The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 62 Plane Projection
Ange happily put away all the crops. This was the first large-scale harvest after he left the resting palace.

While collecting and summarizing, Ang found several problems. The first is that the soil is so compacted that it seems to have lost a lot of fertility.

Second, save water. In these three hours, he was actually watering all the time, but compared with the whole planting season, the water he watered was estimated to be less than one-fifth of the previous one.

It is estimated that the growth time is accelerated, the water is fully utilized, and the natural evaporation is small.

Third, the pollination is not good, the growth period is only three hours, and the flowering period may be less than 10 minutes. If pollination is used in the flowering period of less than 10 minutes, the success rate of pollination is frighteningly low, at least 20.00%. Not pollinated well.

Fourth, the grown grains have grown a lot. In the past, a grain of grain may have been only five or six millimeters, but now it is about twenty millimeters, four times as long, like small wooden sticks.

This also led to 20.00% of the cases of poor pollination, and the yield per mu tripled compared to before.

After all, the effect of the quick death halo is super good. The problem of soil compaction and loss of fertility can be solved by the rotation method. There are [-] mu of farmland in the farm, and [-] mu of farmland can be cultivated at a time, which can be cultivated nine times in rotation.

It's really not good, you can also rotate other crops, or fertilize, or not, and...

After quickly planting the three thousand acres of farmland in the Palace of Dormition, Ange took the seeds and buckets outside.

Outside the Tiankeng, in the endless wasteland, just after the wind of rest was blown, Ange couldn't wait to run out. The grain seeds in the bag were scattered and spread evenly under the disturbance of the wind tornado.

In the case of intensive cultivation, Ange will dig trenches and ridges, bury bone meal, plant ash, and cover soil.

But now, there is an endless flat wasteland in front of you. No one has cultivated it for more than 1000 years, and it is very fertile.

The accelerated growth time is short, no need to cover the soil, the roots can be deeply rooted, the poles can also stand stably, there is no wind during the day, and the crops will not fall.

In the air at the height of one person, Negris flew forward while holding a bag with his hind legs. The bag had a few small holes. As it flew, seeds leaked out of the bag and scattered seed paths.

"Why do I plant seeds for you? Can you respect me a little? I am the god of knowledge, not the god of planting." Negris complained while flying.

On the other side, the angel skeleton carried the bag and flew around quietly, without a single complaint. Occasionally, when Ange looked over, he patted the bag, indicating that he was working hard.

The little zombie was digging a hole, digging a huge hole, the handle of the hoe was removed, and the rest was put on the hands, and the hands were quickly digging on the ground, and a huge amount of soil was digged out from between the legs.

After sowing the seeds, Ange began to water. Since his purification technique was upgraded, other magics have also been improved.

Now he is using the first-level magic power to cast the purification technique, the cleansing technique, and the rain technique, which can achieve the third-level effect.

Regarding this question, Negris replied: "What's so strange, the proficiency is only improved, the magic power has reached the optimal combination when casting the spell, and it has achieved the greatest effect. All genius magicians can do this. ."

After speaking, it muttered angrily: "You just piled it up by numbers, bah."

The proficient version of the rain technique makes Ange's shower evolve into a water gun, which pours the ground thoroughly.

On the thoroughly wet ground, the seeds were either exposed to the ground, or half-covered by the soil. Then, Ange stepped on the ground where the seeds had been sown. In an instant, all life was accelerated.

Lightning hides far away. Among Ange's little friends, only it is still alive. As soon as he hears the quick death aura, he immediately hides as far as possible.

From its distance, a miraculous change can be seen more clearly.

Green sprouts emerged from a large area of ​​land, like a grassland. The sprouts became stronger and stronger, and the straws became more and more straight, adding a greenness to the gray world.

The unicorn itself is a creature close to nature. Lightning has been in this world for a long time, which is actually quite uncomfortable, so it usually hides in the sinkhole and secretly nibbles beet leaves with the tauren family.

This scene is like a miraculous change, and it has the greatest impact on it.

The whole growing process lasted for three hours, and Ange was too busy, especially when pollinating, other people couldn't help.

He rolled the pollen into the air with the aid of powder technique, and then left it alone, letting them fall freely, wherever they stuck.I saw a lot of powder scattered over the crops. Anyone who has a pollen allergy will definitely choke to death.

Despite this, Ang still felt that he was too busy. After all, the flowering period was too short. For the first time, he felt that his magic power could not be recovered. After all, he was now casting magic at a speed of three shots per second, just like a woodpecker. , Seeing that Negris couldn't help but look away: Can't watch, hit people.

The crops matured and turned yellow, and the stalks were bent heavily. Ange stopped the halo, and flew in the field dragging the scythe of death.

In the human world, goblin engineers have invented a harvesting machine, but it is too slow compared to Anger's method of cutting upside down with a sickle.

After cutting the crops, the sky has slowly turned dark, and it will soon be evening.

The straw was packed in bundles and dragged by lightning to the big pit dug by the little zombies.

The wind gradually picked up, and Ange had to collect all the crops into the pit before the wind of rest blew, otherwise the grains would turn into powder in one night.

When it was too late to thresh, Ange cut off the ears one by one, and fell into the pit to cover the bottom of the pit.

All the ears of grain were cut, and everyone jumped into the pit and lay directly on the ears of corn. The wind of rest finally blew and whistled past.

Negris pulled the ear of grain out of a pit, like a dragon lying on a heap of wealth, coiled it up comfortably, and sighed: "You really did it, and you can complete the planting and harvesting in one day. The boundless wilderness can be turned into fertile fertile fields, you have changed the world."

Ange tilted his head, and before he spoke, Lightning said disapprovingly: "What's the change? There are only two hundred acres of hard work in a day. It doesn't count as winter in a year. Is there winter here? It counts as three hundred days. , and only the [-] mu, the grain produced by the [-] mu of land, can change what?"

"In the human world, there are millions of acres and millions of acres of land, as well as various commercial crops, and wild flowers and trees are hundreds of millions of hectares. This world is too barren, there is no even wood, living It's very difficult, why don't you collectively wipe your neck and reincarnate into an undead creature." Lightning was as poisonous as ever.

With sufficient time in the Palace of the Rest, Ange can plant three hundred acres at a time, but in the wasteland, the time is tight and the task is heavy.

"Haha." Negris threw it a contemptuous look: "Anger grows two hundred acres a day by himself, but if other people cooperate to sow, water, and harvest, Anger is only responsible for the acceleration of the halo. How many acres to plant?"

Lightning opened his mouth and was speechless. Indeed, if someone cooperates, Ange can cast the halo at least three times a day, and the time will not be as fast as it is now. It can be accelerated by three or four hundred acres at a time, but it will be more than 1000 acres , nearly 30 mu a year.

"And don't you think the yield of these crops is very high? The yield per mu is at least three times that of ordinary crops, but you are right, the world is too barren, and no amount of food can change anything."

The lightning was astonishing, 30 mu, the output tripled, that is close to 100 million mu, many medium-sized duchies may not be able to produce so much grain.

And all this is just made by Ange himself, it is true to call it changing the world.

Lightning Mouth insisted: "It's impossible to plant so many, and the halo will not be consumed? It can't be turned on every day."

Negris really ignored this question, turned to Anger and asked, "Do you consume anything when you turn on the aura?"

"Two thousand soul flames." Ange responded.

It takes more than 2000 soul flames to activate the halo for three hours. This consumption is actually more than transferring the same weight of food from the resting palace, but don't forget that the transfer is only the shipping cost, while the halo is the production cost.

And Ang was very happy. The flame soul finally found a place to use it. Now, with more and more believers, he can receive one or two thousand soul flames every day, and he doesn't know how to use it in his hands.Even if you open the halo once a day, you can still make ends meet.

Only by consuming the beliefs of believers, energy can be continuously produced. This is really a lucrative business without capital. Lightning's poisonous mouth can't find where to cut it now, and hatefully bites the ear of grain under him. superior.

Just after chewing it, it was a little puzzled. After chewing a few more times, its eyes suddenly lit up and said in shock: "It's delicious, it's super delicious, it's super delicious cereal."

Three 'delicious' in a row made Negris also curious, but unfortunately it couldn't eat anything, so he could only ask: "How to eat it?"

"Fragrant, sweet, glutinous, it bursts when you bite, the grains are distinct, and it tastes better than Moon Valley, which is the best food for elves." Lightning was so excited that she wanted to take a bite, but the little zombie rushed over and pushed her head against it. click it.

The angel skeleton also rushed in front of it, spread out his hands and feet and scratched on the grain ears, staring at the lightning with an 'all mine' expression on his face.

"Ow!" Ange called out and called the two little guys back. Only lightning can eat in this pit. Ange will not be stingy with crops.

Lying on a pile of sweet ears of grain, you only need to open your mouth to eat all you want. Isn't this the life of your dreams?It would be better if the horns could grow.

Lightning thought incessantly, until she was awakened by a sudden urge: "No, I want to pee."

"No!" Negris was the first to roar, the pit was full of grain ears, but anyone who farted would not be able to ask for any food in the pit.

"But...but..., I can't hold back." Lightning grimaced, looked at the grain ears under him, and then looked up at the wind of rest whizzing by outside the pit. If it dared to climb out, it would definitely Will be blown into a zombie.

Ange climbed over and grabbed its feet, pulled it back, and dragged it directly into the Sabbath Palace, dug a hole in the empty space of the farm, and released it after pulling it.

"You weigh [-] pounds, right? You need Soul Flame to transfer in, and Soul Flame to transfer out. Your urine is too expensive, or you can cut it off." Negris sneered.

"You don't have to pull it, and you can't use it. Why don't you keep that thing? Do you want to cut it off?" Lightning pouted ironically, and no one is afraid of bickering.

Just as the two guys were arguing, An Ge suddenly sensed a voice: My lord An Ge... save me....

Ang was a little bewildered. This was the first time he had received this belief from a distance. Usually, when he was in the temple, when he received the soul flames of believers at close range, he could hear some voices, but now there are no believers around, nor Soul flame.

Following that voice, Ange probed his thoughts, and soon came to a consciousness, and immediately knew who was calling him, it turned out to be a goblin silver coin.

At this moment, the silver coin has just been twisted off by the black warrior, and will soon be recalled by soul-sucking.

The remaining consciousness sensed the arrival of Ange, and the silver coin said in a hurry: "Master Ange, I will believe in you with the piety of believing in money, with your will as the goal, spread your glory, and save me... "Before he finished speaking, a force began to pull his soul.

A mass of soul flames emerged from Silver Coin's consciousness, and was caught by An Ge in a daze.

To be honest, the silver coin is really called the wrong person. Ange is not a qualified god at all. He doesn't know what to do in this situation, but he still tries his best to do it, instinctively and that kind of pulling the silver coin The power of the soul scrambled, and at least half of the soul of the silver coin was snatched by him.

and then?Ang, who didn't know what to do, stared blankly at the corpse of the silver coin being thrown to the ground, and the black warriors disappeared and left. After thinking for a while, he felt that he should put the soul of the silver coin back to its original place.

So he stuffed it back, but only half of the soul left could not return to the place, what should I do?Make up for it.Anger subconsciously mobilized his soul energy, trying to repair the broken soul of the silver coin.

With this tone, Ange's head burst into flames, and a large amount of soul energy crossed the plane and was cast on the remnant soul of the silver coin.

It's just a fire of the soul. If it was normal, Anger would condense it out easily, but I didn't expect that the difficulty this time was beyond imagination. It took dozens of times of energy to barely repair the soul of the silver coin.

After putting it back in place, Ange couldn't hold it any longer, and consciously retracted into his body.

When I came back to my senses, I saw the concerned eyes of the little zombie, the angel skeleton and Negris: "What happened? Why did your soul energy suddenly overflow?"

Ange described the matter again, and saw a strange look on Negris' face: "You mean you just performed a plane projection? Or a plane projection at the call of the believers?"

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The two chapters are combined into one, everyone will discuss rationally. If there are loopholes in the discussion, I will quietly correct them. Don't quarrel, or I will persuade them. This way, there will be no "quiet" effect. Don't quarrel, don't quarrel.

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