The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons

Chapter 67 Can't Grow Vegetables?turn off

"According to my research, this door should be opened with a key. As long as you get the key, you can easily push it open." Negris said bitingly.

This should be a door similar to a magic pattern, which requires some authentication method, and this authentication method is the key.Unfortunately, the ghost knows which authentication method it uses?

So it doesn't matter if you can't open it. What key others use is not in the category of 'knowledge'.

In fact, Negris regretted it for a long time. When he was bragging, he used a word called 'all-knowing'. It was originally to fool the believers, because those believers in the god of knowledge would never ask those inexplicable common sense questions. .

So when I saw that Ange had a small skeleton, he blew it on his mouth, but he didn't expect it to fall into the pit.

Chambada, he is the god of knowledge, not the god of common sense, nor the god of current affairs. It was sealed and could not touch believers for more than 1000 years. Where does he know what happened?

Just when Negris was chagrined, Ange pushed the wall with his left hand, and the wall fell inward.

"???" Several big question marks popped up in Negris' mind: "What's the matter? Is it unlocked? Pushed open so easily? Is your hand that pierces the world the key?"

Ange tilted his head and beckoned suspiciously, but the wall turned up again, blocking the corridor.

This time, he pushed against the wall with his right hand, motionless.

Negris also stepped forward and pushed with his small paws a few times, but he couldn't push it. The rest of the people took turns, including Luther, who came a step late, and tried to push the wall.

It was finally determined that only Ange's left hand could push it, and there was no doubt that the piercing hand was the 'key' to open the control tower.

"I knew that the soul network and the godhead are all on you, the last heir of the empire, you are really shipped home. No, am I not alive? Why didn't I inherit the inheritance of the empire? Is it because of me? Not undead? This is discrimination, this is discrimination." Negris thought angrily.

The decoration in the control tower is very simple, very simple, very simple, well, there is nothing, it is empty.

There is only a row of skeletons on the edge of the corner. Judging from the rotten fabrics on their bodies, these skeletons are all alive and then die here. If they were skeletons before they were alive, they would not wear clothes. If they were corpses, the bodies would not decay. Osteogenesis.

"These should be the former control tower operators. The world transfer station suddenly stopped, the gate was closed, and they were trapped here until they died." Negris guessed.

Luther, who was a step late, didn't catch up with the battle, and asked a little depressed: "Why does the control tower need so many people? Isn't it just to control the teleportation array? What is the control of the teleportation array? Can the magic crystal be activated? "

Negris snorted: "I have no experience, do you know why this place is called a world transfer station? This is a rare plane transmission hub. The number of transmissions is as high as 100 times a day, involving countless planes. The coordinates of each plane , the distance, the weight, volume, type, and number of required magic crystals of the goods to be transported must be strictly calculated, and even if the number of people is small, it will not be able to handle it.”

Luther blinked. This was obviously beyond his knowledge. He couldn't understand. He quickly changed the subject and said, "There are so many people, why are there no desks and chairs? Isn't it tiring to stand?"

Ange tilted his head, raised his left hand slightly, and with a swipe, a large number of tables and chairs rose up on the ground, one of which was directly under Luther's butt, holding him up.

"Hey, hiding the desk and chair, it's quite comfortable, um~" Luther stretched his waist and leaned back forcefully. The curve of the chair body bent as he stretched, providing the best support for the body. It was so comfortable that he didn't even want to wake up.

"Will it be deformed?" Negris also jumped on a chair curiously.

As soon as I lay down, the chair conforms to its shape, with a hole behind the butt for it to put its tail, the backrest is recessed just so that its fleshy wings can be stacked, and even a bracket is extended so that its chin can rest. On top, take the load off your neck.

"These things are too amazing, aren't they? It's so comfortable, I don't want to wake up, is there any one for sale? I want to buy a set." Luther adjusted the most comfortable posture, swaying and drowsiness, when he almost fell asleep, A strong electric current surged through his body, almost knocking out his soul.

Luther screamed and bounced off his chair, fell to the ground and couldn't stand still, shivering and swaying.

Seeing others unlucky, Negris' mood suddenly improved, and he laughed: "This thing is to make you work better, not to make you lazy. Do you know why they are all alive?"

On the other two chairs, the little zombie and the angel skeleton were lying comfortably on them. The chairs were sparking, and they were unmoved.

"Anger, how did you do it?" Negris turned his head and asked Anger. As he turned his head, the chair also rotated by the same angle.

Negris stunned, this is too convenient, right?It's just for lazy people, so it's a little tempting. If it's still alive with such a chair lying on it, it can't sleep every day?Where is the mind to spread knowledge?
Ange tilted his head and responded in an uncertain tone: "I seem to be able to control this place."

After speaking, with a swipe of his hand, a group of light and shadow opened, with countless light spots on it, and each light spot was connected by a faint line.

"Planar coordinate system!? Wow, good thing, no wonder it is called a world transfer station, this plane coordinate system alone is enough to make many forces crazy." Negris tsk tsk admiration.

Luther approached the light and shadow curiously and asked, "What do you mean? Is it valuable?"

As his eyes focused on a certain light spot, the light spot suddenly became larger, and at the same time, a lot of information appeared in front of him, and subconsciously, he read out the information: "Marissas Fire Elemental Monarch Abyss, Elemental plane, main species: fire element, specialty: fire magic crystal, ruler: Malissas, monarch level..."

There was a series of messages that followed, too long for Luther to read.

Ange listened for a while, then suddenly asked, "Can you grow vegetables?"

"Ah? Growing vegetables? No."

"Oh..." Disappointed, Ange had already given this plane a big fork in his heart.

Negris was very disdainful of Luther's question: "Worth it? Hehe, this is a strategic resource that money can't buy. Do you remember the delivery of the Holy Front? For the first time, they relied on the coordinates you established. Delivery, the second time is by the two specially trained paladins. If they have this coordinate system map, then they don’t need paladins, and they don’t need you to establish coordinates, they can directly deliver, you know what it means what?

Of course Luthor knew what it meant, and he took a deep breath: "Can we launch a plane invasion at any time?"

Negris almost choked, and looked at Luther in disbelief: "You're not small, you still want to invade others? Shouldn't you worry about whether others will have the same coordinate system?"

"Yes, will others have such a coordinate system, and then quietly deliver it here? Do we have to strengthen the defense of the plane?" Luther asked.

"No, you already have the best defense. The wind of rest is the best defense. With it, who would invade this position..." Before Negris finished speaking, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, Lu Se's expression changed, as if the same thought had arisen.

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "The wind of rest, is it possible that it is the plane defense arranged by the king?"

"It's very possible, otherwise why did this strange wind blow after the world transfer station stopped?" Negris said.

"This..." The two of them were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. If they could create a thousand-year-old strange wind that affected the entire plane as a defense, then the means of the undead king would be beyond their imagination. At least in Negris' body of knowledge, there was no way of thinking how this could be done.

"Maybe it's a coincidence, a coincidence." Negris comforted himself.

Coincidence or not, the wind of rest has at least protected this plane from the destruction of foreign invasions, including the invasion of the Holy Front, and the wind of rest has trapped most of them in the ice city, otherwise all the way Chasing and killing, the people who escaped from Frost City don't know how many people will die.

"What now? Do you want to activate the teleportation array?" Luthor asked.

"Activate? Can't you see that the dots above are all gray? Do you have the energy to activate it? This is not activated by thirty or fifty magic crystals, do you have magic crystals?" Negris said.

"But isn't it activated here? Maybe it still has energy."

"More than 1000 years have passed, this energy may be just enough to start the main control room, and I don't know when it will stop." As soon as he finished speaking, the light and shadow disappeared with a snap, the tables and chairs on the ground retracted with a snap, and the door slammed open. Turn it over.

Negris and Angel Skull, who lost their support, all fell to the ground.

"This mantra of your mouth, what are you talking about, what do you do now? Can you still open the door if you run out of energy? Will we be trapped here?" Luther said anxiously.

Ange waved his hand, the door could be opened, but other things could not be activated. Ange groped for a while, found a place and pressed it, revealing a hole.

Ange turned out his magic crystals and poured them all in. All fifteen hundred magic crystals were all poured in by him.

With a hum, the light and shadow of the plane coordinate system appeared again, and the tables and chairs on the ground also appeared.

"Sure enough, there is no energy. The world transfer station is a big energy consumer. The separate main control room is fine. To run the entire transfer station, more than 1000 magic crystals may not last for a day. This is not counted as the transmission needs. Energy, the goblins delivered 150 tons of food, but they took more than 1000 magic crystals from you."

Just thinking about the energy consumption makes people feel guilty, just like buying a magic crystal car and not being able to add magic crystals.

"Is this... so much? The teleportation array in our house is only a dozen or so dollars at a time." Luther said in shock.

Negris is too lazy to answer him, that one who can only teleport a goblin, or a goblin who is curled up, dares to call a teleportation array?

When they were chatting there, Ange never stopped, because a large amount of information was continuously transmitted to his soul. As long as he focused on it, some information would immediately come over, telling him what function it had. Such as delivery, transmission, detection, projection and so on.

God is pitiful, Ange is a vegetable skeleton, how can he know so much?The information came in, like a math book, and he was dazed.

Especially after investing in the magic crystal, it may be that the energy is sufficient, and there are more functions that can be operated, and more information can be obtained. Among a lot of information, Ang can understand two: running and closing.

Ange thought for a while and pressed close.

With a slap, everyone sitting on the chair fell again, the door closed, and the coordinate system disappeared.

"Why did it stop again? Is there no energy again? Not so fast? Ang, you turned it off?" Negris asked.

Ang nodded.

"Why, this is a transfer station in the world. The wealth left by the undead empire, you have inherited it now, shouldn't you be excited and can't wait to explore all its functions? Why turn it off?" Negris asked in confusion.

An Ge said confidently: "You can't grow vegetables."

Fortunately, Negris can't breathe, otherwise, he must have suffocated it in one breath and turned it off because he couldn't grow vegetables? !
"Then you dug it out again?!" Negris roared.

Ange tilted his head: "curious."

Negris lost his breath in an instant, well, the logic is self-consistent, because he was curious to dig it out, because he couldn't grow vegetables and turned it off.

But the qi returned to the qi, and Negris, who had calmed down, suddenly felt that Ange was right. Because he couldn't grow vegetables, he had to turn it off. After all, there was no foundation in this world to support the operation of the teleportation array. They even had a problem with eating. not solved.

As the god of knowledge, Negris knows too many such examples. Many races or countries blindly build various wonders without solving the problem of food and clothing or economy, leading to economic collapse, empire destruction, and genocide.

To be like Ange, to know what is really important is the real thing... ah, ah, I can't make it up anymore, this skeleton just wants to grow vegetables! !

Just when Negris was jumping with anger, Ange suddenly sensed a distant call in his soul.

A distant call?Angel tilted his head, the only thing that would call him from afar was silver coins, right?

Consciousness stretched past, and sure enough, it was the goblin silver coin. The silver coin was hiding in the ditch at the moment, and there were loud shouts outside, as if they were hunting for something.

And the silver coins were rotting, curled up into a ball and hid in the gutter, muttering in pieces: "My lord Ange bless, my lord Ange bless..."

While reading, he noticed that something was projected on him, and the silver coin whispered in surprise: "Master Ange?"

Ange nodded, and he didn't know how the silver coin felt Ange's nodding action, so he continued to whisper: "Lord Ange, I was reincarnated successfully, but unfortunately I was thrown into the mass grave, my body was not well preserved, it was rotten. I got up and was seen by the villagers, and now they are all rounding me up."

After the silver coin was searched for souls, Ange robbed more than half of his soul, and after repairing it, stuffed it back into his body and left it alone. With the projection across the plane, the power was attenuated too much, and he couldn't do anything.

Unexpectedly, the silver coin was successfully reincarnated as a lich, not a zombie, but a wise lich. The luck was so good that it exploded.

Goblin Craig wanted to be reincarnated, and Fei Lin only dared to send him a soul fire, and he did not dare to guarantee anything else.

However, his body was found in the quartermaster's private house. Because of the one-way connection, no one knew who he was. He thought he was a servant of the quartermaster's house, so the body was thrown directly into the mass grave. When he woke up, his body was already decomposed. a lot of.

Silver Coin continued: "I woke up and found that I had forgotten a lot of things, I just remember that Lord Ange saved me, and then bought food and transmission materials, but I may not be able to complete the mission now, those people are very fast Just searched here, dragged me out and burned me to death, I'm sorry, my lord, I can't complete my mission."

"Why? To burn you?" Angel tilted his head in confusion.

"Undead creatures are heretics in this world, and they will surely burn to death when they encounter them." Silver Coin said.

Anger remembered his scarecrow hat and said, "Is it okay to disguise."

"Ah? Sir, are you talking about illusion?" Silver Coin asked.

Ange didn't know how to explain it, so he simply didn't say it. He directly delivered the face-cleaning technique. The third-level effect of the face-cleaning technique was only a few tenths of the effect left on the silver coin, but it was already able to The place that caused him to rot healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't forget, Ang's magic power is recovered very fast, and it is continuously delivered at a rate of two or three per second. The effect is not much worse than that of Lisa's face-to-face casting.

The silver coin held both hands in front of him, watching in disbelief as the palm of the rotten bone slowly healed, growing new flesh and new skin, and exclaimed with a trembling voice: "Miracle, this is a miracle, my lord, what is this? ability?"

"Jingyan." Angel said.

"Jingyan? Jingyan?" Silver coin muttered, and unconsciously, the light on his body brightened a bit.

Active prayer of silver coins, and passive reception, the degree of power attenuation is different. With the initiative of silver coins, the cleansing technique has only attenuated to about one-tenth, which is enough to emit a faint light.

Under the reflection of these rays of light, the rotten parts of the silver coin healed rapidly, and even the dirt and odor on the clothes were purified. The stinky rotten goblin slowly turned into a clean and fresh young goblin.

Silver Coin was overjoyed and said excitedly: "It turned out to be disguised like this, pretending to be alive, great, so that I can go back to the Chamber of Commerce to take over the previous things, the food is readily available, as long as I get the materials for the teleportation array, it can be low cost. Send the food. But the materials of the transmission array are not easy to get, it is a controlled material, if you need it urgently, you can only spend [-] times more magic crystals to deliver it."

food?Ange was refreshed when he heard the food: "I have a teleportation array."

Yes, he has a teleportation array, which is still a transfer station in the world. Because he can't grow vegetables, he just turned it off.

"Ah? That's great... No, someone is coming." As soon as the silver coin finished speaking, he heard someone talking outside the sewers: "Come on two people and take a look in the sewers."

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