This was the second farm boundary Ange had ever seen. It was about the same size and had almost the same plan. It made him feel like he was home, and he couldn't help but want to grow things.
He felt very sad when he saw that the tauren had ruined the farmland like this, with crops sparse and malnourished.
Years of cultivation lead to soil nutrient loss, compaction and degradation, and crop yields will only become lower and lower.
The tauren aunt gnawed a beet, and when she was full of energy, she couldn't help complaining: "We have no choice. This is a closed world. There are stones everywhere and nothing else. How can we survive?" It will be good to come down, thanks to the occasional fish swimming in the well, otherwise we would have starved to death."
Nigris checked the condition of the minotaurs and couldn't help but said sympathetically: "Yes, the conditions are too difficult, it will not be easy for you to survive."
Not only can they come back alive, but they can also maintain the number of the group. There were originally more than 200 tauren. After a thousand years, there are still more than 100 left. This is definitely a miracle.
"It's so hard. If I hadn't gone out to deceive them and get them food and fertilizer, they would have starved to death." The Lord of Terror, who was tightly tied with a life-saving rope, shouted unconvincingly.
The shout of the Lord of Terror made Nigris suddenly remember something: "Yes, when you collected the reward, in addition to the soul crystals, you also collected ten bags of grain. Is that grain just for them? Do you have So kind? What can ten bags of grain be enough for?"
The Lord of Terror said angrily: "Did I think so? Have you ever seen a bunch of cows howling around your monument every day, howling every day, taking turns to howl? They won't stop if you don't give them food. , this place is closed and empty, and when they howl, the whole world can hear it, and they also threaten me, saying that if I don’t give me food, they will poof on my stone monument.”
It is estimated that no demon king has ever had such a frustrating experience as the Lord of Terror. After the lava in the space was released, the heat of the entire space dropped. It lost the ability to use the earth's veins to regenerate, and could only nest in the earth monument. If the tauren really wants to poop on its monument, it has no choice at all.
A hungry tauren can do anything, but it cannot defeat two hundred tauren without strength. What can it do? You can only pay the grain to buy Qingjingluo.
"Ten bags of grain are not enough to do anything, but you can't give too much. If you give too much, they will get worse and have to wait for me to raise them. If you catch more fish and work hard to grow something, you won't starve to death. So every once in a while I Just give them ten bags of food as long as they want, so that they can not starve to death but don’t have the energy to mess around, that’s enough.”
The Lord of Terror said in a gloomy tone, his words full of a thorough understanding of cow nature, and he was worthy of being a demon playing with souls.
"I originally planned to get a method for making insect ash and let them fertilize and grow their own food. I could get rid of it, but I found that raising bugs was more expensive than raising cattle, so I gave up." The Lord of Terror sighed helplessly.
Nigris suddenly realized that it was because of this that he got involved with those exterminators.
No matter what, this sacred cow clan that was abandoned here was lucky enough to meet Ange before the whole clan died. They raised one or two hundred more tauren, which put no pressure on Ange at all.
What's more, the planting technology of the Divine Cow Clan is not bad. In this closed environment, it is already very good that things can still grow in the soil after a thousand years.
Ange did not plant anything immediately, but began to plow the land. He first went to bring back some solidified lava. The little angel picked up the Holy Earth Hammer and smashed them one by one, spreading them evenly on the ground.
Then he brought over the leftover fish bones that the tauren had eaten and smashed them into pieces. The fish bones were obviously left behind intentionally by the tauren, probably to fertilize the soil.
There was no plant ash, so Ange sprinkled some insect ash on it, and then sprinkled bird droppings on it. Then the little zombie quickly turned over the ground and mixed the proportionally adjusted fertilizer into the soil.
Farming is a broad and profound knowledge. For this knowledge, intelligent beings have developed systems such as druids, harvest goddesses, and the sacred cow clan.
How much fertilizer to apply, when to apply fertilizer, and when to top-dress fertilizer are all knowledge. Different crops have different needs for fertilizer and need to be adjusted accordingly. Everything is for the purpose of producing more food faster and better.
Although the tauren are a clan of sacred cows, they are trapped in such a closed place and naturally do not have the resources and conditions to delve into knowledge. As time goes by, the knowledge taught by their ancestors is gradually lost, and some of it is already out of date.
Originally they were laughing there with the mentality of watching a show, but when Ange started, they were soon speechless: This gentleman really knows how to farm, he is even more agile than our sacred cows...
They could still understand when plowing and burying fertilizers, but when it came to breeding and filling in the light, they couldn't understand. When the halo of quick death was stepped on, they were stunned and dumbfounded.
In just eight hours, dragon fruits as red as flames blossomed and matured, hanging on the succulent branches, slowly emitting fluctuations of the fire element.
"Hiss, did the dragon fruit really grow for you?" Nigris said in shock.
Dragon fruit, as the name suggests, is a fire elemental plant. It is fiery red, shaped like a flame, and shaped like an egg. People who don't know why think it is the egg of a fire dragon, so they call it dragon fruit.
In fact, even for fire-type red dragons, the eggs are calcium white. Red eggs must be deformed or hybridized.
But it was useless for the Dragon Clan to deny it. Only a handful of people had seen the Fire Dragon Egg. After shouting and screaming, the name was decided. It was an elemental plant with a powerful fire element.
If you are a fire magician, if you eat a small piece, you can replenish the fire element. If you eat one piece, you can increase the affinity of the element. If you keep eating, you can become the fire element itself.
A magician who has been supplemented by various elemental plants for a long time will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when practicing magic.
This is why powerful magicians are all made with money. It is difficult for poor people to practice magic. If they can't even afford elemental plants, they can't even touch other people's tails during practice.
This is the second elemental crop grown by Ange. The other one is elf beans, but elf beans can only fill the stomach, and the amount is very large. A few dozen elf beans are not only used to amuse cats. There is no other value.
Dragon fruit is different. A fire magician would definitely be willing to use one-third of his monthly salary to buy a dragon fruit every month.
Ange planted more than 2,000 acres of dragon fruit in one fell swoop. Because it is an elemental crop, it requires large intervals, so the yield per acre is only 60. However, over 2,000 acres of land, it also produced a full output of 120,000. pellets.
"You... this... pervert..." Nigris didn't know what to say. The dragon fruits that were usually auctioned one by one in the market suddenly appeared in front of him with a base of one hundred thousand. In addition to shouting 'pervert', it Don't know what to say.
"In the future, just growing dragon fruit will make you richer than... than the church." Luna muttered.
The Lord of Terror struggled to get his head out of the way of saving his life, and said: "Unfortunately, the flames of the earth have also been drained away, and we will no longer be able to grow crops with the element of fire."
"Huh? Is that so? Ange, growing dragon fruit requires consuming the fire element in the soil?" Negris asked.
Its planting knowledge needs to be updated by others. Ange is only planting the second elemental crop now. It naturally does not have this knowledge. Its former believers also do not have such high-end knowledge. They are not druids, so how can they understand the elements? crop.
"It's not the fire element, it's the essence of fire." The Lord of Terror interrupted it and complained: "That is the essence that produces the fire element in the earth's veins. Without the essence, this earth's veins will never produce the fire element again. I will never produce it again." There’s no way to go back.”
"Well, no wonder Ange never grows dragon fruit, but what are you thinking? Do you still want to go back? Dream on, if you don't know how to grow things, the little zombies will eat you later, but here we can't The soul that grows things has no right to exist." Negris threatened.
What a unique threat. If you can't grow things, you will be eaten? The Lord of Terror shivered.
It is true that Ange never grows elemental crops, because elemental crops consume elemental things. Some things are non-renewable and will be gone after they are consumed.
But this space is different. There is a large amount of fire element essence left in its earth pulses, but the lava has been emitted, producing the fire element. It cannot be accommodated here, and it cannot even reach the strength to rebirth the Lord of Terror. Yes, it would be a waste to keep it.
Rather than leaving things to waste, it’s better to plant crops that you can’t usually grow and make the most of everything.
After harvesting this crop, Ange shoveled out all the plants except one.
Dragon fruit also has the habit of producing seeds after it is ripe. When it matures to the harvest period, its fruit is the sweetest and has the most abundant elements. This is the most suitable time to harvest.
But the seeds inside are not developed well, and the plants grown are short and small, and their quality has deteriorated. They must be familiar with them. The nutrients and elements in the fruits are exhausted. The seeds obtained in this way are the best.
Of course, there are also some crops where the seeds are developed when they are at their sweetest, because they want to attract birds and animals to eat them, and then help them spread the seeds farther away.
After ripening the last dragon fruit, Ange walked to the farm's boundary marker.
The Lord of Terror, who had been quiet for a while, began to speak again: "Look, the three hundred soul crystals I exchanged from you were all consumed here. They have been used for thousands of years, and they are almost rotten. Fortunately, Douluo Ken’s creations can be repaired through soul energy.”
"Do you know Duroken?" Nigris asked in surprise.
"Of course, who doesn't know Duroken? I also know the God of Knowledge and Bone Locke." The Lord of Terror said.
Nigris said: "No, you just kept talking about the purple and gold skeleton. If you know Rock Bone, wouldn't you recognize that purple and gold skeleton?"
The Lord of Terror was stunned for a moment and said, "That purple-gold skeleton is not Bone Rock."
boom! Nigris' soul is about to explode. Isn't the purple-gold skeleton following the king a bone-hard Locke? So who is it? There are three purple and gold skeletons?
Harvey was upgraded after the king disappeared. In other words, in addition to Bone Rock, there was another mourning skeleton who was with the king back then?
"Ramo Ramo! Come here quickly." Nigris quickly called Ramo and other night watchmen. They are all souls who survived the era of kings, and they can definitely remember what happened back then.
But no matter who it is, no one remembers the existence of a second Lord of Mourning. There is only one Lord of Mourning under the King's throne.
Nigris's memory was modified, but have everyone's memories been modified? It's impossible. How can a king have such free time?
Moreover, the existence of the second Lord of Mourning is not something that needs to be concealed. The only possibility is: "You saw it wrong."
"Did I remember it wrong?" Seeing all the night watchmen unanimously denying the existence of the second purple-gold skeleton, the Lord of Terror couldn't help but hesitate. Could it be that he had really seen it wrong?
At this moment, powerful soul fluctuations came from Ange's direction.
Everyone turned around and saw that Ange was pressing his hands on the boundary monument, his body burning with soul flames, wrapping him like a burning man, and the strong soul energy poured into the boundary monument continuously.
Rumble... Rumble... The land on the farm trembled slightly, as if a small earthquake had occurred, and the sand was bouncing in the tremors.
"What's going on? Ange, did you break it? Stop first." Nigris said quickly.
The farm's boundary has been in disrepair for thousands of years, and with so much movement, it's likely to break down.
Ange responded: "No, try it."
When Ange said this, it understood that there must be more than two to compare. In addition to this, there is also a farm barrier in the Palace of Rest.
Ange was definitely not willing to test the one in the Palace of Rest, so he tried it with this one first and compared the results. If it couldn't be broken, he would definitely do something with the one inside.
Rumble...Rumble...
With the continuous influx of soul energy, the originally dilapidated boundary monument slowly 'grew'. Not only did it return to its original shape, it became brand new, but it also grew a little taller.
"Hey, has the farm expanded?" Nigris suddenly said after discovering something.
Everyone followed its gaze and looked into the distance, and indeed found that the scope of the farm was expanding.
Ange stopped the energy input, walked around the farm, and then said: "Thirty-six hundred acres."
He has the Ring of Scales, and the calculated figures are absolutely accurate. In other words, after the infusion of energy, the farm has expanded by a full 600 acres, an increase of 20%.
"Can the barrier be expanded? How much can it be expanded at most? If it can be expanded infinitely, doesn't it mean that you don't have to look for farmland everywhere, and the space inside alone is enough for you to plant?" Nigris was shocked.
Ange shook his head and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was a bang, like something broke, and a whistling sound sounded.
Looking up, I saw a fist-sized hole in the center of the majestic door in the distance, and fierce wind was pouring in violently.
The tauren shouted: "It's dark, the wind is blowing, hurry up and put on your clothes." Then they dispersed.
