Chapter 203 Missing His Land

"We ran away, don't worry about it, hit me if you have the ability."

When Gaillard saw this sentence, he laughed angrily: "Okay, wait until I go over and beat you."

"Aren't you very angry? We are also very angry. We shouldn't go to save the God of Life, just let it die, so as to save you elves from being ungrateful and repaying your favor with revenge."

"Can't you see such a simple thing? No. Do you think we don't know what you want? No. The tree of life belongs to itself, not to you elves."

These two passages in the letter brought Gaillard some feelings and shame, and others could clearly see their thoughts.

However, these shames are exhausted in the fourth paragraph

"You have a lot of people, and it's the home game. If you have the ability to send someone over to fight one-on-one, the loser will run naked around the world tree. Dare you?!"

The other party included Ange and Negris. Among the guys, the only one wearing clothes was the little angel. Does it matter to them whether they run naked or not?

Paragraph 5: "You don't dare, let's go first, and we will come back when the God of Life wakes up. At that time, we will accuse the elves of being rude in front of it."

"The crops, property and people we left here have all been taken care of by me. If the crops fail, the property goes bankrupt or the people die due to your reasons, the God of Life will definitely punish you, and the God of Immortality will not I will let you go, and the God of Knowledge will curse you."

"If you can't do it, we will send a leaf of a small sapling every month until it becomes bald. I hope you will know for yourself."

The letter, so far, there are still some messy traces underneath, as if when writing this letter, several guys were fighting for pen and ink.

"What did you say in the letter?" Seeing that Gaillard had finished reading it, Galendelle quickly leaned her head over and asked.

Gaillard handed the letter directly to her, and stared at the Beauty God City and World Tree in the distance, dazed in a daze.

After reading it, Galendelle said in surprise, "There are still crops? I'll go and have a look."

Jumping back, she turned into a giant eagle and soared into the sky. Soon she found a large paddy field by the edge of Zhuolong Lake.

Estoria was the third to receive the letter. Her hand gently wiped the parchment, and the handwriting instantly bulged as if it had life, and was touched by her fingers.

Soon, Estoria 'read' the entire letter with her fingers.

"What should I do?" Gaillard asked in embarrassment.

Estoria smiled slightly: "Can you find out which plane they are in?"

Gaillard shook his head: "The general scope can be determined, but the specific abyss is difficult. It may take several years or even decades to investigate one by one. It will require a lot of manpower and material resources, and there will be casualties."

"Then take care of what they left behind before you find them," Estoria said.

Gaillard hesitated: "Is this okay? There is a sentence in the letter that is correct. The tree of life belongs to them. Let's fight desperately like this, okay?"

Estoria smiled slightly: "I'm going to ask you, can you, or the elves, bear the price of losing the God of Life?"

Gaillard's whole body was shocked, and he immediately shook his head: "No."

As the queen of elves, she is too aware of the shortcomings of the elves. Without the god of life, the elves are likely to perish.

"Then now, you have only two choices. At all costs, snatch the sapling and cultivate it while it is still young. Maybe it won't remember that it was snatched. The God of Life once said, It has no memory of what happened 10,000 years ago, so it doesn't know how our elves were born."

Gaillard fell into deep thought, and asked after a long while, "What about the second type?"

"Build a good relationship, and when it has the ability to protect the elves, the whole family will join it." Estoria said.

Compared with the first one, the second one is more like a joke, Gaillard said angrily, "Don't be kidding."

Estoria smiled and did not refute.

Gaillard took a deep breath, and decided: "That's it, build a good relationship for the time being, take care of the industrial crops they left behind, and at the same time search the abyss they are in with all their strength, and grab the saplings at all costs, the tree of life, It must belong to the elves."

With a whoosh, a giant eagle swooped back, turned back into Galendelle and said, "It may not be that simple, you see."

Gaillard glanced blankly. She is a dragon hunter, what can she see through a rice seedling? I can only be dumbfounded.

Estoria reached out and touched it, but found no problem.

"I picked these at the edge of the Dragon Lake. The lake water is salty. These are salty rice." Kailandelle said eagerly.

Interlaced like a mountain, the dragon hunter and the god of truth and law obviously didn't realize the key point, but asked: "Very precious? Very rare? It seems that human food cannot be grown in salt water, right?"

"Unprecedented, this is a new kind of grain, a new kind of grain that can be grown in salt water and saline soil, a new kind of crop, and no one can be sure to 'take care' of them." Speaking of 'care Good', Galendelle's tone was particularly emphatic.

Now Gaillard and Estoria realized the crux of the problem. The brand-new grain was still made of salt water. Even Galendelle couldn't take care of it well, so who could take care of it?

If you don't take good care of them and the seeds die, how can you have a good relationship with them?

Now that Ange and the others are forced to run away, they must be suffocated, and the elves have planted their new food, so they will definitely hate them by then.

"Is it very precious?" Gaillard asked. If it is not precious, it will die if it is planted. How much is the food worth? At that time, double, triple, and ten times the compensation will be enough.

Kailandelle nodded, suppressing her excitement and said: "Let's put it this way, one-fifth of the land that can be reclaimed as arable land in the world belongs to saline-alkali land. If this kind of crops can be promoted, it will mean that the world has five more points out of thin air. One-fifth of the arable land in the world can feed another one-fifth of the world’s population.”

Gaillard was terrified, and a word flashed through his mind—priceless treasure.

"How about we apologize to them and ask them to come back?" Galendelle suggested.

Gaillard and Estoria rolled their eyes at the same time. Of course, Estoria didn't have the whites of her eyes to roll her eyes, but everyone could understand her expression.

The mighty elf army retreated in despair. Not only did they lose any battle results, but they had to leave someone to take care of Ange's things.

A team of Elven Druids led by Galendelle, and a team of Chimera Knights remained.

The druids led by Kailandier are naturally taking care of the salty water magic rice. This is a hard job. The elves are not used to the desert climate, but these elf druids are happy because they have to take care of, It is an unprecedented new grain.

...

Holy Heaven, Gods Square, Ange stood in the reclaimed farmland, looking at the sky in a certain direction from time to time in a daze.

Luther, who had just come up from the Abyss of Rest, saw this scene and asked worriedly, "Is this still the case, my lord?"

Negris sighed helplessly: "Yeah, I miss his place."

"Damn elves, you should have taken me and let me chop them up on the spot." Luther said angrily.

"Really? I will bring you next time. There are not many elves. Three magic gods, one of whom knows the forbidden magic domain, more than a dozen esoteric mages, one dragon hunter, three archers, hundreds of people It’s just a group of magicians.” Negris said excitedly.

Every time he said one more word, Luthor's face twitched, and he couldn't stop being embarrassed, so he quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Lord Naig, do you still have upgrade beans? Anna's strength has reached a bottleneck, and I want to use upgrade beans to rush Go ahead and try to see if you can break through the Great Swordsman."

Negris spread his hands: "It's gone, Ange took it all and planted it."

"Ah!? Nothing? What should I do now? That guy Anna is so lazy. She doesn't have an upgrade bean, so she won't bother to break through. Maybe she will stop at a high-level swordsman and never rise again."

Luther scratched his head in distress, and said, "My lord, do you think I should force her, steal her quilt while sleeping, grab her paper when going to the toilet, throw sand at her while eating, and force her to break through? I'm afraid it will hurt the relationship between siblings too much."

Negris' jaw almost dropped when he heard it: "Breakthrough...is this method still available?"

"Of course, to stimulate potential." Luthor was a little eager to try, it doesn't matter if he breaks through or not, the main thing is that it is very exciting.

"Don't, don't, it hurts too much, just find the evil god for a little bit, Ange."

Negris took the initiative to take care of upgrading the bean. Firstly, he felt sorry for Anna and saved her from being murdered by her unreliable brother. Secondly, he wanted to find something for Ange to do to distract him.

Now this vegetable-growing skull is full of enthusiasm. In the past, he was satisfied with a piece of land, but now he can't do it anymore. He misses the endless farmland and wasteland on the bank of Zhuolong Lake and the island in the middle of the lake all day long.

He obviously also understood that the elves were too powerful to go back for a while, so he didn't say anything, but occasionally when he was fiddling with the crops in the field, he would suddenly stare in a certain direction in a daze, which was so sensible that it made people feel sad.

"Ange, where's the statue of the evil god? Take it out and exchange it for some upgrade beans. Anna is about to break through, and the upgrade beans can help her break through."

Ange nodded, took out the statue of the evil god, and put an elf bean on it.

With a whoosh, a furry paw immediately stretched out, held down the Elf Bean, and hooked it back.

Immediately, the little paw stretched out again, and slapped the place where the idol held his hand, very hard, and finally bent his elbow and clenched the little paw.

Negris and Luther looked at each other, and said with some uncertainty, "Is it... angry?"

"It seems to be, why are you angry?"

"Angry at us for not looking for it for upgrade beans for so long?"

After saying this, everyone felt a little absurd. Tangtang, an evil god, was angry because no one asked him to exchange upgrade beans?

Ange took an Elf Bean and touched its tightly clenched fist.

The little fist was clenched tightly, not letting go.

Ange touched it again, loosened it a little bit, touched it again, and loosened it a little more. Seeing that it was almost done, Ange clamped the elf bean between its toes.

The little paw squeezed, and slowly retracted. Judging from the speed and weak look, one could see its reluctance.

After retracting, the little paw stretched out again, patting the place where the palm rested.

Ange put the elf bean on it, and when he got the fourth one, his little paw stretched out, and there was an extra upgrade bean in his hand.

"Hey, isn't it five for one upgrade bean? Why did it become four for one?" Negris asked suspiciously.

Luther guessed: "Could it be that it hasn't been changed for too long, and it thinks we despise the price, so it took the initiative to increase the price for us?"

"It's possible, what do you think it's doing in exchange for so many spirit beans? To fill your stomach?" Negris asked.

"Uh, if it's an evil god, it needs to rely on spirit beans to fill its stomach, how many pills does it have to eat a day? We haven't changed with it for so long, and it hasn't starved to death." Luthor said.

Ange picked up the Elf Bean, mobilized elements to burn it on its skin, and quickly engraved a few small words: "Are you hungry?"

The elf bean was hooked away, and the furry claws immediately stretched out again, but they retracted immediately after stretching out, probably because they found the words on the bean.

After several minutes, the claws stretched out, and there was a black stone on the palm, with two words crookedly written on it: "I'm so hungry."

"It can read human characters, you ask it, can the elf beans be full?" Negris said excitedly.

"Can the elf bean be full?" Ange engraved the words and put the elf bean in its palm.

"Delicious." The little paw stretched out, and there was still a black stone in the palm.

"Anything else to eat?"

The sentence "Other delicious" is not marked, but Negris guessed that it should be an interrogative sentence, otherwise it would not correspond to the question.

"What else have you eaten?"

This question prevented the little paw from reaching out again for a long time, and when it reached out a few minutes later, on the black stone, a furry head was crookedly drawn, tilted, and the two eyes vividly expressed doubts.

In addition to the stone, there is also an upgrade bean. Although we talked about it, the evil god obviously did not forget to exchange it, and the four spirit beans returned one upgrade bean.

This soul-level painting style made Luthor and Negris burst into laughter: "It seems that it doesn't know what it has eaten, so try the same thing and see if it wants something else."

Ange thought for a while, and took out a small glowing shard.

Negris grabbed him in fright: "What do you want to do? This is a fragment of the gods. What do you want to do?"

The soul in the body of the god escaped, but was caught by the god of life and exploded directly.

The shattered gods scattered, but Ange gathered them up unceremoniously. In addition, the little angel snatched more than half of the soul of the body of God into Ange's hands.

"There are a lot." Ange took out a handful, and they were all fragments of gods. The piece he took out before was less than one-sixtieth of what is here.

"Then you save it, don't waste it." Negris had to let go.

The fragment of the god spirit was placed on the holding hand, and the little paw pressed it with a swish, and hooked it back.

Ten or so seconds later, the claws stretched out again, and the claws were full of seven or eight upgraded beans. He dropped it directly, retracted it, grabbed it and stretched it out.

A small piece of god fragments was exchanged for three handfuls of twenty-four upgrade beans.

"There are too many, I don't need it, ask if I can change it to something else." Negris said.

Ange engraved the words on the elf beans: "Change to something else." Put it together with a fragment of the god.

There was no movement for several minutes.

Everyone is not in a hurry, now that Negris has figured it out, the little paw has not moved, either hesitating and not knowing what to change, or he is weighing the value and what to change.

The little paw stretched out again, holding something in his hand, flexing and stretching his palms and toes, as if he wanted to give but didn't want to.

In the end, he spread out his palm, and there were black crystal fragments the size of half a fingernail spread out on it.

ps: It seems that there are double, robbery monthly pass

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