Warm Dragon

The birch tree may be breeding elf bugs, which undoubtedly makes Russell feel that happiness comes suddenly, and at the same time, he is under great pressure.

There are elves bred in the wild, but they are very rare.

The reason is not that plants and mushrooms in the wild cannot absorb the power of the earth. It is because the power of the earth is thin after all. Without the blessing of the same source elves, it is very difficult to rely on plants and mushrooms to absorb nutrients and successfully breed elves.

There is a high probability that it will end in miscarriage due to insufficient supply of earth power.

"Can this tree... breed birch elf bugs?"

Looking at the dim luster emitted from the trunk, Russell tried his best to recall the memory of his previous life, trying to find a way to help the birch tree.

From the knowledge learned by his previous life, it can be seen that elves have appeared in the vision of humans for at least four thousand years.

How to use elves to plant potions is already quite skilled.

How to use potions to cultivate new elves in turn has also developed a set of mature solutions.

However, how to improve the breeding of wild elves is still a big unsolved mystery, and even don't know how to find wild elves. After all, plants and mushrooms can breed elves randomly, and there is no fixed rule to follow.

Tonight, Russell encountered the thickest birch tree, which was breeding elves. This does not mean that the thickest and tallest birch tree will definitely breed elves.

And breeding does not mean that it will definitely be successful.

Maybe the shortest and thinnest birch tree can also breed elves, but it has a higher probability of success than the thick and tall birch tree.

Therefore, fertilizing, watering, weeding, and insect repelling are ineffective for breeding elves.

Otherwise, with thousands of years of farming history, humans should have cultivated countless crops and fruit tree elves and happily farmed.

"Ice cream, do you have a way?" Russell couldn't find a way, so he could only ask Xiao Menglong boredly.

Not expecting it.

However, the next moment, Xiao Menglong turned his head and glanced at Russell, and two streams of hot air blew out of his nostrils, with a very disdainful look.

Then.

He turned his head back, aimed at the birch trunk, opened his dragon-toothed mouth, and exhaled a breath of dragon's breath that was thinner than smoke.

A magical scene happened.

The extremely dim light of the birch tree, blessed by the dragon's breath, became warm as if it had life. And with the rhythm of breathing, the light flickered, and every flicker would increase the brightness a little.

"Ga ga!" After doing this, Xiao Menglong turned his head back again and squinted at Russell.

Although Russell could not be sure what Xiao Menglong's dragon breath did to the birch tree and how it stimulated the magic in it. But this did not prevent him from guessing that this breath of dragon's breath was absolutely crucial to the breeding of the elf insect.

"Well done, ice cream!" He rubbed Xiao Menglong's big head hard.

"Ga!"

Xiao Menglong shook his head, then shook Russell down directly, and then flapped his wings and left Russell's side.

It was tired.

"Just a breath of dragon..." Russell only had time to think halfway, and then his consciousness darkened and he fell into chaos.

...

Oh oh oh!

The big rooster in the serf's house in the distance crowed loudly.

Russell in the tent stretched out his arms from the sleeping bag, stretched his whole body to welcome the wonderful morning.

"Since I got ice cream, I haven't had a bad sleep for a day." He took out the pocket watch he carried with him from under the pillow of the sleeping bag and looked at the time. It was now half past six in the morning.

He opened the curtain of the tent.

The sun was evenly scattered in the birch forest.

Jack, the somewhat confused knight squire, was leaning against a birch tree, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and was suddenly awakened by the noise.

"Ah, sir."

"Go to the manor's courtyard to wash your face, have some breakfast, and then have a good sleep." Russell expanded his chest and ordered.

"I'm not sleepy." Jack lied with red eyes.

Russell simply repeated, "Go."

Jack bowed and left, "Yes!"

Russell was left alone to observe the birch tree carefully. Because the part where the elves are bred is more than three meters, he couldn't see anything clearly standing under the tree, but he had a strong feeling that this birch elf worm would be successfully bred.

"The fourth elf worm, I didn't expect that there would be a fourth elf worm so soon!" Russell looked up for a while, and his heart was getting hotter and hotter.

This was only his second night at the Black-waisted Snake Manor.

If he camped in a different place every night and opened the dark dream in different locations, would it mean that all the wild elves that might be bred in the entire territory could be asked to ask the little dream dragon to spit out dragon breath and then be successfully bred.

"Great!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Until Butler Morris came with two male and female servants to deliver toiletries and breakfast for him.

"Master, are you going to stay here?"

"I plan to watch the Cordyceps." Russell responded casually. Anyway, he had the final say in his territory, and there was no need to explain to others what he wanted to do.

With the help of the servants, he brushed his teeth, washed his face and had a simple breakfast in the clear water of the Youguang River.

Then he spent some time beside the birch tree to make sure that there was nothing unusual. Then he handed the Cordyceps to the serf technician who came to take care of it and went to inspect other Cordyceps.

The Yujiuhua Cordyceps and Dill Cordyceps have taken root, greedily absorbing the power from the earth.

The serfs who planted wheat and lentils nearby, led by the serf steward, have begun to harvest the immature seedlings.

After the harvest, it is time to sow raindrops and dill.

"The weather is getting better day by day, sir. The end of the ice age is the warm season. If you plant the potion now, it will grow soon and will not delay the harvest of the potion at all." Old Hans hunched his back and came to Russell.

"Have you planted potion?"

"I used to plant it in the town. Speaking of which, I, Old Hans, was also a serf technician. Later, I was sent by the Baron to be the foreman of the Black Waist Snake Manor, so I put the potion planting aside." Reminiscing about the past, Old Hans unconsciously touched his waist.

There was a pair of pipes wrapped in starch hanging there.

There were no cigarettes or cigars. People here wanted to smoke, either with a pipe or by chewing tobacco leaves.

Suddenly remembering something, Old Hans quickly hung up the pipe: "Sorry, sir, I almost got addicted to smoking."

"It's okay, smoke if you want." Russell said casually.

He didn't think that the serfs smoking in front of him was an offense to his noble authority, although he didn't like smoking.

He didn't like second-hand smoke either.

After all, this was in the wild, and he couldn't breathe much second-hand smoke. Besides, with fighting spirit to nourish the body, even if he smoked all day, he wouldn't get lung cancer - knights with fighting spirit almost never get sick, and fighting spirit is more magical than any panacea.

After all, Old Hans didn't dare to light the pipe in front of Russell, but just tried his best to please Russell.

While patrolling on the ridge of the field, Russell asked: "Old Hans, you have lived in the Black Snake Manor for so long, what do you think should be solved first to develop the Black Snake Manor?"