He pressed the phalanges with his little paws and pinched them, feeling a little hesitant.
Feti pointed blankly and poked his little paw. When he pressed it, the flesh of the paw sank in. When he let go, it popped out again. It was soft and fun.
Fetty poked it a few times, and when he wanted to poke it again, he raised his little paw and slapped his hand away.
The little claw finally pulled away the finger bone, and when it stretched out again, it threw out a small bag of fairy beans.
"No..." As soon as he said one word, the little paw retracted again.
"I don't want this...Ask the Immortal God...I don't want to eat..." Looking at the empty statue holder, Feti was at a loss. It didn't need to eat, so why give it elf beans? It just wanted to ask the Immortal God.
God's message.
But the little paw has been retracted and I can no longer hear anything. What should I do?
"I was tricked..." Feti raised his hand with only four fingers left. Forget it, he picked up an ordinary finger bone from the ground and placed it on the hand rest of the statue.
It was overthinking. How could the evil god be interested in ordinary finger bones? Feti found some more stones, but the statue still didn't respond.
Just like this, a lonely figure wandered around the earth. When he found something new, he put it on his hand, but this was a desolate world, and many things were worthless...
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Ange planted grain on all the newly reclaimed farmland. The land here is very fertile, in the barren mountains and ridges, and rarely visited. If it is reclaimed, it can feed many people.
In fact, there is such undeveloped land everywhere in the main plane. However, the productivity is low, and land reclamation is a matter in which the effort and reward are not proportional. The noble landowners are not interested at all. They would rather evict and annex the land of the farmers, because that is
Rehmannia.
This place is actually only a few dozen kilometers away from the Principality of Montenegro, but if you want to develop this place, you need at least one road. How much does it cost to build a road here?
Even if roads are built and farmers are relocated, little can be done if there are fewer people. If there are more people, the investment will be huge and a nobleman can easily go bankrupt.
When people move here, they have to cultivate farmland, build houses and settle in, and there are all kinds of upfront investments, which are very costly.
But what about the income? It will definitely be pure expenditure in the first year. There will be some income in the second year, but it will definitely not cover the expenditure. It will be at least five, six, seven or eight years before the income and expenses are balanced, and then taxes can be collected.
However, it may take decades to recover the initial investment by collecting taxes alone. Everyone knows that land reclamation is a century-old undertaking, but after the cost is really calculated, who would be willing to really devote themselves to land reclamation?
"You are still awesome. Hundreds of acres of wasteland can be reclaimed in a few days. Use this place as a base and move dozens of farmers here. You can have a harvest next year. After the balance of payments is balanced, we can gradually expand based on this place. It doesn't take much.
A town can be built with investment." Negris sighed.
Ange shook his head: "No, right away." He said and stepped on a footprint.
What he meant was that there would be a harvest within the next year. The farmland he cultivated was planned based on the extent of the radiation of the quick-death halo.
At the beginning, the quick-death halo could only radiate an area of 300 acres, but now it can radiate 600 acres, so he planned to cultivate 600 acres at a time.
However, at 600 acres, the pollination and grain-filling period would be too much to handle, so he extended the time of the quick-death halo. Now it takes four hours to complete the entire cycle.
With regular use, Ange became more and more comfortable with the application of the instant death halo. When he first understood it, he could only open it to the maximum or reduce it to the minimum, and he couldn't control it at all.
Now he has gradually been able to control the range and acceleration rate of the halo.
"Can magical skills be upgraded? How is it possible? How did you do it?" Nigris asked in confusion.
It also has magical skills, so why can't it be upgraded? How it was when it first awakened, and it was like that later. I've almost never heard of magical skills being able to be upgraded.
"Contrast." Ange said.
"Pfft, don't you write down the subtle changes every time you use a magical skill, and then compare it with the previous ones?" Nigris wanted to vomit blood.
Ange nodded matter-of-factly.
"...That's right. No one's magical power comes from strong winds. You must use it sparingly and be careful every time you use your magical skills. How different is it like you who use it to grow vegetables every day." Nigris said angrily:
"I'll check it next time, uh, no, I can't use my magical skills. No, the Aura of Enlightenment can still be used, and the Whisper of Truth should also be used, but my believers never pray to me. I have no chance to use it.
Bada, why doesn’t that dead boy pray?”
The only disciple of Nigris, the pharmacist Sava, was carefully dripping medicine into the test tube in the laboratory when she suddenly sneezed inexplicably.
With a shake of her hand, too much potion was dripped, and a stream of green smoke rose from the test tube, which flew into Sawa's face, and she took a big sip.
Sawa's face turned green when he reacted, and he cursed angrily: "Zhaobada, who is cursing me!? This is sleeping beauty..." Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground, whistling.
Fell asleep.
Warnia, who heard the commotion, poked her head in, took a look, walked in without surprise, stretched out her hand to take a breath.
"Well, you're still breathing, throw it on the bed. If you're not breathing, find Lisa." Vanya muttered, stripped Sava naked, and threw her on the bed.
After cooking dinner in the evening, I brought it in and saw Sawa sitting up in a daze on the bed. The light from the magic crystal nightlight shone on her face, reflecting the light cleanly.
"Hey, are you awake? What's wrong with your face? Why is it so tender?" Vanya asked.
When Sawa heard the word nen, she jumped up from the bed and rushed to the mirror to take a look: "Wow, it's so nen. My sleeping beauty potion is successful? Great, I'm rich, I'm rich!"
Warnia glanced at her flat muscles and said angrily: "Can you put your clothes on first? Do you believe in the God of Knowledge or the God of Gold Coins? You think about getting rich all day long."
Sawa beamed: "I believe in the God of Knowledge just to get rich, hahahaha, get rich, get rich, Lisa will give me dividends, blah blah blah."
Sava was so excited that she didn't notice at all that the weak connection between her and Negris was broken with a click.
Nigris felt something in his heart and retracted his body to take a look. The Book of Brass gradually dimmed.
"What's going on? What happened? Where are my followers? Sava? Sava? Are you dead?" Nigris was worried.
Under its constant urging, Ange had to use the fastest speed to teleport directly back to the Kingdom of Heaven, then to Devil's Valley, and then take the teleportation array back to Meishen City.
I arrived at the laboratory in a hurry all the way. I opened the door and saw that Sawa was alive and well. She was smiling happily and humming a song. When I saw everyone rushing in, I was stunned.
After a lot of questioning, Nigris finally figured out what was going on. Nigris was so angry that his scales stood up: "You mean, you said, 'Believe in the God of Knowledge just to get rich'?"
Sawa shrank her head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "I just said it casually, I just said it casually."
"You renegade, you renegade, you renegade." Nigris was so angry that he slapped her on the head with his short paw, not knowing whether it was water or not, and it made a slapping sound.
Sava felt from Nigris's momentum that she seemed to have done something terrible, so she didn't dare to talk back like before, she hugged her head and huddled up. Anyway, Nigris didn't want to use force because it didn't hurt.
Du Luoken looked at it for a long time and seemed to understand something: "This is your believer. Have you not taught your believers the things to pay attention to in their faith? Where is your priest?"
It was Nigris' turn to be embarrassed: "I am her only believer."
Duroken was in awe: "A believer? Her? You still don't teach her anything?"
Nigris sneered: "How did I know that her faith is so unstable and she dares to say anything."
Anthony also came back. Hearing this, he shook his head: "This is not just a matter of words. She must have thought so in her heart. This is blaspheming the faith. Apostates are more hateful than heretics. Burn them to death."
In the Light Church, those who abandon their faith must be burned at the stake for seven days and seven nights."
Sawa was so frightened that her mouth opened wide: "Is this... so serious? I... I just said casually, Mr. Naige, I believe in you, I believe in you devoutly."
Nigris retracted and glanced at the still dim Book of Brass, then came out and curled his lips and said: "It's fake. It's not pious at all. I definitely don't think so in my heart. Burn it."
Sawa rolled her eyes and fainted.
Anthony was amused. His dizziness was so fake that his eyelids were still moving.
Turning to Negris, he said: "Lord Negre, this is not going to work. What's the use of being a believer? Moreover, if you don't teach her any rules, she will be left alone."
Nigris spread his hands: "It's useless to have so many believers. You can't teach them how to grow vegetables. Now I only have the latest knowledge on vegetable cultivation."
"What's wrong with growing vegetables? Growing vegetables is also knowledge. Let me teach you this. Do you still remember the Spring Breeze Cup Grain Seed Contest? Because of the drought, this year's Grain Seed Contest is no longer limited to output, but has added adaptability projects.
You can go to the grain planting competition with the adults and teach them the knowledge of growing vegetables."
Ange, who had been reaching out to the space, finally raised his head after hearing this.
Ange is actually not very interested in anything like Flash Feti, Gods of Light, or Soul Storm and Faith Storm. Farming things is more fun.
Well, Ange is already interested, so what’s the point of Nigris’s objection? Anyway, the venue is not far away, it’s in the Republic of Stars, and it will be held during the harvest season in one month, but registration is starting now.
Signing up is very convenient for Ange, just find a little lolita in Meishen City.
"What? You want to sign up for the Grain Seed Contest? You, the God of Immortality and the God of Knowledge, are participating in the Grain Seed Contest?" Oban Li looked at Ange and Negris suspiciously and advised:
"That is a very professional competition. The maximum grain yield per acre has exceeded one thousand catties. Although Mr. Ange can grow things, it is better not to participate."
That means: Amateur players should not enter professional competitions, they will be embarrassed.
Aubenli is not one of her own, and she doesn't know many things. Naturally, Nigris will not explain it, but just said: "What are the conditions for signing up? Just tell me, and we will solve the rest ourselves."
"Do you really want to participate?" Aubengli asked seriously, and after confirming, he waved his hand: "What conditions can you ask for? What conditions do you need if I am here? Do you think I am dead?"
After a pause, he continued: "However, after signing up, you need to get a growth monitoring stone pillar and insert it in the field where you compete, collect data for half a month, and input it into the simulation array for simulation. You must insert enough
Half a month, no more, no less, and no cheating."
"I heard that Lord Ange seems to be able to speed up the growth of crops. It's definitely not possible. It will make the data abnormal."
Nigris nodded, indicating that he understood: "Okay, I understand, where should I sign up?"
"Just sign up here. I'll write it down for you. What name do you want to use to participate? Come on, this is a monitoring stone pillar. Once it is inserted into the soil, it cannot be pulled out. Otherwise, it will be recalculated and measured for half a month until harvesting.
complete."
"Okay, want to name it? Just call it Chunfeng."
"No, Spring Breeze Cup competition, you start the Spring Breeze? Do you want to be the title sponsor?"
Nigris turned back to discuss with Ange. The two of them studied the names for a while and simply called: "Salt Water Magic Rice Team is ready."
"Do you want to use salty water magic rice to compete? It's best not to name it that way. Others will target you in advance. Don't even call it salty water. Call it salty fish."
"Salted Fish Team? It sounds weird. Forget it, let's call it this." Ange and Negris looked at each other and had no better ideas, so they agreed on the name.
…
Lightning was wandering around idly, and the fur hat on its head suddenly moved. It shook its head vigorously, but the fur hat didn't move at all.
"What are you doing? Please don't move."
A furry paw protruded from the fur hat, holding an elf bean on it, and lowered it to Lightning's mouth.
Lightning stuck out his tongue and licked off the beans, then said in a curt voice: "Okay, move on."
The fur hat started to move, its two little paws stretched out and retracted from time to time, and the things in its hands were changed from the left hand to the right hand, and from the right hand to the left hand.
"Are you sorting things out? Why are they all full of fairy beans? How many fairy beans have you stolen from me? Bribe me quickly, or I will tell you."
The big cat quickly bowed to the evil forces and gave another fairy bean.
Lightning licked it off again, and then burped. Two fairy beans were enough for him to nourish himself for a day. He didn't need to eat anymore today. He would just eat two beets as after-meal fruit and drink some sparkling wine.
.
The big cat suddenly jumped off Lightning's head.
A sudden chill hit his head, and Lightning quickly shouted: "Where are you going? Come back quickly, my head is chilly." I bet it really thought of the big cat as a hat.
The big cat ignored it. The cat ran away with great admiration and quickly came to Ange. He took out his little paw and pressed it in front of Ange: "Ouch~"
Ange tilted his head: "Exchange something? For what?"
"Ouch~" he said as he let go of his paw. Under the paw was a purple-gold finger bone.