Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Silver coins...can hit people?" Hearing what An Ge said, Negris was super surprised. Silver coins can also hit people? When will this kind-faced profiteer hit someone?

It is true that when he was besieged in Beifeng City, he threw a money bag at someone, but that was self-defense. What An Ge said now clearly meant that the silver coin "actively" hit someone, which is not of the same nature at all. .

A group of people rushed to the gate of Stromgarde, and they saw silver coins swinging their purses, chasing and beating more than a dozen bastard-looking guys. Dare to charge me management fees? Dare to charge me land occupation fees? You vampires, kill you!"

Negris looked confused: "What's the situation, you need to do it yourself with silver coins for such a small scene?"

These little bastards were beat up until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen and they knelt down to beg for mercy. Yin Coin came back and said angrily: "When I was young, I set up street stalls. What I hated the most was these guys. They bullied us small businessmen all day long. Just now we were distributing vegetable dumplings. , This kind of person dares to come out and say that I occupy land for operation, and they want to charge me management fees and land occupation fees, it makes me mad."

Negris and Duroken looked at the silver coins with great interest, and said, "It's rare that you, a profiteer, would lose your composure like this. It's just a few punks, why don't you just kill them?"

Those bastards kneeling on the ground turned pale with fright, what! ? It's just a protection fee, and you want to kill him? I thought that the silver coins were already fierce enough, but I didn't expect there to be more fierce.

Yin Coin scratched his head: "That's not necessary, it's just annoying. It's fine if I was bullied before, but today someone dares to charge me for these miscellaneous fees. I'm excited for a while."

A very arrogant voice sounded from the top of the city: "Isn't it normal to pay taxes according to the regulations, allocate land for management, and cooperate with management? Why can't you be charged today? What are you?"

Looking up, I saw a swordsman wearing knight armor on the wall of Stromgarde, looking down at Ange and his party.

Negris and the others looked at each other and didn't know how to answer for a moment. If they answered truthfully, people would think they were bluffing. Could it be that the goblin in front of him is the god of profiteers, and this little yellow dragon is the god of knowledge?

But if you don't answer truthfully, what kind of identity should you invent?

They were entangled in this kind of thing, but Ji Li didn't entangle with it. Now she knew that her backer was very strong, and she was very courageous. She pointed at the guy on the city wall and scolded: "What are you! Shouting No one taught you how to be polite, %\u0026 # *￥#@..."

At this moment, everyone felt that Ji Li was possessed by lightning.

The swordsman was taken aback by the scolding, but when he realized it, his face flushed with anger, he pointed at Ji Li and shouted, "Shoot them to death."

With an order, more than a dozen archers appeared on the city wall, raising their bows and arrows and aiming down at them.

Negris wants to laugh, bow and arrow? Want to hurt them?

Before Negris could react, Ange had already moved, and he bowed and let out a scream.

All the archers on the city wall screamed collectively, as if seeing something terrifying, they threw away the bows and arrows in their hands, covered their ears and ran away in a panic, like a swarm of exploding hornets, one was so panicked that he even jumped directly from the city wall. up and down.

Fear?

Negris couldn't help covering his face. He knew why Ange used the fear spell to pretend to be a necromancer, but this was too perverted. With a scream, the crowd feared more than a dozen targets. This was at least advanced magic.

A necromancer who can instantly cast high-level magic can count on both hands.

Naturally, what Ange released was not magic, but soul shock, which was produced by a powerful soul, and the effect was very similar to that of fear. It can only be said that Ange's advantage in pretending to be a necromancer is too great.

Under the 'fear', the archers couldn't release their arrows. Ange flicked his hands, and two wraith patrols screamed and rushed up along the city wall. Then Ange stretched out his hand and took out a death scythe out of thin air. jumped up.

The continuous wind supported his body, rolled him up the city wall, and hooked the sickle to the swordsman's neck.

Negris covered his face again: "You pretend to be a necromancer, so why did you get the death sickle out? Is this a mage or a skeleton?"

Others don't have as many thoughts as Negris, who would associate the 'live' Ange with skeletons, and only regard him as some kind of special weapon. These days, melee professions that worship undead creatures and use sickles and hammers are not few.

when! Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang! when! Amid a series of clashes, the swordsman's throat was cut off by the sickle.

If he knew his soul, he probably wouldn't dare to let someone shoot Ange again. This guy is very sensitive to other people's attacks.

The rest of the archers, who had recovered from their fear, didn't even dare to pick up their bows and arrows, and ran away screaming.

"Okay, is the city wall just occupied by us? Can we open or close the city gate?" Negris flapped his wings and flew up, looking at the empty city, and said a little unreal.

A puff of smoke rose from the city gate gate and turned into Duroken. He tapped the golden rod lightly, and the city gate slowly lowered and opened.

The victims inside the city swarmed out, and the victims outside the city also desperately tried to squeeze in, creating chaos.

Silver coins organized the people who cooperated with him just now, continued to maintain order, and used the vegetable dumplings in his hand to lure more people with combat effectiveness to join.

The group of people who originally maintained order were promoted on the spot, and let them manage the rest of the people, and a rough management system took shape.

This system has food, combat power, and organizational skills, and the chaotic Stromgarde has been calmed down like this.

It's unbelievable, after all, this is a big city with a population of tens of thousands, but it just happened.

It's not that no one wanted to do something, a group of outsiders somehow occupied the city, and the group of people who had been fighting to death in the city suddenly became unhappy.

But it is a pity that there is no one that Duroken needs to pay attention to. He killed people in three or two strokes, and he couldn't even reach Ange.

The next morning, all members of the Dulet family arrived.

The members of the Dulet family have now become faithful believers of Duroken. They used to think that the founder of their family was a powerful alchemist, but now they think that Duroken is a god—the god of alchemy.

Originally, it was only to replace the incomplete limbs and reach the level of self-care. It would be good if it did not affect the life, but under the strengthening of Duroken, their alchemy limbs became a powerful weapon.

Wright's alchemy arm can easily crush a gold bar, Rona's legs are like two spring swords, and the rest have different types of enhancements.

Relying on these alchemy limbs, they can easily defeat intermediate swordsmen, and even unexpectedly assassinate enemies stronger than them.

"If there was such a thing back then, the family would not have been destroyed, and we would not have run away like kobolds." Every time Wright maintains his alchemy arm, he can't help but mutter such words.

In fact, his arm does not need to be maintained. The movable structure inside is made of graphite lubricating coating, and the lubricating effect will not disappear even after the arm is used and scrapped.

Moreover, the outer shell is seamlessly joined, he can't touch the inside at all, he can only polish the surface with elk skin.

But this kind of maintenance habit was developed in the first half of his life. The previous alchemy prosthetics would rattle if they were not maintained for a few days.

So, bored, in order to rebuild the Dullet family, Wright began to adopt orphans with mutilated limbs, intending to train them to be Lord Duroken's loyal students.

But keep it in mind, the personnel are no longer limited to 'orphans', as long as they are physically disabled, no matter adults or children, they will be adopted back.

Duroken designed different prosthetic limbs according to the incomplete parts of each person, and then asked Letrona and others to refine them. After refining the finished works, Duroken would explain them to them, repairing the mistakes and omissions while explaining. Improve the work into a finished product.

Therefore, during this period of time, Wright, Lorna and the others have made rapid progress in alchemy. Because they specialize in the small category of prosthetic alchemy, the level of prosthetics they make is also getting higher and higher, and their power is also increasing.

Now, the party is called to Stromgarde.

Feiwo also dispatched some people with management experience to assist in the management.

On the second day, Ange still provided the food. Yesterday, the silver coins seized the grain depot and grabbed all the food.

However, the granary only has 15 days of food reserves, so we must save food in this situation, otherwise, after 15 days, everyone will still be hungry.

It would be much more convenient for Ang to provide the food. I haven't finished eating the bag of elf beans yesterday. Today I will continue to eat vegetable dumplings, but add flour and turn them into rapeseed pancakes.

"This amount is wrong. Didn't you say one meal per meal? A bag full of spirit beans is more than 30,000. Three meals a day should be enough for one day. Why can I still eat it for one day?" Negris asked puzzled.

Silver coins said: "Eat one meal a day and you won't die. If you eat too much, you will make trouble and make them hungry. First, they have no energy to make trouble. Second, they won't lose their motivation. If they want to eat enough, they will go to work." , I plan to hire people to dig life gems and build bridges tomorrow."

"...Why do I feel that you are not here for disaster relief, but to make a fortune, and you will hire people to dig gems and repair bridges after a few vegetable dumplings?" Negris was quite speechless.

If things go on like this, the disaster relief with silver coins will not lose money, but will make a lot of money. Whether it is digging gems or building bridges, it is a very dangerous job, and the salary must be much higher than ordinary jobs. Tuanzi can recruit enough people.

Silver coins helplessly spread their hands: "No way, there is no job here that can accommodate a large number of people. It is easy to cause trouble if they are idle, and I feel that it is a loss if I give too much money. We only wanted to come here to sell vegetables, but now we are not only selling vegetables. If you don’t go out, you’ve posted so many spirit beans, so you’re losing money.”

Complaining on the mouth, while everyone was queuing up to receive the rapeseed cake, Yin Coin also greeted loudly:

"Acquisition, acquisition, life gem, ten soul crystal, as many as you want!"

"Recruiting people, recruiting people to dig life gems, including food, and buying life gems and ten soul crystals one by one, as many as you want."

"Recruiting people, recruiting people to build roads and bridges, full food, twenty copper coins a day."

"Recruiting people, recruiting textile workers, priority is given to those who can raise silkworms, spin yarn and weave cloth. Food is provided, and the spun cloth is purchased at market price."

After the vegetable dumplings were divided, the silver coins were exchanged for ten life gems.

Ange threw all nine life gems into the flower pot, leaving only one of them in his hand.

There is flowing emerald green in the gemstone, and now I know that this emerald green belongs to some kind of power, but no matter how Ange looks at it, he can't touch it, as if only a small sapling can absorb it.

I took the flowerpot down and saw that the sapling had absorbed the emerald green in one gem, and the flower buds on the top of its head were a little bigger, but the sapling did not absorb the rest of the gems. rolled into the soil of the pot.

Ange tilted his head, are you full?

Probably, Ange felt the full vitality of the young sapling, as if the moment before the seed was about to reveal itself.

The small sapling is a unique life, and Ange does not have any planting experience that can be used on it, including the growth experience of the old tree of life, nor can it be used on the young sapling.

Because even the old tree can't figure out why the young sapling maintains the current state of 'sapling'. It has obviously grown a strong vitality, and it can be seen from its branches that it is already a huge tree of life. It is a tree, but its body remains in the form of a sapling, rooted in this small flowerpot.

The emerald green in this gem of life is the only thing that the sapling is interested in and can stimulate its growth, but no one knows what it will produce.

...

On the cliff next to Stromgarde, Silver Coin pointed to the terraced fields on the cliff and said: "My lord, all the farmland in Stromgarde is here. It used to be a mining area. After the mine was dug, the people here invited earth magicians, Summon mudstone giants from the bottom of the mountain, climb up abruptly, and cover this place into farmland."

An Ge nodded indifferently. He has grown rice without soil, not to mention this kind of terraced fields with soil, as long as there is a place for him to grow things.

I reached out and grabbed a handful of the soil, and found that the fertility of the soil had been lost. The soil here was spread on the rocks, a layer as thin as one meter. After the nutrients it carried were exhausted, it was useless.

Unlike the soil on the ground, the soil layer is thick. After the nutrients on the surface are exhausted, after a few years of fallow, the nutrients at the bottom will be precipitated under the soaking of rainwater and become fertile again.

This can't trouble Ange, bone meal, plant ash, farmyard manure, and phosphate rock nearby, mixed with a little bug ash, improved the fertility of the terraced fields.

After picking potatoes that are more suitable for the temperature and humidity here, Ange set his sights on the cemetery next to the terraced fields.

The biggest difference between this place and the main plane may be that there is a cemetery outside every city, and the number of graves in the cemetery may be more than the living people in the entire city.

For example, the cemetery outside Stromgarde has more than 100,000 graves, which is ten times the population of Stromgarde. Just one percent of the skeletons in it can maintain the order of Stromgarde.

However, since two months ago, there have been no skeleton zombies coming out of it, and Stromgarde has lost the power to maintain order. After two months of inertial operation, it can no longer continue.

I heard that such a situation has appeared in the whole world. No one knows what to do, but everyone knows that the collapse of the old order will inevitably bring about destruction and death.

There was a sound of hoofbeats, and at the end of the mountain road, five knights riding immortal horses galloped towards this side quickly.

The leading knight shouted anxiously: "Hurry up, hurry up, no one can be seen on the mountain road, something must have happened to Stromgarde, fortunately we got the scepter of undead, which can summon the undead creatures in the cemetery, as long as there are no dead people in the castle , everything can be salvaged."

Five knights galloped quickly to the front of the cemetery, got off their horses and broke into the gate of the cemetery. The leading knight took out a skull scepter and held it up high: "Arise, immortal soul, obey my command, from the sleeping Kingdom, wake up!"

The skull of the scepter had blue flames rising from its eye sockets.

Ange's location is not far from the entrance of the cemetery, but he is on the terraced fields, separated by two or three steps, the power of the scepter actually affects him, a weak force spreads to him, as if trying to suppress him Get down on your knees.

Ange felt baffled, and with a slight struggle, the weak force was immediately dissipated by him.

The skull scepter in the hand of the head knight, the flames in the eye sockets collapsed with a 'squeak'... collapsed...

Several knights froze for a moment, and the leading knight reached out and patted the scepter, wondering, "Why did it go out? Is there wind?"

He lifted it up again, and shouted: "Arise, immortal soul, heed my command, from the kingdom of sleep, wake up!"

The cemetery was quiet, and the flame in the skull didn't ignite again. The knight in charge murmured, "We seem to have received a bad one, and it went out immediately. What should we do?"

"Can... can I return it?"