Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Don't, don't fight!" Dagu rushed over, pawing left and right 'gently', trying to separate everyone.

The shadow guard's red eyes radiated sharply, and he quickly put his hands in front of him, but the big bone hand pushed him to 'explode', and his body exploded.

Ange also clasped his hands, holding Dagu's other hand, his body remained motionless, but the soil under his feet couldn't support the slippage, and he slid a few steps away.

Dagu panicked: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." He was about to run towards the exploding Shadow Guard, as if he wanted to fight him back.

"Master Big Bone, I know you didn't do it on purpose, don't come here!" The shadow guard made a face, and shouted impatiently, stopped Big Bone from approaching, and touched it a few more times, it wasn't intentional It has to be finished too.

Big Bone stopped in frustration, scratched his head: "I'm sorry...you are too fragile, it's better to be ange big cats..."

The shadow guards no longer cared about what the big bone said, as long as it didn't come close, the leader of the shadow guards said: "Master big bone, the great sage ordered us to requisition fertile land for the druid guests Farming, is this your territory?"

Dagu scratched his head: "No, it belongs to Ange."

Dagu took a step back, revealing Ange behind him.

The Shadow Guard blinked suspiciously. There are not many high-status undead creatures in the Land of the Sunken, and the big bone is one of them. If it is a big bone, it is understandable. Why does an ordinary golden skeleton have so many? arable land?

But he didn't think too much, and said directly: "Golden Skull, the great sage needs to requisition your cultivated land and hand it over to the Druids for cultivation. Please cooperate."

"No." Angus refused.

"Golden Skull, I hope you cooperate, this is the order of the great sage." The shadow guard sternly said.

"No." Angus refused.

The little angel rushed up slowly, and was picked up by Anget before he could move.

The little angel turned around in confusion, and pointed at the shadow guard: "Oh!"

An Ge shook his head: "Oh."

"Oh." The little angel retreated in frustration.

After being interrupted like this, the shadow guards suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. They had never encountered the situation of refusing the order of the great sage. What should they do now?

But soon they didn't have to worry about it, and they retreated one after another. On the distant horizon, a black shadow approached at high speed, flicked its tail, and stopped firmly in front of everyone.

The great sage got off the carriage angrily, but when he saw the situation in the field, he immediately froze: "Big bone? Why are you here?"

Dagu scratched his head, pointed at Ange and the others: "New friend."

The great sage followed the direction of the big bone, and his eyes fell on Ange and the others.

An unremarkable golden skull, a pink and cute little human girl, a lich, a brass young dragon, a big cat, a young human woman in the distance, three humans, a lich, and a unicorn... this combination Why is it so strange?

Since he is a friend of the big bone, it seems inconvenient to force it. The great sage who was pretending to be angry just now couldn't help scratching his head, and turned to the Druid who was still in the sky and said, "Noble My guests, the land here has an owner, may I ask you to change to another place."

Dubinqi's voice came from the eagle's body: "No, the soil here is the most fertile and suitable for planting crops. If you change to other places, it will be difficult to achieve a thousand catties per mu."

Nonsense, can it not be fertile?

Ange added worm ash as the base fertilizer, mixed bird droppings, added the corresponding plant ash and gravel smashed by the hammer of the earth, and carefully adjusted the soil ratio with Anger's planting experience of thousands of years, and purified it with water. The technique purifies the insects, ants, molds and so on in the soil.

It is absolutely impossible for Dubinch to find this kind of suitable soil in the natural environment, and he has never even seen it before, so how could he give up so easily.

The great sage couldn't help being embarrassed, if it was for other reasons, it would be fine, Du Binqi now brought up the reason of 'not being able to produce a thousand catties per mu', so he had to be cautious.

If you can’t produce a thousand catties per mu, how much can you produce per mu? five hundred? three hundred? one hundred? No matter how much the output is at that time, these druids can say: it was because you didn't give us that piece of land at that time, so the output was so low, and you have to be responsible.

Responsibility can be pushed away.

In order to avoid them making excuses in the future, it seems that it is better to give them the land acquisition, at worst, give some compensation to Dagu's friends.

Thinking of this, the great sage turned his head, and when he was about to say something, the brass young dragon suddenly spoke: "Old undead, do you still recognize me?"

Negris has been observing the expression of the great sage. Seeing his last expression, Negris knew something was wrong. Based on his knowledge of the old undead, he probably planned to fight hard.

It's okay to force other things, but it is absolutely impossible to rob Ange's field. If there is a fight, if the great sage is killed, it will be troublesome.

Even now, Negris couldn't care less about hiding, so he called out "Old Undead" when he opened his mouth.

This disrespectful appellation made those shadow guards furious: "Bold!"

Just as he was about to rush up and cut down the little yellow dragon, the great sage stopped them, then looked at the little yellow dragon in disbelief, and shouted in shock and uncertainty: "God of knowledge?"

The only guy he knew who would call him Old Undead was the brass dragon who claimed to know everything.

"I haven't seen you for more than a thousand years. I didn't expect you to remember me." Negris said.

After confirming that he is the God of Knowledge, the great sage was even more shocked, and his body became a little unstable with excitement: "God of Knowledge, you...you...you are thin! Why are you here? Could it be that the Palace of Rest..."

Negris knew what he wanted to ask, but it shook its head and made up a reason: "I don't know the situation of the Dormition Palace. Piero saved me."

If it is not forced, Negris does not want to recognize these old people of the undead empire at all. It can accept Ange to control the godhead and become the god of immortality. Can the great sage accept it? Can Harvey take it?

Don't know, what if they don't accept it? What if they asked Ange to hand over the Dormition Palace?

These elders of the undead empire cannot erase their reverence for the undead king. Are they willing to watch the undead god fall on the head of a vegetable-growing skeleton?

I don't know, in order to avoid complications, Negris didn't want to recognize each other, and they couldn't return to the Palace of Rest anyway.

But now I have no choice but to reveal my identity, so I have to make up a reason first, and ask Anthony to collude with him later.

"Is it really you? Why are you here? How did you become like this? God, you are so thin, how long has it been since you ate?" The great sage floated over excitedly, groping around on Negris.

"Don't touch it, don't touch it randomly, roll around!!" Negris rolled and kicked the great sage aside.

I have never seen the great sage so groggy, the eyes of the shadow guards changed, they put away their weapons and quietly retreated to the side.

Dubinqi and the others were also put aside, and the great sage and Negris made a group together, murmuring and didn't know what they were talking about, and when it came to excitement, they burst out a few words of "chambada" and "old undead" from time to time. ''Embryodragon' scolding.

Ten minutes later, maybe the conversation was settled, and the two guys separated. Negris returned to An Ge's side and asked in a low voice:

"Ange, the great sage offered two scarecrows in exchange for half of your cultivated land. With the relay tower as the center line, the east side belongs to them, and the west side belongs to us. In a competition between the two sides, whoever wins the scepter of heaven will get it. Do you agree? "

scarecrow? Ange touched the scarecrow hat on the back and nodded hastily.

If there is anything closest to him on the farm, it is undoubtedly the scarecrow. Unfortunately, since the immortal soul disappeared, the scarecrow also quickly lost its magic power, unable to transform into a shape, and finally decayed Withered and cracked, only a hat remained.

An Ge hated others burning his fields and robbing him of his land, but the exchange of equal value was no problem. At worst, just reclaim it. Scarecrows are so precious.

Negris breathed a sigh of relief, the scarecrow was suggested by the great sage, because after thinking about it, only these things related to farming can impress the vegetable planting skeleton.

"Then are you sure? These people claim to be high-yielding grain breeders in the Spring Breeze Cup Grain Competition, and have cultivated grains with a yield of one thousand catties per mu. Are you sure you will win? The scepter of the kingdom of heaven cannot fall into the hands of others." asked Negris.

If An Ge is not sure, then it can only refuse the competition, and then find a "friend trade" with the great sage, and get the scepter privately. At worst, let Anthony make another fake product for those druids.

Angus nodded.

Then there is no problem, Negris flew over to reply, and the great sage over there also talked with Dubinqi. Originally, Dubinqi disagreed. Such a fertile land is a treasure to druids. How can I let others share half of it?

But when they heard that the other party wanted to compete with them in planting techniques to see whose crops were more productive, all the druids, including Dubinch, laughed, with expressions of "these children are so cute" on their faces, and immediately agreed .

Negris went and came back, and brought back two scarecrows, human-shaped straw puppets made of straw, with two straw hats on their heads. Both the straw puppets and the straw hats were much more delicate than the ones Ange had ever seen.

With the relay tower as the center line, Ange and others retreated to the west of the center line.

After Ange retreated, the druids other than Dubinch came over, sowed seeds on the border, and then cast spells.

With the rhythm of magic, the seeds on the ground grew rapidly, and the thorny vines grew wildly, and then under the guidance of the Druids, they grew into a three-meter-high wall, enclosing the land that belonged to them in the east. All surrounded.

Lightning was called over, and the big cat, the little angel, and the little zombie, Ange, the brass dragon, slid down, squatted on its back, probed its head, and looked into the vines curiously.

Negris whispered in shock: "Grow faster than your aura of quick death? Are real druids so powerful?"

"No, it's the seeds." Ange said.

...

After everyone dispersed and the druids fell asleep, a black shadow quietly touched the bramble fence, with a touch of a finger, one of the buds quickly grew and blossomed, and the black shadow picked a bunch of seeds .

Then he walked around to another wall and followed the same method, and the black shadow got the seeds of different plants.

After waking up the next day, several druids looked at the hollow on the bramble wall, which had withered ahead of time due to the flowering and fruiting, with blank faces.

...

Before the eternal night passed, the match between An Ge and the Druids could not start, but An Ge didn't care at all, because he discovered another thing, these Druids are simply a treasure, there are too many treasures on him up.

The bramble vine they took out on the first day was a fast-growing plant, and under the urging of the druids, it could grow into a wall in a day.

Then the next day, they planted another tree, which was short and strong, but grew very fast, and it would bear fruit the next day, bearing a fruit the size of a human head.

Pick these fruits, put them on the fire and roast them, open them after roasting, and the fragrance of grains will come out of the fruits. Inside the fruits are lumps of yellow flour-like objects, which will form a ball after being roasted. Put it in your mouth and eat it.

"Oh my god, that's starch. This kind of fruit can be used as a staple food." Negris poked his head out of the window on the top floor of the relay tower, and said in shock while looking at it.

Ange and the others followed suit, pulling the window and sticking their heads out, watching curiously.

Dubinqi Druid probably regretted using the relay tower as the boundary now, and the Thorn Wall is useless, because the relay tower is higher, and their every move is under the eyes of others.

Moreover, these people are very thick-skinned, even shameless. If you tell them not to peek, they simply don't peek, but 'see clearly'.

After eating in a hurry, the druids ran to another corner at the far end, and sprinkled some fast-growing seeds, which soon gave birth to a wooden house, and hid in the wooden house to do anything else.

When they all hid in the wooden house, a black shadow quietly touched the side of the thorn wall, looked in through the small crack, spotted it, and suddenly reached for his hand. His hand disappeared in the empty space in front of him, but appeared in Qiba Next to the starchy fruit tree one meter away, a fruit was pulled and disappeared.

Soi Ying withdrew his hand, and there was already an extra fruit in his hand, so he hurriedly hugged it and slipped back to the relay tower.

Back at the relay tower, Negris couldn't help coming out and scolding: "Stealing things with the piercing hand, you really are..."

During dinner, seeing that a fruit was missing from the tree, a druid couldn't help but scolded: "Who shameless steals! Have you never seen breadfruit? Tell me if you haven't eaten it! Uncle, I will give you alms, stealing things and rotten hands and feet, shameless, no fart..."

Lightning ran over excitedly: "Who is cursing? Who is cursing? Great, look at me."

Taking a deep breath, Lightning stood on the side of the thorn wall and began to spray: "%￥... # % @\u0026amp;...￥￥* # ...￥*￥... # \u0026amp ;* # \u0026amp;(\u0026amp;...^ # ...*￥...@#￥(@#￥%(%\u0026amp;%...￥...)!% # !@#! @#...\u0026amp;￥..."

Amid Lightning's furious scolding, the druids ran away: "Forget it, don't bother with these villains, it's useless to steal breadfruit, they can't grow seeds."

They couldn't be beaten, they couldn't be scolded, they were bullied all day long, and the druids felt like they were going to be bald.

Just after An Ge plucked six special seeds from these druids, the sky became bright.

Thank you for telling about the sadness of the past, the bookworm Dadazhu, the end of the song, Li Yiyi, for the reward.