Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Oh oh oh, that's right."

"Hey hey, that's how it is."

"Huh, huh, did so many things happen?"

Negris and Anthony exchanged ideas about the Supreme Mobilization Order, the Land of Sinking, and the origin of the undead team of Gold Tooth. When they looked back, Ange almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and Ange reached into the Palace of Rest again. Vegetables are grown here.

"I said Ange, we are talking about the situation on the plane, can't you listen to it?" Negris said angrily.

An Ge tilted his head and asked, "Can I grow vegetables?"

Negris felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart: "I can't..."

"Oh." An Ge replied, and then concentrated on growing vegetables.

Negris and Anthony looked at each other.

Anthony said: "I was a little worried before. I was worried that if you knew about this matter, you would get involved in it. Now it seems that I was worried for nothing, right?"

Negris nodded, and said dejectedly but somewhat relaxedly: "Yes, our adults are only interested in planting things. It seems that in the future, we don't need to tell us anything that has nothing to do with planting things."

"Uh, speaking of this, I do have a piece of news related to planting things. Human beings are facing a great famine. Do you have any surplus food? Sell it all to me."

This is not the first time that human beings have faced famine. Since Anthony was a human being, human beings have faced famine more than once. After he became Anthony, the famine has continued year after year.

Although he is helpless, famine is often the aspect where he can achieve the most political achievements in the process of struggling to climb up, and he is also very willing to use this aspect to achieve political achievements, because it can save many people.

Most of the famines are caused by uneven distribution. Large landlords and large merchants monopolize the grain trade. They will transport grain from low-priced areas to high-priced areas. However, transportation is a process and takes time. Once a natural disaster occurs Man-made disasters and road cut-offs will trigger a chain reaction, not to mention hoarding and the like.

A small number of famines were caused by reasons such as reduced food production, a sharp increase in population, and wars. Anthony’s famine refers to this kind.

"The main material plane has been quite peaceful in the past ten years. There have been no major wars, and small disputes have not affected the overall situation. Therefore, the population has exploded. In the past few years, the food supply has been somewhat tight. This year, the south is dry and rainy, and the food production is reduced. It is foreseeable that if there is not enough food supply, it is unknown how many people will die next year."

Anthony said worriedly: "Our eastern diocese is okay. I have built a lot of grain stores over the years, but the western diocese is in trouble. Now that Nicholas is dead, I want to compete for the position of pope, so I must win over the western diocese. The hearts of the people in the diocese, nothing can win the hearts of the people more than disaster relief?"

"Uh, do you want to provide disaster relief, or win people's hearts?" Negris was speechless.

"It doesn't matter, isn't it because I want to win people's hearts, so the victims I rescued are not counted as my rescues?" Anthony said as a matter of course.

"That's true, but you think too much. No matter how powerful Ange is, he is still a person. No matter how much food he grows, he can't make up for the great famine of mankind, let alone you can't afford the equivalent." Negris said.

"What equivalent?"

"Soul Flame, Faith."

Anthony cut off contact and stopped talking about food and the like, because he really couldn't get what Ange needed.

Don't look at his sincere desire to die, but the capital of his life is still the Church of Light. It is impossible to send believers to Anger. The church will tear him up immediately.

And Ange's kind of thing is purely an obsession, as is the exchange of equivalent value, and wealth such as magic crystal gold coins has no meaning to him at all, only the soul flame can be used by him.

...

At the original location of the Dragon Temple, the wreckage smashed by sand bandits has been cleaned up, leaving only the flat ground.

Brosk took out the materials from the dimensional space with heartache. These materials were carefully collected by it, and many of them were precious and rare. After all, it is impossible to have junk products that can be seen by the patriarch of the Dragon Clan.

They are like the collections of a middle-aged dragon, private money, being forced to pay out, it is really heartbreaking.

"With such good materials, the top-level teleportation array is made. I am not willing to use such a good material for the teleportation array on Dragon Island." Brusque muttered.

All the materials were placed, Brusque stood in the middle, the magic power surged, and the magic pattern circles spread out from it, layer upon layer.

As if these circles were attracting, or invisible hands were fiddling with, the materials on the ground slowly floated up and moved to the positions corresponding to the magic pattern circles.

All the materials were moved in place, Brusque slammed down with both hands, the magic pattern circle and the materials fell at the same time, a series of muffled sounds, and a complete teleportation array was assembled.

Sophia stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded: "This...is it finished? The previous teleportation array, but the boss moved the materials for several years, and it took several thousand of us to build it. My God, he Get it done with a wave of your hand?"

Nairi smiled and comforted her: "Don't be surprised. If you know his identity, you will know it. This is only natural."

The strong man of truth is an existence more terrifying than the magister. If it hadn't been transformed into a human form and limited part of its power, Longwei alone would have made 90% of the people here lie down.

Alas, it's a pity that this guy was so embarrassing in front of Ange and Negris that he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he gave people the impression that he was very bad and easy to bully, hey, that's not his true face.

After the teleportation formation was completed, everyone couldn't wait to communicate with Anxi Abyss. The first thing they teleported was several tons of grain and a sapling.

"You green dates can eat a meal, every meal, I eat sour water, if we continue to eat, we will definitely perforate our stomachs and die here, becoming the first batch of Titans killed by green dates!" Zi Li disliked Speaking of.

"Yes, yes, there is also the first unicorn that was killed by green jujube acid." Lightning rarely shared the same hatred with Zi Mu.

Disliked, Shafia said embarrassingly: "There are still little fat sheep, and we also eat green dates every day, and we haven't been soured to death."

Lisa scoffed: "You still say no? Lan and I have been here for so long, and most of the people we treat are people with stomach problems. The older you are, the more serious your stomach problems are. Your food is too simple."

Shafia said helplessly: "There is no way. There are too few things that can be grown on the oasis. The only thing that can fill my stomach is green dates. I also want to eat beet bracts. I can't grow them. Wait, leave me some A little." As she said that, she also went to grab food.

Ange planted the transmitted world saplings on the sand dunes, and then began to plant a large number of grass squares, potato and green jujube trees, and then stepped on the footprints.

As the number of times increased, Ange became more and more proficient in using the halo of quick death, and he became more and more experienced. For example, the grass felt, he didn't need the grass to mature to harvest, he only needed them to take root.

Therefore, I chose the kind of grass with a very large root system, which can be deeply and firmly rooted, and then lightly accelerated for a short while, can produce a large area of ​​grass mat, and consume very little soul flame.

The grass felt was divided by the sandmen, and then spread on the sand dunes at certain intervals. After the paving was completed, potato and jujube trees were interplanted between them, and then the halo was activated.

It only takes a short period of time for the grass square grid, geshu and green jujube trees to take deep roots and pass the most critical rooting period.

In this way, the Soul Flame, which is only enough to ripen the crops once, can allow more than ten times the number of grass squares, potato and green jujube trees to take root, spreading out a larger area.

Of course, the shortcomings are also obvious. These crops need to go through a whole growth cycle, a full half a year. The green jujube trees are cut, but it will take one or two years of growth before reaching the high yield period.

During this time, they need to experience the harsh climate of the desert.

However, grass felt and green dates are both original crops of the desert, and the growing environment of the potato is also very similar to the desert, but the soil composition is different. The sandy soil in the desert is too barren, so we have to find a way to add fertilizer later.

...

When Niaili heard that Ange was looking for fertilizer, she came over timidly, and pushed Negris aside: "Ange, that... that... I heard that you want to find fertilizer?"

Angus nodded.

"Well, uh, you should know that the one of our dragon has a very strong effect, and I have been in the desert for a long time..." Niairi said awkwardly for a long time, and Ange was crooked. Head, can't understand what it means at all.

Negris poked his head over: "I understand, you have been living here for so long, and the habitat has the dragon poop you have pulled for more than a thousand years."

Before she finished speaking, she was scratched by Nai Aili's little paw: "Dragon you are as big as you are, our female dragons don't shit, and shit is delicious!"

Negris flinched blankly, what kind of logic is this?

...

Through the newly built teleportation array, a group of people came to the crypt where Niairi once lived.

Nairi pointed to one of the holes leading to other places and said: "It leads to my toilet. Besides me, there are many birds excreting in that pit, and there is a thick pile of white bird droppings. It has no taste because it has been air-dried for a long time.”

"Guano? Oh, you said it earlier, that's the real good fertilizer." Negris said excitedly. After talking about it, the whole dragon is bad. Why should he be excited when he found bird droppings? ?

Chambada, why am I so excited about bird droppings? I don't eat those things myself, just because they can be used as fertilizer? Chambada, was he infected by that vegetable-growing skeleton?

The devastated Negris followed everyone into the cave and went to the dragon's toilet.

The further you go, the stronger the wind, and the brighter the front, and soon, the front suddenly becomes brighter.

"Uh, is this what you call a 'pit'?" Negris said.

What appeared in front of everyone was a huge rift valley, like a knife slashed on the ground, and a deep crack was sunk, extending forward to the end of the horizon.

And where they are now is on the upper part of the rift valley wall, and there is a cliff several hundred meters down, where Niaili can defecate her buttocks down here, which is convenient and clean.

The wind in the rift is very strong, and the vertical lower part of this position is a black volcanic ash-like substance, which does not look like poop at all, and it is obviously weathered.

In addition to this piece of 'volcanic ash', what covered the bottom of the rift valley was a vast expanse of white, salt-like substance. There were a large number of birds flying around in the air, sprinkling lumps of things from time to time, and freely falling to the ground. valley bottom.

The bottom of the endless rift valley is almost covered by this white substance.

"So much? You've made a fortune." Negris, who was deeply shocked, couldn't help sighing when he saw the phosphate accumulated by the bird droppings.

"Is it worth it?" Brusk asked in surprise. It also recognized these white substances. On Long Island and nearby islands, there are a large number of such guano islands, and some islands are densely packed with such substances. Stack the island's elevation several meters higher.

"It's not very valuable to be valuable, but even if you sell one magic crystal per ton, how many magic crystals can you sell here? At least several million tons." Negris said.

Bruce made the calculation and was disgusted: "Only a few million magic crystals? Garbage."

Negris laughed angrily: "It is precious because it is cheap. This is a strategic material, understand?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

It's fine for others to shake their heads, but Ange also shook his head, so Negris had no choice but to explain it to consolidate his status as the god of common sense, so he reluctantly said:

"Farmland without fertilization generally yields about 150 to 200 catties per mu. The yield of intensively cultivated farmland can reach 300 catties, but the yield of farmland with a little fertilizer applied casually can reach 500 to 600 catties. The yield is higher, and last time I heard from Anthony that the yield of new grain seeds in the Druid Spring Breeze Cup Planting Competition has exceeded 1,000 jin per mu, and the fertilizer must be responsible for this."

"If I sell you fertilizer, your yield per mu will double, but if I don't sell you fertilizer, your yield per mu will remain stagnant. Is this considered a strategic material?" Negris asked.

Bruce nodded.

"My output is twice as high as yours, and I sell grain at a low price. Your farmers can't sell grain, go bankrupt, and won't grow grain next year. Will you have to buy grain from me in the future? One day I say I won't sell grain, Unless you take a city in exchange, do you want to change it? No way? Your farmers don’t grow food anymore, don’t buy my food, and wait to starve to death? Is this considered a strategic material?”

Brusque gasped: "It's vicious."

"Hehe, food security is not in your own hands. Others have vicious methods to rule you. Cost and output can be used as weapons. These bird droppings are a big killer for increasing production. Anthony should like it very much and sell it to him later. Go." Negris was already getting excited.

Nairi was a little angry: "You've been talking about bird droppings for a long time, but what about dragon poop? Why don't you say that? Is dragon poop useless?"

"Ah!?" Negris was stunned, didn't you scratch the dragon when he said just now? Why blame it for not saying it now? The mother dragon's mind is really strange.

"The magic effect of dragon poop is too strong, and ordinary crops can't bear it. You can see that there are plants growing on those bird droppings, but there is no dragon poop. Only those magical plants can withstand the effect of dragon poop, such as elf beans. , soul moss, dragon fruit, etc. Hey, there are so many dragon poops, can we grow fairy beans?"

Negris suddenly remembered the elf bean seeds he got from the elves, but he never dared to plant those seeds, because the general land was not fertile enough to support elf beans.

An Ge noticed another term: "Soul moss, what is it?"

"It's a kind of moss, which can soothe the mind, soothe the soul, enhance memory, and accelerate the recovery of magic power. It is the main material of the magic recovery potion. If a magician fights, he can drink a bottle of magic recovery potion in advance, tsk tsk tsk." Negris said.

"Is that the one?" Ange flew out of the cave and asked, pointing to a large black moss on the cliff wall vertically below.

"It can't be such a coincidence." Negris flew out of the cave and looked back, and he saw a large black moss and a human child.

That human child may only be seven or eight years old. He is holding a wooden hand shovel and vigorously shoveling the moss on the cliff. At this moment, there are several large pieces of soul moss in his back basket.

Negris was heartbroken when he saw it: "Hey! Child, let go of those mosses, the soul moss cannot be harvested like this!"

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