Chapter 606

Chapter 606: 606

“Still don’t smell… is that the door?”\n

Dinal sighs and stares at the door he finds.

Your dads sighed and dropped their shoulders.

That will be the case.

I’ve just finished processing my third garden in Caglio.

And it seems that there are still flower fields in Caglio.

“I’m afraid that if this much caryon comes out as drugs, I’m gonna get hurt.”

Fischer nodded as he dug through the soil and looked at the roots of Caglio.

It seems to be dull.

“Well, there’s a big organization involved.”

“Oh, that’s what happens.”

Dinal nodded in disgust when his father looked tired.

“Hey, isn’t this space a little different from before?”

Fischer is tilting his neck as he looks at the wall of the cave.

No?

When Fischer pointed to the wall of the cave, Dinal checked the location.

“Is this… a trace of digging?”

“Did you dig it? Huh. You mean it was made by this caveman?”

Father, surprised by Jinal’s words, rushed to see the traces found by Jinal by the cave wall.

“Sure, after this…”

Looking around the cave.

Quite a space.

Did people make this?

“It’s not all of them.There’s nothing after the clouds.Maybe they expanded the original cave. “

I nodded to Mr. Ginal’s words and wondered if he had confirmed it.

It’s a lot of hard work to spread the cave with people’s hands.

From where Jinal and his father stand, the original cave is about half what it is now.

Half of it was made by human hands.

I wonder how many people are involved in this cave.

Were they aware that caryon flowers could be grown?

Giggle!

Looking at Tron’s voice, the roots were raging out of the dirt.\n

“Wait a minute. I’ll get it out now.”

Did Toron get a lot of nutrients from the cauliflower or three new little leaves?

However, I don’t know if I should say height, but I hardly grew in height.

Nobori is rooted.

For this reason, it was difficult to get out of the soil, but it has become more difficult.

Reach out to Tron and put your hand on a slightly thicker trunk.

/(adv, adv-to) (on-mim) cheating/

“What? That sound…”

A disturbing sound heard the moment I tried to pull Tron.

Looking at Tron, he stared at the ground where the roots were buried.

After all?

Is that a sound that cuts the roots?

“What’s going on?”

Your father came by to check the condition of the wall.

And he looked at me as I was about to cry and put his hand gently on his shoulder.

“Looks like Toron’s roots are cut…”

My father listened to me and hurried to see how Tron was.

“Tron, do you have any pain?”

What should I do?

Tron won’t answer.

Still staring at the roots buried in the ground, Tron.

“Tron”

“Gyah! Gyah! Gyah!”

Toron shouted.

Crouched down next to Tron in a hurry to see if it hurts.

Are you okay?

“Gyah! Gyah! Gyah!”

I can’t hear you because you’re excited.

I don’t know what to do, I see my father.

“Aren’t you happy?”

My father, who was staring at Tron, looked at me and said something strange.

Happy? \nLooking at Tron, he certainly looks excited rather than in pain.

Yes, it is.

Sola reacts as soon as she gets injured, but she doesn’t react at all.

“Where’s Sola?”

As he ran his gaze through the cave, he found a flat and cluttering flame on the wall.

Huh?

I just stare at the strange figure.

As she watched, Sola, who looked the same next to Flem, climbed up the wall.

Looks like you’ve found a new play.

And Sola doesn’t care about Toron at all.

In other words, there is no problem.

In any case, that appearance…

Gyah ~

“Eh, what was that, Tron?”

Looking at the tron in surprise at the way it sounded too unusual, he pulled in and out with a branch.

The roots that came out were one-third as before.

It has become quite short.

Looks like Tron is still comparing the shortened roots to the original length roots.

Is that it?

Did you just pull your roots out with a branch?

Look at the branches of Tron.

Now, the branch is lifting the longer root.

Until now, it had moved up and down.

Oh, no.

There are no leaves on the moving branch.

A new branch?

… growing up?

Gyah

Toron looks up at his father with a longer root.

Your father leans his neck at that state.

“What do you want me to do?”

\nPretty happy, walking or flying a little on the spot.

I could hardly fly.

“Long roots didn’t seem to move.”

I see.

Ginal and his father look at Tron and laugh happily.

Sure, the long roots got tangled up in the basket, and the movement was slow and always tough.

I also know that sometimes I was irritated by the roots tangled in the basket.

But I didn’t think you’d cut it.

“Toron, I’m glad. Do you feel any pain or discomfort?”

Tron gladly glances at me.

I wonder if this reaction will happen.

Yah, yah ~

Looks like there’s been an increase in the number of sounds.

Father smiles as he sees Toron walking around.

You look cute in the back.

Yeah, that’s a lot more.

“Is there more branches?Speaking of which, it looks like I was lifting my roots with a branch just now…. “

“Yeah, I think I can do a lot of things now.”

The new branch seems to be moving quite a bit and is still moving happily.

“Pupu ~”

Terururururu ~

Did you see Tron? Sola and Flem moved sideways on the wall.

“Eh, what is that?”

Fischer is stunned to see how Sora and Flem are now.

That’s what happens.

Because the walls are flat and stuck together.

“Looks like a new game.”

Mr. Fischer has a complicated look on my reply.

Ginal is smiling at two people.

“Those two don’t give a shit.”

I smile bitterly at Mr. Ginal’s words.

I’m sorry to see you this time, but you certainly have a lot to think about.