Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Taxes are collected, why are you collecting protection fees? You really can't speak." Brass Dragon said angrily.

Lisa refused to accept and retorted: "Tax collection is to invest in infrastructure construction, people's livelihood, security, and job creation. If they don't do this, it's just protection money. Are you familiar with it or am I familiar with it?"

Negris suddenly remembered the identity of Lisa's former saintess, and she was more qualified to judge than himself, so he had to change his words: "Okay, okay, protection fee, why do they charge us for protection fee."

Lisa glanced at it proudly: "It's not just us, they haven't taken any nearby ones, but we have a big presence, and they just send more people."

"How many people are there?" Soon Negris saw it by himself, with a total of fifty riders, swaggeringly blocking the main road leading to the pier from Beauty God City.

"Just so few people to collect protection money?" Negris was surprised.

Safia, who happened to rush over, answered: "It's not bad. When they came to the oasis, they only sent 20 riders, and they were yelled back by Lady Niairi."

"They still charge your oasis tax?" Negris was surprised.

Safia shook her head: "It was confiscated in the end. Firstly, the distance was too far away. Secondly, they didn't want to have a conflict with Lady Neaili, so they let it go. Beauty God City is different. Although it is also far away, you can take a boat Going down the water is much faster.”

Negris scratched his head: "I'm not afraid of this. What I'm most worried about is that they will cut off the river. In this way, the business of Meishen City must be ruined. Have you asked about silver coins? He has experience in this area. What does he have? proposal?"

The base of the Silver Knights is not very far from the river, and a random team can block the river, which is tantamount to directly cutting off the source of tourists for Beauty God City.

"President Silver Coin means to draw the enemy into the circle of interests, form a community of interests, and let them help us promote and solicit customers. You can try to sell a part of the interests and let them become our agents. After all, the connections of the Silver Knights are relatively small. We are much wider than simply paying taxes," Lisa said.

"Hey, that's a good idea. Using the contacts of the Silver Knights to expand our customer flow is much better than simply collecting and paying taxes. It's a win-win situation. That's it. Let's call them over. Uh, what is that guy doing?" Before finishing speaking, Negris suddenly asked in surprise.

I saw a knight of the Silver Knights. I don't know if he was bored waiting or what happened. He suddenly ran out of the team and stepped on the paddy field. , was stepped into the mud by the big hoof of the horse, splashing a wave of muddy water.

The knight laughed loudly, and controlled the horse to jump forward again, shouting loudly: "Look at my horse skills!"

The horse jumped up and stepped down for the second time, a beam of light shone on the knight, and in a flash, half of the knight on the horse disappeared. The horse only felt a light on its back, turned its head in doubt, and found that the owner only had a pair of feet left.

Boom boom, boom boom, the familiar cry of the Purple Skeleton Titans came from the side: "Don't snatch it, leave one for me, the third one from the left is mine."

"One, two, four, five, seven, how can there be three?"

"One and two is followed by three, can you count?"

Ange was carrying a scythe, the little zombie charged forward, and the little angel flapped its wings, leading a group of titans towards the silver knights.

"Ah..." Negris sighed: "Okay, there's no need to choose, let's destroy the enemy." After finishing speaking, Pi stared at him, his teeth cracked, and he roared like a young dragon, and rushed up together with his little paws dancing.

First, he was startled by the flash of the holy light, and then by the Titans. Before the knights could react, they were overwhelmed.

It wasn't until a week later that Trick, the knight of the gods of the Silver Knights, learned of the disappearance of the team.

In recent months, Trick has had a hard time. The only goblin airship defected, and before leaving, he threw the magic crystal bomb at the camp. Fortunately, he was not at the headquarters at that time, and only a few guards died.

However, he also took the opportunity to ask for a lot of things and funds from the Holy See, which was not a big loss, but the worst thing was that the fallen angels had come to the city of the dark side.

This is a huge trouble. The Silver Light Knights were established to deal with the Darkside City. They have no ability to deal with enemies like fallen angels. Everyone is even afraid of facing fallen angels because they will be polluted.

It is true that now, in order to appease those who are polluted, the Holy See has set up an organization like the Fallen Knights, and it is estimated that they are also studying ways to eliminate the power of corruption, but the problem is that this will break up the organizational structure of the Silver Knights and become a corrupted organization. After the Cavaliers, they may not come back.

The Silver Knights has now become a large interest group. Although it has no credit, the Holy See has to spend money to support it. Otherwise, those undead creatures in the dark side city are likely to come out to make trouble and slaughter one or two villages. Category.

Rogge said swearingly that after they came to Darkside City, they never sent out to massacre humans on a large scale. Unfortunately, he couldn't confront the Silver Knights.

In order not to be targeted by Shamara, the Silver Knights took the initiative to retreat, away from the Darkside City, and ran to the south of the East River. Several times the Holy Court issued orders for them to encircle Shamara, but they were all injured by officers from Trick. For serious reasons, it has been delayed again and again.

If Shamara will take root in Darkside City in the future, where should their Silver Knights go? Desperately kill Shamara?

The church will say: You can destroy the fallen angels, but what are the undead creatures in the dark side city? Continue to suppress, no excuses are allowed.

If you don't suppress it and hide from a distance, the Holy See will also say: What's the use of you, and there will be no funding in the future.

Moreover, Trick has already felt that with the independence of Anthony's Eastern Diocese, the atmosphere of the entire Illuminati Church has changed, and the previous method of fishing is becoming more and more difficult to use. Could it be that the two-hundred-year-old church The Silver Knights are about to fall apart?

However, this worry was eased after hearing about the situation in Beauty God City.

"You mean, the cost of one treatment in this city of beauty may be as high as tens of thousands of magic crystals? One time?" Triker asked in an unbelievable tone.

The adjutant who returned was equally unbelievable. He kept nodding and said: "More than that, if you choose a lot of items, the cost will be doubled. For example, a 70-year-old woman wants to be ten, twenty, or thirty years younger. , the price is different. If it is a fifty-year-old woman, the price is also different."

"And it's just about wrinkle removal. In addition, there are whitening, skin rejuvenation, disability treatment, bone reduction, heightening, enlargement, liposuction... Each item has a different price. I heard that Duke Wright My mother spent a full 600,000 magic crystals, and she became thirty years younger."

Trick's legs softened when he heard it: "600,000 magic crystals?" Don't think that Ange earns tens of millions of magic crystals at every turn, thinking that magic crystals are worthless, and 600,000 magic crystals are already a year's worth of the general principality. tax.

"If we collect 60% of the tax, wouldn't that be 360,000 magic crystals? It's worth the Holy See's appropriation for three years, and this is just a bill?" Trik murmured and calculated.

Don't think that 60% of the tax is outrageous. These days, which commoner pays less than this percentage of tax? Territories that charge 50% of the tax are already very rare, and places that charge 40% of the tax will be isolated and blocked by all the lords, and they will not take you to play, destroying the market price.

The tax rate must be unified across the board, otherwise people will lose to low-tax areas.

Conscientious lords, just collect the tax and forget it. Some unscrupulous lords will also have apportionment, labor, or split the tax into various names. The general public has no professional knowledge and cannot calculate how much tax they have paid. If you know clearly, you will find that taxes and fees are as high as seventy to eighty percent.

This caused many farmers to go bankrupt and become slaves. The lords and nobles would buy their land at a low price, and then hire these bankrupt farmers to farm. Although they lost their freedom, their children lost their rights of first night, personal rights, etc., but at least they could eat and wear. warm.

This has also led to a situation where people are not as good as slaves in many places. The situation in the western parish is far more serious than in Anthony's eastern parish.

Although Anthony was unable to stop the land annexation, he had established a law many years ago. If the number of believers in the diocese continued to decrease, the tithe tax in this territory would be increased to a five-one tax or even a two-one tax.

This kind of tax is aimed at the lords, which has led to the lords of the Eastern Diocese leaving more room for exploitation and oppression, so as not to drive the people to death. When encountering natural disasters, the enthusiasm for disaster relief is also very high, otherwise If too many people starve to death, Anthony will find ways to rectify them under the pretext that the number of believers is decreasing.

Now there is no lord in Meishen City, and he represents the Holy See, so he collects 60% of the tax a lot?

Of course, Trick just thought about it. He still doesn't know the details of Beauty God City. What if there is a violent tax resistance? But 60% cannot be collected, and the May 1st or 11th tax is also acceptable.

One-fifth of the 600,000 is 120,000, which is enough to meet the Holy See's one-year allocation, enough to feed their thousands of people. In this way, even if they lose the support of the Holy See, they can still survive .

Immersed in beautiful imagination, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the tent: "Who is it!"

Soon, the alarm sounded and went away quickly.

Trick raised his vigilance, and not long after, the guard came back to report: "The search for the holy light found a black warrior lurking outside the camp, and we chased it out with the Holy Spirit."

"Dark Warrior? Is it Rogge from Darkside City?" Trick was surprised. The Black Warrior is a man-made undead creature. Not everyone can create it. The only Black Warrior he knows is Rogge.

"Seems to be."

"Assassinate me?" Trick was surprised. If Rogge could assassinate him, he would have died tens of thousands of times. In order to prevent assassinations, whether traveling or camping, all kinds of testing equipment are sufficient.

The guards around him had also received extensive anti-submarine training, and he himself was a knight of the gods, and his strength was not comparable to that of Leonard's little boy.

Knowing that it was impossible to assassinate himself, why did Rogge lurk outside the camp?

Trick immediately said: "Release the flying unit and scout the situation around the camp."

As soon as Trick's order was issued, the adjutant returned in embarrassment: "My lord, you forgot that our last goblin airship has defected, and the dragon knight has been harassed by a unicorn recently, and has scolded it for a long time. It's been a week, and Yalong is a little annoyed by being scolded."

"Curse? What are you scolding?" Trick asked in astonishment. If he was attacked by a unicorn, stabbed by a horn, or kicked by a hoof, he could understand it, and was scolded?

"Yes, the scolding is terrible, what kind of dragon descendants are ridden by people, thousands of people ride, shameless, shameless, shameless, there are dragons but no dragon religion, it is better to drain the blood and turn it into urine, it is better to be a urine descendant... .”

"Okay, okay, you don't need to repeat it in such detail. What about Yaron? How did Yaron react?" Triker's head was buzzing, these words were so vicious, he could imagine Yaron's mood when he was scolded .

Although the sub-dragon is a sub-dragon, it also has the arrogance and self-esteem of the dragon clan. The biggest responsibility of the sub-dragon knight is not to fight, but to serve the sub-dragon well and make him feel happy to do things. If he is scolded, he will definitely not be happy.

"Yarong scolded it: You are the one to be ridden. Then the unicorn replied: I am willing, are you willing? You are ridden to embarrass the dragon, is the dragon happy? There are a lot of things behind, so I won’t repeat it. Anyway, Yalong doesn't like to eat very much recently, and he is not very willing to let the knight ride it."

Trick was dumbfounded for a while, before muttering: "Is this still a unicorn? A noble unicorn? Such a poisonous mouth?"

Suddenly, a loud dragon chant flashed across the sky, and Trick rushed out of the tent, only to see a silver shadow flashing past the camp at high speed, leaving behind a dragon chant.

In the camp, a frantic roar sounded: "Damn silver dragon, don't just think you are a superior dragon and you can scold me, I will bite you to death!"

A huge warehouse was smashed to pieces. A strange creature with a body length of 20 meters but a wingspan of 40 meters, a short and stubby neck, and almost no tail crashed into the roof of the warehouse and flew into the air.

Because of its short neck and no tail, this creature is much stronger than ordinary giant dragons. It is only 20 meters long, but its thickness is comparable to that of an adult ancient dragon. Looking at its thick front paws, it looks more like a giant bat. Not like a dragon.

Fluttering up, it clumsily chased after the silver shadow in the distance.

Trick couldn't help but scolded: "Idiot, you want to catch up with the silver dragon even if you are as fat as a pig? They deliberately led you away, idiot! Why are there silver dragons? When did we offend the dragon clan?"

Trick never thought about it, what if Yaron is not stupid? What if Yaron chased after him on purpose?

The fat Yalong flew away from the camp, and began to ask the silver dragon ahead in dragon language: "What do you mean by telling me to leave the camp quickly?"

"Aww!" Yinlong yelled.

"What do you mean? Speak dragon language." Fat Yalong said.

"\u0026￥ # , @#￥ # %, *\u0026%￥ # (%...\u0026￥￥ # ...\u0026" Yinlong said a long list.

The fat dragon stopped and said, "Okay, I see." At this moment, it was twisting its short and fat neck to look back at the camp, and a flash of light exploded from the camp, like a holy light in the dark night.

...

A few minutes ago, a goblin airship floated unsteadily above the camp of the Silver Knights, adjusting its position.

"A little left, a little forward, a little further forward." Negris controlled the goblin with his voice and adjusted his position according to Ange's prompt. There was a black warrior lurking there on the ground. Ange could use the connection with his soul, Determine the exact location.

"Okay, hover, the wind speed is three degrees east, and the devil's egg." Negris shouted loudly.

Gear Award master Waguri reluctantly pushed a giant magic bullet to the side, muttering:

"The magic egg is not used in this way. The magic egg should be shot out with a double-track cannon and hit the target with a beautiful parabola. This is in line with the aesthetics of the machine, instead of being thrown from the sky like this."

"What are you muttering about? Throw it quickly. If you don't throw it, I'll throw your world branch down to see if it can kill people." Negris scolded.

When Waguri heard it, his buttocks were burned instantly, and he pushed the magic egg out with all his strength, and fell freely to the ground.

After pushing the magic egg, he didn't even look at the result. He ran back into the cabin, rushed to the corner and lifted the cover, and he was relieved to see the bundle of branches lying there intact.

The light and shock waves released by the magic egg overturned the entire camp.

The man fell on his back, and before he had time to count the losses, there was the sound of rumbling horseshoes outside the camp. Several thousand Sandman cavalry, three thousand undead creatures and chariots, led by dozens of Titans, rushed into the camp.

The Silver Knights released the angels of the holy spirit in a panic, but as soon as these angels appeared, they were thrown to the ground by a black shadow, and the holy light on their bodies was robbed.

"Fallen Angel Shamara! Shamara!" panicked shouts rang out from the camp.

That night, under the leadership of Shamara and the Purple Skeleton Titan, thousands of sand cavalry, three thousand undead creatures and chariots wiped out thousands of silver knights and apprentice knights.

Originally, in this kind of battle, if you kill a thousand enemies, you will probably lose five or six hundred to yourself, but unfortunately, Ange has too many ways to save people. For ordinary injuries, use the cleansing technique, and for those with broken arms and legs, use the holy essence. Even the dead ones were brought back to life under the worm ash liquid.

Unless it is particularly unlucky and the whole head is smashed, then even the soul will be gone, and there is no way to save it.

After cleaning the battlefield, two days later, Anthony called: "Master God of Knowledge, didn't you agree not to kill people? Why did you suddenly kill the Silver Knights? What should we do now? The Diocese of the Sinking Land Dyson has launched a motion to eliminate you all, and it will be voted on at the security meeting."

Negris sneered: "Hehe, hehe, there is no way, these knights have something wrong, they trampled two rice plants in front of Ange."

"Break two rice plants? That won't kill all the people, right? Let them pay for it?"

"Oh, there are more than two. These people have something wrong with them. They stepped on many paddy fields and cut down many jujube trees along the way. They knocked down some green dates before they were ripe. They fell to the ground and rotted. The grass blankets planted on both sides of the river bank have been trampled a lot, and it is said that running on the grass will not hurt the hooves of the horses. Ange is so angry that I dare not persuade him."

Anthony was stunned for a long time before he asked in surprise, "Are you owed so much?"

"Yeah, Ange wouldn't care if they just plucked them to eat for themselves. The jujube trees on the road were planted for everyone to eat, but these guys didn't like it. They ate the ripe ones and knocked out the unripe ones, leaving them in the rice fields. It is said that he is practicing horse skills, alas, courting death." Negris sighed helplessly.

"Then what should we do now?" Anthony was also speechless.

"I don't know what to do. At worst, go back to the Abyss of Rest. It's mainly to see what you do. I'll pass on something to you, and you decide what to do. The Silver Knights have taken refuge in Dyson, do you know?" While talking , while beckoning people to bring things over.

A stripped corpse belonged to Trick, but as the knight of God, he had some weird tattoos on his back, tattoos that were not too bright no matter what.

Then there is a half-human sculpture, and then a phalanx. There is nothing unusual about a phalanx, but it is a purple gold finger bone. The question is, who owns this phalanx?

While activating the reception of the teleportation array, Anthony responded: "Of course I know, otherwise how did those skeletons with the undead germs come here? Didn't they come from the land of sinking."

A strong light flashed, and things passed by. Anthony looked at those things and remained silent for a long time. After a long time, he said: "I said that someone has taken refuge in the evil god. I dare say that someone has taken refuge in the evil god. This is easy to deal with. , I established the holy church on my own to cleanse the church polluted by evil gods, you accepted my secret reward and discovered that the Silver Knights were colluding with evil gods, so that I can speak legitimately."

A few days later, the second motion initiated because of the abyss vagrants achieved weird voting results at the Plane Security Conference, with two votes in favor and five votes against, exactly the same as the previous one.

The initiator of the motion, Dyson, undoubtedly voted for it. The Dwarf God of War expressed his intention to vote for it before the vote. If so, what did the pope vote for?

...

After the things were handed over, Negris was very relieved. That guy Anthony was much more treacherous than him, and he would definitely find the best way to deal with it.

Looking back, Ange, the little angel, and the little zombie are surrounding a sculpture. The style of the sculpture is the same as the one sent to Anthony, but now, the mouth of the sculpture is cracked.

It was a gap in space, and a small furry paw stretched out, spread out anxiously.

Ange took out a bean and put it in its palm. The little paw retracted immediately, and the space gap disappeared. Not long after, the space gap opened again, and the little paw stretched out again.

Negris saw his head buzzing, the claw that pierced through the gap in space, what kind of claw is this?

Ange's hand piercing through the space almost exhausted him. He slept for several months before recovering. Now this little paw easily penetrates the space. Although I don't know what technique it used, it is definitely not difficult. Low.

Looking at it protruding from the sculpture of the evil god, could it be the real god of the evil god?

Ang was feeding the little beans one by one. Others turned to the evil god. Could it be that he was feeding the evil god?

No, if it's an evil god, it's just a bean, so what's the rush.

Negris took a closer look at the beans, was startled, flew over, and snatched the beans from Ang's hand in advance.

The little paw couldn't get the beans, so it stretched forward so anxiously that it almost stuffed its arms. The little paw hooked desperately, like a cat's paw stuffed into the crack of the bed.

Negris could no longer care about the evil god, and looked at the beans in shock: "Spirit beans? You planted them? Grafted them?"

PS: It's too late, hold back one more chapter, three in one.

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