51 Small Theater 'Labor Day, Get Up and Plant the Land'
Ange spread the seeds into the sky, then controlled the wind element to spread them gently and evenly to the ground, then covered them with soil and watered them.
Nigris flew by staggeringly. He almost fell apart from exhaustion after serving a brood of baby dragons last night. Even though it was an undead creature, the destructive power of the little thing was so strong that even a corpse dragon would fall apart from fatigue.
It's rare that today is a holiday, so I have to take a good rest... half a day.
"Hey, Ange, what are you doing?" Nigris asked when he saw Ange from a distance.
"Grow vegetables." Ange responded.
"It's Labor Day, are you still planting vegetables?" Nigris was surprised.
Ange tilted his head and asked in confusion: "What is Labor Day?"
"It is a festival to commemorate workers. According to legend, a long time ago, the gods were cruel and cruel and drove the common people to work day and night, letting them plant more land and weave more cloth, so the workers united
, overthrew the gods, and since then, today has been designated as Labor Day to commemorate those heroic workers."
"Oh." Ange nodded, indicating that he understood.
Nigris returned to his lair with satisfaction. In the past, he would follow Ange. Now, isn't it because he has offspring, a baby dragon, and a mother dragon? Although they are all purely friendships,
The bloodline belongs to it, so it needs some independent space.
Put the resting liquid in the bathtub and prepare to take a good bath to soothe your soul. Hurrah, huff, huff, under the tree where the nest is located, the purple-skeletal titans walked by with hoes on their backs, cursing.
Nigris curiously poked his head out and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you? It's a holiday today, don't you guys have a rest?"
One of the Purple Skeleton Titans raised his head, it was the Great Witch, and he said angrily: "Give me a break! Some bastard deceived Mr. Ange, saying that today is Labor Day, a program for workers, and we need to plant seeds."
More land, now Mr. Ange has asked us to go back to celebrate Labor Day and farm the land. If I find out who is talking nonsense, I will dig it into the ground with a hoe and use it as fertilizer."
After saying that, the great witch raised his head, eyes flashing with lightning, looked at Negris and asked: "Master Negris, do you know who it is? I immediately went to peel it."
After awakening the power of thunder, even an old purple-skeletal titan like the Great Witch has some power of a thunder titan.
Nigris sneered and said, "I don't know, I'm taking care of my children, so who knows who is talking nonsense."
Boom, boom, boom, the ground suddenly trembled slightly. Nigris flew to the tree crown a few hundred meters away. Looking into the distance, he saw a black tide rushing in this direction in the flat wasteland.
They were endless undead creatures with no end in sight. They were like black carpets, moving on the earth. The weight of their skeletons was insignificant, but when they stepped on them together, they made the earth tremble.
In the direction of the tide, Ange raised his hand to cross the border, and the voice of his soul resounded throughout the world: "Labor Day!"
The tide of undead creatures responded with an even greater roar of souls: "Plant the land!"
“Labor Day!”
“Farming!”
"Ouch!"
"ticket!"
PS: I just fell asleep, it’s too late for the second chapter, I will update it in the early morning.