Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The fog of death's breath has no destructive power, but it is the prelude to many terrifying magics.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu to whoosh echoed in the mist. .

There were shadows in the mist, and some huge wraiths floated by. The sound of their movement was like a baby crying, which made people feel creepy.

A wraith came around her and circled around her.

Rebinia remained motionless with her eyes open, but she resolutely refused to meet the wraith.

The wraith abandoned her and floated away whining.

A larger black shadow appeared in the mist, slowly drifting over, holding a huge sickle, drifting past like a god of death.

A bigger and bigger black shadow that couldn't see the whole picture, could only see its stalwart figure like a city wall, floating over the top of the head, Libinia's spine felt cold, and a strong fear surged in her heart. The fear of monsters, for fear that this stalwart giant will bow its head.

It lasted like this for more than ten minutes, and the fog of death breath finally dissipated. Rebinia let out a long breath, feeling her whole body was soaked.

There are more people on the city wall who are worse than her, and they just slumped to the ground. The high and mighty dignitaries in the past now seem to have just been trampled, their faces are ashen, and their heads are sweating profusely.

It's just a fog of rest, which scares everyone into such a state. If the Temple of the Undead wants to attack, the people in the city can't even think of resisting.

It turned out that they really belonged to the Temple of the Immortal, and they were also very high-level priests, and even... the chief priest?

Thinking of this, Rebinia threw down the rope and was about to go down from the top of the city.

"Lord Earl, Lord Earl Rebinia, please wait a moment." The president of the Grain Chamber of Commerce, a little wretched human old man ran over quickly, and said flatteringly:

"Master Earl, our chamber of commerce has just shipped a batch of new grain at a low price. Didn't you want to buy grain a few days ago? It just so happens that this batch of new grain can be transferred to you at the original price, and I'll have someone transport it to your house immediately. Lord Earl, please accept it."

Rebinia was stunned for a moment, not only the day before yesterday, but during this period of time, Rebinia went to the Grain Chamber of Commerce to buy grain every day, and was fooled by the little old man's people with excuses and excuses.

Not to mention new grain, there was not much old grain to buy, so she could only deduct some from her own grain stock for disaster relief, and she could only get out but not in, which made her very worried.

Although she felt sorry for the victims outside the city, she couldn't take all the food in her territory to save people, and let her family members starve to death.

In the past, she was fooled in every possible way and refused to sell the grain, but now she suddenly gave her the original price of the new grain? Just arrived? What about cheating ghosts?

Also, he had never called himself 'Master' before, he either called himself by his name directly, or frivolously added 'Countess', as if 'Countess' was no longer a count.

He's just too old, otherwise all the shit will come out for him, Rebinia thought viciously.

Don't be an idiot if you have food, Rebinia said quickly: "Then I am very grateful to the old president, I will ask someone to prepare the payment immediately."

"Don't worry, don't worry, who can not trust the reputation of the Earl, even you are related to the Temple of the Immortal, and I want to ask the Earl to say a few words in front of the adults of the Temple." The little old man said flatteringly.

It turned out that it was because of this that anyone with a discerning eye could see her contacts with Ange and the others. No, I immediately asked her to make a relationship.

Moreover, food is needed as soon as it is sold. At this time of day, food is a strategic material, and even if you have money, you can't buy it, let alone the original price. This little old man can be said to have lost his money.

Rebinia immediately said: "No problem, but I can't guarantee how the adults will react. The adults were very angry before. They worked outside the city for most of the day, and there was no one in the city who went to condolences."

Not only the little old man, but also the heads of the other mercenary regiments who surrounded him, the heads of the major chambers of commerce, the heads of the guilds, etc. all changed their expressions.

Some of them said anxiously and wisely: "It's wrong, it's the devil Tuge who stopped us, otherwise we would have gone to visit the lords of the temple, and please explain to us, Lord Earl, we have already prepared all kinds of condolences The supplies are ready, let’s send them out of the city now.”

"That's right, it's the devil Tuge who stopped us, it's him." Anyway, Tuge is dead, so he won't stand up and refute.

"That's good, I will convey your thoughts." After finishing speaking, Rebinia jumped down to the city, still secretly proud of herself. The adults in the temple should like this gift.

...

Negris and the others were surrounding Ange. To be honest, they were also frightened by the huge figure.

"What is that? Did you summon it?" Negris asked.

"Well...it seems to be His Majesty." Duroken said.

In essence, the undead king looks like the black crystal skeleton, but it is not like this in terms of perception, especially for undead creatures, they observe the outside world through their souls, which are divided into active and passive.

The soul emits fluctuations, which are reflected back when touched by objects, and are perceived by the soul. This is initiative.

An individual who originally possessed soul fluctuations, the emission of fluctuations is perceived, which is passive.

Your majesty's soul fluctuations are too terrifying. In the perception of most undead creatures, it is a huge black shadow, full of oppression. As long as it is there, all other soul fluctuations will be covered by it, making all your perceptions It is the only thing left, just like the sun covering all the stars.

So in the minds of Duroken and those who have seen him, His Majesty is not the black crystal skeleton, but a huge black shadow, and the skeleton is just the carrier of his soul.

The one who just walked through the mist was the black shadow that Duroken had seen, but he was not sure, because it was ridiculous that Ange summoned the undead king.

Anger said: "Illusion, realization."

He just manifested the black shadow he had seen in the consciousness space, because he found that the fog of death's breath is particularly easy to manifest various things.

"So it's an illusion? It's frightening to death." Negris was relieved when he heard that. It was almost scared to death just now.

Anthony and Duroken looked at each other, is it really an illusion? Then why add the word "realization"?

The grown-up usually speaks little, and every word he says contains a lot of meanings. Sometimes only Negris can guess what he wants to say. Does the specially added "realization" have any other meaning?

But Negris didn't hear any other meanings, so there should be no other meanings...

Rebinia's voice came from afar: "My lords, please see Rebinia."

She didn't dare to rush over like last time, but stopped far away and begged loudly. This is the proper etiquette for treating superiors. Last time, she regarded An Ge and others as liars.

Anthony greeted them quickly, and after some conversation, both Anthony and Rebinia laughed with satisfaction, and the laughter was full of joy.

...

Hosted by Anthony, assisted by silver coins, and with the full cooperation of Rebinia, Anthony took control of Drogo City in less than two days.

He came forward to gather all the powerful figures in the city, and led by Rebinia, organized a temporary management committee, and each force had to provide corresponding manpower and funds.

If you have money, you can give money and you can work hard, and the income will be distributed according to the proportion of your work.

He deliberately put two forces with conflicting interests and contradictions together, and then provoked them to fight among themselves, and inadvertently took care of the weaker faction, maintaining a delicate balance of fighting without breaking and urging each other.

It is also very generous to share some benefits that many people would not have encountered before, which inspired them to cooperate with all their strength.

At the same time, a lot of temptations were thrown out, such as 'The Temple of Immortality has another name, the Temple of Eternal Life', 'Believe in the God of Immortality, it's hard to die', 'It's too easy to lose hands and feet and look old, and it's impossible to die. Can't die, are you still afraid of these? '.

Aroused those little old men, old women, sun wilted men, fear of death ghosts and the like, the god of death would come down immediately and give them eternal life and youth.

In particular, Anthony showed his hand and healed an old scar on Rebinia's arm on the spot, further confirming the credibility of his words.

It is too easy for a thousand-year-old magician and archbishop to play with people's hearts, and the entire committee was tampered with by him.

For a city of 100,000 people, it is not difficult to accommodate thousands of disaster victims, especially now that there is no defense force, and the remaining disaster victims happen to be young and strong without families.

Anthony selected 2,000 people to be imprisoned in the barracks for closed training. The committee provided money and food to support them, but the command was handed over to Libinia, and the rest were distributed to the security team and various government departments, mixed with sand.

After such adjustments, Rebinia actually became the city lord of Drogo City, but she couldn't have all the powers of the city lord, because she was watched by the management committee, and she couldn't do some extraordinary things.

"Wonderful, as expected of the old magic stick, in this way, even if he is not in Drogo City, Libinia will not be able to seize power, and the others will definitely not want to."

"But in this way, without absolute authority, there are some things that Libinia can't do, such as foreign invasion, large-scale wonder projects and so on."

"It's just that she can't do it. In the end, she can only find Anthony."

"So that's the case, tsk tsk tsk, you are indeed an old magic stick."

After reaching a consensus, Silver Coin took out some contracts and bags, and said: "This is the contract of some land that Lord Anthony 'confiscated', and some donated by believers. The bags contain the seeds of the crops that Drogo often grows. , dedicated to adults, I hope adults like it."

Negris rolled his eyes, these guys, now they all learned to do what they like.

...

Many of the land deeds sent by the silver coins are wasteland. It is uneconomical to open up wasteland on such land, but to Ange, this is not a problem.

The little angel took the Earth Sacred Hammer and hammered hard at the gravel on the ground. With one hammer down, everything turned into powder.

The little zombie followed behind her, digging the soil quickly. Because it has learned the earth charge, it is now connected to the earth element every time, so it is very easy to dig.

Ange checked the composition of the land and selected suitable crops.

Different crops have different nutrient needs for the land. Even deserts can grow grass and mushrooms. As long as there are suitable seeds, there is no place where things cannot be grown.

What's more, even if there is no 'soil', isn't there still rice that can be grown without soil.

Ange happily sowed the seeds, then activated the quick-death aura stone, and the crops grew wildly.

The harvested crops, except those selected for seeds, are all stuffed into the domain of the gods.

God's Domain is a sterile space, no living things can survive in it, so it is very clean, even food can be processed in it.

The chubby demon king lay quietly in the realm of the gods, surrounded by food and vegetables.

Ange piled the collected food under the big iron ball, injected the soul of the hamster skeleton into it, and made it run.

Under the urging of the hamster skeleton, the chubby demon king swayed from side to side, crushing the food under his body, and easily crushing them into powder.

"Pfft—you use the god-level structure to grind powder." Negris said angrily.

Not only does it grind rice, but it also grinds vegetables and elf beans, all of which are ground into powder and mixed together. Ange is too lazy to knead into balls, because Duroken designed a mold for him.

A large lump of mixed rapeseed cake dough is stuffed into the mold, compacted, pulled horizontally, and then vertically, and the dough inside is divided into squares the size of a fist.

Ange then used element repulsion to expel part of the water element, and they turned into lumpy rapeseed cakes, which are eaten anyway. Is there a difference between square and round?

While planting and making, all the original vegetables were consumed, but his god's domain was filled again, and all the god's domain was filled with rapeseed cakes.

"Is it all mixed with elf beans?" Anthony looked at the rapeseed cakes full of Yishenyu, dumbfounded: "One piece for each person, this is enough for the whole city to eat."

Ange nodded and said, "Eat it."

Eat them to save soul flames and make the saplings grow faster.

Anthony was a little hesitant: "Isn't it too wasteful to eat it? One piece will fill you up, it won't hurt your stomach, and it's rich in nutrients. This is a strategic material. With this kind of thing, it will be easier for me to spread the glory of immortality."

Ange nodded, that's okay, the soul flames dedicated by the undead believers are more vigorous than those absorbed by planting godheads.

However, not everyone is not an undead believer, but everyone who eats the rapeseed cake must contribute to the godhead of planting. The base is large, and the total amount is actually quite a lot.

"That's good, that's good." Anthony didn't know what he thought of, and couldn't help but gear up.

Anthony prepared a warehouse and asked Ange to vacate all the canola cakes in God's Domain into the warehouse.

...

Two days later, Ange continued to farm in the wild, but Anthony led the people and escorted a dozen or so tied-up people over.

Negris asked inexplicably: "Who are these people? What are they here for?"

Anthony laughed: "I fished it with rapeseed cakes, and I brought it here to prove one thing, my lord, can you accept the belief in the light? If so, should we take the Church of the light?"

Thank you ttyj, the tree of bitterness blooms, Mobai**, for the reward.