Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The elves went crazy looking for Ange, especially after planting two world saplings in a row, Gaillard and Galendelle blamed themselves so much that they wanted to hang themselves, and the communication requests of the teleportation array were dialed out of energy by them.

Anna excused that the teleportation array had no energy and was about to turn it off. Gaillard sent a big bag without saying a word, and more than 2,000 magic crystals came over. He only asked Anna to keep the communication circle of the teleportation array running.

What a rich man, two thousand magic crystals are enough to buy two bottles of holy essence mixed with water.

Therefore, the communication circle of the teleportation circle has been kept in operation. As soon as Negris clicked on it, an urgent voice came from the opposite side: Is Mr. Naiger back? Is Mr. Naiger back? I'll call the queen right away. You wait a moment.

A few minutes later, Gaillard's slightly hoarse voice sounded from the opposite side: Master Naig, you are finally back, please help me.

Hey, elf, why is your voice hoarse? Are you okay? Negris was surprised, what happened? The elf queen is anxious to get angry. Could it be that the world saplings are dead?

No, it will be very difficult to die after the broken thing sprouts. Look at the young sapling. Ange has never watered or fertilized it. He just grows vegetables against it every day, and it lives very fast. Moisturized.

Ever since she knew her title of Dragon Hunter, Negris has been calling her an elf, and Gaillard doesn't care, because she knows that the guy opposite is definitely older than her.

And the seniority must be super high, because every time the names of the elves are casually mentioned, it has been so long that they have become black and white portraits and hung on the tree wall.

I'm a little anxious. We've been looking for you for half a month. At first, we wanted you to give us advice and save the World Tree. Now we want you to sell us another World Tree sapling, Gaillard said.

Negris lost his voice: Is the real species dead? No way, you can plant such a difficult thing to death?

When he said this, the world tree walls on the ground popped up in Negris’ mind. They were blown by the cold wind every night, and they were still the wind of rest. They all thrived, and the people who took care of them had to top and trim them , otherwise it will grow into a tree ball.

However, those world tree walls need to be watered and fertilized, and the ones that don't need to be watered seem to be the one on top of Ange's head.

Negris' words made Gaillard ashamed, and at the same time his heart trembled, because Negris did not deny that he still had the world sapling, but said such a difficult thing to die, why did he think this thing is difficult to die? Did he plant it? Is it grown?

Gaillard wished he could sneak along the teleportation array and grab Negris and the world saplings.

Sure enough, after sighing, Negris said casually: The price will be the same as last time, but we don't need the spirit beans. Let's replace them with the seeds of Moon Spring Rice. How many do you want?

What... how many trees? Gaillard was a little unresponsive.

How many saplings in the world do you want? Negris said with disgust, his tone was a bit like the owner of a wholesale store meeting a retailer.

You... How many trees do you have? Gaillard felt that the world was changing a bit fast. Why can't the world's saplings be wholesaled?

I don't know about this, I have to ask, it just came back.

After asking around, Negris rubbed his paws awkwardly and returned to the teleportation array: Uh, um, that... that... the saplings are gone.

What! Gaillard yelled on the spot, the sound was like a thunderous explosion, shaking the surrounding trees, flocks of birds were startled, and the wild deer more than ten kilometers away pricked up their ears vigilantly.

The elf guards accompanying him frowned in discomfort, some covered their ears, and some jumped aside like frightened rabbits, looking at Gaillard in horror.

Normally, this elf queen was tall and slender, with a flat waist and abdomen, and clear lines. She didn't look like a strong one at all, but this roar truly showed the might of a dragon hunter.

Negris' ears were numb from the shock, and he quickly shrank his neck and said, Small trees, small trees, replace them with small trees. Small trees with thick fingers will be replaced for you for free.

Gaillard's anger was all blocked in his throat, his eyes widened, and he said incredulously: You mean, the saplings are gone? Replace them with grown-up saplings?

There is such a good thing? The calf is gone, replace it with a grown cow?

That's right, that's what it means. Alas, I haven't come back for a month. Those guys have raised all the saplings. I'm so sorry.

Gaillard had the urge to vomit blood. When he had just planted two saplings to death, the other party actually told her that the saplings had all grown up by accident?

You guys, how many trees are there, World Tree! Gaillard asked word by word.

Negris quickly covered his mouth, he was in trouble, drifted away, and said the wrong thing.

He has never dared to say how many World Trees there are here. With the attitude of the elves towards the World Tree, knowing the truth will definitely blow the pot, but he still drifted away unexpectedly, and said that he slipped: This...that...this...that... …”

After hemming and hawing, Gaillard became impatient and asked directly, Are there any ten trees?

God, the elf queen with the highest force value in history only dared to guess ten trees. If she knew the truth, wouldn't she crawl along the teleportation array? Ange urged 2,500 seedlings, all of which were planted alive.

Uh, no, not so much. Negris replied hesitantly.

Where are the five? Do you have five? Gaillard asked again.

That...maybe...should be there, I'll ask.

Said to ask Gaillard to fool him, after waiting for a few minutes, Negris said again: There are exactly five trees, all of which are small trees with thick fingers and branches.

I want them all, five hundred thousand magic crystals each, plus a druid heart, a bottle of life essence, a nest of elves, and a bag of moon spring rice seeds. Gaillard offered.

I want all of them? No, no, no, I can sell you three at most, and I don't want elves. Negris's heart tightened. These elves were uneasy and kind, and they wanted to push the elves over?

Those ghosts have telepathy, and any secrets here may be revealed to the elves by them.

As soon as Negris refused, Gaillard knew that it had misunderstood, and quickly said: It seems that Mr. Negris knows elves very well, but the elves I mentioned are a nest of wild elves... Wild The elves are not related to the domesticated ones, so they cannot communicate with each other telepathically.

I don't want wild ones either, I'll replace them with life essence, and I can only give you three. Negris refused.

Gaillard said word by word: You can replace it with the essence of life, but Mr. Naiger, you should know that it is impossible for us elves to let any world tree fall into the hands of others. I hope you will consider it. Consider, sell all five trees to us, otherwise our friendship may be affected.

How would it affect friendships? will become an enemy. These elves will definitely look for him all over the world, and it is not a good thing to be missed by a group of die-hard elves.

It was originally pretending to increase the credibility of the sentence only five trees, Negris pretended to be embarrassed and hesitated for a while, and reluctantly agreed.

Two and a half million magic crystals is not a small amount. If there is no magic crystal mine at home, they will not be able to get it out for a while. Fortunately, the elves are a group of local tyrants with mines at home.

Half an hour later, 2.5 million magic crystals, five bottles of life essence, a druid heart, and a bag of Moonspring rice seeds were sent over in nine batches one by one.

Originally, Negris didn't intend to have the druid's heart, because there was a god of planting in the family who was more perverted than the druid.

But when he thought that besides farming and grazing, Deilu could also transform, so he reluctantly accepted it.

And Negris also dug up five small world trees, about the thickness of a finger, one person tall, tied them into a bundle and passed them on.

The goods and the money are settled, and when I was about to turn off the teleportation array, a greeting in dragon language suddenly sounded in the communication: ￥%#@\u0026, long time no see, how are you lately? Come and chat.

The sentence that others can't understand is the name of Negris in the dragon language.

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