The Mythical Races I Created

In the space temple, the gaze of the spirit of creation fell on the elven city state [Mashal].

　　 "The druid's spells created a unique tree man. In this way, the architecture of the mainstream society of the elves may be deeply intertwined with the tree man in the future."

　　 "After all, the tree hole tree person has already taken on part of the function of the building."

　　 "There are still two thousand years before the next batch of alien visitors. This period of time is enough for you to develop civilization."

　　 He looked at the desert. "Because of the limitations of the druid's magic principle, the method of exchanging the spirit of nature and strengthening both sides can strengthen the animal partners, but it will transform the natural spirit of the plant into the natural spirit of the beast. In other words , The moving, jumping, and wise plants guided by druid spells can’t be regarded as plants at all.”

　　 "Their internal structure has undergone changes. They are plant beasts."

　　 "It is impossible for the Druids to make agricultural civilization the mainstream in the future, but Panyang's talents can."

　　 Because of the previous extreme storm, the desert ushered in a rare torrential rain.

　　 This is a spectacular spectacle.

　　 It is raining, and the desert ground is sucking water.

　　 The desert is a barren behemoth, eagerly devouring all water sources, but even if so many water sources go down, the desert is still a desert.

　　 This desert is not only lack of water, but also because it has been in a climate prone to desertification for a long time.

　　 In this heavy rain, giant scorpions and desert lizards all went crazy, burrowing out of the sand one by one, attracted by the raindrops and ran outside.

　　 However, Pan Yang is the happiest person.

　　Pan sheep people happily welcome the gifts from the sky. A storm has enriched their water resources. In the past few years, their agriculture will definitely flourish.

　　 A storm made them and destroyed others.

　　 This is the impermanence that comes from destiny.

　　 Rain seems to have nourished the land and strengthened Pan Yangren’s talent.

　　The growth of the plants planted by the Pan sheep people has become faster and better.

　　 Oasis No. 1 has even planted a special black bush, which sprays a kind of angular fruit to the outside.

　　 It looked like he was throwing a dart out.

　　 After being sprayed out, this kind of angular fruit will stick to the opponent's body and spit out a toxin that paralyzes the nerves.

　　 This kind of plant consumes a lot of land resources, because it takes a lot of energy to spit out such a large alienated fruit, and the evolution of a spray cavity that can spray this alienated fruit also requires a lot of energy, and the synthesis of neurotoxins requires a lot of energy.

　　 Originally, Panyang people did not plan to plant this plant on a large scale, but because of this storm, they changed their minds.

　　 Now, they have enough resources to grow this kind of plant.

　　 With this plant, the next time the desert giant scorpion attacks them, they can better protect themselves and their farmland.

　　……

　　 The long narrow coastal lowland, Dillon is negotiating with the Elf Senate.

　　 He was angry at the Senate and forcibly gave the order to withdraw the Elf Druid. He patted the table and said, "I said, it was a small group of orcs who attacked your city-state. I have already punished them."

　　 "Are you going to take the risk of going to war and make actions that hurt our peace?"

　　 Facing the chief's eyes, the elves looked at each other, quite a little shocked.

　　 The general Severu who presided over the negotiation was not afraid at all, he looked at Dillon. "What are the facts like, don't you know enough yourself?"

　　 "Dear chief."

　　Dillon narrowed his eyes dangerously. "I won't agree to let you go back."

　　 Severus did not back down. "Then you'd better prepare for a full-scale war. You may not be prepared for this at all, and the Senate, in the name of the Father and the people, ordered us to do business with you."

　　 "A month's ration for 500 pigs, for a wolf cub, this is a very good deal, what do you think?"

　　 "You also need food."

　　 Dillon sneered, laughed loudly, and tapped the table top.

　　 He stood up and looked at Severus with a sense of oppression, even Severus was a bit embarrassed.

　　Dillon isn’t this guy really going to turn his face here, right?

　　 It's really possible.

　　They are still in the orc territory, if you turn your face here, today, they are...

　　 However, it is now negotiating, and he can't show a trace of hesitation.

　　 Today, this table is their battlefield.

　　Dillon stared at Severu, his eyes full of danger. "You actually insulted our orcs."

"you……"

　　 "Don't want to use this kind of thing to prevaricate us, don't forget, this is the reward you promised to send us troops and insect swarms."

　　 "Then, open..."

　　 At the edge of the negotiating table, Marlinie also stood up suddenly. She shook her head and showed a pleading gaze at Dillon. The grass-like hair tips flicked slightly on her shoulders, like the beauty of the green pastoral.

　　 Dillon glanced at her, and fell silent suddenly, without uttering the last word.

　　 He looked at Severus, his thick fingers tapping the table top. "Well……"

　　 "I can barely accept it."

　　 "But the conditions will change. With five hundred orcs for six months in exchange for one of our wolves, our wolves may be cubs or adult wolves."

　　 "Anyway, it's okay."

　　 If you don’t plan to start a full-scale war, of course, you will have to account for as much interest as you have.

　　 Dillon is not a fool, but he was too angry just now. If it weren't for Marlini, he might declare war directly.

　　 Severus sighed in relief.

He glanced at Marlinie gratefully, and then said to Dillon: "Elves do not raise adult wolves, who knows who the adult wolves listen to, so we only accept your wolf cubs. "

　　 "Also, I think our prices are already very kind."

"You are the lion who speaks loudly. The orcs can eat as much food as they want. This is really a bottomless pit. Besides, this price is the price set by the Senate, and it is not convenient for me to change it personally, honorable Chief Chief. , I hope you can think about it again."

　　 After Dillon calmed down, he resumed the posture of a generation of chiefs.

　　 He is not in a hurry.

He sat back in his chair and said, "You can't be the master, so let you be the master, come and negotiate with me. It's not possible, after a long time, I was just negotiating with a megaphone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Orcs Here’s the attitude here. We can’t accept the current price of food, and we must lower it, otherwise we won’t talk about it.”

　　 "General Severus, you can go back and find someone who can call the shots."

　　 The smile on Severu’s face stagnated.

　　 This **** guy.

　　 He looked at Dillon, and sure enough, the existence that can work together with Lord Pericles to kill the wisdom bug is indeed not an ordinary martial artist.

　　 His previous tough attitude was not a pretended bargaining price, right?

　　Father God is here. In this negotiation, he made a military order, saying that he will definitely handle this matter. Now it seems that the military order is a bit cheating.

　　 The scene was deadlocked for a while, and finally, Severu had to squeeze a smile. "Actually, I can still lower it a little bit."

　　 Dillon patted the table top with a super loud voice. "Since you can call the shots, don't you quickly say a number. Since you have said so yourself, then you also think the price is unreasonable. Let's say a number."

　　 One afternoon later.

　　 The negotiation is over.

　　 The orcs agreed to restrict all orcs, ordering them not to attack any city-state under the elves.

　　 The elves exchanged a sturdy wolf cub for every five hundred pigmen for half a year, opening up the food trade to the orcs.