Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The House of the Dead is an inestimable platform for Silver Coin and Anthony, but it is nothing to Ange, and they cannot grow anything on it.

The authorized Anthony and the silver coins went back to arrange, and before leaving, he gave Ang a document: "The Council of the Undead and the Warlock Alliance have issued a development order. As long as the wasteland that is reclaimed and produces crops, it will automatically belong to the pioneers. .”

"Development order? Good guy, Beifeng City has been built for so long, and this kind of thing is issued. It seems that the situation is really not very good." Negris said.

The Reclamation Order is a kind of decree that encourages the people under the rule to open up new territories. It is also called the Reclamation Order. The risk of opening up is very high, so the benefits will be great. Fixing the benefits in the form of decrees can increase the confidence of the people.

In history, there have been cases of newly opened land not paying grain for three to five years, and the Westward Movement. In some places with vast land and sparsely populated areas, the land that has been developed and produced can belong to the pioneers forever.

This has attracted countless people to open up their own territory, which is accompanied by titles, fiefdoms, etc. When the opened up territory is large enough, they can obtain noble status and fiefdoms.

This is generally where the regime has just entered the unowned place, and it needs to quickly turn it from a resource into an asset in order to sell such a large benefit.

Now that Beifeng City has been established for so long, theoretically, the Beifeng Desert is owned by the owner. It is conceivable that both sides are a little anxious to issue such a decree.

Duroken asked puzzledly: "How can we be sure that this wasteland was developed by us? Will they send someone down to monitor it?"

Anthony shook his head: "No, they only determine according to the output. They set the grain output of the desert at 20 catties. As much grain as they take out, they can occupy as much unowned wasteland. Now there are almost 100 catties in the North Wind Desert. With an area of ​​10,000 square kilometers, the only places where there are owners are the vicinity of Beifeng City and the dam irrigation area."

Negris counted with his fingers: "There can be at most 1.5 billion mu in a million square kilometers. That is to say, as long as we provide 30 billion catties of grain, the entire North Wind Desert belongs to us? They still want Give me money? Ten magic crystals and one ton."

"No, no, no, if we can get 30 billion catties of food, the Warlock Alliance and the Empire will rob us together. They can't afford so much money." Anthony said.

Anyway, the current situation is that both the Undead Empire and the Warlock Alliance are encouraging production and have given corresponding support policies. As long as they are willing to cultivate land and open up wasteland, they welcome them and provide a very good price. They are also willing to underwrite and exempt The worries of the landlords and nobles.

Such conditions are not only for Beifeng City, but also for the entire plane. Because of the geographical environment and climate, Beifeng City is not the focus of both parties' attention. If it is not because of the dam irrigation area that is deserted, the Undead Empire will not even send people here. They are understaffed.

The Home of the Dead, the Guild of the Dead, the Cemetery Maintenance and Management Office, the Guild of the Mourners, the Spirit Dragon Knights, the Undead Cavalry... Organizations that can almost be named are all sent out, and every city and town, one by one Cities and towns competed with the Warlock Alliance, just to win over the local landlords and nobles.

When both parties were busy, a large number of sale announcements appeared in the Guild of the Dead. Although it was a sale announcement, the price set was extremely exaggerated, and it was hundreds of millions of magic crystals at every turn. The terrifying price blinded everyone's eyes. People can't help but want to click to watch.

However, the content of the announcement has nothing to do with the sale. The titles are basically "Beware of the financial risks caused by the collection of deposits for reproduction", "The serious consequences that may arise after the struggle between the two regimes extends to the real economy", "Let competitors fail to deliver goods" Ninety-eight Skills" and so on.

The content is a detailed analysis of various possibilities. The meaning of the whole article is to let everyone not accept a deposit, and then auction it after the output, and the one with the highest price will get it.

At the headquarters of the House of the Dead, a cloaked man roared angrily: "Why? Why can someone make such a price announcement? Only I have the announcement of the reward of more than 10 million magic crystals, but I have the authority of more than 100 million." No, why? Is it a demon that made a mistake!?"

Not only was the posting price higher than him, but the authority was also higher than him. The cloaked man found himself unable to delete these announcements and kept hanging there.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, and it didn't take long before the entire plane knew about it, including the Warlock Alliance.

A bald goblin warlock was browsing "Ninety-Eight Techniques to Make Competitors Unable to Deliver", and he was amazed while reading: "It's too insidious, it's too insidious, it turns out that you can still do this, profiteer, write this The person who wrote the article must be a big profiteer."

"It turns out that what we call vicious competition blindly pushes up profits, resulting in a disproportionate input and output. The result of operating at a loss is the collapse of the industry?"

"It makes sense, if everyone goes to grow food, there will be a surplus of food next year, the price of food will plummet, farmers will go bankrupt, and there will be no one to grow things the year after next."

"Central collection and storage to stabilize grain prices? Farmers don't have the ability to store grain on a large scale, but we have. This is clearly written to show us, uh, those dead people also have storage capacity, just in case, it seems that we need to build more There is a large grain storage depot, but we have to transport the stored grain up, and the transportation cost is too high."

The bald goblin warlock muttered, and quickly jotted down a series of points. The Warlock Union has always been in the sky, the population is small, the economy is not active, and a lot of business knowledge cannot be developed. The content in the announcement can be counted to him. Eyes opened.

The consequences described in the announcement are not what he wants to see. For the Undead Empire and the Warlock Alliance, the creatures on the ground are their foundation.

If they are all dead, no matter if it is the Warlock Alliance or the Undead Empire, they will become passive stagnant water, and they will disappear after the original water is consumed.

It will be faster for the Warlock Alliance to disappear. After all, their lifespan is short, and the same is true for the undead empire. They live for thousands of years, and gradually decay as the number of new undead creatures decreases.

Only when the life on the ground is endless, can the Warlock Alliance have a steady stream of talents to replenish it, and the fire of technology will never go out.

When the bald goblin warlock left the house of the dead, two goblin maids stepped forward to serve him immediately. One twisted a hot towel to wipe his face and head, and the other held a beautiful transparent crystal bottle, which contained clear liquid.

"Huh? I bought it back? Is this the skin rejuvenating essence that is very popular recently?" The goblin warlock hurriedly wiped his face and picked up the crystal bottle.

Produced by silver coins, designed by Duroken, even the crystal bottle is full of luxurious, noble, and exquisite elements, which makes you feel very expensive at first glance, and you are willing to pay dozens of times the price for it.

The goblin warlock opened the cap of the bottle, sniffed it carefully, frowned and muttered, "The power of the holy light? No, it doesn't have the stimulation of the power of the holy light, it's a little softer."

The goblin warlock dripped a drop on the back of his hand, raised his other hand, and snapped his fingers—identification.

It was originally condensed into a drop of essence with lotus leaf effect, but it instantly dispersed into a pool and flowed down.

"Can't identify it? The production method and power are beyond my understanding?" The goblin warlock said with a frown.

Just like ordering a golden stick, if you don’t have the corresponding knowledge, you can’t use a little golden stick. For example, you must know carpentry to order a table with a golden stick, and you must know how to make dumplings with flour to order a meal of dumplings.

The same goes for identification. If you don't even know the production method and materials, you will definitely not be able to identify anything. Identification can only assist you in identifying items, and cannot directly tell you the answer.

If he can't identify it, it means that the manufacturing method or the power used by this thing is beyond his level, which makes him cautious: "Is it a new technology?"

Another drop fell, and the goblin warlock snapped his fingers again—the disintegration technique.

The droplet brightened for a while, became a little cloudy, rolled a little more, and there was no change.

The goblin warlock nodded: "Quenching, adding some kind of power, the cloudy thing is spore powder, this should be meat mushroom spores."

If Duroken sees it, he will definitely give this goblin warlock a thumbs up. It is simply a humanoid analysis machine, and it can analyze so much information empty-handed. Analyzed the formula for you.

It's a pity that he can't recognize the holy light without additional damage, and he can't recognize the holy mushroom poured out of holy water. Without these two keys, even if he analyzes all the processes, he can't make the essence.

After confirming that there were no harmful ingredients in the essence, the goblin warlock poured a little on his palm, then wiped it on his face, and patted it gently for better absorption.

The eyes of the two maids lit up immediately, and they looked at the essence in his hands in shock.

From the maid's reaction, the goblin warlock knew that the effect must be very good, but after picking up the mirror, he was still shocked.

There are two paw prints on his face that were scratched by cats. They are shallow and painless, and he doesn't bother to deal with them. But now the paw prints are gone, the wrinkles on his face are less, and his skin is smoother, more tender and whiter. Already, like ten years younger.

"No wonder it can be passed on to me. The effect is too good, right? Who brought it back?" asked the goblin warlock.

"My lord, it was brought back by the great priest Monica of Ladder No. 6. In just one month, it has already swept the entire alliance." The maid responded, looking at the bottle in the hand of the goblin warlock with twinkling eyes.

The goblin warlock smiled, handed her the bottle, and asked by the way: "Have you used it? How much is a bottle?"

The two maids poured a little on their palms, rubbed it on their faces, then patted it, and responded by the way: "A bottle of eight thousand magic crystals..."

As soon as the words fell, his hand was empty, and the goblin warlock took the bottle back calmly: "Leave the rest to me for analysis, you go and ask the great priest Monica to come over."

When the maids left, the goblin warlock's face twitched in pain, and he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Profit."

He really dared to increase the price of silver coins. He directly raised the price of a bottle of 1,500 magic crystals on the main plane to 8,000, because he found that the magic crystals of the Warlock Alliance were worthless.

On the main plane, one magic crystal can buy one ton of food, but here the Warlock Alliance is willing to offer a price of ten magic crystals per ton. Although there is a reason for bidding with the undead empire, the lower purchasing power of magic crystals is also a reason. fact.

So the silver coin investigated the purchasing power of the Warlock Alliance, and directly set the price at 8,000 bottles, and the limited edition of 500 bottles sold out within half a month.

"The pricing strategy of luxury goods is not to make more people afford it, but to make it unaffordable for more people." Silver Coin said.

Not long after, Monica came to visit. When she saw the goblin warlock's sparse big bald head, her newly developed professional instinct made her eyes shine.

...

Other disturbances have nothing to do with Ange, and he ran to open up wasteland again.

Gadrigo sighed and pulled the plow in front, the little zombie was behind the plow, the little angel and Negris planted the seeds, and Ange watered it behind.

He hung the halo stone of quick death on his body, and the seeds quickly took root and sprouted along the way.

As long as the roots are born, the survival rate of the seeds will be greatly increased, and the roots will penetrate deep into the sand, and they will not die easily even if they are not watered.

In this way, we opened up wasteland and planted all the way, and soon everyone came to the southernmost tip of the desert, and the towering Beifeng Mountains were in front of us.

"The north wind mountain range is the main reason for the formation of the desert. It is like a wall, blocking the humid water vapor in the south, resulting in a lack of rain in the desert. Only the dry and cold wind from the north can blow into the desert, so it is called the north wind mountain range." While sowing seeds, Negris told stories to everyone.

In the past, no one would respond to what it said because it was not interested, but now that there is Gadrigo, the dracolich is buried in pulling the plow, and has long been panicked, so he quickly asked: "Why is it called Beifeng?" The mountain range blocks the wind from the south, shouldn’t it be called the South Wind Mountain Range?”

"Yes, why is it called the North Wind Mountain Range? I really don't know how to name it, why don't we change it to the South Wind Mountain Range." Negris suggested.

Gadrigo shook his head and said, "You have changed your name, why not change it to something nicer, such as Impassable Mountain Range, Invincible Mountain Range, Gadrigo Mountain and so on."

"...You actually want to change it to the last one, you have a good idea." Negris sneered.

They complained to each other, but An Ge suddenly stopped and climbed up the mountain.

After climbing more than a thousand meters up the mountainside, they entered a hidden valley.

The mountains on both sides extend a little, encircling the valley. There is a huge deep pool at the bottom of the valley. A huge waterfall converges and hits the water surface of the deep pool. There is a deafening noise. In this semi-closed valley echo.

Negris checked the terrain and couldn't help but regretfully said: "There is a dark hole in this deep pool, and the water has leaked out of the dark hole. Otherwise, if it flows out from the mouth of the valley, there will be another river in the desert."

Ange tilted his head when he heard the words, concentrated his attention, and took out a world sapling.

On Ange's shoulder, a small sapling and a small tree shepherd immediately appeared.

The tree shepherd looked at the world sapling in his hand and asked, "What are you doing? Help me plant trees?"

Ange nodded, and planted the world sapling in front of the deep pool.

The tree shepherd said slowly: "Thank you, although this place is very desolate, I am afraid that my child will not grow up."

Ange took out pieces of floating rubber boards, plugged them with soilless rice, threw them on the surface of the pool, and took out the quick-death aura stone, and soon large tracts of rice seedlings grew on the surface of the pool.

desolate? It doesn't exist here in Angus.

"Well, you have so many ways to grow things. By the way, my seeds were sprinkled into the starburst circle. I found a lot of plants there. They told me that the starburst circle might be broken." The shepherd said slowly.