Lord of Rot

Chapter 307 Bloodline Herbal Medicine

"grown ups"

The herb apprentice Vic held a book and said to Li Qi: "I already know what the herb you brought is."

"What is it?"

Li Qi asked impatiently.

"Bloodline herb, a kind of herb that only exists in the records," said Vik. "The cultivation of this herb is very difficult, and the seeds are no longer available. It is said that as long as you eat this herb, you may break through the boundaries of bloodlines." , very precious."

precious?

He remembered that there was a large area in the Beech Village, and there must be one or two hundred trees, otherwise he would not be rich enough to feed the chickens.

"Bloodline herbs will not shorten lifespan, but will increase lifespan," Vik said. "The more ancient power exists in bloodlines, the greater the changes in the body will be after eating this herb."

In this way, the ghoul monitor lizard that has become scum still has the gene of some kind of giant beast in its blood, otherwise it would not be possible to grow half the size of the flying dragon.

"Is there an upper limit?" Li Qi asked.

"Bloodline is the upper limit." Vic nodded and said, "Just like the chicken you fed, it should reach its growth limit soon, and its ancestor may be some kind of magical beast."

Li Qi looked at the chicken in the cage. Even the monsters should be carnivorous captive monsters.

"Can the eggs laid by this chicken grow so big?" Li Qi asked.

This is what he cares about, whether the reared offspring can inherit excellent genes.

"Yes" Vic nodded affirmatively.

"That's good," Li Qi said.

He was going to put this batch of chickens into the chicken farm immediately, and the monster chicken sounded delicious.

In the future, we can take the route of high-end ingredients.

Li Qi asked again: "Is it difficult to cultivate this kind of herb?"

"It's hard, and I haven't found any corresponding records," Vik said. "If you can give me some more research, maybe I can get some results."

"No, you should study lilac mushrooms for now."

Since this kind of blood herb is very scarce, and since there is no way to grow it, it can only be a waste to use it for research.

On the contrary, how to use blood herbs to maximize their effect is what Li Qi needs to consider now.

"You can give the rocket a try first. If it can stimulate the blood power to a greater extent, it is not impossible to develop from the eagle to the griffin."

As for who to take it... It is best to be sure that there are still mysterious people in his blood, otherwise, what is the use of activating all the blood power of a carpenter's son.

There is a saying in Lurea Continent: People are noble because of their blood.

When sending the 10 chickens and ducks to the livestock village, Li Qi also arranged for batches to follow them, just to let her communicate with the chickens and ducks so as not to cause disputes.

But the result seemed to be quite unexpected. After the 10 chickens and ducks went, all the chicken pens and duck pens were quiet. Honestly, even the craziest chickens became honest and well-behaved.

Racecourse.

Li Qi brought a somewhat wilting bloodline herb to Rocket's mouth. Rocket, who had absolute trust in him, opened his mouth and ate the herb without any hesitation.

"How do you feel?" Li Qi asked curiously, staring at Rocket.

"Cuckoo"

"Don't you feel that your whole body is heating up, or that there is a force pouring into your body, and you feel that your body is going to explode?"

"Cuckoo"

The rocket said that everything was normal, and even the grass was a bit unpalatable.

"It seems that it has no effect on real monsters." Although Li Qi was a little regretful, it was also expected.

After more than a month, Rocket's body size is almost the same as that of a normal horse, only slightly shorter than a war horse.

Li Qi refrained from riding, hoping that the rocket would grow again.

……

Deep in the dense forest, a newly opened silkworm breeding place.

The person in charge of taking care of the silkworms is pigskin boots, because he has a pair of precious and exquisite pigskin boots at home, worth 20 silver moons!

It is said that once a nobleman bet with the father of the pigskin boots and lost the pair of boots, and then this pair of precious boots became the name of the pigskin boots.

He spent a lot of energy and financial resources in order to compete for the job of watching silkworms. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that sericulture will definitely become a major industry in the future, just like wine, honey, and soap.

The earlier you become the person in charge, the more opportunities you will have.

After repeated selections, the pigskin boots finally succeeded. Now he manages more than a dozen people, and his main job is to raise newly hatched silkworms.

Pigskin Boots looked at the thumb-sized black bugs on the ground in front of him, and his heart beat wildly.

It's weird and disgusting.

"No, I'm about to escape, I have to send them back."

The pigskin boots could only forcefully pick up the broom and sweep back the ants who were about to escape.

Fortunately, the ant silkworm just looked scary.

Apart from crawling around, it doesn't hurt people, and it doesn't move fast.

Pigskin boots often doze off, and when they wake up, they find ants and silkworms and run away for a short distance.

No wonder he was tired and wanted to sleep. In order to feed the ant silkworms, the pigskin boots had to take people to pick leaves, but the appetite of these 300 little guys was astonishing. Often the pigskin boots took a dozen people to pick leaves. It will be eaten up in half a day.

There are few guards left behind, most of them can only keep picking leaves, keep picking!
"When will I be full?"

Pigskin Boots yawned and had to stand up again to pick.

Fortunately, the dense forest lacks everything, except trees.

In April, when the leaves are growing, a batch of shoots can be cut down quickly with a little effort.

What is tiring is not cutting the branches, but picking the leaves from the branches, which is tedious and boring.

"Pigskin boots, the leaves are eaten up again!"

"Come on, come right away!" Pigskin Boots hurriedly organized his men to deliver leaves.

Good job, but tiring.

Pigskin Boots went back to sleep at night. As a small steward here, he still had privileges, and some people were responsible for guarding the place overnight.

The price of ant silkworms is precious and high, and each one is a priceless treasure. If one of them dies without taking care of it, pigskin boots and the others will suffer.

In fact, Pigskin Boots doesn't want to go home and sleep, not because he loves work, but because his wife caught him today.

Old couples, there is no need to be shy to remind them vaguely, the wife of the pigskin boots almost gave a glance, and then the two pulled up their pants and lay down.

No, one is lying down and the other is sitting.

Hearing the creaking sound in the ear, for some reason, the pigskin boots missed the silkworm baby very much.

"Boom boom boom!"

"What's wrong?" Pigskin Boots was startled.

The people outside shouted: "It's not good, those leaves we picked today, they haven't eaten at all."

"what!"

Pigskin Boots immediately pushed his wife away, pulled up his pants, got up and ran outside.

His wife wanted to get up and remind her husband to put on clothes, but suddenly remembered that she hadn't put on any clothes, so it was inappropriate to run out like this.

But my wife always felt that when the pigskin boots left just now, they seemed very happy?
Part of happiness is real, and part of it is despair.

"Don't you eat all?" Pigskin Boots asked.

"Look for yourself, the freshly picked leaves today have not moved."

"How to do?"

"Do you want to report to the steward?"

Everyone said what they said, but no one could come up with a specific method.

Everyone knew that the Lord Lord valued this batch of silkworms very much. Although they had guessed in their minds what would happen if something went wrong, when something really went wrong, everyone's minds were blank.

"The lord must be resting at this time." Pigskin Boots said, "I will go to the castle and tell the lord tomorrow morning."

If you don't eat, you won't be able to save it, so you can only grit your teeth and hold on for a night.

The people in the whole silkworm farm have no experience.

"Go back and rest." A young man said, "I'm young, and I'll stay here."

"No!" Pigskin Boots shouted excitedly: "Today I will guard here, and whoever robs me, I will turn against him!"

Everyone didn't expect that the pigskin boots would blame themselves so much, and it was hard to say anything but to leave and let the pigskin boots guard it by themselves.

It is such a blessing to have such a steward who loves everyone and is willing to take responsibility.

Everyone respected the pigskin boots even more.

The April night wind blows.

Chill.

The shirtless pigskin boots rubbed his arms uncomfortably, trying to heat them up, but the chilly wind in the woods kept digging into his bones, so he could only hold his arms to resist.

It was a rough night.

Early the next morning, Pigskin Boots woke up in a daze, and suddenly found that the leaves had been eaten up.

And those ant silkworms with the size of fingers have grown up to a circle, each of them is as big as two fingers.

"So it's all right!" He breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly sprinkled some of the leaves prepared last night: "Eat quickly, my little ancestors, you can eat as much as you want!"

It's better to be exhausted than scared to death.

(End of this chapter)