Orem returned to the edge of the wasteland blankly and looked at the row of houses blankly. The entire row of houses was about two meters high. The whole row of houses seemed to be made of sandstone. They were integrated and there were no joints in sight. place.
Sandstone is a kind of gravelly rock. If you scrape it with a hard object, you can scrape off bits of gravel. It can be used to build a house, but it cannot be built too high. The question is, where does the sandstone come from when there is sand all over the ground?
In addition to the two meters on the ground, there is a depression of more than one meter in the room. The indoor floor height is about three meters and three meters, which makes it extremely spacious, but there are no windows and it is very dark.
There is nothing inside, just a sandstone floor and walls, and a staircase leading to the door.
However, this kind of simplicity is already extremely luxurious in Orem's eyes. Apart from the Dragon Temple and a few houses where nobles live, Oasis has never seen such a high-rise, such a solid building.
Living in a sheepskin tent with a family like his is already very luxurious, and most of them live in shacks.
The Hope Oasis is twelve days away from the nearest human town, Keren Town. If a caravan comes here, tea leaves for a few silver coins can be sold for astronomical prices of one or two gold. It is impossible to use precious cargo space to transport building materials. , even though it’s shipped, no one here can afford it.
The Dragon Temple can be built with all the materials brought by Lady Nairi.
Such a luxurious building, with four rooms in a row, each covering eighty or ninety square meters, appeared here out of thin air.
With a look of disbelief on his face, Orem found two of his men and asked: "Why are these...these here? How did they come to be?"
The two spearmen under him were even worse. They pointed at Ange's figure in the middle of the wasteland with dumbfounded eyes and said, "Then...the magician made them grow."
Growing out? Forgive me, Orem has never seen even the most normal method of building a house. He can't imagine how a house can grow out of the ground. Just like a farmer who has lived in a brick house all his life, he can't imagine how a house can grow out of the ground. What does the cave dwelling look like?
After building four houses, Ange ignored them and immediately ran to the abandoned farmland to let the little zombies dig ditches.
Originally he wanted to water the ground first, but when building the house, he discovered something. There is no shortage of water here. As long as the soil is dug below one meter, the sandy soil is moist. If the crops are buried below one meter, wouldn't it be Is it ready to sprout?
Generally, it is impossible for seeds to be buried this deep, otherwise they will rot before sprouting, but Ange is not afraid. He has a halo that can speed up the growth. All he needs to do is grow out of the ground before the crops rot.
What is good to plant? food? No, burying them too deep will have an impact on their yield, beets? Not to mention, they have to be buried shallowly, so what else can be planted?
Ange rummaged for a long time and found a plant as thick as an arm.
On the way from Mara Town to Keren Town, those Paladins sent whatever new things they saw to Ange in order to please the monk. This plant was one of them. They said it was called Goshu.
Negris said that this is a crop with a very high starch content that is resistant to drought, cold, heat and sunshine. It is the favorite crop of dwarves. In addition to being used as food, it can also be used to make wine.
Ange looked up at the increasingly scorching sun in the sky and planted it on you.
However, the sunlight in the desert is too strong and the temperature is too high. It may not be easy to grow potato alone. Ange thinks that some trees that can provide shade should be interplanted.
After finding Orem, Ange pointed to the oasis in the distance, which was covered with a three-meter-high tree, and asked: "What is that?"
This kind of tree oases is everywhere, many of them are arranged in rows and columns, obviously planted deliberately by someone.
Orem's attitude became more and more respectful. If the enthusiasm and respect just now was because of the Brass Dragon, then now it is the respect for Ange's strength from the bottom of his heart: "Sir, that's a green date tree, and it tastes pretty good. , go and pick some green dates for your lord."
Orem kicked the spearman who was not paying attention, and then took out the magic crystal and the land registration certificate: "The magic crystal is useless. There is no charge for registration. Please take it back."
Ange only took the land registration certificate and didn't take back the magic crystal. He had too much of it: "Here you go."
Orem's little heart was pounding. He earned a magic crystal just by running a few errands? Is the magician too arrogant?
The spearman under his command came back with a large handful of green dates. Ange, who was used to equal prices, was about to pay again, but Orem stopped him: "Sir, that's enough. Thank you for the reward."
It wasn't that he wasn't greedy for money, it was Ange's generosity that frightened him. He never thought that one day, he would be frightened by someone else's reward.
"Oh." Ange just didn't know the equivalent price. He knew it if others thought it was worth it. Now he knew that a piece of wasteland and a handful of green dates were definitely not worth a magic crystal.
Ange returned to the center of the wasteland, and Orem stared blankly at the magic crystal in his hand, feeling a little confused.
Two of his spearmen walked up to him, bumped him with their elbows, then glanced at the magic crystal and signaled to him: We also have a share of the reward.
"Three golds per person, share when we go back." Orem put the magic crystal in his arms and said, and at the same time he made up his mind: The magician is too rich, I want to be the magician's follower!
Ange probably didn't expect that a magic crystal would inspire a high-level swordsman's desire to fight. When he returned to the wasteland, Ange let out a 'ouch'.
The little zombie ran out of the newly built house. The sun was getting stronger and stronger. It felt uncomfortable from the sun, so it hid inside.
When Ange called, it ran out in the sunshine, dug out a series of deep grooves with both hands, and after quickly digging, it ran back to the house like a gust of wind. , sticking out his tongue and gasping, looking like he was about to die from the sun.
The lich can't breathe, it's just for Ange to see, it wants to be lazy and not work.
Ange ignored it. Other undead creatures would have their souls damaged by being exposed to the sun, but little zombies and angel skeletons would not. They had a soul connection with Ange, and their soul energy could replenish their losses at any time. Exposure to the sun would make them healthier.
While the little zombie was digging, Ange peeled the green dates and took out the core.
When I took it out, I saw that the core shells were very hard, so I pinched them hard. The germination speed and germination rate of the cracked cores were much higher than those that were not cracked.
Cut the potato into pieces, keep more than one bud point in each piece, and plant a green jujube tree at a certain distance.
After all the sowing is completed, take out the saplings and hold them on your head.
The young sapling can't wait to wave its true leaves: hard - long - hard -.
Ange was about to step on his footprints to activate the halo, when a feeble and resigned voice from Nigris came from the distance: "What are you doing again..."
"Farming!" Angel responded confidently.
"Okay, okay." Nigris rubbed his head and came over with a headache: "But why do you want to plant it here?"
As soon as Nigris heard Ange's tone, he knew that he couldn't stop him. The vegetable-growing skeleton was able to obey orders and leave when he was in Keren Town, which was already considered a great honor to it.
But the problem is that this is really not a good place to grow vegetables. How about farming in the desert?
What's more, the dragon-slaying cavalry is about to arrive. No matter how much you plant, will it still be nothing by then?
There was a reason why Nigris asked this. He was preparing to use excuses such as 'This is not your place' to dissuade Ange. Unexpectedly, Ange took out a piece of paper and said: "This is mine."
"Pfft! Who made this thing for you?" Nigris wanted to vomit blood, but why did he even have the land certificate in the blink of an eye? Who else can stop Ange from planting his own land now?
As expected, Ange ignored it and stepped on his own footsteps.
The others followed, and the sand residents of the oasis who were shocked by the sudden appearance of four luxurious sandstone houses were once again shocked by the miraculous scene in front of them. The land that had been abandoned for several years due to the degradation of the water system was suddenly scrambling for space. Countless green buds sprouted, and jujube saplings sprouted from time to time.
Everyone couldn't help but rush over, looking at the green eyes and mumbling to themselves.
Ange quickly dug out the footprints, because someone had already entered the range of the halo and continued to activate the halo. These people would age faster.
The accelerated growth of green shoots and saplings suddenly stopped, but this was enough to shock everyone. They couldn't help but kneel outside the farmland and worship devoutly: "A miracle, this is a miracle, the Dragon God has come to the world! "
At first I thought Ange was fooling around, but when he heard the shouts of those humans, Nigris was immediately unconvinced: "What dragon god? Does your dragon god know how to grow vegetables?"
At this moment, a loud dragon roar came from the sky, and a huge golden figure came out of the clouds, as if a golden arrow shot straight to the ground.
Just when it was about to fall to the ground, the golden giant arrow suddenly twisted around and spread its wings at the same time. The extremely high falling speed instantly slowed down, and then like a fallen leaf, it fell in a circle, round and round, and finally fell. to the ground.
The moment her feet landed, the entire ground felt like it was falling.
Okay, now the sand people found their real target. They quickly turned around and kowtowed to the golden behemoth.
But that huge creature had no time to pay attention to the sand people. It stared directly at Nigris, its brows furrowed tightly, a little confused, a little hesitant, and a little unbelievable, and finally called out tentatively. Voice: "Uncle￥%#@?"
A super embarrassed expression appeared on Nigris' face: "Don't call me uncle, don't call me uncle, Xiao Niali, it's too embarrassing for you to call me uncle."
A shy expression appeared on Nellie's face, and she called out tentatively: "Dear?"
In an instant, everyone focused their attention on Nigris, and the fire of gossip was about to burst out from the eyes of Luther and Lightning!
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A few days away, in the temporary camp of the Dragon Slayer Knight, in the most luxurious and comfortable tent in the center, Tierres sat on a chair, using the comfortable and high-color light of the magic lamp, carefully reading the documents in his hand. Standard on it from time to time.
The desert wind and the atmospheric temperature at night opened the curtain of the tent, and a heavy-armored knight walked in, accompanied by a cold wind, but the two people in the tent didn't care. The heavy-armored knight even said: " It's too stuffy here, please open more windows so the air can flow."
"The wind is strong." Tierres responded without raising his head.
The heavily armored knight took off his helmet, revealing a rough face, and hung it up casually. The heavily armored knight walked to the table, picked up the water bottle, drank a gulp of water, and then reported: "It's still a short distance from the Oasis of Hope. During the four-day journey, we are not taking a trade route, so it is not easy to encounter caravans. Some of the ones we occasionally encounter have already been hijacked by sand bandits."
Tierres said without raising his head: "Isn't the so-called coercion just robbery? I have strictly forbidden the information to be revealed. I'm afraid these businessmen have been dealt with, right? This is the easiest way. Talk to me There’s no need to be so subtle, I know the consequences of every order.”
The heavily armored knight scratched his head, feeling embarrassed that he had been seen through: "This is your first time leading an army, so I'm afraid you won't get used to it. The army is a war machine, and it will be cruel if you act casually."
"Don't worry, I always need to go through these things before I can become a qualified commander. The Lord once said: Good people should not be in power... Forget it, are the equipment ready?" Tierres said Halfway through, the topic suddenly changed.
"Well, get ready. Let's replace all the scale-breaking arrows with the dwarf's special dragon crossbow. It can definitely shoot through the dragon's scales." The heavy armored knight vowed.
Tierres shook his head: "I'm not worried about shooting through the dragon's scales. What I'm worried about is actually finding the traces of the dragon, then restricting its movement, and getting its body after killing it. If I can't get its body, , let it fly away, fly to someone else's territory and die, then the title of Dragon Slayer will be given to others in vain."
"Oh~" the heavy armored knight suddenly said: "Is this why you must transfer our Flying Wing Knights here?"
Tierres smiled slightly: "Only your Flying Wing Knights in the world have the ability to fight in the air and catch up with and kill the dragon."
The heavily armored knight smiled bitterly: "You think too highly of us. Our aerial combat capabilities are nothing in the eyes of the dragon. We have no mobility at all."
"Normally this is the case, but our target is a ten-thousand-year-old dragon. According to classic records, this brass dragon is already ten thousand years old. I don't know if it can fly. Even if it can barely fly, I'm afraid it won't be able to fly." I can’t escape the pursuit of your Winged Knights,” Tierres said.
The heavily armored knight looked a little brighter, but he was still a little embarrassed.
"And what's even better is that the Brass Dragon is already extinct. Killing this one will not cause the dragon clan to retaliate. Those Bronze Dragons and Red Copper Dragons will only rejoice in their misfortune." Tierres said.
"Really? The brass dragon is extinct?" the heavy armored knight asked in surprise. If this is true, then there is nothing to worry about.
Tierres nodded affirmatively: "Yes, this is the news I bought from a dragon man at a high price. The dragon clan has informed all the dragon descendants of this news through blood resonance."
"Then I'm relieved. What about these sand thieves?" the heavy armored knight asked again.
"Of course we need to lure the giant dragon out. Let them attack the oasis first and lure the giant dragon out before you go up." Tierres said.
With careful planning, the heavily armored knight suddenly had some confidence in this operation, and couldn't help but become enthusiastic in his heart. Dragon Slayer, what a resounding name it is.
Three days later, the Sand Pirates and the Winged Knights began to distance themselves. The Sand Pirates sped up and prepared to attack the oasis and draw out the Brass Dragon. Before most of the Sand Pirates arrived, the forward sentry had already arrived. oasis.
Their attention was quickly attracted by a row of sandstone huts that were considered luxurious in the desert, and then by the rows of green crops next to the stone huts.
When marching in the desert, it was difficult to see a little green, so they couldn't help but turn their horses and attack the farmland, picking off the green leaves and gnawing on them.
"Bah, bah, bah, the leaves don't taste good. Dig it up and see what's in the ground?"
A bunch of sand bandits dug up the farmland like crazy.
Orem rushed to the lake in the center of the oasis. Nigris was whispering to a brass dragon. Ange squatted boredly on the side, poking a hole in the ground with his fingers from time to time and dropping a grass seed.
"My lord, Lord Ange, it's not good, there are sand thieves, there are sand thieves digging up your land!"
