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Chapter 484 Break the bottle with a slap

 With only one seed, there is no way to set up a control group, no way to make other attempts, and only one chance.

This is quite a headache. What if the sprouts fail to sprout?

For other seeds, even the World Tree, there are more than a thousand seeds for Ange to try. Even if they all fail, it doesn't matter. The Tree of Life is still alive and will not become extinct.

That's why Ange experimented with the abnormal germination temperature of the World Tree. What if the Tongtian Divine Tree is the same and requires ultra-high temperature to germinate?

In order to increase the chance, Ange moved the sapling out and pointed at the seed: "Look at it."

The sapling sent out a confused message.

Ange buried the seeds in the soil, then inserted his hands into the soil to heat it up.

The temperature of the soil slowly increases, at a rate of 0.1 degrees per minute.

When the temperature reached about 38 degrees, the sapling suddenly pointed at the seeds in the soil: Yeah--Yeah---

Has there been a change? Ange’s mind fell on the seed, and after sensing it carefully for a while, he found that its activity was increasing.

It seems that thirty-eight degrees is its active temperature, and a series of crops that sprouted around thirty-eight degrees flashed through Ange's mind.

Then, Ange condensed water droplets and poured them on the ground little by little, very slowly, slowly increasing the humidity of the soil.

This improvement speed is very slow. It took ten minutes and it only improved by 1%. This was a test of patience. Nigris yawned, sat aside and took a nap.

When it opened its eyes, Ange was still squatting in the ground, stretching out his hands and emitting red and blue light.

"How is it? Has it sprouted? At what stage?" Nigris asked.

"Light, intensity, one hundred and twenty." Ange responded.

"What about humidity?" Nigris nodded to express his understanding. He now has a wealth of knowledge about farming. He knows that germination requires temperature, humidity, light, etc. He has already seen the temperature just now, but he did not notice the humidity step.

"Sixty." Ange responded. The so-called sixty refers to the relative humidity.

At this moment, the sapling waved its leaves again: ah-ah-ah-

Ange swept his mind away and found that the seeds were more active, and it seemed that the light intensity was sufficient.

Ange signaled Nigris to take the sapling away, then took out the quick-death halo stone and activated it.

Three hours have passed, six hours have passed, twelve hours have passed...

Three hours represents a growing season, three days and three nights, seventy-two hours, and the seeds finally show a little white.

Only then did Nigris heave a sigh of relief and complained: "No wonder others can't germinate. Not to mention that they haven't been pollinated. Even if the seeds have been pollinated, they don't dare to germinate like this. It takes twenty-four growing seasons to germinate. Ordinary

The seeds must have rotted in the ground a long time ago.”

The God of Life shook his head: "It can't be calculated like this. The humidity cannot be consistent throughout the year. If it were replaced by a real environment, it might not be certain in forty-eight years or a hundred years."

"A hundred years? No wonder this tree is extinct. By the way, why don't you know how it sprouts?" Negris asked in confusion.

The God of Life is supposed to be the one who best understands the growth of living things, but he doesn't know how to raise seedlings himself, so he has to let Ange do it.

The God of Life said confidently: "I don't even know how to grow seedlings from my own seeds, how can I know how to grow seedlings from other trees?"

"Well, what you said makes sense..." Nigris was speechless. This old tree couldn't even send out its own seeds, so it was really difficult for it to send out other people's seeds.

Maintain the same temperature, humidity, and light intensity for twenty-four growing seasons. If the saplings had not confirmed that this was the active condition for the seeds, Ange would not have dared to speed up like this. If it did not succeed, the seeds would definitely be useless.

However, except that the germination time is too long, the germination conditions of the Babel Sacred Tree are not much different from those of ordinary tropical plants, and are completely different from the ultra-high temperature environment of the World Tree.

Does this mean that if you move it to a tropical environment, you can leave it alone?

Another two days passed, and some green sprouts appeared in the soil, and the seeds finally emerged.

Ange removed the quick-death halo stone, and the God of Life controlled the growth of the World Tree, circled the place where the Tree of Babel was rooted, and created the appropriate temperature and humidity. In this way, under the care of the World Tree, the God of Babel grew.

The tree can then grow vigorously.

I just don’t know what year or month it will take before I can grow to the level of ‘reaching the sky’.

But even if it grows, it will be of no use. At the beginning, everyone still had the idea of ​​using the Babel Sacred Tree to reach the Starburst Array, but it turns out that this is a move to seek death. It is absolutely impossible for the Warlock Alliance to look at a tree.

The tree grows up to the starburst circle.

Therefore, it is just a tree after all. Unless it can be like the God of Life, nothing can be changed.

But Ange didn't care about this. Planting an unprecedented crop was his happiest thing. And after planting it, he had a strange connection with this sacred tree that reaches the sky.

He seemed to be able to sense some changes in the saplings, such as getting colder or hotter, or dryer or wetter.

I told Nigris and the God of Life about this situation. The God of Life didn’t know the reason, but Nigris guessed something: “Could it be the reason why you planted the godhead? You planted it.

So you will feel it."

Ange tilted his head: "Nothing else."

"There is nothing else I can do. Those rice, wheat and the like have no ability to express anything." Nigris spread his hands.

It also guessed, but apart from planting the godhead, it could not think of any other reason for Ange to sense the status of a sapling.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. What's going on with Anthony? Why hasn't he come back yet?" He couldn't confirm it for a while, so Nigris had to change the topic and ask.

Five days ago, Anthony came over and brought back pollen, which gave birth to the seeds of the divine tree that reaches the sky. The purpose of Anthony coming here was to ask Ange for holy water.

"Cabrera asked me if I could provide a large amount of holy water. The purer the better, it would take several thousand tons," Anthony said.

"Thousands of tons? What do you need so much holy water for? Take a bath?" Nigris asked in confusion.

Although holy water has the effect of driving away dysentery, in essence, it is just clean water with the power of holy light. If you drink it, you will not become a god. What do you need thousands of tons for? There will never be an outbreak of dysentery in the starburst circle.

Are you infected?

"He didn't say it, but he was willing to pay a price of one hundred magic crystals per ton for long-term purchase." Anthony said.

"Is this price appropriate?" Negris asked doubtfully. He didn't know how much the holy water was worth.

"It's suitable. No matter how sacred it is, it's just clean water. Purification is a first-level divine skill. Everyone knows it. It only requires a little manpower at most. But in their opinion, the quantity of several thousand tons can only be achieved by our Church of Light."

Provided, but I feel that their purpose is not holy water."

"I came to see you, sir, hoping that you could provide several kinds of holy water, one with more impurities, one with less impurities, and one with no impurities, as samples for them to choose from," Anthony said.

arrive.

Nigris understood immediately after hearing this: "Do you think they may not want holy water, but clean water?"

Anthony nodded: "What he wants may not be holy water. He may even want to test us. He wants to test us, so we can also test them. After removing impurities, it is absolutely pure water without any impurities. I don't know.

Can you arouse their interest?"

Anthony left with several water samples, and five days later, the seeds of the sacred tree had sprouted, and he didn't come back.

Two days later, Anthony came back after a long journey and said: "What they want is indeed pure water, pure water without a trace of impurities."

As he spoke, he took out the bottle of pure water from the storage space.

Ange turned his head sharply, rushed over quickly, smashed the bottle with a slap, and the pure water inside splashed away.

PS: I'm so stuck that I feel like dying. Forget it, I'll take a day off.

Thank you Hua Lianxia for the tip.


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