Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"I... I'm waiting for you... Can't you tell me such serious news immediately?" Negris was so angry that he wanted to pounce on it and give it a big tail, but remembering that he couldn't beat it, he had no choice but to force himself endured.

This dead tree, other things are slow, only the little sapling can make it enthusiastic.

The old tree said slowly: "Is it serious? Everything will break, it's a part of nature."

It makes sense, the starburst circle is just a man-made object, and it must have a service life, unless it can repair itself, like a world transfer station in the abyss of rest.

But the self-healing of the world transfer station is also conditional. There must be ample death breath there, otherwise it will be like the teleportation array in the closed cave of the Devil's Valley, and it will not be connected if it is broken.

I don't know if the starburst circle has the ability to repair itself. If so, will there be corresponding conditions? Wouldn't damage be normal without these?

It has been built for more than a thousand years, and if buried in the soil, it would have become an antique.

The old tree can take it easy even when his own species is about to become extinct. How serious is it that the starburst magic circle is broken?

"But the starburst magic circle is in the sky. If it breaks, won't it fall?" Negris asked.

The old tree froze for a moment, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I don't understand such a complicated creation, maybe I won't for the time being."

It is indeed a bit difficult for a naturally growing tree to figure out such a complicated creation as the starburst circle, not to mention it is an old tree...

Negris glanced at the sky worriedly. The starburst circle had been hanging in its original position. It is estimated that this failure will not be completed in a short time.

Suppressing the worries in his heart, Negris asked: "Is there any other news? Did the plants above say anything else?"

The old tree said slowly: "I have talked a lot, they said that the environment above is too closed, the species is single, lack of diversity, no new things have been added for a long time, everyone has begun to degenerate, I am very glad that I can come, I hope I will hurry up Grow, grow up and exchange pollen with them."

They were chatting, but Ange kept planting things, and soon filled the relatively flat half of the lake. The growth of soilless rice promoted the growth of the world tree. Soon, the world tree was in the lake. took root.

Ange raised his hand at this moment, tapped the old tree on his shoulder with his fingers, and said: "The tree man Gore, hollow skin, absorbs water."

The old tree tilted his head, but didn't understand.

Just as Negris was about to translate, the young sapling on the other shoulder had already waved its true leaves and sent a message to the old tree: Hoo-long-hoo-long-

"Oh, oh, I understand." The old tree nodded suddenly.

When Gore, the giant war tree, first arrived in Beauty God City, he was almost sunburned to death. It was the small sapling that improved its shape and formed hollow channels in the bark, thereby sucking the cool air from the roots to the top of the tree and taking it away. body heat.

Ange's mind is wide open, the bark with the mesopores can absorb air, so it must also absorb water. As for whether it can be done? Just kidding, even a small sapling can improve the shape of the tree man Gore, can the God of Life improve the shape of the World Tree?

I saw that the outer bark of the World Tree thickened rapidly.

The old tree suddenly said: "Do you want to pump the water up from here and let it flow to the desert? Do you want to block the hole at the bottom of the pool?"

Angle nodded.

Another burst of large-scale planting, the growth of the world tree needs the vitality provided by other plants, and it can grow only when other plants grow, and its growth can provide a better environment for the crops, which is beneficial to both people and self. Live together.

It didn't take long for Ange to discover that the water level of the pool was rising.

This pool is in the depths of a valley, formed by the impact of a waterfall with a large amount of water.

The area of ​​the pool expands, and the more places that can grow things, the greater the vitality provided. Soon, the world tree grew out of the valley like a vine, and a forest spread like a banyan tree, and a steady stream of water was pumped up. Go to the desert below the mountain.

I am afraid that even if someone came to this forest, they would not know where the water source came from, and they would probably think that there was a mountain spring gushing from somewhere.

When it grows to the mouth of the valley, the world tree will not grow, and if it grows any longer, the mountain may not be able to support it.

After blocking the underground river at the bottom of the pool, the water level rose, and the surrounding mountains began to bear heavy pressure.

The roots of the world tree penetrated into all the holes and crevices of the rocks, and while they were blocked, they were also firmly connected into a whole, so that the mountain would not collapse.

However, the mountain always has a limit. If it continues to grow, it will exceed the limit that the mountain can bear.

However, it can't grow thick, but can grow long. As long as it has a steady stream of vitality, the world tree is the most adaptable plant to the environment. It will grow itself into one piece and wrap the entire mountain.

Because the world tree grows out of the deep pool, with the rise of the water level, most of it will be submerged in the end. I am afraid that if the pool is not drained, no one will find that there is an extra giant here.

This kind of project of adding a river to the desert and changing the ecological environment on a large scale will complete a world tree.

"Wow? Squeaky!" The appearance of the new river immediately attracted a group of cave dwellers. They ran out of the caves in the North Wind Mountain Range with simple stone axes and hammers, and came to the first place in the river. bend.

First, I worshiped here and set up a totem pole. Some cavemen stayed and some ran back.

It didn't take long for more cavemen to be brought by those who ran back, and soon a tribe of cavemen appeared at the first bend of the river.

They cut down trees, fenced the river bends, hunted small animals, collected fruits, seeds, and ate the fruits, and scattered the seeds around the tribe.

Over time, a gathering place of life will be formed near here, where animals and plants are constantly growing.

"You still provide them with fruits? Did you spawn those fruits?" Negris couldn't help complaining when he saw the overripe fruits on the small tree trunk.

"Yes, do you want to eat?" Following the words of the old tree, a tree next to it also bore a fruit.

Negris sniffed it carefully, and licked it again. It was sweet, it was pitted by an old tree, and after repeated inspections, he ate it with confidence, and then he had diarrhea all night.

The old tree's explanation was that it was different from the caveman's stomach, its stomach was too delicate, and it was so angry that it chased the old tree and breathed out the dragon's breath.

The caveman left the safe cave, which also attracted natural enemies. A group of bear goblins from nowhere came quietly and broke through the tribe's defense in the dark.

Just when the goblin bear was about to drag the caveman to the barbecue, Anger and the others ran out, beat up the goblin bear, dropped some food, and replaced the caveman from the goblin bear.

Put the cavemen back to the tribe in the river bend, and help them strengthen their defenses by the way, building a six-meter-high wall.

Cavemen lived here again.

"Cangbada, the newly raised villain was almost wiped out." Negris said with lingering fear.

These are small episodes on the road to reclamation. With the extension of the river, the environment of the southern desert has been greatly improved. Wherever the plants extend, the perception of the world tree extends.

With the increase of plants, the water retention capacity of the land also increased, and the desert quickly turned green.

When Anthony brought people over, what he saw was endless grasslands and neatly divided farmland.

"This... I... Chambada—" Anthony didn't know what to say, and couldn't help cursing, otherwise it wasn't enough to express his feelings.

He was doubting that Ange wouldn't really want to grow 30 billion catties of grain, and then replace the entire North Wind Desert, right?

During this period of time, it was a period of calm for the entire plane. The Warlock Alliance and the Undead Empire entered into a strategic stalemate. Whoever dared to disrupt the order would receive a double blow from both sides. The double blow means that if you beat me up, I will also Go get a beating, or it's not fair.

So don't talk about war, even the bandits are acting like men with their tails between their legs.

The businessmen walking on the road lamented that this was an unprecedented safe period, there were no gangs of thieves on the road, no need to travel in groups, and no need to hire mercenary guards, which saved a lot of cost.

The landlords and aristocrats also saw the announcement posted in the House of the Dead, and were greatly shocked, and began to refuse to collect deposits, for fear that the things predicted above would happen.

A small number of people who are loyal to one side are still willing to receive a deposit first before expanding production, but they find that both the Warlock Alliance and the Undead Empire have canceled the method of paying a deposit first to encourage food production.

Because it is the two of them who are most afraid of the situation predicted in the announcement. If this continues, either the price of grain will hurt the farmers, or the food production will be reduced, and a large number of people will starve to death.

In the House of the Dead, no matter what means the cloaked man uses, he can't delete the announcements made by the silver coins, unless the House of the Dead is closed.

But the cloaked man obviously does not have this authority, does the Undead Council have it? I don't know, anyway, the announcement has been hanging like this.

After finding Ange, Anthony first reported the recent situation, and then said: "My lord, we have completely gained the trust of the great priest Monica, and she reported our situation to the senior management of the Warlock Union, and they also believed With our identities established, from now on, we are the orthodoxy of the Illuminati Church on the ground."

"What? Orthodox?" Negris was surprised. Is this orthodox?

"Yes, we are orthodox. It turns out that there is no Pope, no Supreme Holy Spirit, no God, and only one Archbishop of Truk. The Church of Light has been downgraded diplomatically. Now the Warlock Union only recognizes me as the Pope—St. Anthony. said Anthony.

"..." Negris didn't know what to say, Anthony had already operated such a thing once on the main plane, and he was very proficient.

At that time, he succeeded in making the elves and dwarves only recognize him in the eastern diocese, and finally supported him in the western diocese, directly emptying the church.

But at that time, he had the resources and manpower of the entire eastern diocese to mobilize, and Ange's support, so it was not amazing to do this, but what does he have now?

There is a mouth, the strength of a demigod, two supreme holy spirits show their faces, and then it's done.

But going back to the position of the Warlock Alliance, what does it matter who is in power in the Illuminati Church on the ground?

Anthony's side is more powerful, and of course he recognizes the more powerful one. At least there are two Supreme Holy Spirits and the Pope here, and the other has only the Archbishop.

Archbishop Truk probably never imagined that he was robbed of his orthodoxy without even meeting him.

"However, the Warlock Alliance also made a request. They have a big man who needs to treat hair loss. They hope that we can do it under the premise of absolute safety. They need to check and verify everything in the treatment process." Anthony said.

This is reasonable. It is impossible for you to say that you can cure baldness, so I will put the head of a big man in your hand. Safety inspection and verification are very necessary.

At the beginning, Auburn was because of the good feedback from the students below, and because she hid her identity and went secretly, and Ange and Negris also gained her trust at that time.

Otherwise, as her Death Star, any treatment would have to be checked and verified repeatedly before it could be used on her.

But Negris' first reaction was: "Isn't it necessary to check the saplings? That won't work."

Anthony also said: "Yes, I don't think so either. It would be troublesome if we bumped into each other, and our Church of Light took out a tree of life, what is it? This is not to tell them that the God of Light can't solve baldness, The God of Life can."

"Isn't this the same as their God of Truth? Then they will definitely think about whether we are stealing the light faith like them."

Negris curled his lips: "Is this still associated? We are."

"No, no, no, we are not. We are believers of the God of Scales, one of the orthodox gods of light, Mr. Naiger, we are familiar with each other. Don't talk nonsense, or I will sue you for slander." Anthony said righteously. Strictly speaking.

Negris curled his lips, anyway, he couldn't reason with Anthony, so he stopped talking.

"So we now need a way to make hair grow within the reasonable range of the gods of light. I wonder if your lord has it? If not, then I will reject him." Anthony asked.

Ange nodded, and then ran away. Not long after, he caught a caveman and a goblin bear and came back.

Plucked a pinch of hair from the top of the bugbear's head, plucked it into a bald spot, and let it go. The bear goblin covered his forehead in shame, and ran away cursing.

An Ge patted the caveman's forehead. The bear goblin was bald, but the caveman was naturally bald, with few hairs on his body, only a circle of sparse hair on the back of his head, and his forehead was shiny.

The caveman laughed foolishly, and even knelt down and bowed to Ange. The two-legged god who saved their tribe patted his head, so happy.

Ange first stuffed the fur of the goblin bear into the domain of the gods, closed the domain of the gods, and then took it out after a while.

"Are you...deactivation?" Everything stuffed into the God's Domain will lose its activity, even the seeds, so Ange never puts live things into the God's Domain now, and the seeds are specially stored in the storage bag .

Ange nodded, took out a bottle of concentrated worm ash liquid, soaked a section of hair in it, and then stuck the end soaked in worm ash liquid on the caveman's forehead.

"Why is that? Inactivation first, and then reactivation with worm ash liquid? Isn't that redundant?" Negris asked puzzled.

The old tree thought it made sense, and said slowly: "Trees of different types cannot be grafted together, they will repel them."

Angus nodded.

After a cleansing technique, the hair grew firmly on the caveman's forehead. The caveman returned to the tribe with a thick head of bear goblin hair, which shocked the eyes of all his companions.

They unanimously surrounded the bear-hair caveman, performed a primitive dance, and enshrined him as the patriarch.

The goblin bears accidentally discovered the bear fur of this caveman, and subconsciously believed that it had the blood of goblin bears. After all, goblin bears often cross the species limit when they are in love.

So the goblin bear and this troglodyte tribe have lived in peace ever since. When the caveman with bear hair grows old, they will talk about this matter with their descendants and proudly call it—the coming of god hair.

This treatment method, which only used worm ash liquid and cleansing technique, quickly passed the safety verification of the Warlock Alliance, and the god hair fell on the forehead of the bald goblin warlock.

The goblin warlock was very satisfied with the green hair he had carefully selected, and happily held Anthony's hand: "Hi, hello, nice to meet you, Your Majesty Saint Anthony, I am one of the twelve joint members of the Warlock Union, Cabre the Eye of Truth pull."

Thank you Banque Qingci for your reward.