Hey, the harvesting season in Qingniu Valley has turned into a "Bead-Chain Sports Meet" today! Old Qian carried a bamboo basket, looked at the mountains covered in Rhodiola, and fretted, "Abacus Code! The flowers are blooming thick this year, and Huwa and the others are picking slower than snails crawling. What do we do?" With a rattle, Abacus Code bounced into the shape of a starting pistol and materialized on a branch: "Start the 'Bead-Chain Harvesting Contest'! Pick more, pick faster, and win the 'Abacus Code Candy Jar'!" Hearing this, Huwa jumped higher than a pheasant: "I'm going to be the 'Top Harvester'!"
"Xiaoxiu! Bring over our 'Bead-Chain Cheer Pack'!" Moli shouted, and Old Zhou huffed and puffed as he carried a sack over: "Abacus Code already stuffed the packs with Abacus Code-coded gloves, quick-drying sweat towels, and the 'Victory Talisman' drawn by Huwa!" Abacus Code projected an image of Huwa with his hands on his hips: "Gloves for anti-slip, towels for sweat, and burn the talisman to ashes to drink in water—guaranteed to boost your drive!" Looking at the crooked portrait of Huwa on the Victory Talisman, Old Qian chuckled, "So Abacus Code turned superstition into 'Bead-Chain Metaphysics'?"
While everyone was busy, a blazing sun suddenly beat down from the sky, wilting the flower petals. With a whoosh, Abacus Code leaped onto the roof of the drying kiln, projecting "Bead-Chain Artificial Shade"—it drove the heat circulation bellows to blow cool air upward, fo…
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