The undead creatures were ready to go, but the Great Sage was still missing. Harvey quickly summoned a wise subordinate and asked: "Where is the Great Sage?"
"We are busy harvesting." His subordinates responded.
"Harvesting? It's been forever, hasn't it been finished yet? Has he gone somewhere to play?" Harvey said in confusion.
When he found the great sage, he realized why he had not harvested all the crops and had planted too much.
"What's going on? Why is there so much food? Are you going to capture people to farm? Plant so much? Haven't you always disapproved of enslaving living creatures? Why did you change your temper?" Harvey asked in confusion.
"What nonsense? No, it's still the same as before, but what is it called? Yes, organizational optimization, dedicated personnel for special projects, accountability of superiors, more work, more rewards, incentives to increase production, etc. It's very complicated anyway, but those
The enthusiasm for the living creatures is very high, and I accidentally planted too many. You came just in time."
Harvey was confused. What do you mean I came at the right time?
"Come on, come on, help me harvest the crops in this farmland. The dew has not yet condensed at night. If the dew condenses, the rice will be soaked, and our hard work over the past few months will be in vain." The great sage pointed.
Speaking of the endless farmland in front of me.
Harvey's eyes widened... Oh, he has no eyes, and his eye sockets almost burst open. He pointed at his nostrils and said in shock: "I? Go to cut the rice?"
"Yes, you are the only one who can cut all the rice before the dew condenses. Go quickly." the great sage urged.
"I am the Immortal King, the Lord of Mourning, Harvey the Purple Gold Skull, you want me to cut the rice? You..." Harvey said angrily.
The great sage narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes: "I haven't slept for five months. I have been busy and worked hard to grow these things. If they condense, all my hard work will be in vain. You let me
My hard work will be in vain, and I will make you uneasy."
Harvey was agitated, and immediately patted his ribs and said, "No problem, just wrap it up on me, it's just cutting rice, it's not a big deal."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Harvey complained: "But even if I go to harvest, I can't harvest so much rice before the dew condenses. I don't know magic."
"No, Silver Coin said you can. Silver Coin, come here quickly and teach Harvey how to harvest. If you don't hurry up, the dew will rise and condense. The rice will rot easily. We don't have the conditions to dry it. Let's pile it up together."
After many months, I'm afraid they may have sprouted, so harvest them quickly and move them to a cave to blow them with the convection wind."
A goblin trotted over, took off his hat first, and greeted politely: "Meet Mr. Harvey."
Harvey glared at him angrily: "It's just you, a goblin, talking nonsense about how I can harvest rice, right?"
Yin Coin waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, I'm not saying you can harvest rice. I mean, only the most powerful skeleton can harvest so much rice in a short time. So you are the most powerful skeleton here?"
Huh? This kind of thing sounds comfortable. The most powerful skeleton? Is there anyone else besides me?
Harvey patted his ribs: "Yes, I am the most powerful skeleton here. How can I harvest so much rice in a short time?"
"Oh, that's it. I've seen a skeleton running through the ravine with a death's sickle upside down, and the rice was cut down. Do you have a death's sickle?" Yin Coin asked innocently.
Those who don't know Old Silver Coin would be easily deceived by his expression. Harvey laughed: "Not only do I have a Death Scythe, but mine is also a Death Grade."
Harvey reached out and held it, and a huge scythe appeared in its hand.
"How to lift it? How to lift it upside down? Should I let my golden skeletons do the cutting? They also have the Death Scythe." Harvey asked.
Before Silver Coin could say anything, the great sage said eagerly: "Don't let those stupid bones enter my field. Let them cut it. They will trample more than they cut down. I will train them next season."
They say it again, this time you collect it for me first, hurry up, it's too late."
Harvey sighed helplessly, holding the sickle upside down and ran into the field. He ran forward at a trot, and the rice fell on the ground behind him.
Some intelligent undead creatures stood blankly on the edge of the field, watching their king run into the distance with one foot deep and one foot shallow, one foot in water and one in mud.
There is no way, even though Harvey is higher in level than the Great Sage, but the Great Sage is a wise man and manages the entire Sunken Land, and he can only chop, kill, and sleep. If the Great Sage leaves it alone, then the entire Sunken Land will be affected.
The earth will be in chaos.
Moreover, the Great Sage is very annoying, and his efforts are really in vain. He will really not be able to sleep in the next eternal night, he will be mumbling, and you still can't find him.
Compared with this, the image of a mere king is nothing. Let alone harvesting, it is no problem to let him plant rice.
Silver Coin is right, the Death Scythe is a sharp harvesting tool in Harvey's hands. It runs like the wind, never steps on any rice plant, but can cut down the crops neatly.
The great sage directed the golden skeletons standing at the edge of the field to gather the crops. They were not good at harvesting, but they were capable of carrying large bags.
A group of undead creatures who were originally preparing to start a war were driven into the farmland, surrounded by water and mud.
The progress of harvesting became very fast. In less than half an hour, Harvey finished cutting.
There were more people carrying big bales. As soon as Harvey finished cutting, everyone carried them all away in bundles.
I saw tens of thousands of skeleton zombies each carrying a few bundles of rice, coming to the central mountain range, handing them up the mountain, and stuffing them into the ventilated caves.
Even if it is an eternal night, there is a never-ending wind here, which will gradually dry up all the rice.
"What's going on? You haven't said why you grew so much food. This food is enough for you to feed hundreds of thousands of people. Are there so many living people here now?" Harvey shook the mud off his feet and asked.
"Haha, let Yin Coin tell you." The great sage looked at the food in the cave, his expression was filled with the joy of the harvest, he didn't even bother to say anything, he just giggled there.
Harvey turned his attention to Yin Coin, who hurriedly stepped forward to salute and explained: "The production method here is relatively primitive, and the organizational capacity is too weak to fully mobilize the enthusiasm of workers and to use their advantages to improve production efficiency. I have sorted it out.
Suddenly, productivity exploded."
Harvey stayed there for a long time before answering: "I understand every word you said, but I don't know what you said when you put them together. Please give me a few examples."
Yin Coin rubbed his hands and explained: "For example, to mobilize the enthusiasm of workers, people here used to farm just enough to grow enough for themselves, and did not cultivate more fertile fields at all. This was mainly because of the war, food seeds, and eternal night.
, due to food processing.”
"So I suggest that the extra cultivated fields should be given to the people who cultivate them. The more you work, the more you get, the more you plant and the more you harvest. We provide the grain seeds, are responsible for buying them back, help with processing, and charge a little handling fee and loss."
"As a result, everyone is very motivated and works day and night. Due to the season, a lot of the newly cultivated farmland this planting season will not be used. Next planting season, the grain production will increase even more."
Harvey was stunned, and then asked: "Does grain seed refer to new grain seed? What does food processing mean?"
"Oh, yes, that is a new grain species cultivated by my master. It can mature within four months, and the yield per mu is as high as...well, I haven't calculated it yet, but it is probably four to five hundred kilograms, although it is a bit less...
"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the great sage: "Nonsense, the yield per mu of four to five hundred kilograms, how can it be called less? Our previous grain yield was only over one hundred kilograms per mu, five hundred kilograms per mu.
It’s doubled, it’s doubled five times, is this still less?”
Yin Coin shrank his neck and murmured in a low voice: "In exchange for my master Ange, less than a thousand kilograms would be considered a small amount."
However, due to the natural conditions of this plane, a yield of four to five hundred kilograms per mu is considered qualified, so Yin Coin did not dwell on this issue and continued: "As for food processing, it refers to shelling, grinding, baking, and adding ingredients.
.”
"Farmers shell and grind their own shells, which consumes a lot of money and is very time-consuming. Sometimes it takes half a day to cook a meal for the whole family, so I suggest that we use the natural wind, water and bone strength to shell and grind the flour together to avoid them having to worry about it.
Trouble." Silver Coin said.
"Bone strength?" Harvey was stunned by this new term. After thinking for a while, he realized, could it refer to skeletons, bone strength?
"Does this make sense? Let the skeleton wear out and give those people work in vain?" Harvey asked displeasedly.
"How is it possible!" Yin Coin shouted subconsciously, as if he was insulted: "How can I, Yin Coin, do things in vain?! You..."
The great sage quickly floated over, grabbed the silver coin and comforted him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, Harvey doesn't understand the rules here, don't argue with him."
???A question mark appeared on Harvey's forehead, did he say something wrong? Even if he said something wrong, how dare the little goblin get angry? The great sage still coaxed him? Damn it, aren't you afraid of beating his soul to temper it?
Harvey remembered that this goblin was indeed not afraid of it. He saluted naturally when he encountered it, without the panic that normal living creatures would have when they encountered a skeleton.
Realizing this, Harvey couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Yin Coin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My Lord protects me, I am not afraid of anyone."
Harvey's eyes widened: "Are you from the Church of Light? No, you don't have that annoying aura about you."
The divine magicians of the Church of Light have been immersed in the power of holy light for many years, and naturally carry an aura that is disgusting to undead creatures, which can be smelled from a few feet away.
"Ah? No no, I am a lich." Yin Coin said quickly.
"What? Are you a lich?" Harvey was shocked and his thoughts quickly swept over.
Scanning the mind of the mourning skeleton, the status of the silver coins can be seen at a glance.
Why didn't Harvey scan the silver coins at the beginning? Because the silver coins belong to the Great Sage, and the basic courtesy of the Immortal Empire is not to scan others with your mind. That is the same concept as lifting someone else's skirt.
But faced with this situation, Harvey didn't care whether to lift his skirt or not. Why does a lich look so alive?
When I thought about it, I realized that it was really a lich. It was really magical.
"Why are you so alive?" Harvey asked in disbelief as he poked the flesh of the silver coin.
"This is the power of my lord." Silver Coin said proudly.
"Can your god still bring the lich to life? Who is your god?" Harvey asked.
"My Lord, the Immortal God," said the silver coin.
"Pfft..." Harvey burst into laughter, and even the great sage beside him couldn't help laughing.
The immortal god is the godhead of the king, but the king already has a soul network, which is a higher level of power than faith, so he has little use for the immortal godhead and has always developed by chance.
The Temple of the Undead randomly assigns a few priests, most of whom are Silver Skeletons. Think about it, how can dull Silver Skeletons develop followers, so the Immortal Godhead has always shown little power.
But no matter how you don't show it, it is still the king's thing. How dare you call yourself the Immortal God when you just randomly broke out of nowhere?
If you were the extremists of the Church of Light, if they heard you talking about the Gods of Light, they would be surprised if they didn’t tear you up on the spot. However, Harvey and the Great Sage were not so extreme. They just laughed out loud:
"It turns out to be the Immortal God. That's great. Look at my hand. This is the fire of faith. If your master is the Immortal God, he must know me. Let him help me get rid of these flames. If he can
If he does it, then I will believe that he is an immortal god."
The great sage couldn't help but laugh: "Silver coins, you may not know that the godhead of the immortal god belongs to the immortal king, that is, our former king pretended to be the immortal god. That is really a false god's intrusion."
He has entered the true temple, I hope you will not be deceived by him,"
Yin Coin blinked and smiled, and the light of gold coins flashed in his eyes: "You guys wait a moment, I'll ask first, by the way, Mr. Harvey, if I can help you get rid of the fire of public belief, what are you willing to pay?
remuneration?"
"Haha, of course I serve him as my master, the immortal god." Harvey laughed.
Silver Coin chuckled: "Sir Harvey, please stop joking. I will contact my master first. You can first think about what kind of reward you can pay."
After Yin Coin finished speaking, he walked aside and called Ange with his eyes closed.
Harvey was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He actually dared to talk to it like this and asked him to 'think first' what kind of reward he could pay?
Being stirred up his thoughts in this way, Harvey couldn't help but think along this line of thought. He didn't want to know, and was shocked when he thought about it. Could he be so poor?
"Great Sage, except for these bones, I really don't have anything as a reward." Harvey said in a low voice.
The great sage sneered: "Do you know it now? Even your deck chair is made of stone."
Harvey scratched his head and lost some confidence: "What should I do? What should I get as reward?"
"Why are you thinking so much? You don't think that this immortal god who appears out of nowhere can really drive away the fire of faith? Just hit him a few times, but don't hit the silver coins, this goblin is
A first-class talent, I will keep him for great use." the great sage said.
Harvey suddenly realized: "That's right. Well, let's take the Thunder Eye of the Soul that Master Locke gave me as a reward. He can't take it away anyway."
"You mean the Soul Thunder Eye goggles? That Horcrux stuck in the eye socket that can release Soul Thunder? Is it here with you?" the great sage said in surprise.
"Yes." Harvey said proudly. As he spoke, he took out an eyepiece from the bone gap and put it into his eye socket:
"This is a special eyepiece for our skeletons, but I can't drive this thing. Lord Locke gave it to me so that I can communicate with him. Unfortunately, it's of no use now. No matter how I call, I can't get a response from Lord Locke."
The great sage sighed: "This thing is too precious, put it away."
"I'm not afraid, and I can't take it away. Let's wait until I can dispel the fire of my public belief." Harvey said disdainfully, a guy who came out of nowhere dares to claim to be an immortal god? What a challenge.
If the other party cannot dispel the fire of public trust, Harvey will not be polite and will tear it apart on the spot to see if the silver coins give up the trust.
After finishing the contact with the silver coin, he came over and asked: "Sir Harvey, my Lord said that it can be expelled. Have you thought about the reward?"
Harvey pointed to his eye socket: "This." He explained the function of the eyepiece.
"Oh, then reveal the Fire of Faith on your hand and take off the eyepiece." Silver Coin said.
Harvey had a playful attitude, and he would do whatever Silver Coin said, lest he failed in the end and Silver Coin blamed him for not cooperating.
A breath was sent to Yin Coin's body, and the divine soul Yin Coin in the state of holy light emerged from Yin Coin's body, dragging the bag.
"Holy Light!?" Harvey and the Great Sage were stunned.
The Divine Soul Silver Coin stretched out his hand to fish it out, and snatched away the Fire of Faith. The flame that had burned Harvey for more than four months was actually snatched away by the Soul like this?
Shenhun kept smiling and reached out his hand again to weigh the eyepiece in Harvey's other hand.
"Okay, now that the fire has been dispelled, I'm going to collect the reward." Yin Coin said excitedly.
But as soon as Shenhun's fingers touched the eyepiece, Harvey's palm tightened and held the eyepiece tightly.
Yin Coin's expression changed and he said hurriedly: "Mr. Harvey, are you trying to cheat?"