Chris decided to eat it for a while first, and when he got tired of it, he would take it to Mote City and sell it to the public. He believed that the big families would be willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.
Reputation 5 from Jonathan, Reputation 5 from Arthur...
At the same time, Jonathan and the others also ate the dragon meat cooked by Mrs. Ellen, providing Chris with reputation points.
After dinner, Chris had almost recovered and no longer felt weak.
He got up and walked out of the restaurant and went to the courtyard on the first floor of the castle to do some activities.
Under the bright moonlight, Chris saw a small figure looking around, and grabbing a handful of sand from time to time.
"Linda?" Chris asked, "What are you doing?"
Linda looked back and said: "I think the soil in your yard is quite fertile. I want to cultivate the magic seeds you gave me today. Would you mind?"
Chris said: "I don't mind."
"First of all, if you cultivate a powerful magic plant and accidentally destroy your castle, don't blame me."
Chris said: "It's okay, just go ahead and do it boldly."
I wish you could cultivate powerful plants so that I can add a strong defensive force to my castle.
"Just here." Linda found a place in the west side of the yard, which was very empty.
A cypress tree is planted on the east side of the yard, which will block the sunlight from the magic plants.
Chris came to the side of the female magician and watched quietly.
Linda took out a small shovel, dug a hole, and buried the black seed she bought in the morning.
After pouring half a bucket of water, she took out the wand again, murmuring a spell in her mouth, and the top of the wand lit up with a bright green light.
In less than a moment, a bud broke out of the ground and grew at a slow speed.
Chris asked: "Would you like to pour some of my blood on it?"
Linda nodded and said, "Yes, your blood contains a lot of energy. If you pour some on it, it will grow faster, but not too much, or it will be unbearable."
"Okay." Chris agreed, turned into a dragon form, took out the green sword from the space ring, cut his palm, and bright red blood seeped out from the wound.
The blood drips on the buds, dyeing them red, and is quickly absorbed.
Then, Chris was surprised to see that the sapling was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In two or three minutes, it had grown to more than ten centimeters.
Chris didn't dare to bleed too quickly, and just let the blood flow slowly.
It can be clearly felt that the sapling greets the world with cheers and excitement. Its leaves are like palms, shaking gently, as if waving.
The growth process of the sapling lasted for more than ten minutes and grew to more than one meter high.
During the process, Chris's wounds healed, and he had to cut several more times until he felt a little exhausted.
However, Chris discovered that something was not right. Why did the newly grown saplings look so similar to the cypress trees planted in his yard?
"Are you sure this is a magic plant?"
Linda was also a little confused. She had clearly felt magic fluctuations in the seeds before, so why was this just an ordinary plant?
The two of them stared at each other. Chris didn't want to waste his blood anymore. After the wound healed, he didn't care about it anymore.
Suddenly, a strange leaf grew from the top of the sapling, as big as a palm, and looked out of place with the surrounding leaves.
Not only that, the veins on the leaves are pale golden, shining brightly under the moonlight.
"I know." Linda slapped her forehead, "This is a very rare magical plant called the Warning Tree."
Her eyes were bright and she looked quite excited, "We have found a treasure this time. You can pick off the leaves and put them on your eyes to try."
Chris doubtfully picked off the leaf from the top of the sapling and put it to his eyes.
In an instant, the scene in front of him changed and he saw four legs.
Looking up, there was a man and a woman. The man was handsome and handsome, wearing simple aristocratic clothes. The woman was petite and cute, wrapped in a gray magician's robe.
Isn't this just me and Linda?
Chris took off the leaves and returned his sight to his own eyes. He looked carefully at the warning tree in front of him and found that it was no different from an ordinary big tree.
"This is the wonderful function of the warning tree. It has no fixed shape and will automatically grow in the same shape as the surrounding trees to achieve the concealment effect." Linda smiled.
Chris put the leaves to his eyes again to feel the perspective of the warning tree.
As he turns around, raises his head, and lowers his head, his line of sight changes accordingly, and it is extremely clear. He can also zoom in and out of the scenery he sees. It is simply a 360-degree panoramic surveillance without blind spots.
"What a good thing!" Chris took off the leaf, his eyes blazing, "It's a pity that there is only this one. It would be great if warning trees could be planted everywhere in Hope Town."
In that way, Chris can grasp the situation in the entire territory, and if an abnormality occurs, he can handle it as soon as possible.
And if there are thieves, robbers, etc., they can be discovered in time.
"Don't worry, this is no problem at all." Linda broke off a branch of the warning tree and planted it on the land next to it. "These branches will take root when they fall to the ground and grow into sub-trees with the same surveillance effect. As long as we protect the mother tree
Okay, you can continue to cultivate sub-trees until the entire territory is covered."
"That would be great." Chris' eyes lit up.
At this moment, the warning tree changed again. Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned completely red, and fine scales grew on the trunk.
Immediately afterwards, a red light lit up on the top of the tree trunk, and it became brighter and brighter, like a light bulb.
"Poof!" A fireball the size of a football flew out from the lighted place and landed more than ten meters away, blasting out a deep pit with a diameter of one meter and sending dust flying all over the sky.
That power is not inferior to the fireball technique cast by a first-level magician.
Soon, the red color on the warning tree faded and turned into the appearance of an ordinary cypress tree, as if what just happened had nothing to do with it.
It gently swayed the leaves towards Chris, as if to say: "Master, do you think I am powerful?"
Chris looked at Linda next to him blankly and asked, "Is this also the function of the warning tree?"
Linda also had the same expression and said: "No, I only know that the camouflage effect of the warning tree is very good, but I have never heard that it has the ability to attack. It may be that your blood mutates it."
Chris couldn't help but think of Mrs. Wheatley's words: "Our Jordan family was also very prominent hundreds of years ago..."
Could it be that the Qiaodun family’s ancestors have any other origins?