"One hundred kilograms of water coriander seeds. I will give you five thousand kilograms of the best pollen in return." Upon hearing this, Qinglu immediately nodded in agreement.
"What?" This time it was Mita's turn to be surprised.
"Where can I find a hundred kilograms of seeds? At most thirty kilograms, I have already dug them up for you."
When Qinglu heard this, she was unhappy. "How dare you exchange thirty kilograms of seeds for me five thousand kilograms of the best pollen?"
"I also have some other high-quality rare seeds that I have collected. You know my taste. If it is not good, I am not good." Mi Tu said.
"How many pounds of seeds do you have in your hand?" Qinglu asked again.
"Can't you ask me how many kinds of high-quality seeds I have in my hand?" Mi Tu gritted her teeth and became angry.
"I asked how many kinds for what? I also gave you five thousand kilograms of pollen, and it is of the best quality. Don't you think you can give me some more seeds?" Qinglu asked.
Mi Tu was angry again, "Do you want some?"
"How about I give you some more high-quality pollen?" Qinglu said.
"Don't dare, I want the best pollen. I'll give you another three hundred pounds of my inventory." Mi Tu gritted her teeth.
"Okay. I'll suffer a little loss." Qinglu also said.
Mi Tu cursed: Who is at the disadvantage?
It was obviously me who suffered.
Even though seeds are often less valuable than pollen and nectar, rare seeds are actually quite valuable.
Some seeds are counted by the grain.
However, Qinglu is obviously an anomaly. She is not good at planting. Her various spiritual creatures and divine seeds are managed and cultivated by gods.
Anyway, she has many gods, and the gods take care of cultivating various spiritual objects and divine resources.
Just collect the green dew.
As soon as the two of them agreed on the price, they quickly completed the transaction. Mi Tu was anxious and immediately planned to trade the little goblin species. But he was pulled back by Qinglu. "Hurry up and trade some water coriander seeds and other spiritual seeds with me."
"What are you doing?" asked Mita.
"Eat it." Qinglu said.
As soon as Mi Tu hit her forehead, she understood that the big foodie could no longer control her thoughts.
The fruit of water coriander is an aquatic plant similar to sorghum.
The cooked rice porridge is very delicious, and the rice aroma is special and rich. That's why there are so many fairies who want to plant it.
"Okay, I'll give you some in exchange." Mi Tu said it was some. In fact, in exchange for at least several hundred kilograms of Qinglu, each was exchanged for top-quality nectar.
Not long after the brigade started to trade again this time, the chief of the clan called Qinglu over.
"Qinglu, come here and take a look." The patriarch handed something like a small shell to Qinglu. Qinglu took a look and saw that it seemed to be filled with sticky black liquid. "This is the storage thing brought by the clan. The original clear water inside has become like this. There is also a small secret place, and the water source inside has begun to turn black and smelly."
The green dew turns into a small shell, and a small water ball is taken out from the inside.
After taking a closer look, I could see what was going on.
"Big Patriarch, just tell me what you want to do." Qinglu asked.
"I want to ask you, can this water be purified? If we can't store water in the clan, I'm afraid it won't be enough. And where are the water sources nearby? I'll send two hundred boats to search the nearby desert areas. It’s everywhere, and there’s not even a water source close to the ground.” The patriarch said helplessly.
"I don't feel it either." Qinglu said. "But I can help you think of a way to get this water." Qinglu took out a pure white lotus petal with her little hand.
This petal attracted all the patriarch's attention as soon as it appeared. Not only the patriarch, but also the other goblins around him couldn't help but cast their gaze over.
However, Qinglu did not let everyone see more, but quickly put the petals into the shell.
Coo coo coo......
The water inside the shell shook violently.
The invisible black is constantly being squeezed out, and is hunted, purified and dissipated by the power of the five elements.
Qinglu felt it, "In about an hour, the water inside will return to its original clear water." Qinglu threw the shell to the patriarch again.
"What are those petals?" the patriarch asked in shock.
"It doesn't matter what it is that can be used. Once you restore all the clean water here, take out the petals and throw them into other polluted water sources. When the petals are used up, they will be completely useless." Qinglu said again.
"What on earth is it? Can't you just tell me?" the patriarch asked depressedly.
"I just won't tell you." Qinglu simply turned away.
The climate in the Death Desert is so hot.
The goblins roasted one by one and screamed like wilted cucumbers.
Even though they have water in their hands now, they can’t stop everyone from consuming it so quickly. In just a few days, everyone consumed six times more water than expected. It is said that this water consumption figure is still soaring. Keep climbing to the top.
Therefore, even though the patriarch had prepared a large amount of water, the overall water storage volume dropped by one-third just ten days after they officially entered the desert.
But according to the map of the great clan leader, they had only gone less than one-thirtieth.
How terrible.
I'm afraid it won't be long before they all become goblins in the desert.
The patriarch's face turns darker than thick ink every day, and he doesn't know whether it's from the sun or from anger.
Now all the fairies in the clan are avoiding him. Will you come to him when you are short of water?
In fact, judging from the green dew, the fairies use more water. But at any rate, I walked faster. Fortunately, they all had boats, and if they had walked on fairy feet, they would not have even passed one percent of them.
It's so hot in the Death Desert that the sand can sometimes melt.
What's more, a group of delicate fairies?
The farther you go, the more sick and unfit, complaining, sad, and eager to return to the fragrant forest.
That afternoon, a terrible sandstorm hit them in the desert.
The terrifying violent sandstorm came very suddenly.
Otherwise, even if the patriarch shouts, everyone's speed will be fast enough.
All the Dharma ships were quickly linked together. Everyone also activated the defensive formation of the Dharma Ship, and everyone also covered each other and rescued fellow members of the same clan who were blown out of the Dharma Ship. The storm that lasted three days and four nights had already torn the entire Jade Tribe into pieces, and countless fairies of the same tribe had disappeared without a trace.
terrible.
When the big storm weakened completely and abandoned the fleet, no longer carrying it forward, the fairies of the same race couldn't help but cheered enthusiastically after almost thinking that everyone was going to die.
Survive, everyone survives.
The storm weakened and left, and the fleet anchored above a desert. The goblins began to busy repairing the Dharma boat.
Although they had just entered the desert not long ago, without the Dharma Ship, these goblins would have died countless times.
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