Xu Xin first made ten electric grids, each one meter apart, connected together to form ten meters.
He swung down from the treehouse and arrived at the location fifty meters away from the treehouse.
From the current situation, planting can still occur within fifty meters, but beyond fifty meters, plants can no longer grow. This area can be surrounded perfectly.
Xu Xin placed the ten electric grids side by side here.
Although the grids were only embedded less than ten centimeters into the ground, they were firmly fixed. With Xu Xin's current strength, he could not move them at all.
Interesting, is this wire netting actually rooted in the ground?
Xu Xin swung his fist, striking the electric grid with all his might.
The grid only quivered slightly, with a little deformation, while his fist was quite painfully bruised by the iron netting.
"This strength is sufficient," Xu Xin nodded in satisfaction, holding his fist.
He looked towards the treehouse.
