There are about four villages drawn by the old Uighurs, each of which Chen Mu can find from the black technology map.
The waterways in these villages have been completely cut off. If they are not connected, there may never be water again.
It doesn't take a lot of effort to help others. Chen Mu is not stingy. He tried to use the map to connect these waterways, but the feedback message was: "There is not enough vitality to connect all of them."
According to Chen Mu's understanding, the so-called 500 ounces of life energy were used to connect the villages of Uyghur elderly people to the waterway, so these four villages should add up to 2,000 ounces of life energy. He has more than enough life energy. That's not how it works.
This made him suddenly couldn't help thinking about what this so-called vitality was.
When a tree is planted, there is vitality. Is that vitality a tree
Obviously not.
It can only be said that trees have something to do with vitality, otherwise he used so much vitality, these trees would have died long ago.
Therefore, vitality should be something that exists attached to the tree.
In other words, vitality is something that depends on life.
life energy...
This is the most reliable definition that Chen Mu can think of.
As for whether this is really the case, we have to look at it and verify it slowly in the future.
No matter what, at this moment, Chen Mu completely fell in love with his great cause of planting trees.
The more than ten mu of land behind the gas station is his practice tree farm.
So from the second day on, his speed of planting trees suddenly increased, which was nothing compared to the efficiency of the first day.
The next day he planted a total of 250 trees and worked hard from morning to night.
The direct result of this is that he gathered enough 3100 ounces of vitality to connect those villages to waterways.
As for wanting to upgrade, sorry, lack of vitality.
Chen Mu is not at all discouraged by this. After all, he has found the right direction to collect vitality, and upgrading is only a matter of time.
It has to be said that during the depressing great cause of planting trees, Comrade Hu Xiaoer has been by Mr. Chen's side all the time. After drinking milk in the morning, he has been wandering around the forest farm and watching Mr. Chen working.
Director Chen, who is dedicated to his career, doesn't feel much about this, and feels that this thing is a bit in the way. After all, he has to keep an eye on it from time to time to prevent it from stealing the saplings.
On the contrary, Comrade Aizmat in the distance has been looking at this side with envious eyes, as if wishing to replace it with his own body.
On the third day, history repeated itself...
Once again, the Uighur old man rushed into Chen Mu's dormitory early in the morning with great excitement, excitedly talking about the news that the wells in the villages had water again, and at the same time worshiped Fudi and recited scriptures to express his praise for Hu Da.
This incident once again proved Comrade Hu Xiaoer's status as an envoy, and Chen Mu, as Comrade Hu Xiaoer's favorite, was also thanked by the old man.
But this time the incident of "water coming out of the well" had a greater impact than before. At noon, those imams who had already been here gathered at the gas station again.
When they arrived on donkeys, Chen Mu was planting his 100th tree of the day.
"Xiaomu, can I call you that?"
When Mullah Alimu spoke to Chen Mu, his voice was extremely soft, and his eyes seemed to be looking at his most beloved child, amiable and amiable.
Chen Mu was already mentally prepared that the other party might come with some kind of request, and he was asked to convey the request to Hu Xiaoer, and then Hu Xiaoer would report it to Hu Da.
He is very self-aware and knows his own details. He can convey the request, but he has no choice but to realize whether it can be realized, so he has already thought of excuses and is ready to clear himself up.
Unexpectedly, Mullah Ali Mullah did not make any request. Instead, he solemnly handed over an ancient scripture to him, saying: "This is the oldest ancient scripture preserved in our mosque, and there are many ancient scriptures in it. You can take a look at the imam's handwriting."
"ah?"
Chen Mu was quite surprised, he took the ancient scripture at a loss, and then came to his senses, he quickly declined: "How can this be, I, this, is too precious, you give me this, it's really... I can't take it."
Mullah Ali Mu insisted on stuffing the ancient scriptures into Chen Mu's hands, and then said: "Xiao Mu, we already know about the fact that you asked for water for the wells in several villages, thank you very much for your help , so I have discussed with several imams, let you hang the title of Imam Sanban in our mosque to show respect."
"The Imam of Sanban?"
Chen Mu was even more confused, he wasn't even Mu Silin, why did he suddenly become an imam
Ali Mullah said: "If you have time, you can take a look at our scriptures. I know that you are a college student, and your education level must be sufficient. After reading the scriptures, you will know more about us."
Chen Mu came back to his senses, and quickly said: "I'm just an ordinary person, I don't know anything about the scriptures, so I don't dare to be an imam, it's not good, it's not good."
Mullah Alimu pointed to Hu Xiaoer in the distance, and said: "Although you are not Mu Silin, you are the person favored by Ambassador Hu and the one who has been blessed by Hu Da. Hu Da has his own reasons for doing this." Deep meaning, so regardless of whether you are Mu Silin or not, we are willing to give you the title of imam Sanban, and you don't need to bear any burden for it."
Hearing this, Chen Mu didn't know what to say.
People don't care that he is not Mu Silin's identity anymore, he is still trying to refuse.
The imams rushed over, as if to say this and deliver scriptures, and then they rode away on donkeys.
Chen Mu was left alone holding the ancient scriptures in a daze, unable to remember for a long time.
"Xiao Mu, quickly put away the scriptures, don't break them."
After a while, the old Uyghur man who had been watching from the side finally couldn't bear it anymore and came over to remind Chen Mu.
Chen Mu sighed softly, looked at the ancient scriptures, and thought that since everyone sent them here, he would look through them later when he had time, but anyway, even if he didn’t read them, he couldn’t damage them, so he had to keep them well. just work.
Putting the ancient scriptures in the drawer of the room and locking it, Chen Mu put the matter down in a blink of an eye.
Regardless of whether he has the title of Imam Sanpan, it has little impact on him, so he continues to focus on the great cause of planting trees.
This day was busy until nine o'clock in the evening, and he finally planted all the saplings and won a phased victory.
Standing at the gas station and looking at the saplings in the forest farm, although they are a bit scattered, they look very spectacular and give people a sense of accomplishment.
"Looks like I have to buy some more saplings tomorrow."
After being happy, Chen Mu finally discovered a big hurdle on the way forward.
After the saplings are planted, they need to be bought again. There is money in them.
Given his current situation, he might not be able to buy many saplings before going bankrupt.
This is a big problem.