The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 85 One Money Earns Two (Two in One)

Of course, Negris just said that if it dared to chew the sapling, Ange could hang it up, and then let the angel skeleton give it a holy light to shine.

Next came the negotiation session, but the elf queen revealed a bolt from the blue: "Someone has sold us a seedling of a world tree, and he has won the friendship of the elf. Yours is the second tree, so..."

Although the latter words were omitted, Negris still understood the meaning of the other party, didn't he just want to lower the price, who sold the elf world tree seedlings?Negris had a bad feeling.

"Who sold us the seedlings? I'm sorry, I can't reveal my friend's information," Gaillard said.

"You can tell me the race of the other party." Negris said.

After learning that the other party was a goblin, Negris roared in his heart: Goblin!Goblin!Sure enough, it was the goblin, the damn silver coin, was preempted by him!Isn't he afraid of being caught and then searching his memory to expose us?
No, no, he has a soul connection with Anger and can ask Anger to protect his soul at any time.

Good guy, worthy of being a goblin profiteer, all aspects have been considered, he deserves to grab the top spot, and Negris has to be convinced.

The first order was snatched away, so the price would not be high. Negris asked tentatively, "What price are you willing to pay for the second World Sapling?"

……

When Negris was negotiating with the elf queen, Ange went into the resting palace by himself, ploughing the fields on the farm, one hand floating in the air, very magical.

For him, the elf queen, the world tree, the friendship of the elf, the believer, and the soul flame are all insignificant. The tree can be planted, planted, and eaten.

His life is no different from that in the Sabbath Palace, sowing, watering, fertilizing, pollinating, and harvesting.The quick death aura just speeds up the whole process.

Even without the halo, there seems to be nothing wrong with the 'normal' species.

If a bard writes a biography for him, it is estimated that he can only write: farming, persuading, farming, persuading, fighting small zombies, farming, persuading, farming..., a hard-working poet.

Each seed is precisely sown in the corresponding position, flat and straight, even in the farmland without ridges, a straight line can be seen, just as accurate as when he harvested it.

After the seeds were sown, Ange moved his hand to the edge of the field, performed pollination, rolled up the soil from the ground and sprinkled it into the field, soon covered with a thin layer, and then watered.

A whole set of processes flows smoothly and is full of a sense of smoothness that is precise to the extreme.

This field is already full, one hand floats and moves to another field, the crops planted there have sprouted, the small tender tips have pierced the soil, and the small green dots cover the surrounding fields, neat and tidy. They look good again, time to water them.

Fluttering, Ange suddenly stopped and tilted his head, as if he heard something.

After thinking for a while, Ange's mind entered the palace of rest, and his own phantom appeared in it.

The farm was still so quiet, and the wind was still so gentle, no different from the previous 1000 years. But when he listened carefully, Ange seemed to hear something.

force--.

Hard--long--.

Hard - long - long -.

卟！
There was a sound as if something was squeezed, and Ange looked at it without feeling, and found that there was a bud that just squeezed out the first pair of leaves.

An Ge floated over to take a look and found that it turned out to be the World Tree.

At the beginning, in order to test the most suitable environment for the growth of World Trees, An Ge threw one of them into the Palace of Rest, and found that it was sluggish the next day. , it actually sent out the opposite leaf?

Could those 'sounds' just now come from this little sapling?

Those are not actually sounds, but a weak message, like the wailing of a resentful spirit, which is an unconscious message, but it is the first time that it can be felt so clearly.

Anger squatted down and hugged his knees to observe.

Dry--.

It was indeed the message from the sapling. Anger felt that it was saying that the ground was too dry. Because of observing it, Anger forgot to water it.

First watered it with a wave of water, and Ange began to water the crops around him. No matter how curious he was, vegetables must be planted, right?

Hard - long - hard - long.

After watering, the message from the little sapling became clearer and clearer. After 'hardening' there for a long time, there was no change at all, but when I turned around, I saw that the saplings that had just been watered had grown a whole lot taller. knot, revealing the first pair of leaves.

Ange tilted his head, as if he understood that the so-called force of the sapling is to make the nearby crops 'force', and the humidity under its feet is wetter than that of the nearby land, and it did not absorb the water just poured. So its 'dry', not its own, but other crops' 'dry'.

So, this tree probably doesn't need water, it doesn't need nutrients, and the 'growth' of other crops is its nutrients.

The same is true for the world tree outside, but this tree can send out some information, which makes Anger more certain. It seems that this tree cannot be planted by ordinary planting methods.

Force-long, force-long, force-long-, not long….

Just when Ang was thinking, the message from the little sapling became stronger and stronger, which woke him up. In addition to the 'long' message, there was also a trace of loss in it.

where is not long?The surrounding plants are thriving and their vitality is very strong, which is indeed much better than when the sapling was not present.

Ange looked around, and finally found that the only one that was not growing was himself, and the loss of the little sapling seemed to be directed at him.

Ange tilted his head and thought of an idea. He turned his back, removed his right hand, held it with his left hand and stretched it out slowly.

Long-long-long-!The little sapling really sent out a very warm message.

Fool!Anger stamped it in his heart.

Find a flower pot, dig out the sapling and transplant it into the flower pot. Since it does not need water and soil, planting it requires another method.

Take the sapling to the center of the area, place it on the ground, and place a footprint next to it.

Countless crops are scrambling to grow. Originally, crops that only grow opposite leaves quickly grow true leaves, stems and leaves, grow, bloom... .

Hard - hard - long - long - long - boo.

The little sapling sent out a cheerful and enthusiastic message, and the two small pairs of leaves fluttered in the wind. Finally, there was some kind of 'squeezing' sound, and the tall little sapling squeezed out the first pair of true leaves.

Long-long-long-, which made it even more cheerful.

Dig out the footprints, drag the scythe and run away, harvest the mature crops, and come back for a count. Hey, this time the halo actually only cost [-] soul flames?

Is it because of the small saplings, so the soul flame is saved?Ange picked up the flower pot from the ground and looked at it curiously. Is it so useful?
The little sapling that grew true leaves, tried hard to twist his true leaves to face Ange: hard--long- hard--long- not long...?
Easy to use is easy to use, but too stupid, stupider than the small zombie.

Small saplings need to trigger other plants to grow before they can grow, so it is most suitable to follow Anger.

Lifting it out of the Palace of Rest, Ange put the flower pot on his head after thinking about it.

The bottom of the flower pot has a slight depression, which just fits with the helmet.

With a thought, the armored ghost on his body extended a strap from his back to frame the flower pot. Now it's good, and it won't fall off if you shake it hard.

"A sapling with 50 magic crystals? What are you kidding? This is a world sapling, not a Chinese cabbage. Your price is not sincere."

In the teleportation array, the bargaining between Negris and Gaillard also heated up.

"However, we already have a sapling, so the second tree can't be more expensive than the first, right? You don't want these certificates, such as business licenses, licenses, and tax exemptions. The first friend who sold saplings to us, He likes these documents very much, and he doesn't even want us to give them any money." Gaillard said distressedly.

"I don't want to go to your elf country to do business, what do I want with that thing? You elf have so many good things, why don't you exchange them for good things, such as elf bean seeds, moon well, life essence, forest The soul, the heart of the Druid, and the elf that pollinates and collects dew, can all be exchanged." Negris said.

Gaillard was silent for a while before asking solemnly, "Who are you? Why do you know these things?"

Negris was shocked, didn't others know?It asked the World Tree back then. Could it be that these are the secrets of the elves?
He quickly remedied: "I asked the God of Knowledge to ask."

"God of knowledge?" I didn't expect to get such an answer, and Gaidra over there was also stunned. She didn't know who the god of knowledge was.

After asking someone for a while, he asked, "Is that stupid brass dragon? Is it still alive?"

"You..." Negris exploded on the spot, what stupid?You are stupid, your whole family is stupid, are you talking about people?

I wish I could teleport over and blow the other party's dog head on the spot, but when he thought that the other party was a dragon hunter, Negris thought about it, let it go, and whispered a few words: "For the sake of your young age, I don't care about you. "

"Of course the God of Knowledge is still alive, and it is omnipotent. It tells me that the elves have a lot of valuable things, and they are absolutely capable of paying the cost of cultivating the seedlings of the world tree. We believe in the strength of the elves, so we spend a huge amount of manpower and material resources. Come and cultivate the saplings, or the saplings will be shoveled away long ago. If you want them, please sincerely offer a price, or I will shovel them out."

Negris thought bitterly: Dare to call me stupid?See who is stupid.

Hearing that it was about to be shoveled out, Gaillard was anxious, and said quickly: "If you have something to say, you have something to say. We have some good things and some are."

After a final discussion, the elves exchanged 50 magic crystals, one elf bean seed, and two moon wells for a world sapling.

After determining this exchange price, Gaillard felt a little disadvantaged, because compared to the first sapling, the exchange value this time was significantly higher.

Although silver coins like those qualification certificates, they are essentially a few pieces of paper. Even if you get them, you need to work hard to make profits.

But this time it's not, the 50 magic crystals of real gold and silver are fine, the seeds of the elf beans are the most valuable.

It is a kind of high-energy food. The elf bean grown is only the size of a thumb, but it can provide the nutritional needs of a living person for a day, as well as enough satiety. One can provide a day's food needs, it is simply A strategic logistical supply artifact.

Because of this kind of elf beans, the elf people have never had logistical concerns. Even if they go on an expedition of thousands of kilometers, everyone can bring dry food for hundreds of days with them, and it is no problem to go home to supply them after they are finished.

Secondly, there is the moon well. The silver coins take away only fifty liters of moon springs. Negris wants to go to two wells that produce moon springs.

"Damn the god of knowledge, who leaked so many secrets of our elves, and killed it when we encountered it. By the way, I will replace my title. Godkiller is better than dragon hunter." Gaillard said through gritted teeth.

The two sides made an oath and began to exchange things.Small saplings are okay, they take up a small amount of space, and the two moon wells take up the most space. Now this teleportation array can only teleport one at a time, and there is still a risk.

The Moon Well is bigger than a human. What if it is not the Moon Well, but the Dragon Hunter?
Negris called back both Luther and the Angel Skull just in case.

As soon as the angel skeleton and the little zombie came back, they looked for Ange for the first time, ran over, and reached out to poke the flowerpot on his head.

Anger opened its hand.

The Angel Skull and the little zombie realized that it could not be touched, so they put away their hands obediently, but their curiosity continued. The Angel Skull flapped its wings and flew up, looking at the small sapling inside curiously.

The little sapling was startled by the big face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two true leaves twisted and gestured, sending out a warm message: force-long-force-long-.

The Angel Skull observed for a while, then suddenly turned his head and glanced at the little zombies who were constantly jumping there, jumped once and glanced at the flowerpot, and determined that they were of the same type, so he lost interest in the little sapling and flew away.

Only the little zombie was still jumping around, so the little sapling turned the real leaf over and gestured towards it, and then sent out a dazed message: things don't grow here—.

The exchange process went very smoothly. The elves did not take the opportunity to raid them. After receiving all the things, Negris also sent the saplings over, and the two sides received both money and money.

Negris, who was relieved, turned his head and found Anger's new shape.

"Who gave you a new look? Why put a flower pot on your head?" When he flew closer, there was actually a sapling inside.

"What kind of sapling is this? Huh? It's alive? I feel like it's saying something, isn't it? This is the sapling of the World Tree? It's awakened?" Negris said more and more shocked, and finally exclaimed up.

Ang nodded, the flowerpot and the seedlings in it followed his movements little by little.

Negris took a deep breath: "Oh my God, I said that a tree without consciousness is not qualified to be called a World Tree, my dear, this tree is qualified."

As soon as he finished speaking, Negris thought of something, turned his head to look at the teleportation array, and said excitedly: "With the real world tree, we can sell those big trees to the elves, and we can earn two for a piece of money. Second-rate."

PS: I wanted to have ten chapters in a row. I overestimated myself. I turned around and continued to be a salted fish.

　Thank you book friend 20200805162833296 for the [-] reward, thanks to the evil deeds, the plane tree on the road of happiness, the fat rabbit of the little bun, Regis i, lianqinruo, the captain without torpedo, the angry cotton, the panda loves to drink coffee without sugar, The skeleton wants to build the foundation, Y hee, the death mage of the skeleton, luck and luck, the reward.

　　
　
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