Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Druid Spring Breeze Cup Planting Competition's new grain yield is over 1,000 jin per mu." The black warrior said excitedly. Of course, his excitement was feigned, mainly to adjust the atmosphere.

Who would have thought that Ange tilted his head, and Negris also looked back at Ange, showing no excitement at all.

"What? Isn't this information about growing vegetables? The yield per mu is a thousand catties."

Negris asked Ange for a handful of long-grain grains: "Our grain seeds are grown in this poor place, and the yield per mu is 800."

"Eight hundred? In this crappy place? Are you kidding me? Can food be grown in this crappy place?" The black warrior almost didn't jump up.

Negris slapped the black warrior on the head with his short hand: "Who do you say is broken? Who do you say is broken?"

Ever since he speculated that the Wind of Rest might be a plane defense set up by the king, Negris didn't feel that the plane was broken.

The black warrior held his head and beat him a few times, and muttered something.

"What?" Negris didn't hear clearly.

"No, no, let's change it. The world tree of the elves is sick, and they are looking for someone who can heal it all over the world. If it is cured successfully, the elves will give a seed of the world tree." The black warrior racked his brains, Another one came to mind.

The little zombie and the angel skeleton were not interested in what they were talking about, so they turned and ran out.

Negris was quite interested, and he was interested in complaining: "Tsk tsk tsk, these elves are as stingy, arrogant and self-righteous as ever, the seeds of the world tree? Who wants this shit? One fruit produces thousands of seeds, and it takes hundreds of years It can’t germinate, and it’s hard to grow if it germinates. If you really want to, why don’t you reward it for a few months? No one is really attracted by the name of the World Tree to get this reward, right?”

"Ah? Ah? Can't sprout for hundreds of years? Our boss... old, the previous boss even sent someone to try it." After finishing speaking, the black warrior realized that he had dedicated his soul, and the current boss is An grid.

"Hey, have you been fooled? Have you cured it? Those elves really let you touch their precious world tree? How can you verify whether you have the ability to heal? Don't cure the tree to death, then the problem will be serious." Naiger No matter how you hear Reese's tone, there is a taste of schadenfreude.

"This is easy to handle. Those elves are going crazy now. They are looking for people all over the world. As long as someone contacts them, they will immediately offer a diseased branch. You don't need to go in person, as long as you connect with their teleportation array. Take one." As the black warrior spoke, he struggled to gather a little body and organized the teleportation array.

Look at that posture, is it now demonstrating how to ask the elves for samples?

Seeing his difficult appearance, Ange (suspiciously) heartily (slowly) sent a 'little' soul energy to him.

"Oh oh oh oh! What a powerful soul energy, I am full of power!" The black warrior's soul burst into black smoke, and quickly gathered into its original form.

An Ge now consumes 2,000 soul flames every day in farming. For him, "a little" is enough to support the Black Warrior.

The black warrior looked at his hands in disbelief, then at Ange, then at Negris, and said tremblingly, "I... I broke through."

"What? What's broken?" Negris was taken aback by this sentence.

"Yes, I broke through the earl. I have been stuck in this bottleneck for more than three hundred years. I was just supported by the energy of the soul. I... I broke through." The black warrior said in a daze, his tone was full of disbelief.

"Oh, it's this breakthrough. It's not surprising. You have been stuck in the bottleneck for three hundred years, and you have suffered such a serious injury. Being supported by soul energy, breakthroughs are normal. Count your luck." Negris disapproved Speaking of.

The black samurai shook his head: "It's just as simple as that, Emperor Hou Bozinan, I have been stuck at the Viscount level for three hundred years, during which time I was injured and dying many times, but I didn't see a breakthrough. Boss, you are my god of luck." .”

The last sentence was addressed to An Ge, and the tone was full of joy.

"Yes, yes, he is the illegitimate son of the god of luck." Negris felt the same, and then urged the black warrior: "Hurry up."

The teleportation array next to the reincarnation altar is fully functional, not only has the teleportation function, but also has the beacon function, and can also limit the volume of the teleportation, that is to say, things that exceed a certain volume cannot be teleported.

This is tantamount to preventing the enemy from sneak attacking through the teleportation array in a disguised form. Forcibly teleporting over, it is likely that only half of it was transmitted because it exceeded the teleportation range...

The small teleportation array in Ice City is like this. The only thing to worry about is that it can form a group like the Black Warrior, and then stretch it after teleportation.

However, when the group is in a group, it is also the time when the black warrior is most vulnerable. If the enemy is on guard, it is not a surprise attack, but a delivery of food.

Seeing that the black warrior has actively limited the transmission volume, Negris is relieved, this guy has no other evil intentions.

He consecrated the soul vow, and he is one with Ange. Ange will be finished if he has something to do. It is unlikely that he has bad intentions. Negris is just habitually on guard.

While operating the teleportation array, the black warrior explained: "The elves have announced the location of a teleportation array. As long as someone contacts them, they will give away a diseased branch."

"The diseased branch of the World Tree should also be very valuable, right? Are they not afraid of others claiming it? If they don't have the ability to heal, they will get one." Negris was surprised.

"What are you afraid of impersonating? Are there many people with teleportation arrays these days? They all have teleportation arrays, but are they afraid they won't have the ability to heal? What if? And diseased branches, what are they used for? Grinding powder and soaking water?" the black warrior asked. Said disapprovingly.

That's right, having a teleportation array is already a natural screening condition. People who have a teleportation array are afraid that they don't have the ability?

The black warrior activated the communication function of the teleportation array, said a few words to the other party, and the other party checked the teleportation array here, and found that it was not on the registration list, so he passed a half-meter-long, arm-thick branch Come here, and even pay for the delivery fee.

"It's that simple?" Negris held up the branch, a little unbelievable, World Tree, the god of the elves, its branches are so easy to get? Also free shipping.

But after a closer look, the state of the branches is indeed not very good. As the god of knowledge, Negris has seen a healthy world tree, and the other party invited him to eat the fruit, which is the size of a washbasin and contains countless seeds. The fruit with yellow-yellow pulp has a very good taste and has the effect of increasing lifespan.

With a lifespan of 10,000 years for the brass dragon, Negris finally lived to be 10,002 years old before dying. The extra two years are probably due to the fruit.

Although the effect is not obvious, the taste is really good, but there are a bunch of seeds in a fruit, and those are the seeds of the world tree. If the world tree is cured and only one seed is given, isn't that a lie to children?

It's better to pull a few more branches. If the branch is healthy and can survive through cuttings, it will definitely grow faster than seeds.

"Planting information, you are considered qualified, Ange..." Negris turned his head and saw that there was Ange's shadow, and the little skull had gone somewhere for a long time.

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After not running far, Ange found that he could not understand what they were talking about, so he ran outside.

Seeing him coming out, the angel skeleton flew towards him, exposing the soles of his feet while flying towards him. This dead child stepped on hot rocks somewhere, the soles of his feet were roasted, and the skin was burnt yellow and fragrant....

The little zombies are much smarter, as long as they are steaming, they will stay far away.

After releasing a few shots of holy light to heal the soles of the feet, Ange uttered an 'ow' at it, and the angel drooped his head and flew back into the valley dejectedly.

At the bottom of the Great Rift Valley is a scorching lava river that flows to an end invisible to the naked eye. Both sides of the river are steep slopes. The higher the slope, the lower the temperature.

There are many holes on the slope, and the holes emit black smoke all the year round, and the material in the black smoke solidifies and deposits when it cools, and a small soil slope is piled up next to the hole, and the soil slope becomes bigger and wider over the years.

As long as some soil is dug out of the valley and mixed with the accumulated volcanic ash, it will be a very fertile planting soil. In addition, the heat of the lava river lasts all year round, so that the climate here is distinct, food can be grown for two seasons, and some cash crops can also be grown. Or vegetables, very plentiful.

I don't know how long the entire Great Rift Valley is. The Devil's Valley with 5,000 people can only use a short section. Ange randomly found a hole that was still smoking, and transferred the dust accumulated near it to the resting place. intrauterine.

Calculated according to the ratio of one soul crystal to one hundred catties, Ange transferred two hundred thousand catties of volcanic ash into it after spending two thousand soul crystals.

This amount sounds like a lot, but it is actually only 100 tons. Based on an average of 3,000 mu of land, it is only 66 catties per mu. However, it is not known whether this ratio is suitable for mixing it into the soil as fertilizer.

Ange has already started preparing the control group, picking out ten acres of land, first finding out the appropriate ratio, and then transferring enough to it.

However, the amount of soul flames has been decreasing recently. Negris said that this is a period of faith burnout. Without other stimuli, or the growth of new believers, this decline will continue.

It also asked Ange if he wanted to harvest a wave of faith with miracles and the like, but miracles have a threshold, and they have to be more shocking each time, otherwise the effect will get worse and worse.

But the effect of miracles is not as good as miracles. Miracles are one-time, but miracles can shock everyone's soul for a period of time, achieving a continuous stimulating effect.

But the spectacle is already being dug, the world transfer station is a spectacle, I believe that the day when it is completely reappeared, it will shock the hearts of everyone in this world.

In addition to miracles and wonders, there is another crueler method to harvest faith on a large scale, and that is jihad.

Launch a war of faith and involve everyone. At that time, everyone's beliefs will be very firm and fanatical.

Negris said three ways to increase the soul flame of faith. After hearing this, An Ge tilted his head, threw a word of 'trouble', and ran away.

On the second day, Ange did not use the most soul-consuming halo of quick death to plant the land, but stretched out his hands to tidy up the fields in the Palace of Rest, as if he wanted to loosen the hardened farmland inside.

At this moment, Negris understood what Anger meant by 'trouble'. He farmed the land for fun, not for production. If he had to do so many things to use the halo of quick death, he would not do it. Woolen cloth.

As a result, the number of soul flames remained at 1,500 to 2,000 per day, and continued to decline. Occasionally, you need to save up to use a quick death aura.

This made Negris couldn't help feeling Anger's shit luck. He was right to stop the farming process of human cooperation, otherwise the soul flames would not be enough.

"Ange, look at this branch, is there any way to save it?" Negris flew over holding the branch.

As the god of knowledge, Negris has hundreds of ways to save a dead branch, but he is the god of knowledge, not the god of plants. His knowledge comes from those who plant knowledge, such as elves , druids and human farmers.

It can't create its own knowledge of planting, and it doesn't have any experience in planting, so it doesn't think that the elves have tried the methods it knows? I must have tried everything before asking for help from the outside world.

Instead of relying on his own professional knowledge, Negris felt that Ange, who created four planting magics himself, was more reliable.

An Ge glanced at it and shook his head, "Natural aging, life is exhausted, there is no cure."

"Ah? Natural aging? You mean the world tree is dying of old age?" Negris asked.

Angus nodded.

"The World Tree is going to die? Didn't it say that it can live for 100,000 years? Why is it going to die so soon?" Negris murmured in a daze.

On the way to becoming a god, World Tree gave it a lot of guidance, and told Negris: "The lifespan of a god is in the hearts of believers, and my lifespan is in the annual rings, 100,000 years."

Now that he suddenly heard that it was going to die of old age, Negris suddenly felt a sense of melancholy and loss. He had successfully ignited the divine fire, but the lifespan was not in the hearts of believers, but in the hands of the undead king. He was sealed and theoretically lived forever.

And the world tree that once gave me advice back then is about to die...

Sighing full of melancholy, he looked up, only to see Ange take out a large bottle of essence, the kind with a full liter, insert a branch into it, then point his finger on the branch, and the halo of quick death was activated.

I saw that the part of the branch inserted in the bottle grew roots at a speed visible to the naked eye. The nutrient solution in the bottle seemed to be inserted into a straw, and the visible reduction was reduced. Grow young leaves, blossom and bear fruit.

Anger cut off all the redundant buds at the fastest speed, leaving only the one on the main trunk, so all the nutrients were concentrated on the main trunk, and a basin-sized fruit grew, and then the branches and leaves quickly withered.

Ange broke the halo of quick death, regardless of whether it was ripe or not, and picked the fruit immediately.

The branches continued to wither and scorched black, and finally turned into ashes, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the huge fruit in Ange's hand.

Negris stared blankly at the fruit, which was exactly the same as the one World Tree invited him to eat, only a little greener.

"Okay, now we don't need the elves' rewards. There are seeds, and the seeds in the fruit are all seeds." Negris said in a tone that didn't know whether to cry or laugh. This Ange can always surprise people ( scare).

But the scariest thing came. Ange actually smashed the fruit, picked out all the seeds inside, and sprinkled some of them on the volcanic mound under his feet.

Negris yelled in fright: "What do you want to do! Do you want to grow the world tree as a vegetable!?"

Thank you for the panda who loves to drink coffee without sugar, and the skeleton who wants to build a foundation, happy and happy 1, for the reward.