I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 279 279. Locust Plague and 200,000 People

Mifyin left the North to practice his faith.

But before he left, he restored almost all the withered edible crops and fruit trees to life.

That was a large-scale miracle spell - this kind of "divine spell" actually exists in the sequence of magic, and it is a "prayer spell" that is almost legendary.

It is said that casting this kind of magic can get everything you wish for, but depending on the wish, the magic power consumed will also increase dramatically.

It is really hard to imagine how much exaggerated magic power Mifyin needs to spread miracles so wantonly.

The only thing that can be seen directly is that through the monitoring of the magic tower, Cloya clearly observed that the magic power of death flashing on Mifyin's body became stronger and stronger.

He is almost like a walking grave.

"Alas."

"I hope he can use that ticket before he loses consciousness completely."

That was condensed by him using the magic of Eden, and there was also a rock note that he had finally made, and its value is simply inestimable.

Even death cannot stop the ticket from forcibly recalling Mifiin's soul, unless something can crush the eternal magic in an instant.

But how is that possible?

Kloya shook his head, looked at the tower spirit in confusion, and said strangely: "You have been a little dazed since the disaster began. Are you afraid that this disaster will affect you?"

"Ah?" The tower spirit was in a trance for a second before coming back to his senses.

"I am analyzing the things that the wizard tower of Ilister Mage gave me. It told me that only prophecy can analyze this knowledge."

The tower spirit transmitted some very strange magic patterns and spell models to Kloya. The latter looked at it for a while and suddenly felt a little swollen in the head.

That is obviously the ability of prophecy.

And it seems that it is not an ordinary level of prophecy. The complex magic pattern is like a chaotic tangled ball of thread, and there is no place to start to solve it.

"Such a complex prophecy must have some big secrets in it." Although Kloya couldn't solve it himself, he was not without a way.

He quickly came to the top floor of his own wizard tower.

In addition to the sky tulips being cultivated here, there is another kind of magic plant.

It grows in a culture medium made of starlight solution. It looks like a nebula-like light mist. The light flickers rhythmically, as if calling for something.

The starlight of the Star of Astraeus, which is fixed on the highest floor of the Mage Tower, is indeed attracted by it. The small light spot looks like a comet falling and colliding with the nebula.

It emits a more dazzling starlight.

"The Eye of Breshina, the Flower of Prophecy."

"I've always been curious about why this thing has something to do with the eyes."

He complained to the tower spirit: "These great wizards always like to name magic plants after themselves, and the result is eyes, hands, skulls..."

"It feels like it has been dismembered."

"If I make it, I will never allow anyone to name it after me like this."

The tower spirit was silent for a short time, and then remembered the Croa Plains named by apprentices and knights, where countless people were buried.

It rationally did not mention this matter, but asked:

"So you plan to use this magic plant to help solve the prophecy spell?"

"Yes." Cloya stared at the flowers, seemingly concentrating, but actually engraving them.

These flowers were planted by him, they were originally flowers of prophecy, and they had a natural yearning for all kinds of mysterious prophecies.

After he showed the complex magic pattern, the flowers were already excited-

"Wow! It's a complex prophecy!"

"We want to learn!"

"Master, master! Teach us!"

The spiritual fluctuations of the flowers were transmitted to Cloya's ears, and they were really impatient.

So Cloya did not delay any more, and immediately handed all the prophecies to these flowers.

After obtaining these complex magic patterns and magic spells, the flowers all flashed clear starlight, the brilliance connected with each other, and finally gathered together completely.

The magic patterns of prophecy flickered in these nebulae, seeming to echo the stars in the sky, and even made a strange "beeping" sound.

These Eyes of Bleshina contain magic that can link and aggregate with each other, gathering all the power of flowers, which is equivalent to an automatic calculation machine.

As long as there is enough time, it will be possible.

Cloya nodded at this scene:

"Sure enough, prophecy and astrology are inseparable."

This may be the reason why he can't learn prophecy anyway. The changes in the stars have nothing to do with him. He can't even remember them, so how can he learn them?

"The next step is to wait, I hope to get some useful information."

He retracted his gaze.

"Master." The tower spirit suddenly came closer and showed the picture to Cloya: "This is the picture that Ryan and Seleu outside just sent back."

"Hmm?" Cloya heard the solemnity in the tower spirit's voice and looked over immediately.

All I saw was a black shadow covering the sky and the sun. It was locusts. There were so many locusts that they covered the sky and the earth.

Even the recorder's hands were shaking under the protection of the light shield.

"Lord Croa."

"I am entering the territory of Norant now. This is what happened in the southern border area of ​​Norant."

Ryan's voice was forced to remain calm, showing more of the picture.

It can be seen that as long as these locusts see a living thing, whether it is a plant or an animal, they will all rush over, and the other party will be eaten up without even having the chance to resist.

It's like a black storm that can eliminate everything.

In just a few minutes, the land that was originally lush with vegetation turned into a messy dead land, with bare soil and rocks, and no other colors could be seen.

After the locusts left, Ryan, holding the magic video recorder, left the protection of the light shield.

He walked on the ground and turned the ground, and found that not only did all the exposed plants on the ground disappear, but even their roots were eaten up.

Kroya frowned slightly.

You know, ordinary locust plagues can only eat everything that can be eaten on the ground, and the roots underground will not be damaged, so there is still a chance to recover.

But in this situation, it is hard to say whether it can be recovered.

Moreover, he always felt that this scene had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. The mother nest he took in seemed to have the same situation as the worker bees released by it to collect resources.

‘It seems that we need to catch some locusts for research. ’

After making this decision, his expression suddenly calmed down: “Sure enough, a locust plague.”

Although this scene was indeed shocking, he was now in the North Territory, which he was loyal to and had built like an iron barrel.

Moreover, as a time traveler, he had read a lot of novels and had already carried out locust extermination operations throughout the North Territory.

Now, tens of thousands of magic feather chickens are running around the land of the North Territory, looking for locust eggs that may be hidden in the soil.

They will turn over the entire land of the North Territory over and over again to ensure that there will be no locusts that slip through the net.

As for the natural disasters outside...

That is not something he can interfere with casually.

Even if he is more capable, he can only ensure that there will be no problems in his own territory. The outside world can only depend on the response of various countries to the disaster.

Although he really didn't have hope for such a world where nobles and extraordinary people firmly held power, he still had a little fantasy. Maybe they could have some brains this time?

This was not a simple disaster. If the population really died, the upper layer would definitely be unstable after the bottom structure collapsed.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something.

As a duke appointed by the royal family and the Mage Association, he actually had the power to migrate the population, and even migrate the population from various regions of the kingdom.

Unless there were dukes or royal families who opposed him, he could force those nobles such as barons, viscounts, and earls to honestly offer their population.

And now he really didn't think anyone would dare to confront him head-on.

Then...

He looked at the tower spirit: "Take my scepter to the southern border and order the local nobles to hand over at least half of the serfs and freemen.

As compensation, I will give them some food and special means to resist locusts."

After a pause, he added: "Bring back the magic beasts and magic plants that can be caught. I will create an ecological park suitable for them to live."

The tower spirit nodded: "Then I will do it now."

"Yes."

Watching the tower spirit leave, Kroya found a place to sit down casually - almost every space in the magic tower has a sofa for rest and a rest corner with various snacks and drinks.

He sat in the comfortable sofa, his eyes penetrated the compartment of the magic tower, and saw the god Moss who was being eroded by the light of Eden.

His eyes became deep.

It seems that some strange phantoms of swords, spears, swords and halberds appeared in this guy's dream at some point, as if they were clamoring and longing for war.

If it weren't for the light of Eden and the Void Moon Tree suppressing him, this guy would have woken up from his dream.

It's really strange.

...

Kloya's order reached the South Territory.

Along with the order came a complete knight group, a battle mage group, and a support and backup magic plant and magic beast group.

The nobles in the South Territory immediately realized the determination of Kloya, the Duke of Hanjiao. The only duke in the South Territory stayed indoors after entertaining Semir, who led the team.

Obviously, the duke didn't want to conflict with Kloya, and of course, the others didn't dare to have any ideas.

So, it can be said to be quite relaxed.

After visiting the Lord of Yanshan, Semir began to carry out his plan.

It took about a month to get half of the population of the nobles in the entire South Territory and various magic beasts and magic plants collected along the way, and brought them all back to the North Territory.

Of course, half of the population here refers to those abandoned by the various small nobles. Their retainers and slaves and some free people scattered in the southern border have not been taken away.

The southern border is so large, and there is no census like the northern border. There may be secluded villages somewhere. Half of the population of 200,000 people refers only to the nobles.

The real population must be much larger than this, but Semir really doesn't have the energy to search the mountains and seas to find them.

Fortunately, no battle took place during the plan. The only unlucky few who were injured were affected by the harsh cries when they were picking mandrake grass.

In addition, the team only reduced the food they brought, but brought back 200,000 people.

That's 200,000 people!

The current population of the North is only 600,000, which is equivalent to a one-third increase.

The governors of the North were dazzled by the sudden arrival of so many people, and then they were ecstatic.

Population! It's population!

What the North lacks most now is population. After all, the production capacity of golems is limited, and they can't all be left to golems. There is still a gap between the intelligence of golems and humans.

So when the serfs who were brought and the free people abandoned by the lords and nobles were still uneasy, what greeted them was the baptism of the North-

Two hundred thousand people were brought in batches to a large lake in the middle of the North. The lake is now rising with hot steam, and there are fish swimming in it waiting.

The serfs and freemen almost cried.

"We are going to be sacrificed!"

"Are we going to be boiled?"

They thought that the vast lake in front of them was the site of a sacrifice ceremony, after all, there was steam coming out of it!

The guards who were maintaining order had twitchy expressions on their faces.

Sacrifice ceremony?

In order to disinfect and exorcise these 200,000 people from head to toe, the wizard apprentices prepared magic potions day and night, and also invited the Salt Mountain Knights to help.

In the end, they thought they were going to be boiled?

Semir, who was in charge of this work, was helpless, and recalled the situation when the residents of Hanjiao Island first came. It seemed to be the same at that time.

He shook his head, and with the help of the amplification magic set up by the mages, the voice was transmitted into everyone's ears:

"You have just arrived in the North, and you need to be disinfected."

"The lake in front of you now was prepared for you by the great Duke of Hanjiao, the mentor of all of us, the supreme Lord of the North."

"Bath in it will cleanse all your filth, diseases and possible curses."

"Now, all of you must enter it, this is an order!"

After all, he has been a governor for a period of time. Semir knows very well that sometimes orders are greater than good intentions. These ordinary people who have lived in the South for so long cannot understand the sudden good intentions of the nobles.

They even think it is a trap.

But now that the order is given, they who have been dominated for a long time immediately have a goal, and one after another directly enter the misty lake.

The warm lake water is sprinkled with fragrant essential oils and magic salts, and there are small fish living and swimming in it to help the uneasy people clean the dirt on their bodies.

People who were originally worried about whether they were going to die smelled these aromas, felt the gentle kisses of the fish, and had soft sand under their feet.

That feeling instantly made them forget everything - even if they were going to die, at least they had enjoyed it!

With such a self-destructive mentality, they began to rub each other in the lake. Men and women were on both sides of the lake, separated by a water wall in the middle so that they would not disturb each other.

Although this is a super-large open-air bath that Kloa temporarily built, Kloa does not intend to use it only once. The essential oils and magic in it are carefully proportioned.

It is a special bath that can ensure the water quality is clear, and the aquatic life inside can survive and maintain a state close to nature.

Perhaps more people will come in the future, and they will receive a series of treatments here to ensure that they will not carry any plague or even curse.

Now the world is in such a mess. If some wrong or malicious guys really get mixed in, it will still have some impact on the North.

Semir stared at the lake.

When this group of people finished bathing, the magic purification device under the lake would automatically start, and the coral purification network would transport all the dirt and dirt underground for harmless treatment.

Then the second group, the third group...

The bathing time lasted for three whole days before it was finally over. After bathing, the people were given new clothes and then arranged to go to the second gate of the North for the second step.

After they walked to this square tower-like building, they were registered with basic identity information by some earth-stealing rats who looked like human beings.

Here they had no room for lying, and the sunflowers next to them that continuously released warm light were the best lie detectors.

If someone lied, they would be arrested by the patrolling guards immediately for detention and interrogation - after all, such a huge population suddenly poured into the North, and safety was the first priority.

Even if it might be a bit too cruel and harsh, it was necessary.

And when they finally passed the strict information registration on the earth-stealing rats, everyone received their own identity iron plate, and they were divided up and taken away by the long-awaited lords from all over the country.

If there are any blacksmiths, craftsmen, gardeners, or even those who have some talent for farming and herding, they will be given special treatment.

There is no way, the North is not short of talent, but in a sense, it is also very short of talent, especially talent in infrastructure.

More importantly, the huge special ecological park that Cloya is building, which can accommodate the magic plants and magic beasts brought from the South, needs these "locals" to work.

The environment in the South is hot and humid, and all kinds of animals grow very large, and there are some unique insect-like magic beasts.

If I have to say, the oxygen content is much more exaggerated than that in the North. If these plants are planted in the North at will, it will definitely affect the environment in the North.

Therefore, the construction of a special ecological park is imminent. In this ecological park, there will not only be magic plants and magic beasts from the South, but also the special customs and living habits of the South.

The reason for doing this is partly to preserve the ecological integrity of the South, and partly because of Cloya's hobby.

Cloya likes to completely reproduce the scenery of various places in front of him, which makes him feel very accomplished.

Besides, he is really tired of the stereotyped North. Even if it is for the sake of pleasing the eyes, he wants to show all kinds of strange scenery in front of him.

Before Semir set off, Kroya had already issued an order to build a basic geometric ecological array on a huge island of 30 hectares in the ocean.

He had no doubts about whether Semir could succeed, and he had made preparations early.

After the people of the South Territory went through various inspections and were finally able to enter the North Territory, some of them were sent to the "South Territory Garden" under construction for guidance.

One of the lucky boys named Yagob was anxiously riding a magic ship to the island.

He didn't know yet what a great creation he was about to see.

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