Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Ange hugged Faith Yuanli into his arms: "Mine."

"Yes, yes, it's yours. Why are you like a little angel? Although it's yours, they don't know who you are, so the dedication is wrong. These powers slipped away through the power network of the gods of light, If you intercept it now, it is essentially robbing the belief of the Gods of Light, understand?" Negris said helplessly.

This is a very serious matter. The foundation of a god is the power of belief. Stealing the power of faith from other gods is tantamount to poaching someone's corner, and it will be a battle of gods that will never die.

An Ge tilted his head, and suddenly let out an 'ow' in the distance. After a while, the little angel ran over with his hands raised and his big wings spread.

Angels, are you still saying that they are not the apostles of light? The believers around were having more fun, and a steady stream of faith energy was gathered, which was very busy for Ange. He scratched here and there, so that not a single drop was leaked.

When the little angel ran up to him, Ange stuffed a large group of Faith Yuan into its hands.

The little angel blinked, grabbed the Faith Yuanli in his hand, and looked at An Ge puzzled.

"Aw!" Ange made a biting gesture.

Suddenly, the little angel bit the Faith Yuanli.

The little angel in the past was just a skeleton covered in flesh and blood, but that night, after it received a flash of holy light from the enemy Holy Spirit Angel, the power of the holy light applied to the holy skeleton, vaporizing its flesh and blood. , reshaped, and restored to the true angel of the Holy Spirit.

Recently, the little zombie doesn't like to play with it anymore, as soon as it touches it, its skin will sizzle.

The real Holy Spirit will naturally not be harmed by the power of light faith. The little angel bit into it with one bite, slipped out and sucked it in, and after gnawing on it, he pounced on it to snatch the belief power.

A holy spirit angel bouncing around in front of everyone, isn't this more intuitive and vivid than those ethereal gods of light? For a moment, the object of everyone's prayers was immediately changed to the little angel, and now there was no need for it to catch it. Faith Yuanli floated directly in front of the little angel, and it could be caught with a single touch.

Negris sighed, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness: "Thanks to the disappearance of the gods of light, otherwise we would have to face the battle of gods now, dare to steal their belief power? But to be honest, what do you do?" Arrived? Can I intercept it if I want to?”

It is not easy to plunder the belief power of other gods. Even if the Master of Truth comes, it is impossible to do it. Magic and divine art are not a system.

An Ge tilted his head, not knowing how to answer, and he didn't know how he did it. He just thought it was okay, and then he went to catch it, and he caught it.

Seeing him like this, Negris knew that there was nothing to ask, and flew away in a flutter.

Ange continued to treat, he was treating here, and the little angel was busy fighting for faith. As long as you believe in Yuanli and don't float away, Ange doesn't mind being taken by the little angel. Anyway, if the little angel takes it, it means he takes it.

Healing is a kind of miracle, and "non-stop healing" is also a kind of miracle. Even in the allusions of the church, there are very few beings who can heal thousands of people without stopping. He vomited blood with all his heart and created miracles before he died.

As more and more people were treated, the beliefs of those who lined up behind became more and more firm.

A thin, handsome man in the team was also wearing a coat on a hot day. He looked at Ange from a distance, with a hesitant and volatile expression, as if he was making some difficult decision in his heart.

As the flow of people went on, it was soon the thin man's turn. Ange was distracted, and a cleansing technique fell on him.

Feeling the comfort spreading all over his body, the thin man gritted his teeth, showing an expression of resignation to death, closed his eyes abruptly, and lifted his coat.

There was nothing in the coat, and some old wounds were exposed, most of which were signs of whipping, and one thing that a man should have was missing.

"Eunuch?! It's an eunuch, so it's like this in eunuch's place?"

Whispering voices came from all around, making the eunuch feel ashamed and angry, but for that glimmer of hope, he risked it all.

Ange didn't feel anything, he threw a cleansing technique on the opponent, the old wound healed quickly, the eggplant fell off, revealing the fresh tender skin, only the missing thing never grew back .

This can't trouble Ange, he flipped his palm over, took out a bottle of holy essence, took out a few drops and flicked it on it, and dropped three or four facial cleansing techniques in one breath...

After repeating it several times, the missing things will grow back. Ange shifted his gaze to the next person, leaving the eunuch with his eyes closed to stand still and make a shape.

"Walk, walk, things grow, don't hurry up, don't get in the way." Until the people behind pushed him impatiently.

grown out? The former eunuch suddenly opened his eyes, looked down, and saw that the thing that haunted him was hanging and dangling at the moment.

Strong emotions rushed straight into his brain, leaving his mind blank. He was eunuched when he was very young, and he has never seen his own things. The imagination that has been imagined thousands of times in his dreams is far less than the reality that is within reach at this moment.

He knew he should laugh, but when he grinned, tears welled up in his eyes.

The person who pushed him from behind glanced at him, and said jealously: "I'm not young, I knew I would have cut it too, and let the adults help me make it bigger." After speaking, he squeezed hard, and the man who was crying silently was pushed off the road. beside.

The man didn't care either, he knelt down and passed by, crying, laughing, hehehe, wandering in the sky for a while, finally calmed down, he kowtowed to Ange slowly, and said word by word To: "The castrati, Sanled, thank the Lord, for granting, rebirth."

Ange raised his head as if sensing something, only to see a thick soul flame throwing towards him from Sanglid, and formed a symbol in his soul.

This soul flame did not float towards the little angel like others, but directly towards Ange. Obviously, what Sanglid believed in was not the light, but the Ange in front of him.

Another signed believer? It's been a long time since there were no believers who could form symbols, so much so that An Ge even forgot how many believers he had, five or six?

But the knot symbol is not special, the special is....

Ange holds a holy light in his hand. Compared with the light of the cleansing technique, this holy light has some different changes. This Sanglid, like Lisa, defines the holy light by himself. This holy light It's called - rebirth.

An Ge tilted his head, turned his head and shouted into the distance: "Oh!"

For a long time no one came.

Only then did Ange come to his senses, and shouted again: "Lightning!"

Lightning rushed out with hair and temples scattered, and said impatiently: "Here, here, what did you call me?!" A gesture of escaping from the clutches of the devil.

Ange wiped his new 'light' on the broken horn of the lightning.

Lightning's broken horn has grown more than half, leaving only a small tip at the top. This small part is the most difficult. Neither the holy essence nor the cleansing technique has any effect. World Tree's The young shoots also ate a lot, but they still couldn't grow.

Lightning wanted to give up, anyway, cutting off the angle in half didn't affect it's power of thunder, and it could even learn to walk in the air.

However, at this moment, under the illumination of the light, the sharp corner that was missing a small portion slowly grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wow! My lord, has your face cleansing technique advanced yet?" Lightning thought it was Ange's cleansing face technique.

Tens of seconds later, the broken horn of the lightning grew abruptly in the light.

"Hahaha, I, Son of Thunder, Master Lightning is back!" Lightning raised his sharp horns, raised his front hooves, and stood up with his whole body, laughing wildly.

The voice spread far away, and Ziku's voice immediately sounded from afar: "Lightning, come back!"

"Oh." Lightning trotted obediently, and went back, so what if the horns grew back, the Son of Thunder still couldn't beat the Lord of Thunder after all.

With Sanglide’s lessons learned, those eunuchs standing in the middle of the male and female stations followed suit, opening their coats or taking off their clothes in advance, because they were prepared. Bobo onlookers.

Amidst bursts of uproar, great waves of belief power rushed to the little angel. For most people, this kind of miracle definitely shocked everyone's hearts more than ordinary miracles.

Surprised by the movement here, Negris flew over to take a look, and couldn't help but said: "Isn't this method too efficient? Next time there is a lack of soul flames, I will call everyone together, grab one and cut it off again." Long, if you cut it off and grow it, you will definitely be able to search for a large number of soul flames."

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"Come on, come on, I'll teach you how to dig a shack." Orem, who had issued the land certificate for Ange at the beginning, held up a leather horn and said loudly: "First, tie these reeds into bundles and spread them on the ground. , Press the edge with sand, see? Compact."

"Very good, now we dig from the direction of the lake to the opposite side, and dig a hole. The direction must be facing the lake. Do you know why? The wind blows like this. After you dig along the wind, the wind blows You can pass through the tunnel and take away the heat, otherwise you will be overheated in the shack, understand?" Orem shouted dryly.

To resettle more than 15,000 people, Ange and his party and the three to five hundred people in the nearby villages are definitely not enough, so Lisa mobilized the staff immediately, and transferred a group of people with administrative experience from the oasis. people come to help.

The resettlement work is complex, and just digging a shack requires hands-on teaching, and it must be fast, otherwise these people will not be able to carry it for a few days, and they will have to die in the desert.

As for building houses, hehe, unless there are dozens of magicians like Ange, it will be too difficult to build houses in the desert enough for tens of thousands of people.

Not only the house, but even eating is a big trouble.

"Mirror, mirror, anyone who has a mirror, hand them all over." Dragon Whisperer Shafia yelled loudly with a loudspeaker in her left hand and a big brick in her right.

She has a tender face, fearing that she won't be able to shock people, she deliberately pulled Nai Aili on, but the problem is that Nai Aili is only half a meter long with her head and tail removed, so what deterrent effect can she have? The deliberately stiff face only saw Moe.

When some little kids saw it, they screamed and rushed to ride the dragon, so angry that Nieri wanted to breathe fire.

A group of women inadvertently pressed the hem of their clothes, pretending to be nonchalant and asked: "What do you need a mirror for? Mirrors are so expensive, where do we have them?"

Safia is not stupid, how could she be fooled by such nonsense: "Cooking and cooking, you need a mirror to cook. This is a desert, and there is nothing to cook. If you don't want to eat rice raw, hand over the mirror and tell you, There will be ghosts patrolling every night, hand over the mirror now, everyone will have food, and keep the mirror privately, if caught by the ghosts, you and your family will be driven away, and then you will die in the desert.”

Everyone was frightened and reluctantly handed over the mirrors, but even so, not many were collected, far from enough to solve the problem of cooking for more than 10,000 people.

There is a lack of fuel such as trees in the desert. Cooking is a big problem, but the sun is strong and strong. As long as there are enough mirrors, stick it in a semicircle to face the sun, and gather the sun to cook water and cook.

It is hoped that the staple food of Oasis is green dates, so the demand for mirrors is not high. Now that the staple food of Zhuilong Lake is rice, mirrors have become just needed.

"There is no mirror, what should I do?" Lisa found Ange and Negris in distress, and said with a sad face: "Just let everyone eat raw rice."

Negris was somewhat disapproving: "No mirror? Just burn a little. I remember that there are quartz mines in Darkside City, and there are associated quartz in the magic crystal mine in the oasis. Take some."

"Huh? Burn?"

A batch of quartz was transmitted through the teleportation array, and a sandstone cellar was 'grown' by Anger under the guidance of Negris.

Throw in the quartz, ignite the fire, and then Ange injects the fire element with all his strength.

"Your magic level is too low. If you change to a great magician, you can melt glass with your bare hands. Now you can only borrow a cellar to help you. You can't make a mirror. There is no reflective material. Just make a convex lens, and it can still focus light. "Negris babbled, directing Anger around.

"Put the fine sand on it, turn it, coarsely grind it, then use elk skin, powder paste, and fine grind it. Hehe, Ange, it's too wasteful to use your control power to do these things."

Not long after, dozens of lenses the size of washbasins were ground out. They were erected one by one, adjusted their orientation, and gathered sunlight. After a while, the pot at the focal point boiled.

Lisa and the others were stunned by the series of tricks. It wasn't until the lens formed that Lisa said in shock: "I finally know why you are called the God of Common Sense, my lord."

Negris fell to the ground and roared: "What is the god of common sense, knowledge knowledge, the god of knowledge!!!"

Just as everyone was making noise, Anthony's anxious voice suddenly reached Ange's soul:

"My lord, may I ask, do you have any food? Can you sell me some, a pest plague broke out in the Principality of Montenegro, and the refugees have no food and clothing. It is too late for me to transport food. My lord, please sell me a batch of food and send Is it okay to go to the Principality of Montenegro? I would like to offer a Hammer of the Earth as a reward."

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