"Where did Master Ange go again? I really miss him so much. I wish I could follow him day and night." As Luther said, he carefully took a small bite on the last piece of beetroot and held it in his mouth. Reluctant to swallow, savor it carefully.
This is the last piece of beet drying. If Ange doesn't come back, he will run out of food. I originally said I would save it to replenish my strength when fighting, but I am so idle here every day, how can I fight? I accidentally ate it all.
Ahhhh! Where has Lord Ange gone? I miss his dried beets so much!
At this moment, a light lit up on the edge of the basin where the World Transfer Station was located, like a large lighting array, which was clearly visible even in broad daylight.
"It's starting again, ancestor Lisa... Miss Lisa does this thing every day, it's boring and boring. I really can't figure out how she can persist. The same goes for Grandma Lan. She was fooled... I can't call her Grandma Lan anymore." , will be beaten to death."
"Oh, it's going crazy. Thousand-year-old witches have been groomed to look younger than my sister. Anna is also eager to reincarnate as a lich. They say that reincarnating as soon as possible can keep you young forever, but you won't be able to be young again when you are old. , insane, wanting to die before living enough."
Luther muttered in a low voice, while taking a careful look around to make sure that nothing had escaped his Juggernaut's perception, he slipped next to him and heard his complaint.
At this glance, he really saw something. In the crack of the stone not far away, the black face of Feilin's pet ghost was staring at him with its small head exposed.
"Haha, it's too early for you to have a bad face." Luther said haha: "I'm going to find Miss Lisa." He ran away and disappeared.
An altar has now been built in the shining place. Although it is very simple, made of large stones and shale pieces, it uses a lot of technology.
Grandma Lan had introduced it to him. For example, the height of the stone platform made the believers below the platform look upward, creating the illusion that the people on the platform were very tall.
The stone pillars and shale that semi-surround the stone platform are erected and placed at calculated and adjusted angles. When people on the platform speak, the sound will be reflected by the stone pillars and shale behind it, creating a reverberation effect and making the sound appear thicker. and Hongliang.
The direction of the altar is also carefully selected to ensure that the light is projected through the gaps between the stone pillars behind it, and when it shines on the person, it will reflect a circle of light and shadow, making the figures on the stage taller and more holy.
Oh my god, Luther was stunned after hearing this. There are so many ways to do an altar? Wouldn't it be nice if everyone gathered around and had a meal?
Grandma Lan glanced at him and said something meaningful: "Lisa said that faith can be pious, but spreading faith requires skills."
Luther was still young and couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He felt that their gods were unbelievable. He only believed in Lord Ange.
Luther wanted to wait until the sacrificial ceremony was over before going over to ask Lord Ange about his whereabouts. Unexpectedly, Lisa shouted directly from the stage:
"Family members, our Lord Ange is calling us. He tamed the wind of rest in the distant River of the Dead, which was the former Valley of the Devil, and turned large areas of wasteland into fertile soil. Lord Ange is calling us. Go For farming in the fertile fields, all those who know how to farm must gather together and we will set off immediately while the rest continue to dig the soil.”
Before Lisa finished speaking, the audience was already in a state of shock.
"What? Taming the winds of rest? The winds of rest are tamed?"
"How is that possible? That is the wind of Sabbath. It has been blowing for thousands of years. It was still blowing last night. How could it be tamed?"
"How is it impossible? That's my lord Ange. Haven't you seen the miracle of Lord Ange stepping on the soil and turning it into fertile fields, and the grains are all over the ground? Is there anything impossible about taming the wind of rest? And didn't he say that in Devil's Valley? Tamed? Maybe the restful wind over there has stopped."
"If we tame the wind of rest, can we grow a lot of food?"
“Not only can you grow food, but you can also grow fruit trees, pick the fruits and eat them, and use the tree trunks to make furniture, farm tools, and coffins.”
"Yes, yes, coffin. If there is a coffin, I don't have to bury my parents' bodies in the wilderness. Every year when I go to worship, I have to look for them all over the ground. I don't know where they wandered."
"Can I plant anything else? Can I plant a tauren?"
"Silly boy, tauren can't breed."
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Lisa's words raised everyone's expectations. Due to the limitations of the land type in Ice City and Lich City, it was difficult to grow food, and the number of other crops was very small.
The most important economic crop should be trees. Even among the elves, trees are the most important crop. They can provide fruits that serve as food.
Without trees, there would be no wooden products, such as furniture, farm tools, tableware, and even window and door frames. Everything had to be crafted from more time-consuming and fragile stone.
Why are there only three crossbows in Ice City because there are no trees? Why are there no fences in the terraces of the Great Rift Valley? There are no trees. Why is Lich City full of stone houses, but there are still no trees?
The bark can also be used to twist hemp rope. Without a tree, there is no rope. The kind of straw rope made from straw can't even tie the door.
Trees, cotton, hemp, beans, bamboo, there are countless things that can be grown from the ground. People on the main material plane can find clothing, oil, vehicles, tools and weapons everywhere. They are all rare goods here.
Those who have never lived in this world cannot understand the hardship here. Living is no longer easy. What about life... Perhaps only undead creatures are qualified to exist in this world.
If we could really tame the wind of rest, the world would definitely be a beautiful place.
Others needed to pack up and set off together, but Luther didn't. After listening to Lisa's words, he ran away, dragging a trail of smoke and disappearing at the end of the horizon.
After all, the sword master was a sword master. He ran faster than a galloping horse, and gnawed away the last half of a beet he was reluctant to eat on the way. Finally, he arrived at Devil's Valley before dusk. From a distance, he saw something appearing on the wasteland. A tree, a sapling only reaching his shoulders.
When he saw this tree, Luther was so frightened that he almost slid in front of the sapling.
"This...this...there is a tree here?! There is a tree here! There is a tree!" Luther was so surprised that he lost control of his words. He didn't know what to say other than trees, trees, trees.
Looking left and right, he was the only one there. Luther didn't know what to do. He felt that he should protect this precious tree, lest the wind of rest blow up and kill it.
But how to protect it? I searched around and found no stones, otherwise I would have built a stone circle to surround it.
Just make a pile of dirt. If you look at the sky, you should be able to make it in time. Luther put down his sword, gathered his fighting energy in his hands, and dug up dirt. A large amount of dirt flew up from between his feet.
