Quick-Transmigration Maniac

Chapter 686: Immortal Fairy Card Machine (16)

The next morning, the servants who had just gotten up to clean were all dumbfounded.

In just one night.

The Princess's Mansion was completely renewed.

Not only were there no fallen leaves or debris to sweep on the ground, but the entire structure of the Princess's Mansion, from the pillars to the beams, from the eaves to the steps, seemed to have been meticulously cleaned and polished overnight.

Although the Princess's Mansion was cleaned daily, it was impossible to reach every corner, let alone climb onto the roof every day to wipe the roof tiles. Furthermore, the Princess's Mansion had been built for over seventy years, so overall, it gave off a faint sign of decay.

Many places looked more like ancient relics and old houses.

Nothing related to the word "new."

But now, although the things seemed to be the same things, and the houses were still the original houses, there was a sense of renewal. Even the paint on the pillars, which had long since faded, was bright again.

This was the cleaning spell of the palace maids.

When Ding Yun woke up, many servants outside were still discussing what had happened last night.

Some even thought it might be a miracle.

Ding Yun hadn't expected the cleaning spell to be so effective. She had originally thought it was just a celestial art for cleaning, but she didn't expect it to be so thorough, almost like a renovation.

Fortunately, the Princess's Mansion only became clean, free of dirt, rather than being restored to its appearance when it was first built. Therefore, although there was discussion, it didn't cause much of a sensation. Outsiders who saw it would at most think they had done some cleaning and repairs.

After Ding Yun strictly ordered them not to spread rumors.

The discussions subsided.

...

After dealing with the public opinion caused by the cleaning spell, Ding Yun immediately sent people to buy hundreds of large flowerpots from outside.

And moved all these flowerpots into her room.

If the bedroom couldn't fit them, she would put them in other rooms. After all, she was the only master in the Princess's Mansion now, and there was plenty of space.

As for why she bought flowerpots?

It was, of course, for planting experiments using the celestial trash. Although there was plenty of land in the Princess's Mansion that could be used for planting, she considered that if the celestial trash turned out to be exceptionally effective, and the seeds bloomed and bore fruit in two or three days, or even instantly, the impact of planting outdoors would be too great.

To avoid various troubles, Ding Yun would rather spend more effort and time planting in pots inside her room.

This way, she could control any accidents in a timely manner.

Moreover, there were so many types of celestial trash. Planting in pots would also facilitate comparative experiments, and controlling variables would be easier than in the fields outside.

Because Ding Yun had changed significantly over the past year and had many strange requests, the servants attending her had long become accustomed to it, so this matter proceeded smoothly without anyone finding it strange.

Afterward, Ding Yun began her various planting experiments in her room.

As for the results, it could only be described as complicated.

To conduct comparative control experiments, Ding Yun specially prepared many different types of potting soil and fertilizers. For example, celestial soil stained with the blood of gods, demons, and monsters; celestial soil mixed with a lot of medicinal dregs and waste pills; celestial soil mixed with mortal soil; and celestial soil mixed with mortal soil containing medicinal dregs and waste pills.

She had mixed single soils, two-component mixed soils, and three-component mixed soils. For the mixed soils, Ding Yun also prepared different ratios, such as one to nine, two to eight, three to seven, and so on, totaling dozens of types.

The fertilizers were similar, including pure tea water fertilizer, leftover food and scraps fertilizer, pure fruit pulp, withered leaves fertilizer, or pure feces, etc.

Mixed fertilizers also had many varieties.

However, after a month of tinkering, not a single seed in any of the pots sprouted. The seedlings that were directly planted in the pots had also withered and died in large numbers.

The more celestial items were mixed in the pots.

The faster the seedlings died.

The few surviving seedlings were basically in pots with only 10% celestial soil, and the seedlings themselves looked like they were on the verge of death.

Some people in the mansion had already started calling her the "planting killer."

Based on the current results, the celestial trash seemed toxic, and the two were incompatible. The planting effect was comparable to soil in a highly radiated polluted area.

"Sigh, it seems novels are unreliable.

Novels always say that celestial trash is a treasure in the mortal world, and a little sprinkle can quickly grow spirit fruits and spirit vegetables full of spiritual energy. But why is it so unreliable for me? Everything I plant dies, it's too pathetic.

Forget it, I'll analyze it with instruments!"

After this month, Ding Yun was also exhausted, and the results angered her greatly. So, she soon decided to stop doing any control experiments.

She would directly use high-tech instruments for analysis.

She hadn't used them before mainly because she was idle in the Princess's Mansion and thought of it as playing a farming game with celestial trash. Now that the farming game had failed for a month, she had lost patience.

Was it too much to give herself a cheat?

Anyone who lost for a month would want to buy a cheat.

With this idea in mind, Ding Yun quickly collected a small amount of each type of celestial trash into her soul space and then directly used her mental power to operate the corresponding high-tech instruments in the soul space for analysis.

Soon, she obtained approximate results.

Overall, the celestial trash was severely polluted, and it was impossible to grow ordinary plants. Let alone ordinary plants, even spirit fruits couldn't be grown.

The soil stained with the blood of gods, demons, and monsters was essentially polluted by their blood. Moreover, the soils were mixed together, and the celestial and demonic energies were already chaotic, with various attributes mixed together.

The medicinal dregs had been completely refined, leaving no spiritual energy, only useless and toxic medicinal properties. With so many medicinal dregs mixed together, the medicinal properties had also reached an extreme state of chaos. Even a tiny speck of poison could instantly kill an elephant.

More than half of the waste pills were composed of dan poison.

Some were even more toxic than the medicinal dregs.

The leftover food and scraps were similar. The ingredients used to make these dishes were the flesh and blood of demon beasts. Celestial beings could refine them, so they were unharmed, but ordinary people would only end up dead on the spot. Each dish was adjusted by a celestial chef according to the type of demon beast.

If they hadn't been mixed together, they might have been able to be made into fertilizer through fermentation or other means.

But after being mixed together, the five elements were chaotic, and they were also toxic.

The feces of celestial birds and beasts that ate different elemental spiritual items, when mixed together, also resulted in a chaotic state of the five elements.

The few things that had no problems were the ruins of earth and stone, fragments of weapons, and withered branches and leaves. However, the ruins and weapon fragments could not be used as fertilizer for growing plants. The withered branches and leaves were as hard as meteor iron, and they remained the same after a month in the soil, so they also could not be used as fertilizer for planting.

Therefore, this pile of celestial trash was truly trash.

Utterly useless trash.

Ding Yun's real-life farming game was nipped in the bud before it even yielded any harvest. In the end, she could only put all the trash back into the trash storage space, sell the flowerpots, and return to her idle, decadent, retirement life.

Waiting for next year's free lottery draws.