A Beekeeper in a Magical World

The petals of the Seven-Colored Flower were in full bloom, even in the dim environment, they were still dazzling.

What puzzled him was that as far as the eye could see, the pit was filled with Moon Slumber Flower seeds.

Almost reaching the height of the flower pot.

The seed chamber of the flower was also packed with seeds, and faintly, one could see the "little people" wrapped in them, not moving at all.

"Are you letting it eat buffet-style?"

This was too extravagant.

The seeds he collected were meant for planting.

After the greenhouse was built, different flowers would be planted in different areas to gradually increase honey production.

These were for breeding, not for consumption.

"It's not what you think," Xiao Hong flew over excitedly, pointing at the potted plant. "These seeds were all grown by it!"

Hua Mi became even more puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Xiao Hong explained, "Feed it any kind of seed, and it can grow the same kind of seed."

After her explanation, Hua Mi finally understood.

To briefly describe what happened, shortly after he left that day, the pseudo-flower spirits, out of curiosity, used magic on it again.

Soon after, its petals reopened—more accurately, they were forcibly opened.

To their astonishment, the seed chamber was filled with Moon Slumber Flower seeds. New seeds continued to form inside, and the excess seeds overflowed from the chamber's holes, producing two to three hundred seeds before stopping.

Upon inspection, these produced seeds contained normal life energy. They were genuine Moon Slumber Flower seeds, not empty husks.

After that, the little people entered a sage mode for about an hour.

When it showed signs of hunger again, they fed it another Moon Slumber Flower seed.

The same thing happened again.

In this way, over the past two days, they intermittently fed it, eventually producing so many Moon Slumber Flower seeds.

The seeds invested were not even in double digits.

Of course, they also used some green liquid and their magic.

Hua Mi was shocked after hearing this.

In nature, plant seeds are produced through pollination. However, this Seven-Colored Flower, without pollination capabilities, could reverse-engineer genetic information by feeding on other plant seeds, enabling mass production.

It was a semi-automated seed manufacturing machine!

Beekeepers rejoiced.

Breeding flowers was usually a troublesome task, especially for rarer ones.

The rarer the flower, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

For example, the 21 seeds he had just brought back would take a considerable amount of time to grow into a field sufficient for bees to collect honey, even with the help of the green liquid and the magic of the seven pseudo-spirits.

If any accidents occurred during the process, such as environmental issues leading to cultivation failure, he would lose that flower seed, considering himself unlucky.

With this seed manufacturing machine, he could quickly obtain hundreds or even thousands of seeds.

Hua Mi initially wanted to try producing the new seeds he brought back immediately, but seeing that it was getting late, he decided to wait until tomorrow.

Hua Mi packed the produced Moon Slumber Flower seeds into sealed bags, while the 21 new seeds were individually stored in another bag, labeled and classified for collection.

At this season, the temperature and humidity were low enough, so even if left outdoors, the seeds wouldn't sprout or rot.

There was no need to specially design a storage environment.

Just put them in a storage box and place it under the wooden bed.

As for this "seed manufacturing machine," it had to be carefully preserved.

Although Hua Mi called it a "machine," it was fundamentally still a plant, not as sturdy and durable as a machine. If he accidentally killed it, it would be a significant loss.

After dealing with matters in the other world, Hua Mi returned to Earth.

Standing in the rapeseed field, he felt a sense of being in a different world for a moment.

The adventurous excitement gradually subsided.

It was like playing a horror adventure game, after facing high waves outside, returning to a safe room for a moment of rest.

Hua Mi opened his computer and logged into the online store's backend to take a look.

"Hiss—"

All sold out! He remembered having over three hundred bottles in stock when he left. In just two days, they were all ordered.

His store's fan count had also exceeded 2000.

The comments section had many new remarks.

"Gone already?"

"When will there be new stock?"

"In this era, even honey has purchase limits. Is this some kind of hunger marketing?"

"I regret not listening to my friend's recommendation; by the time I wanted to buy, it was already gone TnT."

"I suspect the shop owner is a mage who came back from the future, selling futuristic honey."

"Upstairs, why don't you say he's a magical being from another world?"

"Wrong, the boss descended to perform miracles; honey is just a medium. Those who can buy are destined, and those who cannot can only lament in the comments area (￣▽￣)."

"I believe, looking forward to the boss's next miracle!"

"Believe in the boss, and you'll live forever!"

"This is a magical store, selling honey products that are delicious and have magical effects. Why wait? Follow now!"

"Uh, the comments section is exaggerating a bit too much. Are we creating an urban legend here?"

...

There were also many private messages.

Among them was someone claiming to be the head of a well-known cosmetics brand, wanting to discuss possible cooperation.

Hua Mi naturally ignored it.

The secrets of the other world, even if he wanted to share with Earth, he couldn't. At most, he could only sell honey and let people on Earth experience a bit of magical shock.

"Selling faster and faster. I hope it won't be sold out as soon as it's restocked... Increasing honey production is imminent."

After dealing with the orders, Hua Mi was exhausted, but he didn't immediately go to sleep.

He took out the loot from this adventure from the storage ring and prepared to inventory it.

No need to mention the beast horns and meditation beads.

In addition to those, there was a small bag of coins, a notebook, a scroll, and a silver folding knife obtained from the thief.

The money bag had over a dozen coins, including one gold coin. The rest were silver coins.

The gold coin had the same design as the one he picked up before.

Hua Mi put all the coins, including the special purple-glowing gold coin, into the storage ring.

The ring's space wasn't large, roughly equivalent to twenty slots in gaming terms—these small items only took up one slot.

The storage ring was convenient for access; there was no need to unfold it like a magic box.

He flipped through the notebook.

It recorded some spell instructions, of no use to him.

He was a beekeeper, not on the mage path.

The notebook also detailed some methods to enhance mental power and train concentration.

In most cases, mental power could be equated with concentration. The higher the mental power, the higher the achievable concentration. This was crucial for both spellcasting and controlling bee swarms.

However, equating the two was not accurate.

Mental power was like an individual attribute, while concentration was its most direct manifestation.

Two

people with the same mental power might not have the same concentration. The main difference lay in the efficiency of utilizing mental power.

Like the concentration ring he traded with Carter before, it enhanced concentration rather than mental power.

The meditation bead he just acquired directly strengthened his mental power.

The training methods mentioned in the notebook were not to his liking.

For him, controlling bee swarms was an excellent training method—efficient and most suitable for him.

The content of the notebook had little value for him.

However, this was reasonable, considering it was just a notebook of an apprentice mage.

One couldn't expect to find instructions for controlled nuclear fusion in a notebook of a college student.

As a Five-Ring Mage, the Grey Robe certainly had many valuable items.

Unfortunately, the unicorn vaporized him with a single powerful move, leaving only a bead.

"I hope the information recorded in the meditation bead can be useful... I'll forcefully access it when my mental power is enough."

Next was the scroll.

Opening it, he saw a complex magic array, with a paragraph written in black font beside it, introducing the scroll's purpose, usage, and... expiration date.

The signature was [Grey Robe] Turner.

It was a gift from the Grey Robe. The scroll recorded a Five-Ring spell.

It didn't require the injection of magic; it only needed the use of mental power to activate.

Not bad; although it was a disposable item, it might be useful in critical moments.

The shelf life was long enough, typically lasting for a year under normal circumstances.

A year later, the magic on the scroll would decay rapidly until it disappeared completely.

Lastly, the silver folding knife obtained from the thief.