Stepping on the dry and cracked ground, Ange relied on experience and instantly grasped the properties of this land, which was barren, arid, and full of sand and gravel.
Turning around and looking in the direction of the light, not far away is the entrance of the cave. The light shines diagonally through the entrance. From the angle and size of the entrance, it can be inferred that there will not be sufficient lighting time every day.
The nearby water vapor is thin and the air is turbid, which means that the air is not circulating. Such land is generally rarely cultivated into farmland, and crop yields will not be high.
But Ange doesn't care anymore. He hasn't planted anything for a long time, and the spirit of planting can no longer be restrained.
Oh, those elf beans are taken care of in the Holy Heaven, and all kinds of crops are thriving in the farm of the Palace of Rest. The cultivated area is much larger than the one thousand years he spent in the Palace of Rest.
But after cultivating the paddy fields on the edge of Zhuilong Lake and on the island in the middle of the lake, Ange no longer liked the small scenes. He was asked to plant these two areas, and he finished them without even warming up.
"Ouch!" Ange turned around and shouted to the little angel.
The little angel quickly ran over holding the Holy Earth Hammer and smashed it with a rumble.
With the Sacred Earth Hammer, he was even unfamiliar with the art of loosening soil.
"Ouch!" Ange turned around and shouted to the little zombie.
The little zombie raised his hands, formed a hoe, and quickly dug out a ditch on the ground. The soil in the ditch was accurately turned over to form two ridges on both sides.
After unremitting training, the little zombie has grown into an excellent trench digger. He can dig wherever he wants and as deep as he wants.
"Ouch!" Ange shouted to Negris.
Negris had no choice but to fly to Ange's side dejectedly, and was put on a basket. There was a small turntable under the basket, which led to a rope, which was pulled by Nigris' short claws.
Every time it is pulled, the turntable rotates once, and then the seeds inside fall out one by one. As long as they fly along the furrows, the seeds will fall to the ground at certain intervals.
"Huh? Master Naige, have the sowing tools been upgraded?" Luther ran over and watched curiously.
He had seen Ange and others sow seeds before, either carrying a cloth bag and poking a hole in the bottom, letting the seeds drop as they pleased, or relying on Ange to use magic to sow the seeds one by one.
But now Ange also had a mission and couldn't spare any time. After Nigris sowed the seeds, he followed behind, using his hands like two showerheads to water the ground thoroughly.
After watering, Ange stepped on a footprint.
The whole process was so smooth that Serena was stunned. She didn't even need a water source? Direct magic to condense water? God, is he crazy?
Can it actually accelerate growth? According to the blind swordsman, it only takes three hours to mature and harvest?
Originally, Serena was dubious about the God of Immortality and the God of Knowledge, but now she believes that he is a 'god', the God of Planting!
Ange enthusiastically rolled out phosphate from the Palace of Rest and spread it evenly between the soil ridges using pollination techniques to improve the nutrition of the land.
I watered it twice more during the process, and after flowers appeared, the pollination process started.
After one set, three hours later, Serena saw a piece of ripe grain, hanging heavily.
Serena walked to the edge of the field absentmindedly, staring blankly at the harvest crops, with an extremely complicated expression on her face: "If we could grow food so quickly, so many people would not starve to death, and my brother would also die. I disappeared without having to search for food, and I still don’t know if I’m alive or dead. My parents..."
Serena couldn't speak anymore and started sobbing choked up.
A strong hand pressed on her shoulder, squeezing gently, as if conveying strength to her.
Serena couldn't bear it any longer, so she cried loudly, grabbed the hand and threw it over her shoulder.
Luther was unprepared and was thrown away all of a sudden, spinning and lying on his back on the ground.
Serena cried a few times, but soon calmed down. She walked over to Luther, who was still unconscious on the ground, and pulled him up: "Thank you, I'll feel better after beating you."
"I, you, this... what state are you in? Are you moving so fast? Are you so strong?" Luther has broken through the high-level sword master. Even if he is unprepared, he will not be thrown away by ordinary people, but Serena's body There was no reaction of any force, and no fighting spirit or magic power.
"I don't know. Anyway, after selling my soul to the big cat, my strength became extremely strong." Serena bent her elbows and showed off her biceps, which were actually quite strong.
Negris interjected: "The magician is similar to the holy priest possessed by the Holy Spirit, but the dimensional beast is born with great strength and speed, and these characteristics are reflected in her."
Luther looked at Serena's arm, salivating. He couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it. He praised: "That means you haven't practiced fighting qi before? The bones are exquisite and the fascia is stretched. Anyone who has never practiced has such qualities. If If you have been trained strictly since childhood and eat more beet meat, eggs and milk, wouldn’t that mean you will take off?”
Serena clenched her fists and said to the guy whose hot breath was on her arms: "If you come so close again, I will let you take off."
Whoosh, a figure holding a sickle upside down flew past them, and the crops on the ground fell down neatly.
After harvesting the crops, threshing them, then wiping off the moisture from the remaining straw, burning it into ashes, and spreading it back to the farmland, repeating the steps from three hours ago.
Serena's emotions have calmed down, and she couldn't help but say: "Do you still want to plant? If you want to plant, then I will go back first. When the big cat pulled me over, I was still taking a bath, and it was sticky. of."
Nigris said: "Wait a moment, he will leave after sowing the seeds. There is no light at the entrance of the hole, and he will not be able to plant any seeds even if he wants to."
After waiting for a while, Ange finished sowing the seeds, watered them thoroughly, and then led the team out of the cave.
After leaving the cave, I found that the cave entrance was halfway up the mountain. On both sides were mountains that stretched endlessly, like a wall. Below the mountains was an endless plain, desolate and silent, and there seemed to be a layer of black on the ground. Ash spreads to the end of the earth.
"Is that... Xi soil?" Negris looked at the plain below and said suddenly uncontrollably.
Serena turned back and said: "Soil? No, it is dead ashes, the ashes of death. If there are too many undead creatures in a certain area, such dead ashes will grow on the ground."
"Isn't it just the living soil? There are so many? How many undead creatures are there?" Nigris said.
Serena shook her head: "I don't know then. Anyway, when it comes to eternal night, half of the Sunken Land is full of undead creatures, densely packed like a market. By the way, we live at the foot of the mountain where there are no dead creatures. place."
Following Serena's direction, Negris saw the gap between the Land of Death and the mountains. It seemed narrow when viewed from the mountains, but it was actually a very wide land. There was indeed a city there that didn't even have a wall. towns.
"What? You live there? Aren't you afraid of the undead? Without cover, a wave of skeleton zombies can bulldoze you." Nigris was surprised.
Serena asked in surprise: "Why are we afraid of the undead? They don't collect taxes, and occasionally give us food relief, saying they are afraid that we will starve and lose weight. They only need us to give our bodies to them after we die, and we will You can live peacefully on this land, so there is nothing to be afraid of. The church moths are the only ones to be feared. Refugees who escaped from the other side of the mountains said that the church has already taxed the people until a hundred years later."
ps: I’m a little sleepy and can’t write, so I’m going to bed first. There seem to be a lot of girls. I recommend a girl’s video called “Farming Steel Girls” to relieve everyone’s boredom. Link to see what the author has to say
