Ange sows seeds into the sky, then controls the wind element to spread them smoothly and evenly to the ground, then covers them with soil and wateres them.
Nigris flew by staggeringly. He had served a brood of baby dragons last night and almost fell apart from exhaustion. Even though it was an undead creature, the destructive power of the little thing was too strong. Even the corpse dragon had to fall apart from fatigue.
Young dragons are grown from its scales and inherit its bloodline, so they are particularly fond of it.
It's rare that today is a holiday, so I should take a good rest for a day...half a day.
"Hey, Ange, what are you doing?" Negris asked when he saw Ange from a distance.
"Grow vegetables." Ange responded.
"It's Labor Day, are you still growing vegetables?" Nigris was surprised.
Ange tilted his head and asked in confusion: "What is Labor Day?"
"It is a festival to commemorate workers. According to legend, a long time ago, the gods were cruel and cruel and drove the common people to work day and night, letting them plant more land and weave more cloth, so the workers united , overthrew the gods, and since then, today has been designated as Labor Day to commemorate those heroic workers."
"Oh." Ange nodded, indicating that he understood.
Nigris returned to his lair with satisfaction. In the past, he would follow Ange. Now, isn't it because he has offspring, a baby dragon, and a mother dragon? Although they are all purely friendships, The bloodline belongs to it. So it also needs some independent space.
Put the resting fluid in the bathtub and prepare to take a good bath to soothe your soul. Hurrah, hula, huh, huh, huh, under the tree where the nest is located, the purple-skeletal titans walked by with hoes on their backs, cursing.
Nigris curiously poked his head out and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you? It's a holiday today, don't you guys have a rest?"
One of the Purple Skeleton Titans raised his head, it was the Great Witch, and he heard him say angrily: "Bonus! Some bastard deceived Mr. Ange, saying that today is Labor Day, a program for workers, and we need to plant seeds." More land, now Mr. Ange is asking us to go back to celebrate Labor Day and farm. So Bada, if I find out who is talking nonsense, I will hoe it into the ground to use as fertilizer."
After saying that, the great witch raised his head, eyes flashing with lightning, looked at Negris and asked: "Master Negris, do you know who it is? I immediately went to peel it."
Having awakened the power of thunder, even an old purple-skeletal titan like the Great Witch has some of the power of a thunder titan.
Nigris sneered: "I don't know, I'm taking care of my children, so who knows who is talking nonsense."
Rumble, rumble, the earth suddenly trembled slightly. Nigris flew to the tree crown a few hundred meters away. Looking into the distance, he saw a black tide rushing in this direction in the flat wasteland.
They were endless undead creatures with no end in sight. They were like black carpets, moving across the earth. The weight of one of their skeletons was insignificant, but stepping down together made the earth tremble.
In the direction of the tide, Ange raised his hand to cross the border, and the voice of his soul resounded throughout the world: "Labor Day!"
The tide of undead creatures responded with an even greater roar of souls: "Farm!"
“Labor Day!”
"Farming!"
"Ouch!"
"ticket!"
PS: I just fell asleep. It’s too late for the second chapter. I’ll update it in the early morning.
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