Chapter 2650 Mayfly World (Twenty-Four)

Chapter 2624 The world of ephemera (twenty-four)

"You want to farm in Mexico?" Ying Long asked: "You are really a strange American. Not only can you speak Chinese, but you also like farming. As far as I know, people here don't like farming very much. "

"Rather than this, I'm more curious about one thing. Why do you speak so like a modern person?" Schiller asked.

"There is a network in the world in the sky." Yinglong said: "Xuanyuan Sword can surf the Internet, why can't I? I am a modern dragon."

"No, but why is there a network in the heavenly world?" Schiller was puzzled.

"Of course it's because of our work." Ying Long said matter-of-factly, "Who do you think is responsible for the good weather for so many years? Lei Gong and Dian Mu are all second-rate dealers, and they all borrowed rain from me!"

Schiller decided not to think about how he connected the Internet to the heavenly world. He said: "To tell you the truth, I am of mixed Chinese and American descent, that's why I speak Chinese so well."

"You can't lie to me. I have been with Huangdi for thousands of years, and you have no Yanhuang blood in you."

"Am I not mentally okay? Don't worry about this first. Have you forgotten that you are Quetzalcoatl? We finally called you here, but you don't show any sign?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Yinglong said, "Although they say I am the God of Harvest, I only care about the rain. Whether you can have a good harvest depends on your own farming skills."

"There is definitely no problem with our level, but you have to ensure that we have good weather, not too dry or too much rain."

"Yes, yes, but I don't work for free. Did you have any deal before? What do you want to do?"

"Oh, this." Schiller said: "Kama Taj, that is, uh, how to explain..."

"You mean the village where Yao is?" Yinglong said, "What about that place where birds don't poop?"

At first, Yinglong mentioned Yao, but Schiller didn't react yet. Then he remembered that Yao was actually Gu Yi's surname, and Gu Yi was actually an ancient Han nationality.

"You know the Supreme Mage, how did you meet?"

"She served as the Imperial Counselor of the Ming Dynasty for several years." Yinglong said: "She was the one who prayed for rain during that time. The petition was so well written that I was a little reluctant to leave when she left."

"Since we are acquaintances, it will be easier." Schiller showed a smile and said: "It's like this. The three villages at the foot of Kama Taj need to make money, so the current Supreme Mage wants to..."

Schiller briefly talked about the magic herbal plan, and then said: "We have now prepared a sum of energy as a reward for the harvest god to cooperate with us. Originally, we wanted to find someone from the Egyptian pantheon, but the price they asked for was too high. So we thought of the Aztecs..."

"Why should we sacrifice the near and seek the far away? Can't we worship the Earth Temple nearby?"

"There is no earth temple there. Besides, the Supreme Mage wants to show sincerity to the other party, so naturally they cannot use their power. Who knows, after searching for it, I still find it on your head."

Ying Long grinned and said, "Let me tell you this, all the harvest gods around the world are related to us. Whichever one you look for is the same."

"But you have to keep it secret for us. Anyway, we are looking for Quetzalcoatl. As for the history, we don't know anything about it."

"Don't worry, I understand this, but I told you that I can only make rain. For planting, you have to go to Shennong, also known as the Five Grain Shennong Emperor."

"Go directly to Emperor Yan?? It's not that exaggerated, right?"

"Of course, this is the boss of their company. According to the rank, you can't find him like this. The next one is Hou Tu. In fact, the real people working are Twenty-Eight Stars. You can go to Zhenjun Disu and say that I asked you to Go find him."

"Can he control Mexico?"

"If Mexico's current pantheon of gods still exists, it probably won't work, but the Mayan and Aztec pantheons have long since disappeared..."

At this time Martin interrupted and said: "Do you know why they disappeared? Why can I still vaguely hear their voices?"

Yinglong paused for a moment, as if he was searching for something, and then said: "Actually, if you had come a few years earlier, it would have been OK, but it has not been possible recently. People here have begun to abandon their land, and their primitive agricultural beliefs have also followed. decline.”

"Is there any hope?" Martin asked.

"These are mutually reinforcing. If you want to restore the original faith, you have to restore people's respect for farming and the land, so you have to cultivate the land first before you can restore the faith."

“But we restored our faith just to farm.”

"That's why we need some external help." Schiller said: "I will find a way to contact the star king, but you also have to leave your contact information, otherwise we will not be able to thank you when the matter is completed."

"You're welcome. Just make this call after you're done."

Schiller, Clark and Martin looked at the string of numbers on the note left by Ying Long indifferently. It was really a phone number, not a sacrificial prop or a token of the gods. It was a literal phone number.

"If I had known that I could find it by calling, why would I bother so much?" Clark complained, "It would be great if all the gods in the world kept up with the times, so as not to waste things."

Clark looked at the wheat ears and vegetables on the ground with some distress. It was not difficult to see that they were good food before being dried.

They returned to the hotel, Martin and Clark both went to rest, and Schiller was studying how to contact Xing Jun. Ying Long said that if there was no Xing Jun's phone number, he could only find it through official methods, as long as he did not mention Kama Taj's. It's okay, it should be fine, right?

With this in mind, Schiller dialed the phone number of the Divine Spear Bureau.

The next morning they gathered in the cafeteria for breakfast, and Schiller met Magneto again. They were staying in the same hotel, and it was normal for them to meet without looking up.

"We have an idea." Schiller said: "We hired a star king from China who can ensure that the soil is fertile and the weather is good. As long as you plant well, you will definitely have a good harvest."

Magneto still seemed a little doubtful, he said: "Did you tell them that we are going to farm? They won't..."

"They only care about whether the field will be planted, not who will plant it." Schiller said: "I know Clark is indeed a bit extreme, but what he said is not necessarily the same path."

Magneto pursed his lips and said: "China tried to recruit me. At that time, I was already in the limelight in the United States, but I think they are no different from the United States. They just want to use me..."

"I think if you had joined them at that time, you might have been the chief engineer of China's space exploration program by now."

"I don't want to be an engineer." Magneto showed great resistance. He said, "There is nothing to explore in the universe."

Magneto always talks more in front of Schiller, even more than in front of Charles. Others are not surprised, but they still turn their heads to look here from time to time. After all, it is rare to see Magneto so rich. expression.

Schiller held a glass of drink and said: "I know that neither you nor Charles will die. You can transform into a magnetic field, and Charles can live forever by changing his body. There is still a long way to go, and you will always have a chance to turn back." "

These words obviously spoke to Magneto's heart. Although they seem to be old now, in fact, as long as they don't want to die, they are immortal.

This means that for ordinary people, most of their lives may be just starting out for them. Just like no one would think that a second-grade student cannot give up dancing and learn piano. Life is still very long for them. Now, change It’s never too late to take the road.

After a while, Magneto seemed to have made up his mind. He said, "What price did the god you mentioned offer?"

"You know they never want money, and of course, it's not your help with work..." Schiller deliberately dragged out a long voice, looking at Magneto's slightly relieved expression, he continued: "This gang of Chinese heaven The gods have a salary and basically don’t need your help, but they are here to make extra money this time.”

"The extra money they want is not human currency, but incense. I mean the power of faith. In short, he wants to show several miracles in front of the Mexicans so that the Mexicans can include him when reviving their myths. Become one of the gods, so you can have continuous income.”

"And you need to cooperate with him. You don't have to do anything extra. In short, just don't cause trouble for him."

"Isn't he a god? Are you afraid that we will cause trouble?"

"Not all gods are good at fighting. Even if they are good at fighting, they may not be able to beat you." Schiller acted helpless, but Magneto felt very proud of it, even a little smug.

"Don't worry, it's no problem." Magneto agreed, "I can also help him build some momentum, but he has to work hard. Anyway, I can't figure out things like farming."

"There's no need for you to figure it out. Don't we have to hire locals in the end? Compared with mutants descending from the sky and threatening them to farm, God's instructions make it easier for them to accept."

"Then there's one last question left, the Mexican government..."

"Don't worry, I have arranged for Martin to entrust dreams to their people. After all, there are so many people in the land, and it is normal for the gods to be dissatisfied. I think they will contact you soon."

In fact, the speed was much faster than Schiller expected. The next day, the deputy director of the Mexican Agricultural Bureau approached Magneto. This time his attitude changed drastically.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Mr. Lansher, it's not that we have to stop you, but you also know that you had a bad reputation in the past, so if we just let you into the village, the villagers would find it difficult to accept... "

"But I think what you said makes sense. Since everyone has gone to the city to work, so much land is empty. Farmers can still get additional income by renting it to you. However, we have to sign the contract carefully. You must not squander it wantonly. land……"

Magneto snorted in his heart, but on the surface he still agreed well. Seeing the behavior of the Mexican government people, what Clark said to him began to linger in his heart.

Let's look at the specific situation. Magneto thought that if China was more accepting of him than he thought, then it wouldn't be impossible to impress them with some sincerity and leave a way out for himself.

After the contract was signed and everything was negotiated, they took the nearest flight to Guadalajara. There was a large area of ​​fertile land in the south of Mexico, and that was their real destination.

Although it was a little strange to be on a plane with Superman and Magneto present, the free time on the plane gave them a chance to talk about their next steps.

Clark took out a map and pointed it to Magneto. "The entire Jalisco state has an absurdly large area of ​​arable land, and the quality of the arable land is also very good. This area in particular can be called the land of corn. Corn is a good thing, especially the seeds sold by Fernando's seed dealer, which are hardy and have high yields..."

"Of course, there are also autumn wheat, sorghum and potatoes. It's just that whatever you plant will grow and have high yields. But it's not enough to have food alone. You have to plant some vegetables, which is more troublesome. But the terrain of this area is relatively flat, which is especially suitable for greenhouses..."

Magneto listened seriously at first, but then his attention was completely shifted to Clark.

Clark turned his head and looked at him. The expression on Magneto's face was probably "Why are you so skilled?"

A series of supplements have been made to the background of Marvel China, and the author's setting shall prevail.