Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"According to my research, this door should be opened with a key. As long as you get the key, you can easily push it open." Negris said boldly.

This should be a door similar to the magic pattern, which requires certain authentication methods, and this authentication method is a key. It's a pity, who the hell knows which authentication method it uses?

So if you can't open it, it has nothing to do with you. What kind of key others use is not in the category of 'knowledge'.

In fact, Negris regretted it a long time ago. He used a word called "omniscient" when he was bragging. It was originally a trick to fool believers, because those who believe in the God of Knowledge will never ask those inexplicable common sense questions. .

So seeing that Ange is a small skeleton, it just blew on it, but unexpectedly fell into the pit.

Chambada himself is the god of knowledge, not the god of common sense, nor the god of current affairs. He is sealed away and has no access to believers for more than a thousand years. Where does he know what happened?

Just as Negris was thinking and annoyed, Ange pushed his left hand against the wall, and the wall fell inward.

"???" Several big question marks popped up in Negris' mind: "What's the matter? Is it unlocked? Push it open so easily? Is your hand that pierces the world the key?"

An Ge tilted his head and waved his hands suspiciously, but the wall turned up again, blocking the corridor.

This time, he pushed against the wall with his right hand and remained motionless.

Negris also stepped forward and pushed a few times with his little paws, but he couldn't push it. The rest of the people took turns, including Luther who came a step late, and tried to push the wall.

In the end, it was determined that only Ange's left hand could push it. There is no doubt that the piercing hand is the 'key' to unlock the control tower.

"I just knew that the soul network and godhead are on you, the last heir of the empire, you are really a piece of shit. No, am I alive too? Why didn't I inherit the inheritance of the empire? Is it because of me? Not an undead creature? This is discrimination, this is discrimination." Negris thought angrily.

The decoration in the control tower is very simple, very simple, very simple, um, there is nothing, it is empty.

There is only a row of skeletons at the edge of the corner, judging from the rotting fabric on their bodies, these skeletons are all alive and then died here, if they were skeletons in life, they would not wear clothes, if they were Lich, the corpses would not decompose Osteogenesis.

"These should be the former control tower operators. The world transfer station stopped suddenly, the gate was closed, and they were trapped here until they died." Negris guessed.

Luthor, who came a step late, didn't catch up with the battle, and asked a little depressed: "Why do you need so many people in the control tower? Isn't it just to control the teleportation array? By the way, what is there to control the teleportation array? Can't the magic crystal be activated? "

Negris snorted: "I have no experience, do you know why this place is called a world transfer station? This is a rare plane transmission hub. The number of transmissions per day is as high as more than one hundred, involving countless planes. The coordinates, distance, weight, volume, type, and number of required magic crystals of the goods to be transported must be strictly calculated, and even if the number of people is small, it cannot be handled."

Luther blinked. This was obviously beyond the scope of his knowledge. He couldn't understand. He quickly changed the subject and said, "There are so many people, why are there no tables and chairs? Isn't it tiring to stand?"

Ange tilted his head, raised his left hand slightly, and with a sound of brushing, a large number of tables and chairs rose from the ground, one of which directly hit Luther's buttocks and lifted him up.

"Hey, it's quite comfortable to hide the table and chairs, um~" Luthor stretched his waist and leaned back hard. The curve of the chair bends as he stretches, providing the best support for the body. It was so comfortable that he didn't even want to wake up.

"Will it deform?" Negris also jumped onto a chair curiously.

As soon as you lie down, the chair adapts to its change of shape. There is a hole behind the buttocks for it to put its tail. On top, to reduce the burden on the neck.

"These things are amazing, aren't they? They're so comfortable. I don't want to wake up. Is there any place for sale? I want to buy a set." Luthor adjusted the most comfortable posture, swayed and felt drowsy, and when he almost fell asleep, A strong electric current surged through his body, almost flying his soul out.

Luther jumped up from the chair with a scream, fell to the ground and couldn't stand still, trembling and shaking.

Seeing other people's misfortune, Negris' mood suddenly improved, and he laughed: "This thing is to make you work better, not to make you lazy. Do you know why they are all alive?"

On the other two chairs, the little zombie and the angel skeleton were lying comfortably on them. The chairs sparked electric sparks, and they were not moved.

"Ange, how did you do it?" Negris turned his head and asked Ange. As it turned its head, the chair turned by the same angle.

Negris was speechless, isn't this too convenient? It's just for lazy people, it makes it a little tempted, if it is still alive with such a chair to lie on it, it won't be able to sleep every day? Where is the mind to spread knowledge?

Ange tilted his head, and responded in an uncertain tone: "I seem to be able to control this place."

After speaking, with a swipe of his hand, a ball of light and shadow spread out, and there were countless light spots on it, and each light spot was connected by a faint line.

"Plane coordinate system!? Wow, good stuff, no wonder it is called a world transfer station. This plane coordinate system alone is enough to drive many forces crazy." Negris praised.

Luther approached Guangying curiously and asked, "What do you mean? Is it very valuable?"

As his eyes focused on a certain spot of light, that spot suddenly became larger, and at the same time, a lot of information appeared in front of his eyes. Subconsciously, he read out the information: "Marisas Fire Elemental Sovereign Abyss, Elemental plane, main species: fire element, special product: fire magic crystal, ruler: Marisas, monarch level..."

There was a series of messages later, too long, so Luthor didn't read them out.

An Ge listened for a while, and suddenly asked: "Can I grow vegetables?"

"Huh? Vegetables? Can't."

"Oh..." Disappointed, An Ge had already crossed this plane in his heart.

Negris was very disdainful of Luthor's question: "Worth the money? Hehe, this is a strategic resource that money can't buy. Do you remember the delivery of the Holy Vanguard? The first time they relied on the coordinates established by you. Delivery, the second time is to rely on those two specially trained holy servants, if they have this coordinate system map, then they don't need holy servants, and they don't need you to establish coordinates, they can deliver directly, you know what it means Are you wearing something?

Of course Luther knew what it meant, and he gasped suddenly: "Can we launch a plane invasion at any time?"

Negris almost choked, and looked at Luthor in disbelief: "You are so angry that you still want to invade others? Shouldn't you be worried that others will have the same coordinate system?"

"That's right, will others have such a coordinate system, and then quietly project it here? Do we have to strengthen the defense of the plane?" Luthor asked.

"No, you already have the best defense. The Wind of Rest is the best defense. With it, who will invade this place..." Before Negris finished speaking, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart. Se also changed his expression, as if he had the same thought.

The two looked at each other, and said in unison: "The wind of rest, is it possible that the plane defense arranged by the king?"

"It's very possible, otherwise, why did the strange wind blow after the World Transit Station stopped?" Negris said.

"This..." The two were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. If they could create a strange wind that lasted for thousands of years and spread to the entire plane as a defense, then the means of the undead king were beyond their imagination. At least in Negris' knowledge system, there is no way to think of how to do this.

"Maybe it's a coincidence, a coincidence." Negris comforted himself.

Whether it is a coincidence or not, the Wind of Rest has at least protected this plane from the damage of foreign invasions, including this invasion of the Holy Vanguard. The Wind of Rest has trapped most of them in the Ice City, otherwise all the way Chasing and killing, the people who escaped from Ice City don't know how many people will die.

"Then what should we do now? Do we want to activate the teleportation array?" Luthor asked.

"Activate? Can't you see that the dots on it are all gray? Do you have the energy to activate it? This cannot be activated with thirty or fifty magic crystals. Do you have magic crystals?" Negris said.

"But isn't it activated here? Maybe it still has energy."

"More than a thousand years have passed, this energy may be just enough to start the main control room, and I don't know when it will stop." As soon as he finished speaking, the light and shadow disappeared with a snap, the tables and chairs on the ground shrank back, and the door opened. He turned over with a whimper.

Negris and Angel Skull, who lost their support, all fell to the ground.

"Your mantra mouth, what are you talking about? What do you do now? If you run out of energy, can the door still be opened? Will we be trapped here to death?" Luther asked anxiously.

Ange waved his hand, and the door could be opened, but other things could not be activated. Ange fumbled for a while, found a place and pressed it, revealing a hole.

Ange turned out his own magic crystals and poured them all in. All 1,500 magic crystals were poured in by him.

With a buzzing sound, the light and shadow of the coordinate system of the plane appeared again, and the tables and chairs on the ground also appeared.

"Sure enough, there is no energy. The world transfer station is a big energy consumer. The separate main control room is fine. To run the entire transfer station, more than a thousand magic crystals may not last for a day. This is not considered the transmission needs The goblins delivered 150 tons of food, but they took more than 1,000 magic crystals from you."

The huge energy consumption makes people feel guilty just thinking about it, just like buying a magic crystal car and not being able to add a magic crystal.

"Is... so much? The teleportation array in our family can cost more than ten yuan each time." Luthor said in shock.

Negris didn't even bother to respond to him, the goblin who could only teleport one goblin, or the goblin curled up, dare to call it a teleportation array?

When they were chatting there, Ange didn't stop, because a lot of information was constantly being sent to his soul, as long as he focused on it, some information would come over immediately, telling him what function it had, Such as projection, teleportation, detection, projection and so on.

God is so pitiful, Ange is a vegetable-growing skeleton, how can he know so much? The information was sent in, like a math book, and he was at a loss.

Especially after putting in the magic crystal, it may be that the energy is sufficient, the functions that can be operated are more, and the information obtained is more. Among a lot of information, Ange understands two: run and shut down.

Ange thought for a while and pressed the close button.

With a click, everyone sitting on the chairs fell down again, the door closed, and the coordinate system disappeared.

"Why did it stop again? Did you run out of energy again? Not so fast, right? Ange, did you turn it off?" Negris asked.

Angus nodded.

"Why, this is a transfer station in the world. The wealth left by the undead empire, you have inherited it, shouldn't you be excited and eager to explore its full functions? Why is it closed?" Negris asked suspiciously.

Angeli said bluntly, "You can't grow vegetables."

It's a good thing Negris can't breathe, otherwise he must have held his breath and turned it off because he couldn't grow vegetables? !

"Then you dig it out again?!" Negris roared.

An Ge tilted his head: "Curiosity."

Negris lost his breath in an instant. Well, the logic is self-consistent, because he dug it out because of curiosity, and because he couldn't grow vegetables to turn it off.

However, Negris, who had calmed down, suddenly felt that Ange was right. He had to turn it off because he couldn’t grow vegetables. After all, there was no foundation in this world to support the operation of the teleportation array. They couldn’t even eat. not solved.

As the God of Knowledge, Negris knows too many such examples. Many races or countries have blindly built various wonders without solving food, clothing or the economy, leading to economic collapse, empire destruction, and genocide.

Being able to know what is really important like Ange is the real... Ahhh, I can't make it up anymore, this skeleton just wants to grow vegetables! !

Just when Negris was jumping in anger, Ange suddenly sensed a distant call in his soul.

A distant call? Ange tilted his head, the only thing that would call him from afar was silver coins, right?

The consciousness stretched over, and as expected, it was the goblin silver coin. At the moment, the silver coin was hiding in the gutter, and there were loud shouts outside, as if they were chasing something.

And the silver coins were rotten all over, curled up into a ball and hid in the gutter, chanting brokenly: "My Lord Ange bless, my Lord Ange bless..."

While thinking about it, he realized that something was projected onto his body, Yin Coin whispered in surprise, "Master Ange?"

An Ge nodded, and he didn't know how the silver coin felt Ang's nod, and continued to whisper: "Master Ange, I succeeded in reincarnation, but unfortunately I was thrown into a mass grave, my body was not preserved, and I died. I got up and was seen by the villagers, and now they are all rounding me up."

After the silver coin was soul-searched, An Ge snatched more than half of his soul, and after repairing it, he stuffed it back into the body and left it alone. The power decayed too much through the projection of the plane, and he couldn't do much.

Unexpectedly, the silver coin was successfully reincarnated as a lich, not a zombie, but a wise lich. His luck was so good that it exploded.

The goblin Craig wanted to be reincarnated, but Ferlin only dared to give him a soul fire, nothing else was guaranteed.

However, his body was found in the quartermaster's private house. Because of one-way contact, no one knew who he was, and thought he was a servant of the quartermaster's house, so the body was thrown directly into the mass grave. When he woke up, his body had already rotted a lot of.

Yin Coin continued: "I woke up and found that I had forgotten a lot of things. I just remembered that Master Ange saved me, then bought food and teleportation materials. But with my current state, I may not be able to complete the mission. Those people will soon Just search here, drag me out and burn me to death, I'm sorry, my lord, I can't complete my mission."

"Why? To burn you?" An Ge tilted his head puzzled.

"Undead creatures are heresies in this world, and they will definitely be burned to death if they encounter them," Silver Coin said.

Ange remembered his scarecrow hat and said, "Is it okay to pretend?"

"Ah? Sir, are you talking about illusion?" Yin Coin asked.

Ange didn't know how to explain it, so he just didn't say anything, and directly sent the cleansing technique to the past. The third-level effect of the cleansing technique only left a few tenths of the effect when it was cast on the silver coin, but it can already be used. The place that caused him to rot healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't forget, Ange's magic power recovers super fast, and the rate of two or three per second is continuously delivered, and the effect is not much worse than Lisa's face-to-face casting.

The silver coin held both hands in front of his eyes, watching in disbelief that the boneless palm slowly healed, and new flesh and new skin grew, and he exclaimed tremblingly: "Miracle, this is a miracle, my lord, what is this?" ability?"

"Clean face." Ange said.

"Purifying face? Purifying face?" Yin Coin murmured, unknowingly, the light on his body lit up a bit.

The degree of power attenuation is different between the active prayer of silver coins and the passive reception. With the initiative of silver coins, the cleansing technique only decays to about one-tenth, which is enough to burst out a faint light.

Under the reflection of these rays of light, the rotten places on the silver coin healed quickly, and even the dirt and smell on the clothes were purified. The rotten goblin that was smelly and smelly slowly turned into a clean and fresh young goblin.

The silver coins were overjoyed, and said excitedly: "It turned out to be such a disguise, pretending to be alive, that's great, so I can go back to the chamber of commerce and take over the old things, the food is ready-made, as long as I get the materials for the teleportation array, it can be done at a low cost. Send the food there. But the materials for the teleportation array are not easy to get, it is a control material, if it is urgent, you can only spend 30 times more magic crystals to deliver it."

food? Ange became refreshed when he heard the food: "I have a teleportation array."

Yes, he has a teleportation array, which is also a world transfer station. Because it can't grow vegetables, it has just been closed.

"Ah? That's great...not good, someone is here." Just as Yin Coin finished speaking, he heard someone talking outside the sewer: "Come two people, let's go to the sewer to have a look."

two and a half chapters

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