When Zhu Di was squatting in the melon field and nibbling watermelons, Zhu Heng's hoe suddenly lit up with the Shennong totem. The juice bursting out of the melon pulp condensed into the Yongle reign name in mid-air - that was the [Watermelon Water Injection Technology] special effect awarded by Lingtian Space last night.
"Fourth brother, will this melon stay ripe?"
Zhu Heng was holding a wine flask, drunk and hazy-eyed. Suddenly, prophecy potatoes grew in the spiritual field behind him: each one was engraved with "Jing Nan", "Tumu Fort", and "Chongzhen hanged himself". Zhu Di was so frightened that he didn't know that Lao Zhu was lying outside the fence, staring at the birthmark on Zhu Heng's waist with the Emperor's Qi Technique and trembling.
