Start as a Spiritual Planter: I Have a Game Panel

It had been more than a day since they arrived in this Half-Drow cavemen tribe, and yet, they were still in confusion.

Mai and the others watched Ram from a distance, still trying to make sense of his actions, especially after healing Su Mu.

The news of what Ram saw on the third layer had left them all speechless, but now his current task raised even more questions.

Sid finally broke the silence, his eyes narrowed as he stared out at the sight before him.

"Sister, do you know why he's gathering so many cavemen in one place?" He asked Mai, his voice carrying the weight of confusion and mild frustration.

"Ugh... Besides eating, sleeping, and making babies, these cavemen don't know a damn thing," Sid muttered, crossing his arms. Just the thought of over thirty thousand of them crammed together made his skin crawl.

More than thirty thousand cavemen now wandered aimlessly in the wide open area, all brought together by Ram's efforts. The scene was chaotic, and Sid's annoyance was hard to miss.

Were it not for the cavemen's fear of the Half-Drows that followed Ram, it would have been a complete mess by now.

Mai, who was busy tweaking a modified rifle in her lap, glanced up. She wasn't one to sit around idle, unlike the two lazy guys sprawled out in front of her.

She shrugged, her fingers still adjusting the rifle's components. "Who knows? He only told me he's planning something big."

"Something big?" Sid repeated, his brow furrowing.

Liam, who was sitting comfortably next to Sid, chimed in with a smirk. "Maybe he's planning to sacrifice them all to summon more Half-Drows like the ones already with him?"

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He teased, half-joking as he scratched Little Black behind the ears. "Woof..." it responded softly, not at all bothered by the tension around them.

Sid rolled his eyes. "Very funny," he said dryly. "But honestly, what good are these cavemen? They're just sitting ducks, easy targets for the Half-Drows and Mechanical Soldiers. If Ram's got some kind of plan, he better explain it soon before this blows up in his face."

"What do you think? Will this be enough?" Ram asked Yang Wei, holding a fist-sized, dark red mushroom in his hand.

Its surface shimmered faintly as he used up the last bit of his reserve Life energy to grow it.

Yang Wei, who had been standing next to him for over three hours, could only nod, his head moving slowly as he stared at the hundred mushrooms laid out on the table nearby.

His head moved numbly, while his mind was still reeling from what he had just witnessed.

He had seen the entire process—Ram growing one Tier 3 mushroom after another, and the shock hadn't worn off.

He had never seen anything so miraculous before.

Yang Wei couldn't help but think that even the top elders in his clan couldn't pull off what Ram had just done in a matter of hours.

He even double-checked to see if he was caught in some kind of illusion. But no, everything that had happened was real.

Ram had grown a hundred Tier 3 mushrooms, one after another, and the speed at which they matured was nothing short of incredible.

When Ram first approached him for help, Yang Wei felt a surge of pride after being unknowingly suppressed by Ram before.

For the first time in a while, he felt that his own talents might be valuable after being suppressed by someone whose level is lower than him and felt like this is how it should be.

As a member of the Wood Human clan, Yang Wei's pride swelled within him.

"Brother Yang," Ram had said casually, "could you sell me some seeds of your Spiritual Plant Spirit—Blast Mushroom? I can offer you something of equal value in return."

Ram still remembered the attribute panel of Yang Wei that he had checked before, on which he clearly saw the description of his Plant Spirit.

[ Name: Yang Wei]

[ Age: 26/121]

[ Race: Wood Human]

[ Profession: Spiritual Planter Tier 3 (Qi Refining- Perfect stage)]

[ Physique: 35.4]

[ Spirit: 63.7]

[ Talent: Plant Spirit (Blast Mushroom)]

[ Name: Blast Mushroom]

[ Race: Spiritual Plant Spirit (bound)]

[ Grade: High-level Profound Grade (Tier 6)]

[ Quality: Rare]

[ Description: The Blast Mushroom is a volatile spiritual plant known for its explosive properties. Its body consists of a thick, fleshy cap that stores compressed energy in the form of spores. When disturbed or activated, these spores can grow into Blast Mushrooms that can generate powerful shockwaves and bursts of energy.]

[ Skills:

[Explosive Spores]: Releases a cloud of spores that slowly absorbs spiritual power from the atmosphere and grows into a large number of Blast Mushrooms, without any need for special planting conditions.

[Shockwave Burst]: All the Blast Mushrooms created from the spores of Blast Mushrooms, upon activation, release a strong shockwave based on the level of Blast Mushroom, that causes heavy damage to everything within the range, destabilizing the enemies and disrupting their abilities.

[Delayed Detonation]: The mushroom can be set to explode after a delay, allowing for strategic placement in combat scenarios.]

At the time, Yang Wei had almost laughed to himself, mocking Ram in his heart. 'How did he even know about my plant spirit?' Yang Wei wondered.

Still, given his fame in the Cyber Core district, he figured Ram must have done his homework. Even so, he wasn't eager to part with such a valuable resource.

Initially reluctant, Yang Wei had thought long and hard about the vitality and spirit mushrooms Ram had provided.

Although they are just Tier 1, these Vitality and Spirit mushrooms can be very useful for the recovery of injuries and spiritual power.

And though the seeds he provided were Tier 3, they were still just seeds, not fully grown plants, so they were of similar value.

After weighing the benefits, he decided that selling a few seeds wasn't really a loss. After all, he could just create more with his spiritual power.

Besides, the seeds of his Blast Mushroom wouldn't produce more seeds—meaning Ram would need to return to him if he wanted more.

With this in mind, Yang Wei had casually agreed. "Haha, if it's for Brother Ram, selling a few seeds is no big deal. Just tell me how many you need."

Ram's smile widened at the response. "I need one hundred of them."

"Puff..." Yang Wei nearly choked. His casual demeanor evaporated instantly as he stared at Ram in disbelief. "One hundred?! Are you insane?"

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