw him get up, they all followed him around the house.

"Your Majesty, when shall we eat?"

"I'll make breakfast after I warm up."

Zhuang Xing decided to practice in front of the door. He faced the sun, circulated his internal energy, and slowly practiced the warm-up technique to stretch his body.

The pandas watched him curiously, but seeing that he was engrossed in his fight, they all remained silent.

But after watching for a while, the panda also started practicing along with his movements.

The little guy with short legs and short arms was playing quite well, but he accidentally tripped and fell into the snow, leaving a mark on the snow.

Zhuang Xing certainly saw them following him as they fought, but he didn't know if the warm-up techniques he taught to humans would be effective on the little pandas.

It seems difficult. The size difference between red pandas and humans is too great. They are small animals that are used to walking on all fours. Although wild red pandas sometimes stand up like humans, it is not that they are learning to walk like humans. It is just to make themselves look bigger and to scare the creatures in front of them. It is a warning behavior similar to a cat bristling.

It's really too difficult for them to bend their knees and squat down like humans, and to perform this move or that move.

You can tell by how many times the red pandas fell. In just a short while, the five red pandas had made quite a few tumbles in the snow.

Although several marks overlapped, creating a shadow clone effect, Zhuang Xing still counted them out. There were a total of nine marks, meaning that on average, each panda fell nearly twice.

That being said, there was one panda that never fell.

It's Shoumu. Shoumu is the older brother of the little panda. He doesn't know magic, but he is very agile and swift.

It seemed to have a high degree of coordination with its body, and actually imitated Zhuang Xing's moves.

He's showing signs of becoming a martial arts prodigy.

"Shoumu, practice with me again."

Since there wasn't much else to do, Zhuang Xing decided to select this promising talent and give him a proper lesson.

Who knows, maybe we can train a kung fu panda in the future.

He taught Shoumu to breathe with him, and squatted down to correct Shoumu's movements with his hands.

Shoumu didn't know what the purpose was, but he still followed along and learned very seriously.

"When you have nothing to do in the future, you can practice on your own. If you forget how to practice, you can also come and ask me," Zhuang Xing said to Shou Mu.

"But Your Majesty, why practice this?" Shoumu asked.

"Practicing this can improve your health," Zhuang Xing said with a smile.

After warming up a bit, Zhuang Xing went to the kitchen to cook.

I've bought the stove and ingredients, so I can cook for myself from now on.

He didn't find cooking troublesome, only washing dishes.

But now that pandas wash the dishes and burn firewood for him, he doesn't have to do these troublesome things anymore.

This morning, he didn't make things too complicated; he simply cooked a bowl of noodle soup.

No dough was left to rise, no noodles were made. The dough was kneaded, so I just threw the unleavened dough into the pot to cook, and also cooked a few soft-boiled eggs.

After breakfast, he continued to take care of his new home.

Because Yunling was coming in the afternoon, he wanted to get the main hall ready first.

Tables and chairs should be provided.

He made the stool in a simple way. He went to the back mountain, cut down a few round tree stumps, shaped them into a form, and placed them on the bluestone bricks. It looked quite presentable.

He wanted the table to be more durable, so he got a square stone table.

He asked the pandas to find him a large rock, preferably a square one. The pandas were nimble in the mountains, and upon receiving the order, they scattered and climbed trees and into the wilderness. The rugged cliffs and thick tree trunks could not stop their progress.

Zhuang Xing waited where he was, and soon the panda brought news.

The panda led him to a cliff in the pine forest, where there was a rock slightly higher than Zhuangxing.

It was a black stone. He reached out and touched it. The stone had a good texture. The sand on the outside must have been caused by years of wind. He activated his innate Qi and cut it open a little. The inside was very solid. It was a good piece of stone.

I've decided on you.

"Come behind me," Zhuang Xing called to the pandas.

The panda obediently went behind him, and he drew his sword, sketching out its general shape in his mind.

As I said before, he doesn't need a fancy desk for himself; practicality is enough.

There's no need for table legs or patterns; just cut a square stone table and place it in the room.

So, after a moment of preparation, he unleashed his sword energy.

He used a sword technique he learned from Yan Huai'an. This sword was extremely powerful, and the huge black stone was cut open like tofu. Stone fragments fell to the ground, and the pandas raised their tails as they looked at the neat cut surface.

The one who was most afraid was Shouyong. That day, when it used its mist magic, it was almost cut by this sword. It shuddered and was so frightened that it climbed up a tree, trembling with fear.

Zhuang Xing reached out and picked it up from the tree, comforting it for a while until it recovered.

Chapter 159 marks the passing of another year.

Zhuang Xing carried the cut stone table back into the house.

This large stone table is quite heavy; most people certainly couldn't lift it. However, it was deep winter, and the mountainside was covered in snow, so there was no need to carry it.

After Zhuang Xing cut the black stone, its bottom became as smooth as a mirror. He only needed to tie it horizontally with a rope, and he could pull the stone forward on the snow like a sled.

The pandas also tried, but unfortunately, they weren't strong enough. All five of them together couldn't move the stone very far and ended up panting heavily.

After transporting the stone table to the front door, Zhuang Xing tested its weight, focused his energy in his dantian, and then carried it into the main hall.

Before Yunling arrived, he continued to repair the damaged parts of the house and also opened two windows in the lobby and bedroom to make the light brighter.

In the afternoon, while we were still working, Yunling arrived.