Make full use of everything when moving house

  Wilderness Survival is Bai Hua's first skill.

  There's a saying that goes, "If you read 300 Tang poems, even if you can't write poetry, you'll be able to recite it!" Over the past two months or so, due to frequent use of this ability, Bai Huan felt that he had absolutely reached an intermediate level of proficiency.

  It's as if now, he still can't have a pet in sight, but for the environment where pets are, he is at ease.

  That lean old mouse was no longer struggling in the well, but instead climbed up along the wall and into a dark passageway that resembled a sewer.

  At first he thought it was a mouse hole, but as he crawled...

  Bai Guang felt his heart beating a bit faster, and he concentrated his mind even more, continuing to explore along the hidden passage. The mouse that was being controlled by someone else had gone over ten meters deep when it suddenly darted into a small cellar, and in this small cellar, which was about the size of a coal gas tank, there seemed to be some kind of container or jar?

  What... what is this? Bai Huang's heart suddenly felt like a drum, violently pounding twice.

  Regarding Zeng's wife's family, there were also some rumors and hearsay in the village before, saying that they were relatives of the landlord in the town and helped the big landlord hide a lot of things during the special ten years.

  Is all of this really true?

  Bai Guang couldn't believe it, those rumors, he was very interested when he was young, often with his little friends, running to the front and back of this house "digging for treasure".

  But later on, as I grew older, it just became a joke.

  But what are these things that have actually appeared in his perception of the cellar and the jars and pots in it?

  No need to say more, let's get started!

  As for the owner of this house, Zeng had just taken his son away and was now accompanying Zhou Zhengwu to drink tea and talk.

  False reporting, not only suspected of framing but also wasting grassroots police force. If such people are not severely cracked down on, it would simply be condoning evil practices! So Old Policeman Zhou Zhengwu left Bai Huan's house and immediately found Zeng Guizi, taking him back to the station for a good interrogation.

  Mice are professional biological excavators, but they can't stand this cellar, it's really solidly built.

  Not only were the four walls all rammed and solid, but also a layer of large boulders was laid on top that didn't let any wind through.

  One wasn't enough, Bai Huanli immediately expanded his senses and caught two more sturdy Ding. What's even more outrageous is that after controlling the three mice to drill into the small cellar, he directly activated his Wild Nature Will.

  Whoa! As expected, it's brutal!

  It wasn't because the mouse's efficiency had increased, but rather because these three mice, after growing a circle bigger in size, seemed to be subtly breaking free from his control.

  Grey Striped Flower gained a buff of wild will and directly evolved into Mechanical Tyrannosaurus... no, it's Meow Star Person.

  And these three mice have a tendency to transform into zombie dragon beasts, completely disregarding friend and foe!

  After becoming stronger and smarter, the first thing you do is rebel against your master? Indeed, it's a soulless creature that must be eradicated!

  No wonder as a Druid's natural guardian, they can't tolerate these things.

  With resentment rising, Bai Huan's orders became even more severe: dig, dig, and still dig!

  Their diligence and hard work are such that even the most demanding slave owner can't find fault with them, and their professionalism and efficiency are enough to qualify them for a senior technician position at Blue Arrow.

  Feeling the gradually increasing loose soil in the pit, Bai Huan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  It's just as well that I grasped the Wild Will skill just two days ago, otherwise who knows how long it would take to dig with just these three mice? And having more mice wouldn't be of much use either, since the area is limited and there aren't many places where we can dig without hitting the cobblestone.

  However, as time passed, when the effect of the first empowerment disappeared, Bai Huan used this skill again and found a new problem.

  This skill seems to have an overdraft effect...

  Three old mice were still working with red eyes, tirelessly, but as the controller, Bai Huan had keenly sensed the subtle changes within their bodies.

  Whether it's muscle, blood vessels or nerve tissue, they all show a kind of pathological hyperexcitability due to overloading.

  Of course, this overdraft is not an exciting overdraft that permanently damages health at the expense of permanent damage to health, but rather a one-time release of energy from the body.

  Once the effects of the strengthening have disappeared, a good day's rest will solve everything.

  But it's clear that although this skill has little negative effect, it also cut off Bai Huan's way to make money.

  He had originally hoped that after returning to Xijiang, he would join forces with Yu Debao and go find other bosses who were equally bored out of their minds to fight dogs.

  Originally thought that with this skill, even if it's a 55 open disk mouth, he can turn stones into gold and forcibly change the probability to 91 or even 100.

  But now it seems that this idea is not very realistic. What if the opponent's dog lasts through the skill time, wouldn't that be an instant reversal?

  Considering many people raise pitbulls, which are a type of stubborn and durable goods, the probability of being overturned is simply too high.

  Forget it, let's just follow the old path of afforestation and reforestation. As long as we plan the artificial forest reasonably and form a highly naturalized ecosystem, the power of wildness and serenity will also be fed back continuously.

  It's better to stay away from those heretical and evil things.

  After more than an hour of uninterrupted labor, the miners of Xingxing finally dug out a passageway as wide as half a paper basket, with Bai Huan replenishing his crazy buff five or six times in between.

  It's really buried deep enough.

  When the people of Xingxing were digging, Bai Huan didn't think much of it, but when he stood in front of the hole, he couldn't help but admire and sigh a few times.

  "You've had a tough time!"

  Bai Huan gazed at the three old mice who had already lost their strength, with a deep sense of gratitude in his heart. His face was filled with a mix of emotions, as if he were saying: "In your next life, reincarnate into a better womb, and don't be a mouse again."

  But 0.01 seconds later, he forgot the mouse's body and put it aside, and his eyes sparkled with a blurry round shape reflected in them.

  He lay on the ground, one hand still not quite reaching, and easily pulled out the jar after a while. Bai Huan didn't stop at all, directly jumped over the wall and hid in the tree cluster behind the house.

  Egg-shaped, this might be hiding gold and silver treasures, but it's more likely to be ashes, relics or old pickled vegetables...

  After muttering to himself for a good while, the heaving of his chest finally subsided, and Bai Huan picked up a stone with sharp edges, patted it twice, and smashed away the soil sealing the jar.

  In an instant, Bai Huang was almost blinded by the silver-white light, and his heart felt like it had been grasped in a tight fist, squeezed hard.

  Silver dollar!

  A whole jar of silver dollars!

  As white as jade, cold like frost! Lying quietly in front of him like this.

  It wasn't until much later that Bai Guang finally calmed down from his excitement and joy.

  Snatched up a handful of silver coins, and watched as they slipped one by one through his fingers, clinking onto the pile of more silver coins...

  The crisp and clear sound, is simply too intoxicating, even the image of Yuan Shikai on the silver dollar, is so endearing, it makes one's heart skip a beat...

  Got it in hand, slip away first and talk later! Go home, close the door and count slowly, wealth is not exposed to the public is an ancient saying, must be remembered at all times.

  Bai Huan turned around and was about to slip away, but after taking only one step, he patted his head and turned back to climb over the wall.

  With a mischievous grin, he fished out several silver coins from the jar and tossed them back into the courtyard, as if a thief with a guilty conscience had inadvertently dropped them.

  Bingo, perfect ending.