Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Faced with Craig's suspicion, Ferrin first went to the temple, obtained Ang's consent, and then brought all the management personnel to Ang's luminous moss field.

"It turned out to be like this. Using different substrates, the gravel also acts as a drain pipe to drain excess water away. My God, it is such a simple method that two things with different humidity requirements can be used in the same farmland. It's really amazing to grow in the same place." Craig cast his body down and was convinced.

"Lord Feilin, the owner of this farmland has planting techniques far superior to ours. Is he a Druid? Can he come and help us manage and improve our farmland?"

"You're dreaming." Ferlin cursed contentedly with a smile: "You can't stay here for long, take a quick look, record the details and then leave quickly, this area has been listed as a restricted area by me, without permission, I can't even enter Come."

He really doesn't know anything about technology. When he encounters some professional problems, he is often suffocated by Craig. Now he has finally recovered once. Look, you Craig is not better than others in every technology.

Everyone was shocked after hearing this, the dungeon actually has a restricted area that even the city owner of the film can't follow?

At this time, a soldier ran over and reported to Esk: "Sir, a plague broke out in the upper city. More than a dozen people had diarrhea and vomited. Someone found a corpse in the pool."

When he heard about the upper city, Esk immediately turned serious, and asked, "Is the quarantine blocked? Where is the body?"

The upper city is a rich area, that is, the uppermost area of ​​the slope that just entered the underground city. The water flows to the lower places, and the higher the terrain, the cleaner the water quality.

In this dark and humid underground city, the drainage facilities are not perfect, and human and animal excrement and various domestic sewage flow freely. The further down, the worse the sanitary conditions, and the more plagues will occur.

The dungeon has long had a mature response plan, which is to isolate and block, and then let the mage treat it, which can basically control the epidemic in a short period of time.

However, what worries Esk is that the outbreak occurred in the upper urban area with the best sanitary conditions, and domestic sewage will inevitably flow to the lower urban area along with the terrain. Only a dozen cases have been discovered now, but it is unknown how many are lurking.

A group of people hurriedly came to the place where the corpse was found in the upper city. A rotten corpse was spread on the ground. Lina glanced at it and turned her face away in disgust.

Feilin checked it carefully, and said in surprise: "The time of death should only be two days. How did it rot like this? There is no soul left, which is weird."

Hearing Feilin's words, Lina suppressed her nausea and turned around, looked at him for a while and said, "My lord, can you open his abdominal cavity?"

After the abdominal cavity was cut open, everyone's face changed drastically: "Devil's knot? It's those bastards from Devil's Valley."

The emergence of Devil's Valley and Plague made the entire dungeon tense. All creatures were quarantined at home, and no one was allowed to leave their residences. Only undead creatures could move freely.

This is much more effective than ordinary human society in dealing with the plague. After all, undead creatures will not be infected with the plague and can maintain the operation of society.

Anger found that the temple was quiet, everyone was isolated at home, no believers came, and the temple of the undead returned to its former silence.

The Silver Skull was sweeping the ground as always, and the area of ​​the temple was cleaned by it, spotless.

The only thing that has changed is that since Ange condensed the heart of the soul, when the silver skull meets Ange, it will stop the work in hand, hold the broom and stand upright, bowing its head respectfully.

Ordinary skeletal zombies will run away when they encounter similar souls with stronger souls than themselves. Only those who have engraved the rules will have this behavior.

Ange tried to communicate with it, but could only get some simple responses, such as 'clean' and 'quiet'. According to common sense, the Silver Skull already possessed a certain amount of intelligence, and would not be unable to communicate, but that happened to be the case.

No one came, and Ange didn't care. He preferred this quiet situation. There have been some huge changes around the temple today, and Ange has planted dense luminous moss on them.

Originally, he wanted to plant it within the scope of the temple, but if he planted it, he would be swept away by the silver skull, and he couldn't keep it overnight.

Because of the good care and the proper environment, the luminous moss grew gratifyingly, growing more and more, and soon filled the space around the temple.

After the blockade, Ange had more time to take care of the luminous moss. Unfortunately, there was very little soil near the temple, and a few of them were just accumulations of floating dust. The ingredients were complex and had no nutrition, so they could not be planted at intervals like farmland.

But, whatever it is, luminous moss can be grown, and only the luminous moss can be grown. Anyway, the tauren family even eats moss, and luminous moss is also a kind of food.

Glowing moss does not require soil or sunlight, so Ange simply found stone slabs, erected them layer by layer, and planted them in the middle of the two layers.

There are few things in the dungeon, except that there are a lot of stone slabs, and some areas are still shale geological, and a neat stone slab can be formed with a light chisel.

Build a shelf with seven or eight layers, and plant luminous moss in the middle of each layer, they will glow by themselves, and they can grow without light, as long as they maintain a suitable humidity.

On these stone slabs, Ange planted the fattest, fastest growing and largest plants specially selected.

Breeding is the most basic skill in planting. If Ange doesn't even know this, it is impossible for Ange to plant a field for thousands of years, and the seeds will have degenerated long ago.

Just as Ang An was quietly planting moss, there was a rush of footsteps coming from afar. In front of him was a teenage boy holding a four or five-year-old girl in his arms. He was running barefoot and the soles of his feet were I don't know which sharp stone I stepped on, and blood was flowing.

But the boy didn't seem to feel the pain, so he ran towards the temple with all his strength. Behind him were four or five skeleton soldiers holding sharp weapons, trying to catch up with and cut down the boy at any time. The order they received was Kill creatures that run around.

Looking at the temple, the boy's eyes flashed with hope, and he murmured: "Save my sister, immortal god."

Following his words, a ray of soul flame that was at least ten times thicker than ordinary people was thrown towards the altar in the distance.

However, faith alone cannot transcend the limitations of matter. Just as they were about to rush into the scope of the temple, the skeleton soldiers caught up and slashed at the boy's back.

Ange was attracted by the thick soul flame, and seeing that the boy was about to be chopped up, he subconsciously called out: "Aw!"

He didn't know why he called '嗤', maybe it was the little zombies who yelled all day long that affected him, he just wanted to stop the skeleton soldiers from moving.

The sound was transmitted through the fluctuation of the soul, and the skeleton soldier who was about to be chopped down froze from the shock, and looked towards Ange in horror.

The roar of a king who condensed the heart of the soul and was about to transform into a golden skeleton was enough to scare these low-level skeletons to pieces.

A figure was not much slower than the sound, and rushed out screaming, knocking away the skeleton soldiers who were frozen in place, and fell heavily to the ground, falling to pieces.

Thank you Skull for wanting to build a foundation, book friend 20181024222918908 for the reward