Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The so-called stuck egg means that when it is time to hatch, the dragon is still stuck in the egg. At this time, the giant dragon has passed through the incubation period of more than 500 years, has complete consciousness, and can even communicate with the egg through the eggshell. Parents from the outside world communicated, but they just couldn't get out of the eggshell.

Someone must have said: Just break the eggshell.

Such a clever idea, the giant dragon must have tried it, so they got a mentally retarded or even unconscious young dragon, as if when breaking the eggshell, they also smashed the young dragon's soul.

That is to say, unless the young dragon leaves the eggshell by its own strength, even if it can already call daddy through the eggshell, it can only be stuck inside. This is the so-called stuck egg.

Ange was digging his wasteland at night, and now he has discovered a very practical sand-fixing method—grass felt. It's the one with the dead body of Gaine Eri.

Grass blankets are produced first, then dragged to the sand dunes to cover them, watered thoroughly, and then spawned, the grass blankets can take root deeply in the sand dunes and grow vigorously.

If some fertilizers are buried in the sand dunes, such as cow and sheep manure, human, animal and horse corpses, the grass roots will grow stronger. Even after they die, the grass roots can still consolidate the entire sand dune for a long time.

Ange also put a piece of Bukuquan Stone on the top of the sand dune with a tall tree on a wooden pole, and set up two fairings. No matter which direction the night wind blows from, it can gather on the Bukuquan Stone.

Some deserts are formed because of insufficient water vapor, and some are formed because of high evaporation and low rainfall. There is not a lot of water vapor in the air, but the water vapor needs cold and hot convection and condensation nuclei to form rainfall.

Some magicians understand celestial phenomena, and when there is plenty of water vapor, they will use magic to blow a large number of condensation nuclei into the air, and then apply a large-scale cooling magic to form artificial rainfall.

This oasis belongs to the kind of place with abundant water and air. Standing up the Bukuquan stone can condense thousands of liters of water in one night, which is enough to moisten the nearby sand dunes.

The water that seeps into the ground will be absorbed by the grass roots and mats, so it will not be lost quickly, and the water and soil will be preserved.

It just so happened that the sand robber left a lot of corpses, which were exposed on the sand at will. An Ge kindly covered them with grass felt and poured some water, wishing their souls peace.

The grass grew vigorously, and a large meadow stretched out outside the wasteland Ang bought overnight, covering the sand dune directly opposite.

With sand-fixing tools, Ange's wasteland is not afraid of being covered by sand dunes. He happily sowed seeds and interplanted jujube trees to restore the damage caused by the sand bandits.

A middle-aged man with upturned nostrils followed behind him, begging bitterly: "Master Ange, please help me, come with me to Long Island, as long as my son who is stuck in the egg can be rescued." Come out, I am willing to pay any price, please my lord."

"The patriarch of the dignified dragon clan, such a low-pitched begging is so touching. Kacha, this beet is good, rich in water, and sweet." Luther squatted on the roof of the sandstone house, gnawing on the beet, and by the way Hand the leftover leaves to Lightning.

Lightning rolled his tongue, rolled the leaf over, and chewed: "Patriarch Dragon is about to explode, I can see his eyes are about to burst into flames, that's anger, he can't hold back and dismantle the adults!" Alright."

"It dares!" Niairi, who was squatting on the roof, raised her voice and said, "If it dares to be disrespectful to adults, I will send out the magic extension of its naked buttocks peeing and mud when it was a child."

Brusque heard it from a distance, and he scratched the air a few times with his hands, as if he was going to crush something to explode.

But as soon as Ange turned around, it smiled again. It had no choice but to let it get stuck with a dragon egg.

"No, I'll grow things." An Ge firmly refused.

"But, you can also grow things in Long Island." Bruce said.

Ange tilted his head: "You don't eat."

ah? What's the meaning?

Negris explained from a distance: "What he means is that you dragons are not vegetarians, and you don't eat what you grow, so you don't go."

ah? What the hell reason is this? Because you don't eat it, why don't you plant it there? If you want to grow something, just grow it, and don’t care whether others eat it or not? Long Island can let him grow vegetables, but he can't let the dragon change the recipe, right?

There is no reason. Ange just wants to grow things, only edible things. Food is eaten by people, so he grows food, and beets are eaten, so he grows beets. Geshu and green jujube trees are edible, so Ange grows them. .

Of course, he also grows grass seeds, but that is for better planting, and it is classified as farmland water conservancy.

Brusque has seen what it means to keep oil and salt from Anger, and he can't use force, otherwise it will take Anger away.

As a last resort, it could only give in, and said: "Wait for me to come back." Then it flew into the sky with a swish, and turned into a small black spot in a blink of an eye.

Long Island is located on the East China Sea, more than two thousand kilometers away from the land. It is an archipelago composed of eighteen small islands attached to a large island, collectively called Long Island.

Everyone thought that the dragons lived on the largest main island.

The main island is narrow and long, narrow in the north and south, wide in the middle, and the widest point reaches more than 600 kilometers.

The total area of ​​the main island is 600,000 square kilometers, and no one would object to saying that this is a piece of land. If all the plains on the island are reclaimed into farmland, it will not be a problem to feed 40 to 50 million people.

An island with such a large area does not have giant dragons inhabiting it. It only raises a large number of cattle, sheep and horses. Only when it needs to eat, the giant dragon will come to the main island. To put it bluntly, the main island is actually Above is the dragon's table.

There are more than 80 giant dragons, all of which inhabit one of the affiliated whirlpool islands.

Several tens of kilometers to the east of Long Island, several islands are like stone pillars, hundreds of meters above the sea surface. The sea water flows through here, and the impact pulls out countless eddies and undercurrents. Even the most advanced ships cannot approach these islands from the sea surface. .

The dragons inhabit the vortex islands in the middle of these islands.

There are huge caves on the island, and huge dragons can fly directly into them. The best environment among them is undoubtedly the dragon egg hatching room.

There are more than five giant dragons here at any time, guarding the hatching room day and night, and there are more than a dozen giant dragons on standby in the nearby caves at any time. Even if they came out in full force this time, Brusk only took away more than sixty. The giant dragon, the remaining 20 or so horses are all guarding around here.

The incubation conditions for dragon eggs are very harsh, with constant temperature, dryness, abundant elements, and frequent flipping. It may not sound difficult, but the whole process needs to last for five hundred years.

Each type of dragon's egg requires a different temperature. For example, a red dragon needs high temperature, and its eggs must be kept at about 80 degrees. Except for red dragon eggs, other dragon eggs are cooked at this temperature.

Five hundred years of constant temperature, careful turning, supplementing elements from time to time, such as spitting dragon's breath near the egg, can make the elements full.

However, 500 years is still too long, and if there is any laziness during this period, the dragon eggs are likely to be broken.

If it breaks in the later stage, you can still know how it broke. If it breaks in the early stage, when the baby dragon in the egg has not yet formed and cannot communicate, then you don’t even know how it broke.

Therefore, more than five giant dragons should always be kept in the hatching room, and there are more than a dozen of them to be replaced at any time to ensure the safety of the hatching room.

However, under the protection of twenty giant dragons, the two dragon eggs in the hatching room disappeared.

"Dragon eggs! Our family's dragon eggs are gone, and the patriarch's dragon eggs are gone! There are thieves, hurry up and catch the thieves!" The roar of a slender golden dragon resounded throughout the whirlpool island.

The giant dragons on the Whirlpool Island are all crazy, who dares to come to Dragon Island to steal things? Also stole the dragon egg? Find it, find him out, and stuff it between your teeth!

"I lost two dragon eggs, one belonged to our family, the other belonged to Diphtheria's family, and both were stuck eggs. I saw them half an hour ago. The thief must have not gone far. Search for me, even if Turn Long Island over, and find the thief." Jin Long roared.

At this moment, all the dragons suddenly heard a voice in their hearts: "Don't look for it, I took the dragon egg. I found a way to save the egg, and I am going to try it. I know that the mother in my house The dragon wouldn't agree, so I stole it first."

"I also took away the diphtheria's family. Diphtheria died early. If the dragon egg can be saved, it can be regarded as a blood descendant for its family. Also, Grandma Nai Lizu is not dead, it has been resurrected, and, don't Tell the other dragonborn, I suspect spies among the dragonborn."

The more the dragons listened, the wider their eyes widened, especially when they heard that Nieri was resurrected, their eyes were full of incredible expressions.

Nairi is the ancestor of the dragon clan, and she died at the age of 10,000. How many dragons dream of this? Now not only has he lived to his full age, but he has also been resurrected? What happened?

"Brusc! Come back to me! You know I will disagree, but you still dare to steal my child! Come back, or I will break your wings!" The golden dragon's roar spread like thunder.

But Brusk couldn't hear it anymore. He rushed up to the sky at the fastest speed, came to the thin air stratosphere, put the shield on himself, and then accelerated crazily.

The super-high speed caused the shield on its body to rub against the thin air, causing it to incandescent, and dragged a meteor-like trajectory in the sky. After a while, the shield shattered, and the second layer began to rub and incandescent again. , let the trajectory flicker.

This night, many people saw this flickering trajectory, pointing to the sky without knowledge and saying: "Look, meteor."

The man who knew the goods was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and murmured: "A strong man of truth! My God, what happened? I just heard that Lord Fashen appeared a few days ago, and now he is a strong man of truth. In troubled times , are you coming?"

Gaillard also saw the twinkling meteors high in the sky, and muttered frowningly: "Brusque? Meteor trail, what is it doing again?"

Kailandelle said suspiciously: "The dragons again? What happened to them recently? Do you still want to intercept them?"

"No need, the other giant dragons in Meteor's Mark can't keep up, it's the only one, don't stop, those who are strong in truth are qualified to go wherever they want to go." Gaillard said.

"That's good, Your Majesty, should we look for Lord Naig again? There seems to be something wrong with the world saplings." Kailandelle said.

The two turned their heads together and looked behind them.

Next to the huge world tree, there is now a "sapling" with a height of 100 meters. Countless elves build tree houses on it, build platforms, hang rope ladders, hang clothes, and do whatever they want.

If treated roughly, the saplings in the world will grow faster, thicker and healthier.

However, as the world tree saplings grew, Kailandier felt more and more wrong. There was no doubt that this was a world tree, but not the god of life.

"Can a tree without self-awareness be called a world tree?" Gaillard murmured, and then he suddenly lifted his spirits: "Kailan, take care of the house, I will be away for a while."

After finishing speaking, he let out a whistling sound, and not long after, a pure white unicorn appeared in the night sky with an electric glow.

"Ah? Where are you going?" Galendelle asked anxiously. She was having a headache about the consciousness of the World Tree, and you wanted to leave it alone?

"Go to someone who knows the World Tree better," Gaillard said.

"You mean Lord Nagg? Do you know where they are?" asked Galendelle.

"Do you still remember the stunted brass dragon Mali from the team that assassinated Nicholas?"

"That brass dragon is Lord Nagg? It's not such a coincidence, is it? Why did it assassinate Nicholas?" Galendelle was surprised.

"How do I know, but there can't be so many stunted brass dragons in the world. I'm leaving. You look after the house. Let the forest elf tell me if you have anything to do." Gaillard rode on the unicorn and stepped on the treetops. , all the way to the end of the forest.

...

Meteor trail is indeed a phenomenon that can only be produced by those who are strong in truth. It took only three hours for Brusk to cross a distance of thousands of kilometers and landed in the hope oasis panting.

Transfiguration limited its strength, otherwise it could be faster.

Going back to Dragon Island, it flew slowly, it took two days, and it only took three hours to steal the dragon eggs and come back, a total of two days and three hours.

But the oasis has changed again. In the middle of the dune meadow, there is a big tree, a jujube tree that is more than ten meters high and cannot be hugged by two people.

Around the jujube tree, many sand people spontaneously came here to worship, and after each bow, a catty or two of green dates fell from the tree, and the sand people happily picked them up.

There is that kind of guy who steals, rapes and plays tricks, and wants to kowtow more times and exchange more green dates. But An Ge never looked at kowtow, he only looked at the soul flame, and only pious people would offer soul flame.

Niai Li gnawed on the little fat sheep and muttered: "You have snatched away all my followers, and you will take over the little fat sheep for me in the future."

Brusque hit the ground like a meteorite, and the dune was smashed into a big crater, and a huge amount of sand and dust was thrown around like waves.

Before it could come to a complete stop, it rushed to Ange out of breath: "Ange Ange, hurry up, I brought the dragon egg, let's revive this one first." He took out the silver dragon's egg.

It didn't hesitate to use Meteor Mark, because it was afraid that the dragon egg would break if it left the environment of the incubation room.

An egg with a diameter of two meters and taller than a person fell in front of Ange. An idea flashed in Ange's mind: it can fry a lot of world tree buds.

"Wait a minute." Negris trotted over and grabbed Ange's hand: "Although I am also a member of the Dragon Clan, my blood belongs to my blood. I can't lose money. You have to pay. Let me explain first. Breed a dragon." The cost of a dragon's body is very high, and the cost of the nutrient solution alone is more than 200,000 magic crystals."

"Ah? How much does it cost? Uh, how much did Grandma Neaili give?" Brooks was a little stunned. He had never negotiated a price with anyone in his life, and the trade with humans was all left to his minions. to complete.

"I paid for little Aili, and I sold myself to pay."

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