Du Binqi walked in front. Although he tried his best to hide it, his face still showed an expression of disgust, especially when he saw those skeletons and zombies.
And the arrogance and disdain that appeared in him from time to time, the kind of inner superiority that city people see when they see a country bumpkin, made the great sage even more disgusted with it. He himself has rough hands and feet. What's so great about looking like an old farmer?
The Great Sage himself is a very easy-going undead. He personally drives and distributes relief food. He can chat with the town mayor, village chief and the tauren aunt. He is not arrogant at all, but what is his true identity?
The Great Sage of the Immortal Empire is the wisest soul below the king. Even Hard Bone Locke and Harvey will not be arrogant in front of the Great Sage.
However, thinking that the other party had brought high-yield grain seeds, the great sage felt that these problems could be tolerated, as long as the food problem could be solved.
The great sage never imagined that the one who came was not the Church of Light, but the Druid.
Like believers of light, druids are actually a profession that is naturally hostile to undead creatures. They control life and instinctively hate dead animals, so the great sage did not take them into consideration from the beginning.
But now the arrival of Du Binqi has opened up the great sage's thinking, making him instantly realize that Druid may be the best person to solve this problem.
What the Great Sage is facing now is the problem of food. As long as enough food can be produced, all problems will not be a problem.
Due to various reasons, the Sunken Land's grain output per mu is only more than 100 kilograms. If the grain output can be tripled, it will be enough to be self-sufficient.
And these druids claim to have brought grain seeds with a yield of thousands of kilograms per mu and a short growth cycle that can be matured and harvested in three months.
The yield of one thousand catties per mu is equivalent to a tenfold increase.
There is no need to multiply it ten times, three times is enough. If it can be quadrupled, then he will have surplus food on hand, and he can survive in the event of a disaster or the like.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it cannot be tripled, as long as it can be doubled, a lot of people will die less.
The group passed through the Holy Wall City and came to the east of the Central Mountain Range. The Great Sage pointed to the land in front and said:
"The west side is not very safe for the time being. You can cultivate farmland here. As long as it is open space, you can choose it. Even if you want my grave, I will move it to you immediately. As long as you can get it before the next eternal night." , grow enough food." The great sage said, patting his chest.
This kind of support is not insignificant, but Du Binqi curled his lips: "Besides, the soil here is not particularly fertile. If you can't grow a thousand catties per mu, it would be good if you can produce five or six hundred catties. Besides, Looking for more fertile land."
"No problem, no problem. Please, you can look for whatever you want. If you find the right one, I will have people clear the place immediately. Shadow, protect these distinguished guests. I have other things to do, so I can't accompany you all the time. Please forgive me. "The great sage said.
When the Great Sage talked about the shadows, several shadows emerged, saluted the Great Sage, and then their eyes flashed red, each staring at a Druid, and their figures slowly disappeared.
This is not protection, it is one-on-one guarding. With these shadow guards watching, the great sage dares to let them roam around the world boldly.
When the shadow guard appeared, the other druids were shocked. Only Du Binqi was not surprised. He didn't even look at the shadow. He took out a few beans from his arms and threw them on the ground. sprinkle.
"O spirit of life sleeping in the earth, please listen to my call and wake up." Du Binqi raised his left hand and chanted loudly. The air around him was quickly moistened, turning into rain and mist, falling and seeping into the air. in the ground.
Within a few minutes, the ground was soaked, and the newly sown seeds sprouted and grew visibly to the naked eye, quickly growing into a small tree.
After it grew into a sapling, Dubinqi stepped back and gave up his position. The druids under him quickly took over, and their hands released red and blue light, shining on the sapling.
Under the illumination of the light, the sapling grew rapidly, and soon it grew into a dwarf tree half as tall as a man, with a main trunk as thick as a waist.
The short tree suddenly moved. Its huge root system was pulled out of the ground, entangled into two short legs, and moved forward slowly.
Tree Shepherd, the druid's favorite helper.
The five tree shepherds were divided into five directions and moved forward slowly. Their feet stretched out tree beards from time to time and dug into the soil to analyze the condition of the soil.
From time to time, I would pick up plants in the soil, plant them with roots and soil, and collect local samples.
But once they enter the land of death, they can no longer collect plant samples, and they don't even want to dig their own roots into the soil.
After releasing the tree shepherd, Du Binqi's robe automatically swelled up without any wind, and the magic power pulsed on his body.
After more than ten seconds, Dubinqi suddenly turned his head backwards, his whole body changed, turned into an eagle, and soared into the sky - Transformation: Eagle.
The rest of the druids, whose strength was far inferior to him, had to wait for a minute before they could change their form. Dubinq could only wait until everyone had transformed, gathered five eagles, and then randomly found one. Fly in the direction.
One of the druids thought of something and couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Sir, should we wait for those shadow guards? I'm afraid that we may accidentally encounter other undead creatures.
Du Binqi responded without turning his head: "No, they are on you."
Following Du Binqi's words, the blurred face of a shadow guard slowly appeared in front of the druid: "Don't worry, distinguished guests, we will protect your safety."
Shortly after the druids flew away, a goblin and an undead returned to the Holy Wall City on bone horses. Before they entered the door, they saw the great sage walking back.
Ferick quickly called out: "Great Sage, Great Sage, I have found it, I have found it, and I have brought you high-yielding grain seeds that can yield thousands of kilograms per mu."
The great sage looked at Felic with a strange expression: "You also brought grain seeds with a yield of thousands of kilograms per acre?"
"Yeah?" Felic was stunned: "Has anyone else found high-yielding grain seeds?"
The Great Sage talked about the Druid. Before Ferick could say anything, the goblin who came with him shouted:
"Great Sage, please be careful of liars. They casually say that the yield per mu is a thousand catties. What evidence is there to prove it? He said about the Spring Breeze Cup Competition. What evidence is there to prove it? What if the yield per mu is only more than a hundred catties? ? Great Sage, this is a waste of a planting season, and millions of living creatures will have to suffer for another four months."
Hearing the goblin's sincere words, the great sage couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"
"President of the Yin Guang Chamber of Commerce, Goblin Yin Coin, I would like to pay homage to the Great Sage. I am taking the liberty to pay you a courtesy visit. I hope the Great Sage likes it." Yin Coin said enthusiastically and presented a box with both hands.
The great sage was a little confused, someone actually gave him a gift?
This was something that had never happened in thousands of years. He was an undead soul, with no body, and he had lived too long. He had no desire, and others didn't know what to give as gifts. As time went by, no one gave him any gifts at all.
The Great Sage is now curious, what will this goblin give him? Magic crystal? Soul crystal? still……
When I opened the box, I saw a piece of gray moss lying quietly inside.
Ferick's disappointed voice sounded from the side: "Moss..."
Ferick was actually quite curious as to what kind of gift the silver coins would give to the Great Sage. He was also an undead, so he knew a little bit about what could impress the undead, so he was curious for a long time along the way. He didn't expect it to be a piece of moss. This wasn't it. Insulting?
The great sage carefully picked up the moss and said:
"This is not moss, this is grave grass. I haven't seen grave grass in a long time. The climate, water and soil in the Sunken Land are not suitable for the growth of this kind of thing. Planting it around the grave can calm the mind and rest the soul. Exorcism, the resentful spirits are most afraid of this thing, with it, no resentful spirits will dare to harass you."
After hearing this, Ferick's eyes were about to shine, and he stared at the grass on the grave and the bada. He could not care about anything, but he could not care about the evil spirit, especially since he often wandered in the wild and was the easiest to be touched. I went to the Wraith Spirit and was noisy all day long.
It's easy to kill the resentful spirits, but it's hard to kill them all. After a while, one or two more appear from nowhere, shouting "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" all around. Very irritable.
The great sage showed a nostalgic look and said: "The most lush grass on the graves is in the garden in front of His Majesty's palace and in the Temple of the Immortal in the underground city. I haven't seen it for a long time. I am very happy about this gift. Like, how did you get it.”
Silver Coin said without changing his expression: "I received it when I purchased various new gadgets from the Human Mercenary Guild. It would be great if you like it."
Of course, they were not collected from the mercenary union. Ange picked them from the garden in front of the Palace of Rest.
The great sage didn't think it was picked from the Palace of Rest, so he just asked casually, then covered the box and stuffed it into his own body.
With the gift in mind, the great sage was much more pleased with the silver coins. He said in a friendly tone when facing his nephew: "Why do you think these druids are liars?"
"No, great sage, it's not that I think it is, but if they are liars, the consequences will be too serious. You will lose a planting season, and it is likely that hundreds of thousands more people will starve to death." Silver Coin said solemnly .
"Our food can last for a few more growing seasons," the great sage said.
"But can you guarantee that if they are liars, you will be able to solve the food problem before the food is used up?" Silver Coin asked.
The Great Sage frowned: "What do you mean? If you have something to say, just say it and don't beat around the bush."
Although the great sage's tone was a bit rude, Yin Coin was more relaxed, because under normal circumstances, being rude is an attitude towards those close to you, and it was obviously because his gift had an effect.
"Great Sage, you need multiple insurances, such as a chamber of commerce that can mobilize large amounts of food and deliver it remotely using teleportation arrays, and a trade union that also has high-yielding food seeds and is confident of growing food in the Sunken Land. Druid." Silver Coin said, patting his chest.
"Are you sure you can mobilize a large amount of grain and send it to the Land of Perdition?" The high-yielding grain druids and so on behind were ignored by the great sage.
How can there be such a coincidence? If you don't come, you won't come. Once you come, there will be two waves. The great sage only regarded these as silver coins to increase his bargaining chip.
"No problem. If we can't grow enough food, I will transfer it from the main plane." Yin Coin patted his chest and said.
The great sage was naturally very welcoming. Just as Yin Coin said, he needed a variety of insurances. However, he also knew that Yin Coin could not work in vain. He must have something to ask for, so he asked: "What do you want?"
Yin Coin was stunned: "Ah? Didn't you say the scepter of heaven?"
"Those druids come first. If they can really grow a thousand kilograms of food per acre, the scepter of heaven can only be given to them. You can choose something else." The great sage said.
"No, great sage, this is not fair. They can produce a thousand catties per mu. What if we can also produce a thousand catties per mu? What if we can produce a thousand and one catties per mu? Should the scepter of the Kingdom of Heaven be returned to them?" Yin Coin was not convinced. said.
"It's so easy to produce a thousand catties per mu. As long as you produce more than them, even if it's even half a catty more, the scepter of the Kingdom of Heaven will be yours."
"Great, it's a deal." Yin Coin breathed a sigh of relief and said excitedly.
At this moment, the great sage suddenly changed his expression: "No, the fight started, and you hit my guest?! How dare you not give me face in the Land of Sinking?!"
The Great Sage said angrily, and stamped his feet vigorously. The ground churned with death, and a six-horse undead chariot slowly emerged from the ground, carrying the Great Sage like a black line. Towards the end of the horizon, the speed is faster than flying.
Looking at the direction in which the great sage left, Yin Coin and Ferick looked at each other and asked, "Is this the direction we came from?"
"No, they started fighting with the adults!"
…
Ange, the druids like Du Binqi, and the Shadow Guards started fighting. Why did they start fighting?
Of course, they took a fancy to the piece of land that Ange had prepared. The farmland was plowed and fertilized. Even from a druid's perspective, it was extremely fertile.
Since the great sage said that he could pick any piece of land here, even if it was his tomb, he would move it immediately, so this piece of land would be the best.
Then the shadow guard appeared, fell in front of Horchuk, and said coldly: "We have expropriated your land."
They thought this land belonged to Horchuk, and no one would think that these cultivated lands were prepared by a skeleton.
Horchuk was confused. This farmland did not belong to him. So he quickly found Ange and repeated the words of the shadow guard.
"Robbing my field?!" Ange's head suddenly burst into flames, and he slashed at it with the Death Scythe.
The shadow guards were also a little confused. How dare this skeleton refuse to obey the great sage's request?
All the shadow guards appeared and surrounded Ange. The little angel rushed over, the little zombie rushed over, Nigris rushed over, and the big cat rushed over.
Dagu also rushed over with his teeth and claws bared: "No, hit, they are the guards of the Great Sage."
Is it 'don't' or 'fight'? Da Gu’s words leave everyone at a loss.
