Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The next day, Ange called Negris' god name, and the idea of ​​the brass dragon was projected into his soul.

Anger talked about the wonderful connection between him and the little zombie, and asked why.

As soon as he heard it, Negris yelled: "Impossible, that's a soul connection, but the way you get it is that it dedicates it to you? A new lich, and it dedicates its soul to you? Are you kidding me?" You are not a king."

Ange tilted his head, as if he understood it, but he didn't understand it again, so he just stood there in a daze.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean by ignoring people when you talk?" Negris was angry.

Ange tilted his head, and said puzzledly, "One question, tomorrow."

Negris almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "No, no, no, this is not a question, I am asking you, it dedicated the fire of the soul to you? Active?" Negris asked eagerly.

Angus nodded.

"But...but...." Negris didn't know what to say: "But you are not a king."

An Ge stared at him blankly.

Negris struggled for a while, but decided that it would be better to make it clear, otherwise he would suffocate him if he kept half of it.

"You and little..., this is Lich, Sidor Chuuk? The connection between Sidor and your soul is called soul connection, between two undead creatures. The superior and the subordinate have a soul connection Contact, it cannot betray you, you can control everything about it, including soul and mind, and even destroy it."

"There are two cases of soul connection, one is that its soul is bestowed by you, is its soul bestowed by you?" Negris asked.

Anger shook his head, but asked an irrelevant question: "Why is it called Sidor Chuuk?"

Negris responded impatiently: "Can't you read it? It's written in the placket."

"Another situation is that it consecrates the soul vow to you, does it consecrate the soul vow to you? Or, do you know what the vow is?" Negris sneered, not because he underestimated Ange and the little zombie, With Ange's dumbfounded look, what could he do? It will be annoying.

Angus shook his head.

Negris shook his head and sighed: "Neither of the two situations, then there is only the third possibility, Soul Network, but you are not a king."

Negris, who was puzzled, said: "You'd better find out if there are any undead temples that retain believers. If your soul can connect to it, it is a real soul network."

After Negris left, Ange grabbed the little zombie and opened its clothes to check. Sure enough, he saw a few words in the skirt - Sidor Chuuk.

After the human starved to death, all the clothes on his body were in order. After turning into a little zombie, he ran around wildly, and the parts that were easy to wear were polished off, leaving only half of his body to wear.

There was a name on the clothes, so the name should be the name of the little zombie's shell during his lifetime.

Although the two are not the same soul, the little zombie is just an undead creature spawned from this corpse, but it doesn't matter, it's just a name, at least better than the little zombie, not easy to confuse.

When the little zombie saw Ange taking off its clothes, it thought that Ange wanted it, so it quickly took it off and handed it to Ange. It didn't put it back on until Ange said no. But after dismantling it like this, the clothes became even more torn.

In this way, Ange occupied this area, reclaimed the farmland, moved gravel and placed them row by row, and then spread luminescent moss on it.

Glowing moss, a tenacious moss, can grow in every wet corner when no one cares about it. Now that someone has specially built a suitable growth environment, it will naturally grow wildly, not only in the gullies of reclaimed farmland. It is full, and the rock walls at the edge are all overgrown. Once you enter this area, it will be full of fluorescent lights, as bright as day.

With enough light, Ange sprinkled the seeds into the ridge formed between the two rows of glowing moss.

Anger doesn't know anything else, but when it comes to planting, he is very experienced. With more than a thousand years of planting experience, he can figure out the properties of crops as quickly as possible.

Moss needs to be moist, but there should be no water, so he spread gravel on the bottom of the ditch. The crops should not be too wet, so they should be planted on the ridge, and the rows should be planted at intervals, so that the crops in each row can be planted. Can shine light.

Yes, Ange plans to use the light emitted by the luminous moss to illuminate the crops, but it is not yet known whether it will work or not.

During this period, Feilin came again, took out ten soul crystals, and took away forty-five bags of food. Then he saw the glowing moss field made by Ange, and he immediately paid attention.

In his mind, An Ge is a watchman, and he will not fix those useless things. Can the glowing moss be used like this?

The biggest problem in the dungeon is that the arable land is decreasing day by day. It is difficult to meet these two conditions if there is sufficient lighting and cannot be blown by the wind of rest. On the contrary, fertile soil is easy, and it takes more effort Just dig it.

If the luminescent moss can be used in this way, then the condition of 'sufficient lighting' can be removed, and there are plenty of places to grow things in the dungeon.

A week later, all the sown seeds had germinated.

...

In a dark corner of the dungeon, the corpse of the necromancer lying on the ground was already stiff and covered with spots. This was actually not normal. A week had passed, and the normal corpse had already rotted and maggoted.

But he was a necromancer before his death, and there were too many methods of embalming. The erosion of the breath of death alone was enough to delay the decay of the corpse.

Without any warning, a mass of red flames ignited on the corpse's head. The corpse sat up abruptly, and opened its eyes, revealing a pair of black eyeballs without whites.

On the forehead, a pair of devilish curved horns twisted and grew, and a deep voice sounded: "Useless waste, even if you pick up the corpse, people will find it. In the end, I have to do it myself, the noble Lord Dimas."

After the demonic whisper, the corners of the corpse contracted, the pupils returned to normal black and white, even the corpse spots on the body disappeared completely, and the skin regained the blood color and elasticity of a living person.

After tidying up, the demon Dimas looked himself up and down, nodded in satisfaction, opened the door and left quietly.

After a series of tortuous tunnels and long stairs, Dimas got out of a thick coffin. There are hundreds of the same sarcophagus here.

...

Filin, who had been keeping an eye on Ange's situation, naturally knew about the germination of the seeds. He couldn't make ends meet, so he just picked up another ten soul crystals and came over to check for himself under the pretext of exchanging food.

After seeing it, Filin was very excited. The luminescent moss can really provide light to the crops, which is much better than they rely on manpower to provide magic power to the magic lamp, and then use the magic lamp to illuminate it.

Not all of them are needed, as long as they are used a little, they can save a lot of manpower.

"My lord, can we use this method?" Ferlin asked expectantly.

An Ge didn't understand what he meant, and tilted his head to look at him.

This gesture frightened Feilin again, and he hastily took out another soul crystal in pain: "Please allow us to use the method you invented, and we will pay you a usage fee at the price of one soul crystal per month. "

Now An Ge understands that it turns out that using the method invented by others requires a user fee. Ange took the soul crystal and nodded.

There is a lot of one soul crystal. Every time he trades, Ange absorbs the energy of half a soul crystal into his soul according to the habit of the first time. The first time is unintentional, and the next two times become a routine. , One soul crystal can cover the amount of two transactions.

Putting away the soul crystal, Ange suddenly remembered the proposal of the brass dragon, and he asked Feilin, "Is there a temple of immortality here?"

When Feilin, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, heard this question, his soul thumped and raised his throat again.

Thank you pandas for their love of drinking coffee without sugar.