"Uh, I seem to have eaten too much." Nigris was speechless.
It has heard that the human stomach is very fragile. It cannot be eaten too full, too little, too cold, too hot, too hard, or too soft. Cereals must be shelled before they can be eaten, otherwise they will suffer from swallowing.
It's really useless not to go down and starve to death.
What can be done? Ange came to rescue Luo and applied a series of facial cleansing techniques. Not to mention the acute gastroenteritis, even some old injuries on her body were cured, and the dirt on her body was also purified.
After a few breaths, a crazy woman who was shriveled, skinny, and covered in dirt turned into a clean, white, skinny beauty.
The hair that was originally tied into a ball is now loose and hanging on the shoulders. Except for some dry and split ends, it is not much different from the hair that has been washed all year round.
Nigris was amazed by the miraculous effect of the facial cleansing technique: "The effect of the facial cleansing technique is so great. If you stop growing vegetables in the future, you can make a lot of money by opening a bathroom and helping people bathe. That's Lili."
Only a guy like Shah can define such holy light."
The effect of the facial cleansing technique was defined by Lisa, Ange only provided the holy light.
After the dirt and injuries on her body were purified, Clay's mother was left with only "thin". She was not a lich and could not be filled with "holy light", so she had to rely on eating.
Clay's mother touched her belly in confusion, maybe wondering why it didn't hurt anymore. Then she raised her head and smiled silly at Clay, then started to eat the unfinished cake while holding it in her arms.
"Still stupid? It seems that her mental problems are not caused by physical problems, but caused by mental problems. Anthony is more experienced in this aspect." Nigris murmured.
When Clay saw this, he no longer hesitated, and quickly crawled over and nodded towards Nigris: "I am willing, I am willing, as long as my mother and I are provided with room and board, I can do whatever you want me to do."
"No, no, no, no." Negris waved his hand quickly: "This, this is the true master, the God of Immortality, and everything is a gift from him."
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The profiteer selling grain was brought to Ange, and then his attention was stunned by the mountains of grain bags behind Ange: "I, I, I, this, this, this..."
Nigris sighed, it was more appropriate for the profiteer of silver coins to come forward in this situation, Lisa could do it too, but unfortunately, neither of them were here, so he had to rush it.
"Do you know about the Temple of the Undying?" Nigris asked.
The profiteer glanced at Ange and shook his head.
"You see, this is a fire of the dead. If you are willing to worship it, dedicate yourself to it, and then let the flames grow high, you can get food at a low price or even for free." Negris said.
"Really? How much is free?" The profiteer's eyes lit up.
"Here, it's free to come here." Nigris made a comparison, and then made another point: "Go here for 50% off, come here for 30% off."
The profiteer swooped in front of the undead fire, started to smoke, and the flames of the undead fire went straight to the free scale.
Negris glanced at the profiteer in surprise, then looked at Ange and asked: "Are you so pious?"
Ange tilted his head and looked at the thick soul flames coming toward his face. Not to mention pious, it was simply too pious. It was obvious that the profiteer's belief in free food was extremely pious.
Nigris threw a bag of grain in front of the profiteer and said: "That's it, pious, free, not so pious, discounted, unbelievable at all, original price, these grains will be yours to manage. If there is no more, you
Just look for the people from Lord Rogge, Rogge will send someone back then."
"Me? Manage it for me? Really? Aren't you worried about me stealing food?" the profiteer asked in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
When Clay bit his head at Nigris, Nigris sensed a problem. He had crossed a certain line recently, which was not suitable for his role as a dog-headed strategist.
Although Ange won't care about this, Ange is the owner of the immortal godhead. What if others get the wrong object, the wrong dedication target, and the wrong account for the soul flame?
Recently, the number of believers has not increased much. What should I do if the aura has no soul flame?
So it simply let Ange stand at the front, and also brought out a few Undead Fires to harvest a wave of believers.
Ange was bored when he suddenly heard the words "stealing" and "food". He reached out and shook his hand, and a big sickle appeared in his hand, and he glared at the profiteer.
The profiteer's legs were so frightened that he knelt on the ground again with a plop.
"You may die if you steal other people's food, but it's not easy to die if you steal our food," Negris said.
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Clay supported his mother, looked up at the sky, and saw a black shadow jumping down from the clouds. He was so frightened that his face turned pale: "Dragon, dragon, dragon!"
The goblin airships rebelled, and the Holy Spirit Angels were chained and did not dare to let them fly into the sky. The air supremacy of Dark Side City changed hands. The Bone Dragon and the Little Silver Dragon White Throat patrolled the sky and shot down all flying units.
Of course, this is just an idea and has not been shot down yet.
In addition to diphtheria and bone dragons, there is naturally Nellie. Bone dragons have no intelligence, and diphtheria is young. They are not safe if they are thrown into the sky, so they also keep nairi. The main function is to judge that the enemy cannot defeat them, so they take the bones.
Dragon and diphtheria run.
Nellie was too lazy to fly, so she was dozing off on the back of the bone dragon. In order to doze off better, she had someone tie a rope net on the back of the bone dragon, just like the kind used on ships.
After lying on the ground, the paws and hind limbs are inserted into the net, and the body is firmly fixed. Unless the bone dragon moves greatly, there is no need to worry about falling off.
As for the little zombies and little angels, the nostrils of the bone dragon are their special seats. They like to shrink their bodies in the nasal cavity, stick out their little heads, and howl. Now the villages near Zhuilong Lake have begun to spread the word about the Dragon Society.
The legend of howling.
Seeing the 20-meter-long behemoth landing in front of him, Clay was completely dumbfounded, and his mother was even dumber. There was drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly shouted clearly: "Dragon!"
This is one of the rare times when she makes a sound.
Clay's belongings, including silkworm babies, have been stuffed into Ange's palace by Ange, including big guys like Zi Gu and Lightning. They can't ride a dragon, and they can't fly if they ride on a boneless dragon.
Climbing up tremblingly, Clay immediately clung to the rope net, and not long after, the bone dragon soared into the air.
Back at the oasis, Ange immediately picked a handful of World Tree leaves and put the silkworms on them to see if they would eat. However, the silkworms huddled up in a ball and showed no sign of eating.
"Sir, it may not be the problem with the leaves. They eat grass. The leaves are much more delicious than the grass. It may be because of the temperature and humidity. It's too hot and too dry here." Clay said.
Nigris curled his lips, these are not ordinary leaves, these are the leaves of the world. He just said it casually before, but he didn't expect Ange to remember it in his heart. As soon as he came back, he picked the old leaves of the world tree to feed, and he was not afraid of eating them to death.
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After entering the sandstone house, with a few magic tricks, the temperature in the room dropped to a suitable level. Then I sprayed some water on the silkworm baby. After a while, the silkworm baby slowly stretched out.
It has a small mouth and two small black bean-like eyes on its front. While stretching, it bends over and uses its head to push its belly, rubbing and rubbing, as if it is washing its face.
"Wow, what a cute insect, sir, where did you get it from?" Lisa, Anna, Safia and other women left behind gathered around, and they were all attracted by the fat white silkworm baby.
"It's fat, white, tender and crispy. It will taste delicious when grilled." Anna said.
Shafia nodded: "It's just like the jujube woodworm. It's roasted and sprinkled with some spices. When you bite it, it explodes. It's fragrant. This kind of bug is bigger and will definitely be more delicious."
While the women were commenting and commenting, the ignorant silkworm baby happily gnawed on the old leaves on its body.
The old leaves of the world tree are compared to the young shoots. Anyway, the leaves that have grown out are considered old leaves. Each leaf is green and plump, and water will flow out when pinched.
The silkworms obviously liked it very much and gnawed happily, but after a while, they turned up their bellies and lay upright. If they weren't still breathing, Ange would have thought they were dead.
Clay had never encountered this kind of situation, so he could only guess: "It seems that they are full. They sometimes behave like this when they are full."
"Occasionally?" Lisa and others turned their heads and occasionally ate their fill. Does this sound like an act of abuse? Not even letting the silkworms eat to their full?
"Yes, I occasionally eat enough, but I don't even have enough to eat myself. How can they have anything to eat?"
Seeing that the silkworm baby would not wake up for a while, everyone dispersed one after another. Only then did Lisa find Clay's mother huddled in the corner. After some explanation, Lisa suddenly said with pity:
"Oh, you are so thin. I don't know how much you have suffered. You have no clothes to wear, so you are wearing rags. You are quite clean. Come on, sister will take you to change clothes."
As he was about to take Clay's mother away, Clay's mother screamed and broke away, quickly hiding behind Clay.
"Is the situation so serious? Then we must find Mr. Anthony." Lisa felt that she couldn't handle it.
Clay, his mother, and Silkworm Baby settled down in the sandstone hut. The next morning, Clay excitedly held a roll of white cloth and rushed to Ange: "Sir, we have knitted it.
When they came out, the silkworm babies gave birth to babies. These leaves are so amazing. The silkworm babies grew very fast after eating them."
Silkworm babies not only eat the world tree, but also grow very fast. Over the course of a night, they have laid several eggs, which have not hatched yet, but once they hatch, the number of silkworms will increase several times.
The most important thing is that they weaved, and they weaved a roll of cloth in one night, which was longer than the roll Clay sold to them at the market, which took several days to weave.
"By the way, this cloth seems to be immune to fire. In addition to being immune to fire, does it have any other properties? If there is one more property, the value of this cloth can be doubled a hundred times." Nigris said excitedly.
After some testing, I found that the second roll of silk cloth is immune to electricity, does not lose shape or shrink when soaked in water, is quick-drying, sweat-absorbent, warm, breathable, pull-resistant, puncture-proof, and has almost all the advantages of fabrics that can be thought of.
The manifestation is very miraculous.
The first roll of silk cloth was only immune to fire, not electricity, and its other advantages were greatly reduced.
"Could it be because of chewing the leaves of the world? Is the performance improved so much?" Nigris was surprised.
In order to find out what caused the performance of silk cloth to greatly increase, Ange started his best control group and divided the silkworm babies into several other trays. One was fed only ordinary leaves, and the other was fed world leaves.
One feeds fruit, food and the like.
If you eat ordinary leaves, you can weave silk cloth that is immune to fire. If you eat world leaves, you can weave an enhanced version of silk cloth that is immune to electricity and have greatly increased performance. If you eat fruits and grains, you can weave ordinary silk cloth with a little magic.
None of the properties.
"You silkworm baby is so amazing. Just because you eat different things, the silk you spit out has different characteristics. If you try other foods, will you be able to spit out silk that is immune to water, fire, and even holy light? Yes.
"Holy Mushroom, Ange, feed it the holy mushroom and see if it eats it?" Nigris suddenly thought.
An additional control group was established and the holy mushrooms were fed first, but the silkworms did not eat them.
Sprinkle the holy mushroom powder on the leaves of the world tree. When the silkworms chew it, they will inevitably eat some. Sure enough, the woven cloth has a slight inhibitory effect on the holy light. Although it is not completely immune, it can weaken its damage.
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The Holy Light here is of course not the Holy Light of Ange, but the Holy Light of the Orthodox Church of Light. As for why there is the Orthodox Holy Light? Didn't I catch a Holy Spirit Angel last time? Its Holy Light was very pure.
Lisa immediately cut a dress for the little angel out of holy light silk cloth.
"Here, try shining the holy light and see if it will burn your clothes again."
The little angel's eyes lit up and he looked at Ange. After receiving permission, he couldn't wait to launch a move into the distance.
The holy light silk dress on her body was emitting white smoke, but it was not burned.
"Yes, the quality of silk is really good." Lisa's eyes were shining, and she was already thinking about what style to use silk cloth.
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Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed. By the side of Zhuilong Lake, there were swaying golden rice ears everywhere, and the heavy rice ears made the stalks bend down.
When Nigris saw it, he would only sigh: "This is a good harvest year."
Ange was writing there with a small notebook.
"What are you writing?" Nigris asked curiously.
"These must resist lodging." Ange pointed at the rice that was bending the straw.
Convinced, Nigris scratched his head with his little paws and did not dare to speak. Ange's knowledge of planting had already gone far into Nigris's blind spot, especially after getting the notes from Chunfeng Da De Yiyi.
What it does makes it even more incomprehensible, so now it basically just asks questions, updates the knowledge base, and doesn't speak randomly.
"How to harvest so much rice? How to store it after harvesting? How to digest it after storage? You can't just plant it and forget about it like before, right?" Nigris shrewdly changed the subject.
Ange tilted his head and said in confusion: "Just plant it." Obviously, he didn't think about what to do with it after planting it. Obviously, digging a hole nearby and burying it like the Abyss of Rest will not work.
The ground was too damp, and it would occasionally rain, and the food would get wet, so he simply ignored it.
Nigris wanted to vomit blood, and just as he was about to say something, John ran over quickly: "Sir, there are boats, there are many boats!"