No, it was grown from the original strain. Ange woke up after sleeping for half a year and found that the elf beans did not grow many buds, but the growth habits were clearly recorded, so he started to accelerate his life and forcefully took the elf beans. Accelerate to the first fertile period.
Now he has five hundred elf beans in his hand, but after these beans were produced, the main elf bean plant has withered. Although it is not completely dead, it is still dying. Before the reason is clear, there is no way to continue to accelerate to the third level. Two productive periods.
"Huh? After so much effort, you got five hundred fairy beans? And you still feed them to the cat?" Nigris was heartbroken.
cat? Ange tilted his head, the little angel tilted his head, the little zombie tilted his head, and the little sapling also tilted his head.
"Otherwise? Isn't this a cat? And it's still a greedy cat. Even if it is the evil god, it is still the evil god's greedy cat." Nigris pointed at the furry little paw in annoyance.
My little paws touched for a while, but couldn't find anything. I got a little anxious, so I turned my palms over, palms facing up, and kept flexing and extending the short toes.
"Don't feed it to the cats. It's too wasteful. Keep it for seeding. Even if it only yields 500 beans, if the number increases, maybe you can find a way to increase the yield?" Negris said.
Ange tilted his head and said doubtfully: "The elf said that beans cannot be planted, but seeds can."
Nigris sneered: "Don't listen to their nonsense. All the beans they sell are boiled. Of course they cannot be planted. The seeds are uncooked beans. Otherwise, how did the seeds come from? They are not grown on the elf bean plants." They are not like your No. 3 magic rice, which is specially bred to require the blessing of saplings to grow."
"Oh." Ange understood, turned his head and looked at the evil god's little paw, stretched out his hand and said, "Look."
I saw two small things spread out on the evil god's little paws, one was like a seed, and the other was like a bean.
It turned out that when it was talking to Ange, its little paws couldn't catch the beans, so they retracted them, and when they stretched out again, there were two more of these things in their hands.
"Uh, what does this mean? Change? Hey, can you hear me? Do you want to change?" Nigris was stunned and asked with his little paw, but there was no reaction from the paw. .
Ange took the thing on his little paw and put another fairy bean on it. The little paw pinched and then retracted with a swish.
Nigris took it over and took a look. One of them was indeed a seed, and the other looked like a bean, and even had a bean aroma.
Nigris felt that he had been cheated. The other party took an unknown object and an ordinary bean, and exchanged it for an elf bean?
"How did you find this guy?" Negris asked.
Ange pointed at the hand of the sculpture. It was a very ugly sculpture. The workmanship was not exquisite at all, and the shape was also very abstract. You could barely see that it was a person with his mouth wide open. His hands were palms up and held in front of his mouth.
Ange took an elf bean and placed it on the hand holding the sculpture. With a swish, the furry claw immediately stretched out, pressed on the elf bean, and hooked it away.
He stretched out his palm again, with his palm open, but there was no trace of the fairy beans on his claws.
Negris tentatively picked up a small stone and placed it on his paw.
He pinched it with his little paws and immediately threw it back in disgust, hitting Nigris in the face.
"Hey, you still dislike it?" Nigris changed it for a gold coin, but he still disliked it. He exchanged it for a magic crystal, but still disliked it. Finally, he plucked a scale on his body, but he still disliked it.
The little angel moved, pushed Nigris aside, and plucked a feather on his wing with his backhand.
The little paw immediately held it down with his backhand and swished it away.
The little angel raised his little head and looked at Nigris with a proud expression on his face.
Nigris was very angry on the spot. He pulled the scales just to give them a try. It didn't matter if he didn't want them, but what does it mean to treat them differently? My own dragon scales are no match for angel feathers, right?
"Come out, come out and explain it to me clearly." Nigris slapped his paw on the hand of the sculpture. Whoosh, his little paw stretched out like lightning and held down its paw.
Nigris was so frightened that he quickly retracted his paws to prevent himself from being hooked in. At the same time, he felt a little relieved that at least his claws could still be noticed.
The furry little paws pawed a few times, but couldn't find anything, so they retracted. When they stretched out again, there were two more beans in their hands.
"You'll give me two beans for one angel feather? You profiteer, do you know how expensive an angel feather is?!" Nigris scolded, but just after he finished speaking, he thought of a good way to make money: "Hey , yes, pluck all your feathers and sell them, and then let Ange treat you, unlimited output, oh, don’t slap your face, don’t peel off the scales..."
Although the little angel didn't understand what Nigris meant, it understood what he meant by "pulling all its feathers." With a squeak, it rushed over to Nigris with the little zombie, pressed down on Nigris, and beat him.
He was beaten in disgrace, and when he looked back, the three little cats gathered around the sculpture again, teasing the cats with fairy beans.
"Just play for a while, don't waste all the fairy beans. Also, how to deal with these things?" Nigris sighed helplessly, holding one seed and three beans that the evil god exchanged with his little paws and asked.
"Hey, are these new beans? I've never seen them before. Are they delicious?" Luther's voice came from behind. He stretched out a hand and picked up a bean in Nigris' hand.
Looking back, before he could stop him, Luther threw the beans into his mouth, chewed them twice, and instantly made a bitter look on his face: "It's so bitter."
Unfortunately, I chewed it up and couldn't spit it out. I could only swallow it and complained: "Master Naige, when did you pick up the broken beans? Why are they so unpalatable?"
Nigris didn't know what to say, so he asked cautiously: "Apart from the bad taste, do you feel anything else?"
"Other feelings? It's painful, it's so painful." Luther said with a grimace.
"What else?" Nigris asked.
Luther shook his head: "No more."
"Come on, wipe your nose, you have a nosebleed." Nigris pointed to his nose, and saw a stream of nosebleed slowly dripping from Luther's right nostril.
Luther wiped it, and when he saw that it was really blood, he said nonchalantly: "My nose is really running. Maybe I ate too much and got angry."
"I think you're not mad, you're just empty." Nigris complained.
Unexpectedly, a casual comment made Luther shy and scratch his head: "I can't help it, the sand people girl is too enthusiastic."
Lightning in the distance was chewing beetroot leisurely. Suddenly his ears perked up, and he tiptoed over with a beetroot in his mouth.
Nigris took a moment to react before he responded: "Zobada, Luther, are you in love?"
A horse head popped up: "Oh, so you are in love. No wonder you have disappeared recently. We are fighting to the death in the front, and you are in love in the back? Are you worthy of us?"
"No, no, absolutely not. Don't talk nonsense. You just didn't call me. I'm always ready to serve you, but you run out every day without calling me. Hey, it's a little hot. I'll take a shower first. ." Luther changed the subject and ran towards the river in the distance.
Not only was it hot, but it was also scorching. After swimming for more than half an hour, Luther felt that the temperature could not drop. Now he realized that he had a problem and ran to Ange: "Sir, something is wrong. My heart is beating a little fast."
Ange smashed two Cleansing Techniques on Luther's body, but there was no reaction. Instead, the nosebleed started flowing out again. Ange tried to smash another one on his face to stop the nosebleed, but was stopped by Nigris.
"The nosebleed may be due to high intracranial pressure. Don't stop the bleeding first and see what's going on. Your skin is a little hot and your heartbeat is fast. Could you be poisoned? Do you feel anything is wrong mentally?" Nag said. Rhys asked.
"I feel very excited." Luther said, "Are you poisoned? I didn't eat anything strange today, except for the bean just now. Lord Naige, what kind of bean was that?"
Nigris spread his hands: "I don't know what kind of beans they are, the evil god gave them to us."
"Oh, sir, you killed me, and you gave me whatever the evil god has to eat." Luther complained.
"Did I give you food? You grabbed it, you grabbed it, you grabbed it!!!!" Nigris roared angrily. If there was saliva, Luther would definitely be able to wash his face with water. .
His body was hot and hot, but it was not life-threatening, so Nigris refused to allow Ange to undergo interventional treatment and only gave him a plate of ice cubes.
Luther plunged in, and after the temperature dropped a little, he couldn't control his fighting spirit and threw a set of bastard punches randomly, and the heat was steaming from his body.
After repeating it several times, he complained that he was hungry, and Ange threw him two fairy beans.
As soon as one elf bean fell, Luther immediately felt that he was full of strength, and he randomly performed a set of tortoise punches. After repeating this several times, he ate the second elf bean.
For a normal person, one elf bean can meet the needs of a day. Even if Luther is a sword master, it is impossible for him to consume the energy of one elf bean for more than half an hour. Obviously, he is in a state of high-intensity consumption. .
He quickly asked someone to fry a plate of World Tree buds and pour a cup of sacred essence as water.
Eating and drinking these high-energy things, Luther was like a chicken blood, and he kept tossing until the evening. Finally, he used his air sword with his bare hands and fell to the ground: "I have broken through to the high level."
After looking at Luther lying on the ground, sleeping peacefully and drooling, and asking Ange to check that there was no irreversible damage, Nigris' eyes looked completely different when he looked at the one seed and two beans.
As expected of the evil god, this effect is so powerful, right? It can actually make a junior sword master advance to a high-level sword master on the spot?
There is a hurdle from a junior sword master to a high-level sword master, but some people cannot cross it in their lifetime.
However, Luther may not have this hurdle. He was able to break through to high levels when he was chewing beets. It is probably because of this that he broke through so smoothly.
Of course, it is estimated that the elf beans, World Tree buds and essence also helped a lot, otherwise the breakthrough would be too expensive, and he might die of energy failure halfway through.
But no matter what, it can make a junior sword master upgrade on the spot. This kind of beans is too powerful. It is worthy of being the outlet of the evil god. Now Nigris no longer dislikes the evil god for being stingy. A few elf beans can be exchanged for one such upgrade. Bean, I made a lot of money.
Huh? It seems that there are two upgrade beans, which are exchanged for one angel feather. Wow, how many upgrade beans can be exchanged for this pair of wings of the little angel?
Looking over inadvertently, the little angel seemed to be able to sense something, and his little face immediately wrinkled and looked over, fierce.
Nigris smiled awkwardly and gave up those irresponsible thoughts.
"Ange, try to get more of these upgraded beans. I don't know what kind of seeds they are. You can try to see if you can grow them. They are probably good things." Nigris said as he came to Ange's side.
"Oh." Ange picked up the seeds, reached out and stuffed them into the farm of the Palace of Rest, found a place and planted them, and also planted an upgraded bean.
"Ah, yes, if the upgrade beans are beans, they can also be seeds. Just plant them. If you can plant them, you don't have to trade them with the evil god." Nigris said.
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The evil god seemed to be attached to Ange. Every afternoon he would poke his claws out of the sculpture, but he couldn't touch anything. The whole little claw was hanging down weakly and he was unwilling to take it back for a long time.
Sometimes, Ange happened to be next to the sculpture, so he gave it a fairy bean. His little paws suddenly hardened with excitement. After taking it back, he immediately stretched it out and spread his little paws wide.
Basically, for five elf beans, it will return one upgrade bean. Even if you only asked for less than five elf beans the day before, and you ask for them again the next day, they will be calculated according to yesterday's total. It is fair and just, and no one is deceived. , no wonder Sanxiao can only play with it, this concept is too equivalent.
As for the unknown seed, the evil god never gave it to him again, and the beans were given one by one. This made Negris feel that the root of the seed was not given by the evil god, but when he took out the beans. Brought here conveniently.
The sound of flapping wings came from the distant sky, and the short and fat Fat Yalong landed in the distance. A figure flew up from above and flew in the direction of Ange. He landed early in the middle of the flight and walked over. .
As soon as he saw the fat dragon, Lightning immediately became excited. He leaned over and said hello: "Oh, isn't this the fat dragon? Long time no see. How have you been? Are you still being ridden?"
As soon as Fat Yalong heard the sound, he closed his eyes without moving, and hugged his head with his arms, unable to see or hear.
Lightning was immediately blinded and refused to listen or see, so its poisonous tongue attacks and face taunts would not be effective. You couldn't go over and pry open its eyes.
After a few sarcastic words, Fat Yalong didn't respond. Lightning could only turn around and leave in despair. Oh my god, this damn fat man has found a way to restrain it. It's not fun anymore.
Xia Mara walked towards Ange and began to salute from a distance: "Hello, Mr. Ange, hello, Mr. Naige."
Ange nodded, but Negris asked curiously: "What happened to that dragon? Have you tamed it? How did you tame it?"
"Just give it a beating. It is my pet now, Lord Ange. My little pet is itchy all over and its scales fall off. It said that every ten days, the people of the Silver Knights will feed it a medicine. It could relieve the symptoms, and I had a rough idea of what it was, but I didn't want to go to the church, and my inner voice told me that you could cure this disease."
Nigris looked at the fat dragon in surprise: "No way, the Church of Light used the trace of corrosion on the dragon?"
"Oh." After hearing the trace of corrosion, Ange knew how to treat it. He ran over and flew dozens of times around the fat dragon, constantly casting facial cleansing spells. After casting more than a thousand facial cleansing spells, he Fat Yalong is cured.
It sounds very simple, but this kind of second-level magic power and fourth-level facial cleansing technique can only be used by Ange more than a thousand times without breathing.
This was a silent shock. After casting a thousand facial cleansing spells and flying back as if nothing had happened, Xia Mara's tone was a bit respectful: "The voice in my heart also told me that the thing that robbed me of my divine power was , and now it has fallen into a windy plane."
"A plane with strong winds? A plane of wind elements?" Nigris asked.
"No, the wind there only blows at night." Shyamala said.
"Pfft...I know where it is."
ps: I was confused, I thought there would be three more chapters.
