Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 431 Insula Village
The most troublesome part of having a barbecue is cleaning up after the meal.This is why Shangluo wants to bring out the heavenly soldiers - just let Doudou do all the chores.Those washing the dishes, those wiping the tables, and some were repacking and disassembling the barbecue grills.

There was no need for a faucet. Two Doudou directly brought him a basin of water for him to wash.

After washing his hands, he dried them on a towel and waved the Doudou people to leave.

"God, are you satisfied with the food we offer?" So far, he has not mentioned "fire is a sin" or anything like that.

Shangluo just nodded slightly and said without comment: "Take me to see your father. I have something to ask him."

"Yes! Please go this way."

"You don't need to lead the way. Just go back on your own. We'll be there soon."

With golden palms supporting him below, Shangluo stood above the village called "Insula" with his hands behind his back.So did Phaethon and Apollonia, standing nearby.

"This place looks quite quaint."

The house walls made of stone, the roofs made of hay, and the crooked fields outside the village all look very primitive. It can be said that "the ancient times are not far away", a scene from the prehistoric era.

And, the most ancient thing is the topography of this village.

Insula Village is located on the alluvial fan of a valley. The valley flows out of the mountain stream, and fan-shaped water veins have accumulated here.From the canyon to the plain, the terrain gradually decreases.

Farmland is located on higher ground, making it easier to irrigate and drain the fields.The house is located slightly lower so that harvested crops can be transported directly to the home along the terrain.

"It is indeed the prehistoric era." Apollonia squatted down and looked at the ground. "The early agricultural production of mankind was probably carried out on this alluvial fan terrain. Compared with the unsheltered great plains, This kind of alluvial fan is more capable of cultivating seedlings of civilization. The Great Plains of North America is a bad soil. The seedlings of civilization were wiped out by floods and strong winds within a few years of taking root. The local indigenous people lived in swamps with harsh conditions until we came. The ground is struggling.”

"Have you developed it?" Shangluo asked.

"I haven't remembered where to develop it yet. After all, there are still undeveloped grasslands in Eastern Europe, and there is also the Amazon River Basin in the south that has not been developed. After all, the New World is too far away from the civilized world. But after Colombia becomes independent, they should start to reclaim the Great Plains. Yes. First, they need to renovate the river channel to restrain the overflowing river, then use other commodities to supplement the lack of minerals in the plains, and then prevent wind, flood and drought. It is quite troublesome. I hope they can go smoothly. Even if they make different choices, they It’s still part of the empire.”

"By the way, there seem to be a lot of alluvial fans here?"

Shangluo looked underground - it was all mountains, and there were indeed many alluvial fans.However, there is a considerable distance between each alluvial fan, and most of them are blocked by cross-cutting mountains.He could vaguely see a village on the other side, less than 20 kilometers away in a straight line.But there are continuous mountains rising from the ground in between. If you want to go around it, you may have to walk for several days.Even if they are so close, it would be difficult for the two villages to communicate.

"Then the only one who can communicate with them is probably the one upstream. What's that one called?" "Carniki City." Apollonia replied, "My memory is pretty good."

"Well, Kaniki City. Although it seems quite far away and can't be seen from here. But it can be reached along the water system, which is actually much more convenient than going to the next village. I don't know what it's like over there. It's probably about the same, it's probably a bigger village. Fall down first, directly to the tree."

Pressing "Cloud Head", several people landed in front of the big tree in the center of the village.

"God! Please accept our highest respect!"

The voice came directly from the tree, and one of Shangluo's doubts was dispelled - he had also doubted before that the not-so-good-looking Uma was deceiving him, or that the communication between him and his father was just abstract. comminicate.I didn’t expect him to be so direct and able to speak directly.

Phaethon shook his head: "The boundary between yin and yang here is more indifferent than I thought. This person who should have died actually talked directly in the middle of the village as if nothing happened."

"Gods, thank you for coming." The tree continued, "As mentioned before, we want to enshrine three of our patron saints to resist the annexation of Kaniki City. There are no dragon worshipers in their city. The shamans had no sages to guide them, only evil gods who invaded in the name of the true god. They ignored the teachings of the Can Jing and had no intention of living with us in this world. They kidnapped the men in the village. and women, to help them plant more fields so they can capture more people.”

Shu's speech was obviously much more fluent than Uma's before.He can talk directly to Shangluo and others without a translator.

"It's a good idea." Phaethon nodded, "Because there are actually no livestock in this world, so the only way to farm is to use manpower. But I am very curious about how the red fruits are grown. I said, what do you call it?"

"No, no, no, my name is worthless. Dear God, I am just a tree of life now. Just call me tree. It's enough to call me tree. I have sinned so much that I must answer for it in front of the gods. There is no difference between vegetation and trees.”

"This is a good one." Shangluo nodded, "Well, how do you grow red fruit? I also want to ask, because it tastes pretty good."

"Zhu Guo? Ah, is that what the gods call it? That's not a plant, it's a spore produced by a mushroom. It will grow like this when transplanted into water."

"Ah, it turns out to be eggs. I thought it tasted like meat." Shangluo understood now, "It seems to taste quite good. Where is the mushroom?"

"On the mountain over there. We will distinguish which spores can grow into mushrooms and which ones cannot. According to the agreement with the mushrooms, we will eat those spores that cannot grow and put the ones that can grow back. In the mountains.”

"It's not bad. This way you can eat some, and the number of mushrooms in the mountains can gradually increase, which is a good thing."

"But dear gods! The evil gods of Kaniki didn't think so. They went to the mountains to catch more mushrooms and forced them to produce spores. But they didn't plant the spores in the paddy fields, but! It's so scary! They stacked those spores! They planted them on a shelf where the sun couldn't be seen! They didn't differentiate between what they ate and just ate them when they grew up. The scariest thing is! Did you know! They actually have a measuring device to measure the spores The size, whether it is too big or too small, will be thrown away directly! They just threw it away! It’s terrible! It’s really terrible! I have never seen such a terrifying evil god in all my life!”

(End of this chapter)