NGNL: Can't humans do that

"If it were a place where the God of Forest could be used, it wouldn't take even a blink of an eye to ripen such a plant, but here it's just a matter of time," Think explained in a low voice, watching the tender sprouts slowly growing upwards in the slightly damp soil in front of him.

The two had returned to the outer perimeter of the building that was specially used to deal with the corpses of the Elf. In the entire city of the Dwarf, only here were some traces of the magic of the Elf that would not touch the nerves of the Dwarf - after all, these corpses had struggled to some extent before they died.

Su'er prayer to the great god Think was fulfilled. Not only did he need to eat something, but the Elf were also a race that needed to take in food.

"How long will it take to get better?", he urged anxiously. While talking, Su'er heard a gurgling sound coming from his stomach. He was a little curious and glanced at Think stomach on the other side... Do the Elf' stomachs growl when they are hungry?

To be honest, he had never been so peaceful with races other than humans... They had communicated peacefully for the time being, especially since this long-eared Elf species only existed in comics in his previous life, which really made people curious.

"After losing one hearing, Mr. Monkey still wants to lose two eyes?" However, when Su'er glanced over with a strange gaze, he was threatened with death by Think.

"I'm sorry," Su'er apologized at the speed of light, and reached out to touch the growing sprouts and soil in front of him. This soil was brought here by him in his clothes.

"Speaking of which, I remembered some knowledge that Mr. Monkey should be interested in... You only need to take some plants that can be found everywhere and mix them into fertilizer to increase the yield. You don't even need Elf in the whole process?" Think said with a smile.

There is no doubt that she was fishing.

But Su'er took the bait.

"Great Miss Nirvalen!!!", Su'er clasped his hands together again and bowed three times, "Please teach me this method!"

"Oh? Mr. Monkey can hear the sound again now?", Think asked with a smile on her face.

...Huh?

Looking back blankly, it was not until more than ten seconds later that Su'er realized something... Is this revenge for what he said before?

Hey, hey, isn't it a bit too much?

But Think didn't mean to let go.

While the two were talking, a strange plant gradually grew in the ordinary soil. It was growing, sprouting, branching, leafing, and blooming. As a result, what finally appeared in front of Su'er and Think were four heavy white fruits that bent the branches. Even after picking these four fruits, the plant quickly withered and shattered into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Not bad, these soils that have been infected by the spirits of the moles for a long time can only produce this much fruit." Although Su'er was already sighing at the miracle of the world in his Heart, Think was not very satisfied.

Crunch, crunch.

Without hearing the answer, when Think turned her head, she saw that Su'er had already opened his mouth and bit the fruit in his hand. It was slightly sweet and had a lot of juice. It seemed to swell when swallowed, providing a visible sense of fullness.

"Hmm?", looking back with an unclear meaning, Su'er voice was distorted by his stuffed mouth, "Isn't this the way to eat it?"

"...Nothing, you are really worthy of being Mr. Monkey," Think sighed.

"Uh, thank you?" Su'er swallowed the last bite uncertainly and said, "By the way, since there is such a way to ripen food, you should not be short of food when you were stranded in the desert, right? How did it become like that?"

"... Hehe, has the instinct unique to wild animals failed on Mr. Monkey?" Think clenched her fists and laughed strangely, "You dare to bring up the past again, aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

"You should have noticed that when you leave this nest of gophers, you will die. ...Even the reason why you haven't died yet is that I just want to explore in a suitable environment the reason why you were not controlled by that magic before. That was the spell originally developed to restrain the Flügel species and even the higher life forms of the Phantasma species. Why did it fail on a mere monkey? "

Perhaps angered by Su'er unscrupulous attitude and provocative questions, Think spoke out the reality that Su'er had always ignored without any concealment, disdaining to hide it. At least Su'er was not worth Think trouble to hide anything.

His life has indeed entered the countdown stage, and every minute and every second is the time Think has given from her fingers.

All the friendly conversations are just superficial. Su'er has already stood on the edge of the cliff, and the peeling gravel has slipped from his feet.

It is not that he has forgiven Su'er actions magnanimously. Even all the brisk exchanges between the two people so far are based on Think casualness like playing with a ball of wool. The light golden-haired Elf has already decided Su'er fate in her Heart.

In terms of the fickleness of personality, the elf in front of him is the most fickle one among all the people that Su'er has seen in his past and present lives. It is no problem to even say that she is a psychopath.

"... You are really straightforward," Su'er sighed, "Can't you leave a little fantasy? For example, I moved the great Miss Nilvalen, and then she is kind enough to spare my life or something like that - because I worked so hard to find out and translate important information about the Dwarf for you? I will also work hard when I escape later, okay?"

"Puchi, Mr. Monkey, have you read too many texts to kill time? I didn't expect that this kind of literature would be popular among monkeys," Think sneered disdainfully, "Or are you hoping that something will happen between me and you? Will you have sex with a stone on the roadside? That's too disgusting, right?"

Negating from the species is no longer a question of personality.

'I didn't expect to be scolded by people from another world for not believing in the plots in novels,' Su'er thought with a wry smile in his Heart.

"Then have you ever thought that after being told such a straightforward statement, I, who have completely lost all hope of Survival, will fight to the death with you, even though I know I can't hurt you, I will still scream at the critical moment to let you be discovered by the Dwarf?" Su'er no longer concealed it, he stared at Think eyes seriously and stated word by word.

Either kill him here and give up exploring the secrets of the monkey, or die with him in this deep underground, and even his precious Soul Stone will be plundered by the enemy he hates the most... Su'er suddenly became curious, why would Think directly expose such a thing at this time, what kind of considerations did he have?