"Where did Master Ange go? I really miss him so much. I wish I could follow him day and night." As Luther said, he carefully took a small bite of the last piece of beetroot and held it in his mouth.
I was reluctant to swallow it and savored it carefully.
This is the last piece of beet to dry. If Ange doesn't come back, he will run out of food. He originally said that he would save it to replenish his strength when fighting, but he stays here every day and is so idle. How can there be any fighting? He will eat it accidentally.
Already.
Ahhh! Where has Mr. Ange gone? I miss his dried beets so much!
At this moment, a light lit up on the edge of the basin where the World Transfer Station was located, like a large lighting array, which was clearly visible even in broad daylight.
"It's starting again, ancestor Lisa... Miss Lisa does this thing every day, it's boring and boring, I really can't figure out how she persists, the same goes for Grandma Lan, she was fooled... I can't call her Grandma Lan anymore.
, will be beaten to death."
"Oh, it's going crazy. Thousand-year-old old witches have been groomed to look younger than my sister. Anna is also eager to reincarnate as a lich. They say that reincarnating as soon as possible can keep you young forever, but you won't be able to be young again when you are old.
, crazy, wanting to die before living enough."
Luther muttered in a low voice, while carefully looking around to make sure that nothing had escaped his Juggernaut's perception, he slipped next to him and heard his complaint.
At this glance, he really saw something. In the crack of the stone not far away, the black face of Feilin's pet ghost was staring at him with its small head exposed.
"Haha, it's too late for you to have a bad face." Luther said haha: "I'm going to find Miss Lisa." He ran away and disappeared.
An altar has now been built in the shining place. Although it is very simple and made of large stones and shale pieces, it uses a lot of technology.
Grandma Lan had introduced it to him. For example, the height of the stone platform made the believers below the platform look upward, creating the illusion that the people on the platform were very tall.
The stone pillars and shale that semi-surround the stone platform are erected and placed at calculated and adjusted angles. When people on the platform speak, the sound will be reflected by the stone pillars and shale behind it, creating a reverberation effect and making the sound appear thicker.
and Hongliang.
The direction of the altar is also carefully selected to ensure that the light is projected through the gaps between the stone pillars behind it and shines on the people, reflecting a circle of light and shadow, making the figures on the stage taller and more holy.
Oh my god, Luther was confused after hearing this. There are so many doorways to an altar? Couldn’t everyone just gather around and have a meal?
Grandma Lan glanced at him and said something meaningful: "Lisa said that faith can be pious, but spreading faith requires skills."
Luther was still young and couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He felt that their gods were unbelievable. He only believed in Lord Ange.
Luther wanted to wait until the sacrificial ceremony was over before going over to ask Lord Ange about his whereabouts. Unexpectedly, Lisa shouted directly from the stage:
"Family members, our Lord Ange is calling us. He tamed the wind of rest in the distant River of the Dead, which was also the former Devil's Valley, and turned large areas of wasteland into fertile soil. Lord Ange is calling us, go.
The fertile fields are being cultivated. All those who know how to cultivate must gather together and we will set off immediately while the rest continue to dig the soil."
Before Lisa finished speaking, the audience was already in a panic.
"What? Taming the winds of rest? The winds of rest are tamed?"
"How is that possible? That is the wind of Sabbath. It has been blowing for thousands of years. It was still blowing last night. How could it be tamed?"
"How is it impossible? That's my lord Ange, haven't you seen the miracle of Lord Ange stepping on the soil and turning it into fertile fields, and the grains are all over the ground? Is there anything impossible in taming the wind of rest, and didn't he say that in Devil's Valley
Tame? Maybe the restful wind over there has stopped."
"If we tame the wind of rest, can we grow a lot of food?"
"Not only can you grow food, but you can also grow fruit trees, pick the fruits and eat them, and use the tree trunks to make furniture, farm tools, and coffins."
"Yes, yes, coffin. If I could have a coffin, I wouldn't have to bury my parents' bodies in the wilderness. Every year when I go to worship, I have to look for them everywhere. I don't know where they wandered."
"Can I breed anything else? Can I breed tauren?"
"Silly boy, tauren can't breed."
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Lisa's words raised everyone's expectations. Due to the limitations of the landforms in Ice City and Lich City, it is difficult to grow food, and there are very few other crops.
The most important economic crop should be trees. Even among the elves, trees are the most important crop. They can provide fruits that serve as food.
Without trees, there would be no wood products, such as furniture, farm tools, tableware, not even window and door frames. Everything would have to be made from more time-consuming and fragile stone.
Why are there only three crossbows in Ice City? Because there are no trees. Why are there no fences in the terraces of the Great Rift Valley? There are no trees. Why are all the stone houses in Lich City still without trees?
The bark can also be used to twist hemp rope. Without a tree, there is no rope. The kind of straw rope made from straw can't even tie the door.
Trees, cotton, hemp, beans, bamboo, there are countless things that can be grown from the ground. People on the main material plane can find clothing, oil, vehicles, tools and weapons everywhere. They are all rare goods here.
Those who have never lived in this world cannot understand the hardship here. Living is no longer easy. What about life... Perhaps only undead creatures are qualified to exist in this world.
If we could really tame the wind of rest, the world would definitely be a beautiful place.
Others needed to pack up and set off together, but Luther didn't. After listening to Lisa's words, he ran away, dragging a trail of smoke and disappearing at the end of the horizon.
After all, the sword master was a sword master. He ran faster than a galloping horse, and gnawed away the last half of a beet that he was reluctant to eat. Finally, he arrived at the Devil's Valley before dusk. From a distance, he saw something appearing on the wasteland.
A tree, a sapling only reaching his shoulders.
When he saw this tree, Luther was so frightened that he almost slid in front of the sapling.
"This...this...there are trees here?! There are trees here! There are trees!" Luther was so surprised that he lost control of his words. He didn't know what to say except trees, trees, trees.
Looking left and right, he was the only one there. Luther didn't know what to do. He felt that he should protect this precious tree, lest the wind of rest blow up and kill it.
But how to protect it? I searched around and found no stones, otherwise I could build a stone circle to surround it.
Just make a pile of dirt. You should have enough time if you take a look at the sky. Luther put down his sword, gathered his fighting spirit in his hands, and dug up the dirt. A large amount of dirt flew up from between his feet.