HPDBC Chapter 65 Fulfilling Hard Work
Chapter 65 Fulfilling Hard Work
Su Yunxi stared blankly at Song You's retreating figure.
When Song You caught a glimpse of her appearance in the rearview mirror, his doubts instantly vanished.
Any feelings of maladjustment or being subjected to repressive education are all in the past.
This junior is very smart nowadays. She probably already found another job, or she doesn't have to worry about work at all. She just came to my little temple for peace and quiet and to experience life.
He's pretending to be weak to take advantage of others.
Song You had a plan in mind, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he slowed down the tricycle so that it wouldn't bounce so much.
"Don't worry, junior," his voice drifted on the wind to the back, "Since you've made up your mind to intern with me, I certainly won't treat you unfairly."
He paused, his tone becoming exceptionally sincere.
"From now on, everything at the agritainment business will depend on you. I promise I'll make sure you have a very fulfilling day every day; I'm counting on your hard work."
He emphasized the word "fulfilling" with extra force.
Hearing this, Su Yunxi's cheeks flushed slightly, but her heart felt sweet. She took it as a sign of closeness and reliance, and nodded vigorously.
"Okay! Don't worry, senior, I'll definitely do my best!"
Song You didn't say anything more, but silently turned the ignition switch, and the tricycle suddenly sped up.
Saving the tree is the priority.
……
It was already getting dark when the brand-new blue electric tricycle stopped in front of the farmhouse.
Su Yunxi jumped down from the truck bed and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard in front of her, feeling completely different.
Last time she came, she was a guest, with a critical and curious attitude.
This time, she came as a spiritual master, carrying a sense of belonging that she was about to take root here.
The vegetable patches in the yard are lush and green, full of life, and just looking at them makes one feel comfortable.
The chicken coop in the corner, though simple, was kept clean and tidy. She even thought the few bluestone slabs used for paving were prettier than those elsewhere.
"Senior, this courtyard is really nice," she exclaimed sincerely.
"This will be your office from now on." Song You parked the car and began unloading his things.
He first took out Su Yunxi's heavy suitcase.
"You can stay in the room on the second floor; it has a good view and is quiet."
"Okay." Su Yunxi followed behind him, like a kitten patrolling its territory, looking around.
Song You led her up to the second floor and pushed open the door to the guest room on the right.
The room wasn't big, but it was very clean. There was a wooden bed, a desk, and a small wardrobe. The furnishings were simple, but it felt very cozy.
He put his suitcase on the ground with a thud.
"Please tidy up first. The bedding is all in the closet, and it's all newly changed. I'll go downstairs and bring in those potted plants."
"I'll help you!" The proactive employee, Su Yunxi, immediately wanted to follow her down.
"No need, it's too heavy for a girl like you to carry all that." Song You waved his hand, firmly pressing her to the spot. "You should organize your things first, and I'll show you around the kitchen later."
After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs.
Su Yunxi was left alone in the room.
She walked to the window, opened it, and the cool mountain breeze of the evening blew in, carrying the fresh scent of earth and plants.
She took a deep breath and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
But then, her nose twitched slightly.
In the air, besides the scent of the mountains and fields, there seemed to be a very faint smell that didn't belong here.
It wasn't the grassy smell that Song You wore, but rather the smell of shampoo and skincare products that only girls would use.
It's very faint, almost imperceptible, but it definitely exists.
Su Yunxi's smile slowly faded.
She paced around the room quietly for a couple of steps, then stopped by the bed, bent down to get close to the pillow, and gently sniffed it.
The flavor is clearer now.
She straightened up, walked to the window, and looked at the busy figure in the courtyard below. Her eyes were calm, revealing no emotion.
Down in the courtyard, Song You had already moved all the potted plants down.
He casually placed the money tree and the pothos under the eaves, but he solemnly placed the "Terra World Tree" on the stone table in the center of the yard.
He walked around the table, his brow furrowed.
[Pathological Examination (Basic)], Initiate!
In an instant, countless subtle streams of information flooded into his mind. Song You tried to get the [Druid's Diary] to organize them, and to his surprise, it actually responded.
[Target: Terra World Tree (Seedling Stage)]
[Status: Near death (Life countdown: 71 hours 32 minutes)]
[Pathological analysis: Extensive root necrosis, exceeding 80%. Lignification and blockage of the main roots, severely obstructing nutrient transport channels. Poor soil environment, pH imbalance, and lack of trace elements...]
Lines of diagnostic information were clearly presented in his mind.
The situation was worse than he had imagined.
This plant was completely rotten from the roots up.
Fortunately, although the Druid's Diary's identification was mysterious, identifying it as the World Tree of Terra, the approach to solving the problem was very practical.
Its real-world counterpart is a rare plant from Latin America, and it follows basic botanical principles.
Song You calmed himself down and began to provide first aid.
He first found some tools and carefully removed the entire plant from the poor-quality flowerpot.
The potting soil was dry and hard, and as the diagnosis had predicted, most of the roots had turned dry and dark brown, with only a few white, tenacious roots clinging to life near the main stem.
He used scissors to carefully cut off all the roots that had completely died, moving gently so as not to damage the remaining living tissue.
Then, he dug up some fertile black soil from the edge of the vegetable garden, mixed it with some burnt wood ash, and repotted the World Tree into a breathable terracotta pot.
After doing all this, he scooped a ladle of water from the water tank, a faint green light condensing at his fingertips, and slowly poured it into the water.
This is the most basic force of nature, containing pure vitality.
He slowly poured the water, which was full of life, into the new flowerpot.
Visibly, those leaves that were originally withered and curled up seemed to have stretched out a bit, and the peculiar silver-white veins around the edges of the leaves also seemed to have brightened up a little.
It works!
Song You was secretly delighted.
But when he reread the Druid's log, his heart sank.
[Life countdown: 71 hours and 15 minutes]
The countdown time only decreased as real time passed; it did not increase or even stop because of his emergency treatment.
Conventional methods can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.
Song You took a deep breath; it seemed he had no choice but to use his true power.
He stretched out his right hand, palm facing the seedling, and slowly and continuously channeled more of his natural energy into it.
A pale green halo enveloped the entire seedling.
He could clearly feel that the plant's life core, like an extremely thirsty infant, was frantically devouring the energy he was sending over.
[Life countdown: 68 hours and 05 minutes]
[Life countdown: 65 hours and 40 minutes]
……
[Life countdown: 59 hours and 22 minutes]
The countdown time is decreasing rapidly!
No, that's not right!
Song You suddenly stopped, a fine layer of sweat appearing on his forehead.
The moment he stopped transmitting energy, the countdown numbers slowly jumped back to normal.
[Life countdown: 70 hours and 58 minutes]
After several attempts, the result was the same.
His natural power was like an overdose of stimulant; it not only failed to keep it alive temporarily, but once the effect wore off, it would decay even faster.
It's like a bucket with a hole in the bottom; he poured water in too fast and broke an even bigger hole.
If the hole isn't plugged, pouring in more water will be a waste of time.
Song You's expression turned serious; he was now facing a predicament.
Completely repairing the root system requires a vast amount of pure life energy, but his current amount of natural power is insufficient to perform such a life-saving operation.
However, if the root system is not repaired, this legendary golden world tree will surely die within three days.
This is the World Tree!
Just by reading the descriptions in the log, one can tell what this thing would mean for him, a rural druid, once it grows up.
That would be a qualitative leap!
We absolutely cannot let it die like this.
Song You paced back and forth in the courtyard, his mind racing, searching for every possible solution.
He went through all his abilities and resources in his mind.
Suddenly, he stopped.
A memory he had temporarily set aside suddenly surfaced clearly in his mind.
The back mountain, that secluded ravine, the wild boar he killed.
And there's that bayberry tree, guarded by a male wild boar, bearing deep red fruit.
The Druid's Diary at the time identified it as a Red Dragon Nest Fruit!
That fruit, too, contains immense life energy!