Ride and Cut

"Li Cha, I have brought someone to deal with the dragon skeleton." Buckland dragged his fat body into the hall, grabbed the teapot and poured it vigorously, then wiped his mouth and said, "To be honest, falling to the ground from mid-air, the impact like a meteorite falling to the ground is too violent even for a giant dragon."

"It broke?" The lord was feeding Qiqiu with dried figs.

There is an ivory ring around the little thing's neck, and its head has obviously grown a lot, not counting the tail, it is as long as an arm. On the shiny black fur, a faint red line began to grow along the spine.

It lay listlessly on the table, and only opened its mouth to eat a fig when it was brought to its mouth.

"The ribs are almost all broken, and the skin on the stomach is torn. It's a pity. But the remaining skin is enough to make dozens of dragon leather armors. The elf tailors brought by Melissa said they can do this job, so I'll let them try first." Buckland picked up a dried fig, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing it.

"Huh?" He suddenly found that Qiqiu, who has always been very protective of food, didn't respond, and he couldn't help being very surprised, "Why does it look so spiritless?"

"It seems like I want to hibernate a little bit." Li Cha stretched out his hand and scratched Qiqiu's soft chin.

Ever since he transformed once in Winter City that day, Qiqiu has been unable to wake up all day long. Li Cha also worried about whether he was sick, but although the little thing is not energetic, he eats a lot and grows fast, so he looks healthy no matter what.

Qiqiu stretched out his pink tongue and licked Li Cha's fingers, then lazily turned over to reveal his fat belly. Before Li Cha got started, a bubble of snot was already blowing on his little nose, and there was a slight snoring sound.

"Send it back to sleep." The lord picked up Qiqiu and handed it to the maid.

"Boring." Buckland smacked his lips, and put the figs hidden in his palm back into the fruit bowl. This simple trick of blinding one's eyes is usually unsatisfactory to Qiqiu, but today is the first time he has missed it.

"Li Cha, why do you want all the elves to practice tattoos?" Annie pushed the door open, her voice came before anyone else, "now all the cattle in the Alpine Fort have white tiger tattoos on their backs, it looks so strange."

"They filed a complaint with you?" Li Cha pushed Qiqiu's leftover figs to Annie, who smiled and nodded in thanks, took a bite and said, "It's so sweet."

"Eat more sweets."

Although there is no shortage of money at all, the lord has experienced poverty. Anyway, it is something bought with money and cannot be wasted easily.

"Thank you." Annie picked up another fig, and said inarticulately while chewing: "There is no complaint, but an elf girl accidentally fell off the back of a cow and sat on a big pile of cow dung. Now she is crying so hard that she can't be coaxed."

The elves' preference for beauty and cleanliness is well known, even to the point of extreme. An elf girl would actually fall into the cow dung, this picture is really abrupt when you think about it.

If it weren't for pinching his thigh hard, the lord of Gaoshan Castle could hardly hold back his laughter.

"You haven't said why you want them to practice tattoos." Annie stared into Li Cha's eyes, and said seriously: "Li Cha, the main reason for restricting magic tattoos is not enough materials, not too few 'Pali palms'. Now that the production of Moria poison can't be increased, what's the use of cultivating more Pali palms?"

"Ahem." Li Cha cleared his throat and tried to suppress his smile, "As long as we plant more Naxi narcissus, the problem will be solved."

"No." Annie explained patiently, "Naxi narcissus is a magical plant that condenses poisonous elements as it grows, but it cannot be completely immune to poison itself. Unless there is a moon well, it is all about luck, and it is very difficult to cultivate."

"But the shaman of Alpine Fort has the soil fertilization technique!" The lord snapped his fingers.

"How could that be useful?" Annie frowned and asked back, "If using more fertile soil can easily solve the problem, how can we still be trapped? Even if we don't master that kind of magic, how to fertilize is not a secret. Richard, you don't think that elves are all beautiful vases, and they are as brainless as goblins?"

Li Cha stretched out an index finger at the half-elf chick, and swayed it coolly from side to side.

"I don't know if you've noticed—different plants have very different requirements for growing soil. The swampy environment where reeds grow can kill cacti, and the saline-alkali soil that waffles like is not suitable for barley. The essential nutrients for one plant may be completely useless or even harmful to another plant."

Buckland rolled his eyes, so what do you mean?

"If the soil fertilization technique only improves the soil according to fixed standards, it is impossible to be suitable for all plants, but I have tried it and it is suitable for all plants." Li Cha said the secret that had been buried in his heart for a long time, and smiled triumphantly.

He first discovered the problem when Dracula was still called Hendra. In that defensive battle, for the purpose of covering up the Skaar heavy cavalry, Li Cha asked the troll to cast spells on the reeds, resulting in a dense green screen like a city wall. Even before that, in order to embellish the boring environment on the top of the hill, the lord ordered to cast a spell on the bitter thorn, and the effect was also gratifying.

The reeds that grow along the raging river need a saline-alkali environment, but bitter thorns cannot bear it at all. The criteria for fertility are completely different for the two plants. But under the effect of soil fertilization, they all grow very vigorously.

Just like two patients suffering from blood fever and anemia respectively, one needs blood transfusion and the other needs bloodletting. But after drinking the same decoction, they all recovered.

So at that time, Li Cha was thinking about the effect of the soil fertilization technique, which has a very stupid name and even more effective effects.

He is not a master of magic and cannot conduct in-depth elemental research. But after a simple experiment, the lord of the Alpine Castle could also come to a conclusion, and it was a conclusion that shocked him: this spell has no effect on improving the land at all!

The promotion of soil fertilization to plants is carried out in a more direct way.

It's very similar to the holy light magic - through the stimulation of the most essential vitality, no matter what kind of injury can be improved, there is no need to prescribe the right medicine like a doctor. Similarly, the soil fertility technique does not need to study what nutrients the plants need, just casting the spell will be useful.

"Soil Fertility Technique, I don't know who came up with this name, but it's obviously not appropriate. Moon Well? I don't need that thing, I want to grow Naxi narcissus, and I want to tattoo a set of magic energy tattoos on each of the soldiers of Gaoshanbao." The lord looked around, there was silence, and his face was shocked.

"Why are you still standing there, it's time to applaud." He said slowly.