This is the second farm boundary that Ange has seen. It is about the same size and has almost the same plan. It makes him feel like he is home, and he can't help but want to grow things.
He felt very sad when he saw that the tauren had ruined the farmland like this, with crops sparse and malnourished.
Years of cultivation lead to soil nutrient loss, compaction and degradation, and crop yields will only get lower and lower.
The tauren aunt gnawed on a beet, and when she was full of energy, she couldn't help complaining: "We have no choice. This place is closed to begin with, with rocks everywhere and nothing else. It's good to survive."
, thanks to the occasional fish swimming in the well, otherwise we would have starved to death."
Nigris checked the condition of the minotaurs and couldn't help but said sympathetically: "Yes, the conditions are too difficult. It will not be easy for you to survive."
Not only can they come back alive, but they can also maintain the number of the group. There were originally more than 200 tauren. After a thousand years, there are still more than 100 left. This is definitely a miracle.
"It's so hard. If I hadn't cheated and tricked them everywhere to get them food and fertilizer, they would have starved to death." The Lord of Terror, who was tightly tied with a life-saving rope, shouted unconvincingly.
The shout of the Lord of Terror made Nigris suddenly remember something: "Yes, when you collected the reward, in addition to the soul crystals, you also collected ten bags of food. Is that food just for them? Do you have
So kind? What can ten bags of grain be enough for?"
The Lord of Terror said angrily: "Did I think so? Have you ever seen a bunch of cows surrounding your monument every day, howling every day, taking turns to howl? They won't stop if you don't give them food.
, this place is closed and empty, and when they howl, the whole world can hear it. They also threatened me that if I don’t give me food, they will poof on my stone monument.”
It is estimated that no demon king has ever had such a frustrating experience as the Lord of Terror. After the lava in the space was released, the heat of the entire space was lost. It lost the ability to use the earth's veins to regenerate, and could only nest in the earth monument. If
If the tauren really wants to poop on its monument, it has nothing to do.
A hungry tauren can do anything, but a tauren that has lost its strength cannot defeat two hundred tauren. What can it do? It can only pay for food and buy Qingjingluo.
"Ten bags of grain are not enough to do anything, but you can't give too much. If you give too much, they will get worse and they will have to wait for me to raise them. If you catch more fish and work hard to grow something, they will not die of hunger. So every once in a while I
Just give them ten bags of food in time, so that they can not starve to death but do not have the energy to act recklessly, that is enough."
The Lord of Terror said in a gloomy tone, his words filled with a thorough understanding of the nature of cattle. He was worthy of being a demon playing with souls.
"I originally planned to get a method for making insect ash and let them fertilize and grow their own food. I could get rid of it, but I found that raising bugs is more expensive than raising cattle, so I gave up." The Lord of Terror sighed helplessly.
Nigris suddenly realized that it was because of this that he got involved with those exterminators.
No matter what, this tribe of sacred cows who were abandoned here were lucky enough to meet Ange before they all died. They raised one or two hundred more tauren, which put no pressure on Ange at all.
What's more, the planting technology of the Shenniu tribe is not bad. In this closed environment, it is already very good that things can still grow in the soil after a thousand years.
Ange did not plant anything immediately, but began to plow the land. He first went to bring back some solidified lava. The little angel picked up the Holy Earth Hammer and smashed them one by one, spreading them evenly on the ground.
They also brought over the leftover fish bones eaten by the tauren and smashed them into pieces. The fish bones were obviously left behind by the tauren on purpose, probably to fertilize the soil.
There was no plant ash, so Ange sprinkled some insect ash on it, and then sprinkled bird droppings on it. Then the little zombie quickly dug up the ground and mixed the proportionally adjusted fertilizer into the soil.
Farming is a broad and profound knowledge. For this knowledge, intelligent beings have developed systems such as druids, harvest goddesses, and the sacred cow clan.
How much fertilizer to apply, when to apply fertilizer, and when to top-dress fertilizer are all knowledge. Different crops have different demands for fertilizer and need to be adjusted accordingly. Everything is for the purpose of producing more food faster and better.
Although the tauren are a tribe of sacred cows, they are trapped in such a closed place and naturally do not have the resources and conditions to study knowledge. As time goes by, the knowledge taught by their ancestors is gradually lost, and they have long been somewhat behind the times.
Originally they were laughing there with the mentality of watching a show, but when Ange started, they were soon speechless: This gentleman really knows how to farm, he is even more agile than our sacred cows...
They can still understand when plowing and burying fertilizers, but they can't understand when it comes to lighting, foliage application, top dressing, etc. When the halo of quick death is stepped on, they are even more dumbfounded.
In just eight hours, dragon fruits that were as red as flames blossomed and matured, hanging on the succulent branches and vines, slowly emitting fluctuations of the fire element.
"Hiss, dragon fruit! Did you really grow it?" Nigris said in shock.
Dragon fruit, as the name suggests, is a fire elemental plant. It is fiery red, looks like a flame, and is shaped like an egg. People who don't know why think it is the egg of a fire dragon, so they call it dragon fruit.
In fact, even for fire-type red dragons, the eggs are calcium white. Red eggs must be deformed or hybridized.
But it was useless for the Dragon Clan to deny it. Only a handful of people had seen the Fire Dragon Egg. After shouting and screaming, the name was decided. It was an elemental plant with a powerful fire element.
If you are a fire magician, if you eat a small piece, you can replenish the fire element. If you eat one piece, you can increase the affinity of the element. If you keep eating, you can become the fire element itself.
A magician who has been supplemented by various elemental plants for a long time will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when practicing magic.
This is why powerful magicians are all made with money. It is difficult for poor people to practice magic. If they can't even afford elemental plants, they can't even touch other people's tails during practice.
This is the second elemental crop grown by Ange. The other one is elf beans, but elf beans can only fill the stomach, and the amount is very large. A few dozen elf beans are not only used to amuse cats.
There is no other value.
Dragon fruit is different. A fire magician would definitely be willing to use one-third of his monthly salary to buy a dragon fruit every month.
Ange planted more than 2,000 acres of dragon fruit in one fell swoop. Because it is an elemental crop, it requires large intervals, so the yield per acre is only about 60. However, more than 2,000 acres of land can produce a full 12 pitayas.
Thousands of pieces.
"You... this... pervert..." Nigris didn't know what to say. The dragon fruits that were usually auctioned one by one in the market suddenly appeared in front of him with a base of 100,000. In addition to shouting 'pervert', it
Don't know what to say.
"In the future, just growing dragon fruit will make you richer than... than the church." Luna muttered.
The Lord of Terror struggled out of the hope of saving his life, popped up his head, and said: "Unfortunately, the essence of the fire in the earth's veins has also been drained, and we will no longer be able to grow crops with the element of fire."
"Huh? Is that so? Ange, growing dragon fruit requires consuming the fire element in the soil?" Negris asked.
Its planting knowledge needs to be updated by others. Ange is only planting the second elemental crop now, so it naturally does not have this knowledge. Its former followers are not druids, so they naturally do not understand elemental crops.
"It's not the fire element, it's the essence of fire." The Lord of Terror interrupted it and complained: "That is the essence that produces the fire element in the earth's veins. Without the essence, this earth's veins will never produce the fire element again. I will never produce it again."
There’s no way to go back.”
"Well, no wonder Ange never grows dragon fruit, but what are you thinking? Do you still want to go back? Dream on. If you don't know how to grow things, the little zombies will eat you later. Here, we can't
The souls of those who plant things will be eaten." Nigris threatened.
It’s so scary, being eaten if you can’t grow things? The Lord of Terror shivered.
It is true that Ange rarely grows elemental crops, because elemental crops consume elemental things. Some things are non-renewable and will be gone after they are consumed.
But this space is different. There is a large amount of fire element essence remaining in its veins, but the lava has been emitted, and the fire element produced cannot be accommodated here. It cannot even reach the strength to rebirth the Lord of Terror.
Keeping it is also a waste.
Rather than leaving things to waste, it's better to plant crops that you can't usually grow and make the most of them.
After harvesting this crop, Ange removed all the plants except one.
Dragon fruit also has the habit of producing seeds after it is ripe. When it reaches the harvest stage, its fruit is the sweetest and has the most abundant elements. This is the most suitable time to harvest.
But the seeds inside are not well developed, and the plants grown will be short and small, and their quality will deteriorate. They must be allowed to ripen thoroughly, and the nutrients and elements in the fruits will be exhausted. The seeds obtained in this way are the best.
Of course, there are also some crops where the seeds are developed when they are at their sweetest, because they want to attract birds and animals to eat them, and then help them spread the seeds farther away.
After ripening the last dragon fruit, Ange walked to the boundary marker of the farm.
The Lord of Terror, who had been quiet for a while, began to speak again: "Look, the three hundred soul crystals I exchanged from you were all consumed here. They have been used for thousands of years and are almost rotten. Fortunately, Douluo
Ken’s creations can be repaired through soul energy.”
"Do you know Durokan?" Nigris asked in surprise.
"Of course, who doesn't know Duroken? I also know the God of Knowledge and Bone Locke." The Lord of Terror said.
Negris said: "No, you just kept talking about the purple and gold skeleton. If you know Rock Bone, wouldn't you recognize that purple and gold skeleton?"
The Lord of Terror was stunned for a moment and said: "That purple-gold skeleton is not Bone Rock."
Boom! Nigris's soul is about to explode. The purple-gold skeleton following the king is not Rock Bone?! Then who is it? Are there three purple-gold skeletons?
Harvey was upgraded after the king disappeared. In other words, in addition to Bone Rock, there was another mourning skeleton who was with the king back then?
"Ramo Ramo! Come here quickly." Nigris quickly called Ramo and other night watchmen. They are all souls who survived the era of kings, and they will definitely remember what happened back then.
However, no one remembers the existence of a second Lord of Mourning. There is only one Lord of Mourning under the King's throne.
Nigris's memory was modified, but have everyone's memories been modified? Impossible. How can a king have such free time?
Moreover, the existence of the second Lord of Mourning is not something that needs to be concealed. The only possibility is: "You remembered it wrong."
"Did I remember it wrong?" Seeing all the night watchmen unanimously denying the existence of the second purple-gold skeleton, the Lord of Terror couldn't help but hesitate. Could it be that he had really seen it wrong?
At this moment, a powerful soul wave came from Ange's direction.
Everyone turned around and saw Ange pressing his hands on the boundary monument, his body burning with soul flames, wrapping him like a burning man, and the strong soul energy poured into the boundary monument continuously.
Rumble... Rumble... The land on the farm trembled slightly, as if a small earthquake had occurred, and the sand was bouncing in the tremors.
"What's going on? Ange, did you break it? Stop first." Nigris said quickly.
The farm's boundary has been around for thousands of years and has fallen into disrepair. With so much movement, it is likely to break down.
Ange responded: "No, try it."
Ange understood it as soon as he said it. Compare and compare, there must be more than two to compare. In addition to this, there is also a farm boundary in the Palace of Rest.
Ange was definitely not willing to test the one in the Palace of Rest, so he tried it with this one first and compared the results. If it couldn't be broken, he would definitely do something with the one inside.
Rumble...Rumble...
With the continuous influx of soul energy, the originally dilapidated boundary monument slowly 'grew'. Not only did it return to its original shape, it became brand new, but it also grew a little taller.
"Hey, has the farm expanded?" Nigris suddenly said after discovering something.
Everyone followed its gaze and looked into the distance, and indeed found that the scope of the farm was expanding.
Ange stopped the energy input, walked around the farm, and then said: "Thirty-six hundred acres."
He has the Ring of Scales, and the calculated figures are absolutely accurate. In other words, after the infusion of energy, the farm has expanded by a full six hundred acres, an increase of 20%.
"Can the barrier be expanded? How much can it be expanded at most? If it can be expanded infinitely, doesn't it mean that you don't have to look for farmland everywhere, and the space inside alone is enough for you to plant?" Nigris was surprised.
Ange shook his head and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was a bang, as if something was broken, and a whistling sound was heard.
Looking up, I saw a fist-sized hole in the middle of the majestic door in the distance, and fierce wind was pouring in violently.
The tauren shouted: "It's dark, the wind is blowing, hurry up and put on your clothes." Then they dispersed.