Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

John weakly dragged a dead body wrapped in a straw mat to the Falling Dragon Canyon. It is said that hundreds of thousands of years ago, a giant dragon fell from the sky and hit the ground, cracking a canyon, so it is called Falling Dragon. canyon.

When he was young, John still had the idea of ​​exploring and was going to look for the fallen dragon, but when he went to the canyon to see it, he lost any interest.

"Instead of calling it Falling Dragon Canyon, it's more appropriate to call it Guano Ditch." John bragged to his friends at the time in disappointment.

Whether it was the Falling Dragon Canyon or the Guano Ditch, they had all been reduced to dumping corpses by the villagers. Mass burial mounds. This was the sixteenth corpse he had thrown away this month.

The straw mat was not tied tightly, dragging and dragging, and one hand of the corpse was exposed, scraping the ground. The hand was thin and rough, with only skin and bones left, as if it had starved to death.

John stretched out his feet and kicked the corpse's hands back into the straw mat. If possible, he also hoped to give the corpse a whole coffin, but unfortunately not. Straw mats are the only thing available in the village, because there is a There are plenty of raw materials for reeds and straw mats.

But recently, not many people have the strength to weave straw mats. They are all hungry. Since last year, there has been a famine in the village, and there is less and less food to eat. More and more.

I don't know if their village will still exist next year, or it may die out, and then gradually be buried by wind and sand. This seems to be nothing unusual.

On the edge of the Dragon Lake, you can see some traces of earthen walls from time to time. These are villages that have been abandoned due to various reasons for thousands of years, most likely due to famine.

The burial of the deceased was John's own initiative, because leaving the corpse in the village would probably cause some bad things to happen, but he didn't know how long he could last, because he was also hungry.

In the past two days, he has gnawed some grass roots and white mud. The grass roots are fine, but the white mud will block the intestines. Many villagers who ate the white mud will die with bloated stomachs. It is very uncomfortable, but it is better than the feeling of being hungry. Get up, it's nothing.

Alas, I'm still suffering anyway, if I can survive every day, I'll count it as a day.

In fact, John still found the dragon with a glimmer of hope. He had heard dragon chant in Falling Dragon Canyon, and had seen a few times, a golden dragon flying across the sky.

If the dragon can be found and protected by the dragon, his village is likely to survive.

It is rumored that the Oasis of Hope, two hundred kilometers away, has never been harassed by sand bandits, famine or plague because of the protection of a giant dragon.

A few years ago, a businessman who wanted the oasis to engage in entrepot trade came to Zhuilong Lake. When talking about the legend of the giant dragon, the businessman still complained, saying that the oasis had only a single crop, and he could only eat green dates and little fat sheep all day long. Sour water or something.

At that time, John wanted to blow his dog's head off on the spot, and then replace it with his body.

Dare to complain when you have something to eat? So what are these places where they don't even have food? hell?

Maybe that giant dragon is the one that protects the Hope Oasis. If it can take pity on and protect the Dragon Falling Lake, then I am willing to dedicate everything to enshrine it.

In front is the place where John dumped the corpse, a big pit of more than ten meters. He didn't dare to throw the corpse directly into the Falling Dragon Canyon, fearing that the dragon would be angry, but he didn't have the strength to dig a hole for each corpse to bury everyone. Throw them all together, and sprinkle a thin layer of soil when you have strength, even if they are buried.

The hand of the corpse in the straw mat was exposed again. John stretched out his foot, trying to push it back into the mat, but just as his toe touched the hand of the corpse, he suddenly felt a tight ankle, and the hand of the corpse grabbed his hand. foot.

"Ah!" John screamed with all his breastfeeding strength, struggled vigorously, broke away from the corpse's hand, kicked and kicked back, one accidentally retreated to the edge of the corpse pit, and cut one end into it.

Before he landed, he felt someone help him, and when he took a closer look, he was so frightened that he foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Because the ones who supported him were Aunt Barr and Uncle Bull who died a few days ago. At this time, they all crawled out of the straw mat, rolled their eyes, and faced John with half of their rotten faces.

John, who fainted, didn't know how long it took before he woke up slowly. The heads of two young dragons approached him, and one of the young dragons smiled and said to him: "Are you awake? Didn't it scare you? No It's so embarrassing, we stomped our feet, we didn't expect to stomp too hard, sorry sorry."

"Dragon...Dragon...Dragon..." John couldn't speak clearly.

"Oh, that's right, I'm a dragon, a brass dragon, you can just call me Negg. Are you a villager near here?" Negris asked.

"Yes, yes, dragon, dragon, sir... my lord, I, I, ah!" John has never left the village in his life, and all his information to the outside world is brought by businessmen from all over the place.

Don't look at him thinking about finding the giant dragon for protection just now, but when he really saw the dragon, it was still a young dragon, and he was already at a loss for words, but immediately he saw another incredible scene.

The corpses of the villagers he put into the corpse pit, as well as some skeletons, all came to life, lined up, carrying things in an endless stream.

"Dead, dead, human, can it move, can it move?!" John pointed to the corpse carrying things not far away, looked at Negris and Niairi in horror, and shouted tremblingly.

Negris blinked, and suddenly thought of something, he ran to Anger, asked for something from him, and then returned to John.

A bag of grain was opened to reveal the golden grain inside, and then a fresh and juicy beetroot was handed to John: "Do you believe in immortality?"

John, who had only eaten some grass roots and white clay for two days, was instantly attracted by the sweet beetroot and grains. He couldn't care less about the corpse moving. He swallowed hard, wanting to reach out but dared not reach out.

"Do you believe in immortality? These are given by the immortal god. If you believe in the immortal god, they are yours." Negris said in a very sincere tone.

John grabbed the beetroot violently and bit down hard with all his strength: "I believe it."

An Ge looked up in a little surprise, because he sensed a strong belief, and a thick soul flame floated over.

"Sweet, sweet?!" John's eyes sparkled.

"Sweet ones, eat slowly, they belong to you now." Negris patted it on the shoulder, and flew up proudly: See, I can also accept followers.

Obviously, it has been brooding about the matter of the tauren aunt. Fortunately, Lisa didn't follow, otherwise she would have laughed to death.

A large number of corpses became active under the presence of Anger's king. They knocked off large phosphate blocks and dragon (poop) loam (poop), and moved them to Ange, and then Ange transferred them to the Palace of Rest on the farm.

These substances will be tested by Anger to find out the corresponding ratio, and buried in the soil together with volcanic ash, plant ash, bone meal and other substances to improve the fertility of the soil.

He also unceremoniously scraped off all the soul moss and buried it in the soil. Other magic crops may not work, but the soul moss is best preserved in the soil.

After digging enough phosphate corresponding to the resting palace farm, Ange did not stop those corpses, but continued to dig and carry them. These things are good fertilizers, and they need to be used on a large scale in the future. First dig them up, and then find a way to transport them out .

Transportation is actually a big problem. When transporting things in the desert, businessmen have the most say. For example, Jimmy will never use his precious cargo space to transport fertilizers. Even if they are shipped out, others will not be able to afford them.

But would Ange care? As long as it is easy to use, even if he is asked to use the resting palace to transport things, he will be happy.

Negris flew over, glanced at the still moving corpses in surprise and said, "These corpses have been moving for a long time, can your king's presence last for so long?"

Anger said: "Not mine, Locke's, they are permanent."

Negris looked shocked: "You mean, they have been reincarnated into undead creatures, and they won't collapse with the time limit of the king's arrival?"

Angus nodded.

The King's Arrival can summon the corpses, but they are time-sensitive and within the range of the skill. Ange can manipulate them at any time and can be driven for a long time, but as long as they leave the range of the skill, they will soon disintegrate.

But now, Ange told it that these corpses had been reincarnated into undead creatures, that is to say, these corpses could continue to move without external force.

Such a large-scale reincarnation is obviously not something that Ange's King's Arrival can do. Probably only Bone Locke can do it. Can Ange really deform the power of Bone Locke with the ultimate transformation technique?

Theoretically, it is possible, and this is exactly the meaning of the ultimate transformation technique. The legendary ultimate transformation technique is to transform into a god, and then use the power of the god to beat the god to death.

However, legends are legends after all. Ange's ability to change the shape, breath and part of the strength of the strong bone Locke has already shocked Negris. The strength of Bone Locke.

Does this Vegetable Skeleton really have such terrifying spiritual power?

Forget it, don't think about it, Ange's abnormality is not a day or two, just get used to it.

"I chatted with that human, and I probably know where this place is. Humans call this place the Falling Dragon Canyon. There is a large lake directly opposite the canyon. They call it Falling Dragon Lake. There are two big rivers flowing into it from the west and the north. In this lake."

"There are many oases and villages on both sides of the river, but the lake is a saltwater lake, and there are a lot of saline-alkali land around the lake, which is not suitable for farming, so there are no villages around the lake. In recent years, because the water volume of the East River and the North River has decreased, the Great Lake regurgitates when the tide is high. In the river, the salt water flooded the farmland on both sides of the river, causing salinization and reducing food production, so there is now a famine.”

"This human is called John, and he came to attend the funeral. Many of the villagers here are from his village. According to the records of the Great Druid of Spring Wind, he should have come here to look for grasses that are resistant to salt and alkali, and the magic rice. Hybridization, intending to breed rice varieties that are resistant to salt and alkali."

Speaking of this, Negris' tone was a bit heavy, with regret and admiration: "As expected of being close to the truth, this is the real great druid, who has been working for new rice seeds all his life. Unfortunately, the last step did not Done, otherwise, rice seeds that can be grown on saline-alkali land are definitely a miracle that can change the world."

Ange tilted his head: "New rice?" After Negris said so much, he noticed the new rice.

"Uh, yes, it's not finished yet, the salty water magic rice, that's how the Great Druid of Spring Wind named it." Negris took out the planting handbook and glanced at it again.

Ange pointed to the end of the canyon: "The lake, is it there?"

Negris nodded, the Dragon Falling Canyon seemed to have drawn a mark on the ground, and the end of the mark was Falling Dragon Lake, not far away, like an exclamation point.

From the shape, it really looks like something hit the ground at high speed, plowed out a canyon and then bounced, smashing out a large lake.

"Go and have a look." Ange said suddenly, "There is something there."

"There is something? How do you know?" Negris asked in surprise, "You have never been here before."

"I pulled them just now, and there was one that was too big to pull up." Ange pointed to the moving corpses.

Negris looked shocked, pull them? Is the king coming?

If it was just now, Negris would not have felt that there was a problem. If you can’t pull it, you can’t pull it. There are many things that you, Angela, can’t afford.

But realizing that Ange transformed the strength of Bone Locke, a corpse that even Bone Locke couldn't lift, what is that?

Calling John over, John, who had finished eating the beets, held the bag of grain tightly, took out a small handful, stuffed it into his mouth together with the shells, and squeezed out the shells while chewing.

"John, is there anything in the lake?" Negris asked.

"Yes, there are murloc monsters."

"And water monsters? Besides water monsters?"

"Is there...salt?"

Obviously, John couldn’t ask any more questions. After we discussed it, we turned to the direction of the Great Lake. After walking less than three kilometers, the endless ‘sea’ appeared in front of us.

If no one said it was a lake, everyone would definitely think it was a sea, because it was too big to see the other side at a glance.

"No wonder there are tides, this lake is too big." Bruce couldn't help but sigh.

Some people sighed about their hometown, and John and You said proudly: "A businessman has traveled around the lake and said that it is at least 500 kilometers long from east to west, and more than 400 kilometers long from north to south."

There are many plants growing in the wetland by the lake. Although it is a saltwater lake, some plants that are resistant to salt and alkali are still growing tenaciously. There are even fish swimming in the gaps between the plants.

"Didn't you mean the saltwater lake? Why are there fish?" Nairi asked curiously.

Negris covered his face and said with a smile: "Sea water is also salty, of course there will be fish."

Nairi couldn't help shrinking her head, she realized that she asked a stupid question, there are more saltwater fishes than freshwater ones.

"What about those? What kind of fish are those? They seem to be quite big." Niairi shrank her neck for a while, and suddenly pointed to the lake in the distance. There were hundreds of marks drawn on the lake, as if there were big fish swimming in the water. move the same.

John turned around when he heard the words, his face changed drastically and he shouted, "No, that's not a fish, that's a murloc monster!"

When more than a hundred fierce and ferocious 'water monsters' emerged from the water and rushed towards them with their claws waving and their mouths open, Brusk sighed: "Okay, there must have been a dragon that died here, these It is a crocodile, a crocodile that has been contaminated by dragon blood to evolve a species similar to a dragon."

"It's ugly." Negris said in disgust.

John, who was about to run away, saw that everyone was so calm, and couldn't help but said, "I...should we run?"

"Run? Why do you want to run?" Brusque smiled, arched his body, and roared at the crocodilians with their mouths open. A phantom like a dragon's head appeared, opened its mouth wide, and moaned silently.

The running crocodile bleeds from its seven orifices while running, its scales fall off, its head is cut off, and it dies silently.

John saw that his eyes were about to fall out. Hundreds of these crocodiles, which could destroy a village, were yelled to death by the man with his nostrils upturned in front of him.

He found that what he encountered seemed to be a group of incredible beings.

Anger transferred a few tons of grain, boiled it first, and then asked John to bring a bag of beets back to call for people, and called all the people nearby who could move, and those who were too hungry to walk would cut a piece of beets and put them first.

When hundreds of people from several nearby villages heard that there was enough food to eat, they immediately rushed over with their families. Seeing the delicious porridge, they knocked on the soil reverently.

Dabo Dabo's soul flames rushed over, but An Ge was entangled. He used food to invite people to dig things.

The villagers, who were full of food and drink, dug up a medium-sized dragon skeleton at the location Ange pointed out.

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