How Am I Still Alive?

"Damn it! This tree boat actually has training wheels, it can walk by itself when the water is shallow!"

The huge giant tree has vaguely surpassed the limit of the flood, and a series of auxiliary wheels that suddenly unfolded have become its moving aid.

"I'm going, what the hell is this, and the tentacle symbiotic plant? It can climb automatically on rough terrain."

Those parasitic and symbiotic magic plants climbing on the bow and outside of the ship started to act under the command of the "astronaut gardener".

Some helped to move and assist, and some tore apart the broken bricks and tiles, took out the injured living from inside, and placed them gently on the boat.

Those parasitic magic plants are like dozens of robotic arms that work automatically, performing various rescue tasks perfectly.

The high-speed and precise movements made Lu Pingan suspect that this person had ordered the level 12 full weapon specialization (tentacle), but after careful observation, he found that this was the automatic behavior of the magic plant, and the gardener had no control at all.

"How did you train? Mo Zhi would be so obedient?"

And outside the ship, there are several large magic plants, which are acting as the power source for the activities.

Due to the many power points and a sufficient number of auxiliary mobile "equipment", this huge boat is much more flexible than expected.

The entire ark seems to be moving slowly, but the places it passes through are cleaned up. Most of the lives in the eyes of the "life controller" cannot be hidden.

There are more and more people on the ark, and Lu Pingan and Maomao have also found jobs that suit them, and persuade them to take refuge in the ark.

In this regard, the brothers are always prepared, not only the well-made signs and slogans, but also hot water and enough food reserves in the hollows of the trees. Just the smell of barbecue coming from the cabin makes the survivors who are still in shock feel at ease Quite a lot.

And those tentacles distorted in mid-air, as well as various supernatural scenes and monsters, also made people in this age when the mystery was still mostly hidden, restrained a lot.

Fear shaped the order of the first round.

"My family, my daughter."

"I beg you, I kneel down for you, my home is in the south."

But not all rescuers will obey orders obediently.

Their wailing and screaming are far less helpless than this kind of "request".

In the face of these pleadings from the heart, even though he knew it was just a past, Mao Mao still quickly fell into a rather embarrassing predicament.

Perhaps, it was precisely because it was a true falsehood, and because everything had ended long ago, that she was so hesitant.

"We will rescue meow with the highest efficiency, we are a professional rescue team, please trust us meow!"

She could only recite her lines insincerely.

"Even if you are professional rescuers, but my family is not in this direction, can you save us first."

"Yes, please, five hundred thousand. I can sell the house."

"Are you a rescue team? Why is there a rescue team here? Did you all know that this was going to happen?!"

These words made Maomao even more flustered and even shaken.

But the seniors over there were busier and more malicious, pretending not to see it clearly.

In a sense, this may also be a test for the younger generation.

"Go in, or I'll throw you overboard."

Lu Pingan smiled and said cruel words that the rescue team should never have said.

"How can you do this, I want to report it!"

The moment the first opponent spoke, pitch-black tentacles suddenly appeared.

In an instant, the man was thrown from the big ship amidst screams.

"Report? You have to die. Don't trouble us, we are very busy, very busy."

Lu Pingan, who was always smiling, chose the cruelest and most efficient way to deal with it.

And behind him, countless tentacles either danced wildly towards the sky, or slammed on the board of the ship frantically, their posture was like a demon king descending into the world.

The screams of the unlucky man who was killed to scare the monkeys still echoed in the air. Immediately, the survivors entered the lower floor much faster.

However, this is still not the most efficient.

"You, you, you, stay, wait for someone to come up, you communicate with them. We need to focus on search and rescue, don't let them interfere with our work, otherwise we will leave you too."

He picked up a few strong men who seemed to be unharmed, and the cruel words made the survivors more honest.

After most of the people went down, a tentacle quietly crawled back to the deck, and it was hung on a hapless man who had fainted from screaming.

And this scene was naturally seen by the three senior brothers.

"a bit?"

"Eight points, very decisive and efficient, and similar to Laoguan's ability, it should be very useful in rescue."

"The reason for the deduction?"

"If you are so rough, you will be complained to the point of explosion, and it will be very troublesome afterwards. It is definitely not a good thing to be his boss."

At this time, the old Guan they were talking about also walked to Lu Ping'an's side with a smile, and asked his junior brother a question.

"It's a good job, but if it's a realistic rescue, can you be so decisive? Killing chickens to make an example to monkeys may really kill you, but that's different from dying in a rescue situation. If you do a good job, even if you kill people, you still have to save them." More mental preparation?"

This is a kind reminder from the senior brother, and it is to remind Lu Pingan that he has awakened early so that he will not be afraid of the real encounter.

What I got was Lu Ping'an's calm smile as before.

"If it's realistic, hehe, I should go too far."

Although there was no beginning or end, Guan Xinxian understood it instantly.

"Severe points are deducted. Although I personally like your attitude, junior brother, your superior will work very hard, probably the kind who will help you write and finish the report all day long."

The two senior brothers seem to have given similar evaluations.

But unexpectedly, none of them had any ill feeling towards this reckless young man.

"We are the ancient city special disaster rescue team, the water detachment of the third team. It is our duty and work to save more people. Don't listen to those chicken soup for the soul and what some don't. Our time is the life of others, and neither are we professionals. Ordinary rescuers, when necessary."

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"I met Xiaosang when I was traveling in the East China Sea."

"At that time, it was only so small, a small sapling less than half the height of a person"

".I 'selected' it when it was still young. It is very hard to cultivate it, and it grows too fast."

"I need to find a small world for it to grow, so that it can freely show its beauty and strength."

".Does it like it? Why do you ask such a silly question? I doubt how you learned the basic course of gardening. The love and dislike in the human sense, and even the meaning of life are things like humans. some."

"What is it like to have the 'young son' taken from the fruit tree, what is the taste of the wheat that is restricted and harvested regularly in the wheat field, it is probably torture by human standards, but this is meaningless in itself, plants are not animals, Their desire to 'live' and 'grow fast' far exceeds that of others"

"Hey, let's get back to the topic. As a bonsai artist, the most important thing is to choose the protagonist in your "scenery", which is often the "main landscape tree" with amazing potential. Don't forget, you are a "pot" that provides a living space The designer of the game, who is the real protagonist."

Under the guidance of his senior brother, Lu Pingan even gained a lot of experience in the gardener system, not to mention a lot more understanding of the bonsai designer job.

Cruel to plants? The concept of cruelty is probably only possessed by animals.

What is the relationship between the new plant regenerated from cuttings and the original mother, and what is the offspring that it reproduces with the mother as a gene replica?

Seeing plants through human eyes is bound to be a mess, they are not essentially the same thing at all.

This involves the fundamental difference between animals and plants, as well as the basic logical conflicts of why animal trainers and gardeners cannot be concurrently trained.

At this time, Lu Pingan was taught a lesson by his seniors.

Is it cruel to treat plants as ornamental trees? Regular cropping is torture? Those logs that have been cut down in the wild, and even the weeds that have been deprived of the chance of survival, probably have no chance to make a sound.

At this moment, Lu Pingan deeply understood why the gardener's first awakened ability was basically "listen to life".

When they hear about plants' desire for survival, growth and even reproduction for a long time, they will naturally throw away the rules and regulations that restrain themselves.

".Using human morality, our development and utilization of any plant is utilitarian and cruel, but for the plant we have chosen, it has the opportunity to beat others of the same kind in the competition for survival, so they will We are relatively friendly to other plants that have been deprived of their chances of survival."

It would be terrible to kill thousands of people in a catastrophe for human beings. When "gardeners" go for a walk when harvesting rice fields and burning forest land, the "howling" and "fear" of the harvest will make most gardeners who are suitable for this road , quickly throwing away certain moral values ​​that apply only to humans.

If we really want to use human moral standards to "anthropomorphize plants", gardeners and farmers are extremely cruel professions. Human beings who eat rice every day are probably cancers of the planet.

In fact, Lu Ping'an's time as a first-level gardener was too short, and he didn't have enough mastery of basic courses, so he asked some unbelievable words for veterans.

At the same time, he also understood why bonsai masters and flower arrangers are regarded as two completely different paths despite their similar abilities and forms of expression.

"The 'flowers' of flower arrangers are dead. They use human aesthetics to create artificial landscapes with plant remains. But the landscapes of bonsai designers are alive and changeable. The protagonist is actually the plant itself. And it's best to start breeding from larvae."

The performance of the two in the early stage is very similar, but the further they go, they are completely different.

The protagonist of flower arrangement is always human, the core is the "beauty" composed of human plant materials, which is the subjective projection of their consciousness, similar to "artificial art" like paintings.

The protagonist of the bonsai artist is the "tree", and people are just assistants. Although it can also be called a work of art, what they pursue more is the "beauty of nature".

There are some things that can only be understood roughly from the paper information. Only when you really experience it, you will find that it is completely different.

"These two paths are quite interesting, but for me, it seems that there is no need to hesitate."