How Am I Still Alive? Chapter 113

"Damn it! This tree boat actually has an auxiliary wheel, so it can walk by itself when the water is shallow!"

The huge giant tree has vaguely surpassed the limit of the flood, and a large series of auxiliary wheels suddenly unfolded, which became the assistance for its movement.

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

Those parasitic and symbiotic magic plants that climbed the bow and outside of the ship began to act under the command of the "Spaceman Gardener".

Some help with movement assistance, some tear open the broken bricks and tiles, take out the injured living from the inside, and gently place them on the boat.

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

That high-speed and precise movement made Lu Ping'an wonder if this person was a level 12 all-weapon specialization (tentacle), but after careful observation, he found that this was the automatic behavior of the magic plant, and the gardener's body was not controlled at all.

"How is this trained? How can Mozhi be so obedient?"

Outside the ship, there are several large-scale magic plants, which are acting as the power source of the activities.

With so many power points and a sufficient number of auxiliary mobile "devices", the ship is far more flexible than expected.

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

There were more and more people on the ark, and Lu Pingan and Mao Mao also found suitable jobs and persuaded them to take refuge in the boat.

In this regard, the brothers are always prepared, not only the well-made signs and slogans, but also hot water and enough reserve food in the hollow of the trees, just the smell of barbecue coming from the cabin, so that the frightened survivors feel at ease a lot.

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

Fear shaped the order of the first round.

"I...my family, my daughter..."

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

But not all rescuers will obey orders honestly.

Their wailing and screams are far more helpless than this "request".

In the face of these pleadings from the heart, even knowing that it is just a past, Mao Mao still quickly fell into a rather embarrassing dilemma.

Perhaps, it is precisely because it is a true falsehood, and because everything is over long ago, that she is so hesitant.

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

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?"

"Yeah, please, 500,000...I can sell my house..."

"You are the rescue team? Why is there a rescue team here, did you already know this was going to happen?!"

These words made the cat even more flustered and even shaken.

The senior brothers over there were even busier and busier, and pretended not to see it.

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

"Go in, or I'll throw you all away."

Lu Ping'an smiled and said cruel words that the rescue team should never have said.

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

The moment the first opponent opened his mouth, pitch-black tentacles suddenly appeared.

In an instant, the man was thrown out of the big boat amid the screams.

"Report? Let's die too. Don't trouble us, we're busy, very busy."

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

And behind him, countless tentacles danced wildly against the sky, knocking on the ship's board like a mad king.

The screams of the unfortunate who were slaughtered to warn the monkeys were still echoing in the air, and immediately, the survivors entered the lower floor much faster.

But this is still not the most efficient.

"You, you, you, stay, and when someone comes up, you communicate with them. We need to focus on search and rescue, don't let them interfere with our work, or you will be thrown away."

I ordered a few strong men who didn't seem to be injured, and those cruel words made the survivors more honest.

After most of the people had gone down, a tentacle quietly climbed back to the board, where a hapless man who had been screaming and fainted was hanging on it.

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

"a bit?"

"Eight points. It's very decisive and efficient, and its ability is similar to that of Lao Guan. It should be very useful in rescue."

"The reason for the deduction?"

"If he is so rude, he will be complained about, and it will be very troublesome afterwards. It is definitely not a good thing to be his boss."

At this time, the old pass in their mouths also walked to Lu Ping'an's side with a smile, and asked the junior brother.

"Well done, but if it is a realistic rescue, can you be so decisive? Killing chickens to warn monkeys may really die, but that is two different things from dying in the unfavorable rescue. Even if you kill people, save them. More mental preparation?"

This is a kind reminder from the senior brother, and it reminds Lu Ping that he had been awake long ago so that he would not be afraid of his hands and feet when he encounters the truth.

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

"If it's realistic... Hehe, I should be more exaggerated."

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

"Seriously deducting points, although I personally like your attitude, but junior brother, your superiors will work very hard, probably the kind that will help you write the report and end it all day long."

The two senior brothers seem to have given similar evaluations.

But surprisingly, they didn't have any ill feelings towards this reckless young man.

"We are the special disaster rescue team of the ancient city, the water detachment of the third unit, and it is our duty and job to save more people. Don't listen to those chicken soup for the soul and others, our time is other people's lives, and we are not professionals. Ordinary rescuers, when necessary..."

"I met Xiao Sang while traveling in the East China Sea."

"At that time, it was only a little bit, a small sapling less than half a person's height..."

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

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

"...Does it like it? How can you ask this silly question, I doubt how you learned the basics of gardening, the love and dislike in the human sense, and even the meaning of life is human. Such creatures can only exist..."

"...What is it like to have a 'young son' from a fruit tree, what it is like to be restricted and harvested regularly in a wheat field, it is probably torture by human standards, but it is meaningless in itself. , plants are not animals, their desire for 'aliveness' and 'fast growth' goes beyond anything else..."

"Cough, let's get back to the point, as a bonsai artist, the first and foremost thing is to choose the protagonist in your 'scape', 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 , who is the real protagonist..."

Under the guidance of my senior brother, not to mention a lot of understanding of the bonsai designer, Lu Ping'an even has a lot of experience in the gardening system.

Cruel to plants? The concept of cruelty is probably something that only animals have.

What is the relationship between the new plant regenerated from the cutting and the original mother, and what is the offspring of the gene replicator and the mother regenerated?

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

This involves the fundamental difference between animals and plants, as well as the basic logic conflict of why animal trainers and gardeners can't practice at the same time.

At this time, Lu Ping'an was taught a lesson by the seniors.

Is it cruel to treat plants as ornamental trees? Is regular cropping torture? Those logs that have been cut down in the wild are deprived of even the chance of survival and the weeds probably don't even have a chance to make a sound.

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

When they hear for a long time the desire of plants to survive, grow and even reproduce, they will naturally throw away those rules and regulations that bind themselves.

"...Using human morality, our development and utilization of any plant is utilitarian and cruel, but for the plant we choose, it has the opportunity to defeat other similar species in the competition for survival , so they will be relatively friendly to us, but other plants that it takes away from their chances of survival. …”

A human catastrophe would be terrifying to kill thousands of people. When harvesting rice fields and burning forest land, the "gardener" went for a walk. The "misery" and "fear" of the harvest would make most gardeners suitable for this path. , quickly tossing away certain moral values ​​that apply only to humans.

If we really want to “anthropomorphize plants” with human moral standards, gardeners and farmers are extremely cruel professions themselves, and humans who eat rice every day are probably the cancer of the planet.

In fact, Lu Pingan's time as a first-level gardener was too short, and he didn't have enough grasp of basic courses, so he asked some unbelievable words for a veteran~www.mtlnovel.com~ At the same time, he also understood why bonsai masters and flower arrangements Why are hands so similar in ability and expression, yet regarded as two completely different paths.

"The 'flower' of the flower arranging hand is dead. It uses human aesthetics to create artificial landscapes from the remains of plants. The landscape of bonsai designers is alive and variable. The protagonist is actually the plant itself. And it's best to start from larvae."

The performance of the two is very similar in the early stage, but it is completely different as you go back.

The protagonist of the flower arranging hand is always a human being, and the core is the "beauty" formed by human beings with plant materials, which is the subjective projection of their consciousness, similar to the "artificial art" like a painting.

The protagonist of a bonsai artist is a "tree", and people are just assistants. Although they can also be called works of art, they pursue "natural beauty" more.

Some things, on paper, can only be understood roughly, and when you really experience them, you will find that they are completely different.

"These two roads are very interesting, but to me, it seems that there is no need to hesitate."

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