How could Galadel imagine that there is a kind of crop in the world that requires the blessing of a sapling to sprout, and of course it cannot be grown.
"What should I do? If the seed dies, the God of Life will be very angry." Galadel was about to cry.
Now that their relationship with Ange has become what it is now, the responsibility lies entirely with the elves, and it is the kind of repayment of kindness with hatred.
At that time, they saw that the God of Life had lost all its leaves, and they were anxious and angry for a while, but two months later, the facts proved that Lord Naige was not lying.
The tree of life is indeed not dead. When the skin is peeled off, the branches are tender green and in better condition than ever before. Even the diseased branches and the gray spots on the skin are weakening or even disappearing.
Lord Ange is really saving the God of Life.
But now, the elves not only scared the God of Life's savior into running away, but also killed the new crops they cultivated. After the God of Life wakes up, no one knows how angry he will be.
If it is an ordinary crop, forget it, the worst case scenario is compensation, ten times the compensation. The elves are rich and don’t really care about money.
But the problem is, these things cannot be compensated. Saltwater magic rice is an unprecedented high-yielding crop grown in saline-alkali land. If it dies, it will not only be a loss for Ange, but also a loss for all living species.
Although there are no detailed statistics, the saline-alkali land in the entire plane accounts for at least 20% of the available arable land. In other words, if it is all cultivated, the available arable land in the entire plane will increase by at least 20%. .
That's the entire plane. If it increases by 20%, it can feed hundreds of millions more people. This is a very scary number.
However, that is only the salt-alkali land, not counting the wetlands and shoals on the seaside. If it becomes popular, this will definitely be an artifact that can change the situation of the entire continent.
Okay, now this kind of magical weapon is about to be planted to death by her.
If nothing else, just the guilt of being a druid and planting a new species to death could make her cry.
Gaillard's expression became solemn. Galadel had repeatedly told her about the importance of the saltwater magic rice. If it really died, there would be no use compensating her.
"What now?" Gaillard asked.
"Find Lord Ange and apologize to him."
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The elves began to search for Ange all over the world, and Ange, who was being searched by them, was squatting on the stone platform at the moment, watching the humans below processing rice. Then he realized that humans even have so many tricks for processing rice. .
Needless to say, mortar and pestle pounding, etc., can also be used for grinding. This is to put rice between two flat stone slabs, press the upper stone slab hard, and slide it hard.
There are also things like rolling and knocking, which are not very efficient, but there are so many people. After a lot of work, I got a batch of shelled rice.
Everyone put the rice into the bucket and began to look at Ange eagerly. Now they didn't think the skeleton was scary at all, they just thought it was very kind and kind, and even a little handsome. After all, anyone who can take out a large bucket of clean water and rice when thirsty and hungry will become handsome.
Unfortunately, without a pot, cooking the rice became another challenge.
Ange didn't find it difficult. He poured water into the bucket until the water was about one palm high, and then activated the fire element. Soon, the water in the bucket began to boil.
Nigris leaned over and said, "Be careful not to set the barrel on fire."
After taking out the three Brandos, Ange also 'summoned' the others.
Everyone thought it was a summons, including Brando. They didn't think it was Ange's hand penetrating the space and pulling them out from another dimension. The difficulty of the two was completely different.
Seeing this pile of complex ingredients, including dragons, horses, cats, and saints, Brando was no longer surprised. He didn't even want to ask. If any villagers had doubts, he would immediately go over and warn them, so Everyone is not surprised by this combination.
Of course Ange would not light the bucket on fire. He controlled all the fire elements inside the bucket. There was only water and rice. After the fire element was activated, the heat quickly transferred to the water. As long as the water did not burn dry, the barrel would It won't burn.
The heat makes the water boil and heats the rice in it. Soon, the rice in the bucket turns into porridge, with a sizzling aroma.
Everyone couldn't help but gathered around, looking eagerly at the porridge in the bucket and swallowing their saliva.
"It's so sticky that it won't sink to the bottom even if you put a spoon on it. It's too thick. I've never eaten such thick porridge during the Holy Light Festival. Can it be eaten?"
"Yes, yes, how can you eat such thick porridge? This porridge can only be eaten by the noble men in Shengbi City. It's up to me to cook it, but I can't bear to put so much rice."
Some women's eyes were shining, and they were whispering. In this barren plane, many people have never seen pure grain steamed food in their lives. Whether it is porridge, rice or bread, they all add a lot of food that can be eaten in the stomach. thing.
For example, wild vegetables, bark, moss, mushrooms, and even white mud can turn the food that can be eaten for one meal into two or three meals. No one cares about the taste, as long as it can fill the stomach.
If it is not mixed together, once the grain is eaten, other things will not be eaten at all.
They wouldn't even be willing to cook the porridge Ange cooked like this even on the grandest festival.
The only thing you can eat is the holy wafers distributed free of charge by monks, priests and saintly women in the Cathedral of the Holy Wall City during the Holy Light Festival. It is the most delicious food that most people can eat in their lives.
If Ange can share this bucket of porridge with them, then the best food in these people's minds may have to be replaced by this bucket of porridge.
But as the porridge boiled, Ange did not stop and continued to cook. A large amount of water vapor disappeared, and the porridge in the bucket became less and less.
In this situation, many people couldn't help but feel confused: "Still cooking? Will it be dry if you cook it again?"
"Uh, Lord Holy Skull, are you trying to cook the legendary rice?"
"Rice? The legendary kind of rice that won't fall over even if you put a spoon in it. It's made entirely of grains and you won't be hungry for days after just a few mouthfuls of it?"
The topic of rice was brought up instantly. Everyone endured their hunger and happily chatted about the legend about 'rice' that had been exaggerated many times.
Their words reached Nigris's ears, and he felt both funny and pitiful in his heart. Even the daily food in the main plane can be deified. The ordinary life of these low-level residents in the sunken land can be imagined.
He couldn't help but think of the big-necked children in the slums, and Nigris said: "Add some salt, otherwise it won't taste good. You also have little fat lamb marinated meat there. Cut a few more slices of marinated meat."
Even Brando couldn't bear it anymore. He came over and asked softly: "Sir, did you just say salt?"
"Yes, Salt, what's wrong?" Nigris asked in confusion.
Zhuilong Lake is a saltwater lake. There are natural salt precipitation areas in many places around the lake. If you need salt, you can dig it there. Ange dug a few bags and put them in the space.
In fact, in the slums, Negris wanted to give the salt to the little girl, but he was afraid that she would be robbed, so he did not take it out.
Brando was moved and said: "It's so precious. The salt we have here is almost worth more than gold."
Soon, the rice was cooked, and the rice with just the right amount of salt and cured meat was fragrant. Many people were so greedy that their mouths were watering.
There was no bowl, so Ange made rice balls, and each person held them one by one and gnawed them. Many people shed tears of happiness, and Ange also harvested a large amount of pure soul flames.
With this bucket of rice, these humans' favorability towards Ange skyrocketed, and they began to call Ange Lord Holy Skull.
After everyone had eaten and drank enough, Brando and others began to escort the villagers down the mountain, and Serena warmly invited these people to settle in Qiaotou Town.
In the Sunken Land, villages with too few people cannot survive. After the eternal night, the first to disappear will always be the kind of villages with few humans.
Not long after leaving the cave, I saw Big Bone walking by in boredom, looking eagerly in the direction of the cave.
Nigris flew over and asked curiously: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Is it you?" Da Gu recognized it at a glance. This was the consciousness that had previously attached to Ange.
"It's easier, what about you? Why are you afraid of humans?" Nigris asked in confusion.
Dagu said frustratedly: "It's too brittle, it will fall off, and I can't put it back up."
Nigris looked shocked: "Are you saying that human arms and heads can't be put back on after they've fallen off, so you're afraid of damaging them?"
Big Bone nodded.
"You are really a kind skeleton. Then go farther away. It is best not to follow us." Nigris tried to persuade it to leave.
"No, you are cruel to me." Big Bone bit this point to death.
But seeing the humans coming, Big Bone ran away again.
This was regarded as provoking a troublemaker, so Da Gu followed him from a distance, never getting close to humans, but he also refused to leave.
Nigris had no choice but to hope that the stupid skeleton would get bored and leave on its own.
It's a pity that this hope didn't come true. When I turned around, the little zombie and the little angel disappeared. When I turned back. The two little ones ran up to the big bone at some point and growled at it without knowing what they were saying.
Nigris's whole heart was in suspense. Forget about the little zombie, the little angel was now a real angel. He also had the pure power of the Holy Light. He was naturally unable to deal with the undead. Don't fight. Woke up.
He flapped his wings and wanted to rush over, but as soon as Dagu spread his hands, the little angel jumped hard onto its palm, then jumped onto its shoulders and sat down.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch? I don't understand. My name is Dagu. What's your name?"
"Ouch!"
"Your name is 'Ao'? Hello, hello, my name is Da Gu."
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
It was obviously a chicken talking to a duck, but it was amazing that the three guys were able to chat together. In the end, even the little zombies sat on Big Bone's shoulders, and Big Bone carried the two of them and flew around the place.
"Is this okay? Can I make friends this way?" Nigris was confused.
After confirming that they would not fight, Nigris felt relieved and flew towards Ange's position. While flying, the communication domino hanging around its neck suddenly rang.
"Ladies and gentlemen, zombies and bones, hello everyone, after more than three hundred years of companionship, it's time to say goodbye to everyone. The mission of the frontline relay station is officially completed. We broke the evil human defense line and captured the entire The place of perdition opens the way home, the palace of rest, here we come.”
After a passionate speech, the voice turned out to be the guy who called Ange crazy.
The communication domino was silent for a while, and then a weak voice sounded: "This is the No. 3 relay tower. Don't you know that after seizing the Sunken Land, we have to break into the main plane before we can return to the Abyss of Rest? , but also to see if the world transfer station is broken. If it is not broken, can we send the request and wait until the Palace of Rest responds before we can enter the Palace of Rest?"
"Ah?! Are there still so many tests? Oh my god, how long do I have to wait to go back?" The guy who scolded Ange for being crazy sounded as if he was about to cry.
"How long will it take? There are planar barriers in the main plane, which are much harder to fight than in the Sunken Land. We fought here for more than a thousand years, and it may take three thousand years to fight in the main plane. Who knows?" A weak voice responded. .
"Three thousand years!? I will be suffocated to death! I don't want it, I won't do it anymore."
"If you don't want to do it, don't do it. Just tell the Great Sage and someone will come to replace you later."
"Can I resign?" The guy who called Ange crazy was completely confused.
"Of course, there's nothing wrong with it, just say it."
"But the guy who arranged for me to come here told me: Do you want to quit? You can quit when you die."
"Then are you still alive now?"
"I……"
"Hey, hey, what are you? Hello? Hello? You ran away?" The weak voice called again and again, but the guy who scolded Ange for being crazy didn't respond.
"It's so fast. It's such a good benefit to the relay tower, but there are still people who don't want to do it. It's really a waste. The land near the relay tower belongs to you. If you feel bored, you can raise some pets or take in some humans. Reclaim the land, plant things, and build a town. It will be lively and boring, really. By the way, buy salt. If anyone has salt, please contact me, No. 3 Relay Tower."
When the communication domino mentioned 'cultivating the land to grow things', Nigris felt a figure in front of him, and he made a sound in his heart, secretly thinking something was wrong.
Sure enough, when he raised his head, he saw Ange standing in front of him, with the soul flames in his eyes about to burst out, staring at the communication domino.
Nigris said bravely: "I... let's go back to the main plane and plant again, okay? The land will be richer."
Ange shook his head: "There are elves."
Nigris said bravely: "How about we go back to the Abyss of Rest and plant again? There are no elves there."
Ange shook his head: "The ground is not fertile."
"But it's too dangerous here. Who knows if Harvey will find us and burn your fields?" Nigris tried his best to persuade, "The Land of Sinking, what kind of place is this?"
In the plane that had just been unified by the undead, there was still a Lord of Death squatting. It was very dangerous. It didn't expect Ange to have the idea of farming here.
But then I thought about it. After being driven away from the main plane by the elves, Ange had indeed not cultivated the land for a long time, and there was no other place with a better soil environment than here. Realizing these points, Negris I know I'm in trouble, the purple and gold skeleton may not be able to stop Ange's soul...
Sure enough, Ange's head burst out with blazing soul fire, and he said in a very dangerous tone: "Dare you burn my field?"
Da Gu, who was playing with the little angel and little zombie, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and subconsciously turned his head to look over.
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