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Chapter 245 Sir, help!

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    Who are you?  You can play if you want?  What qualifications do you have to challenge the students of Du Binqi?  Being rich is amazing!  ?

    Countless questions flashed through the hearts of the nearby onlookers and both sides, but when they saw the Death Star pass hanging on Ange¡¯s chest, all the doubts were swallowed back involuntarily.

    Questioning the old witch¡¯s guests?  it's not good?  What if we are punished by the old witch and punished by cleaning the toilet every day?

    Ange didn¡¯t care what other people thought, he just wanted to play with this, pressed the magic crystal into the slot, and after studying it, he knew how to activate it. He input a little magic power to activate the simulated magic circle.

    With a brush, the originally neatly planted farmland disappeared, replaced by a primitive wasteland. In the middle of the square pit, there was a row of numbers beating, with year, month, day, season, temperature, humidity, rainfall and other data on it.

    Do you want to open up wasteland first?  Ange clicked a few times on the operating table as he had seen others operate before, and some images appeared.

    Wasteland, do you want to burn it down?  Ange looked at the description of the soil and decided to burn the wasteland, so he clicked on one of the illusions.

    In the square pit, a torch immediately appeared on the wasteland belonging to Ange. Ange could operate this torch to light fires from different places to burn the wasteland.

    There is also a skill involved in burning wasteland. You cannot just light a piece and it will boil. You need to select the fire point according to the humidity density of the vegetation, and advance all the way from the point to the line and then to the surface.

    If you choose the wrong fire point, the place burned first will easily become an isolation zone, blocking the fire zone behind, and burning the entire land piece by piece, like a plague.

    At this time, you need to hold the torch and burn the unburned areas one by one. Then you find that there is a time limit for lighting a torch. You cannot light it continuously and you have to wait for more than ten seconds.

    But in the illusion circle, ten seconds is almost half a day. After you burn all the places, a few days will pass.

    But Ange did not make such a stupid mistake. He had burned the wasteland for more than a thousand years. Even if he was asked to burn a heart shape or a star shape, it would not be a problem. The wasteland would soon be burned clean, leaving only  Ashes of vegetation.

    Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. The two sides of the battle just looked at each other, and Du Binqi's students were even more surprised. It would be fine if the opponent was a rookie, but it was obviously not the case. If they didn't play, would they be ridiculed?

    Let¡¯s play, you don¡¯t have to pay yourself, the magic crystals are all invested.

    The opposite side also quickly started to burn.

    However, burning wasteland is very about experience. No matter how rich the theoretical knowledge is, it will not be good if you don¡¯t have experience. The competition between students like them usually does not pay attention to this kind of foundation, and the burning soon turns into a plague, with lumps here and there.  , and a few more days were wasted dealing with these unburned areas.

    Ange was already preparing the land at this time.

    The content of soil preparation is rich, including removing gravel, turning over the sun, applying base fertilizer, etc., and you must take appropriate measures.

    When Ange saw the gravel, he subconsciously wanted to call the little angel over, but when he realized it was a simulated formation, this meant that he could only choose the corresponding method within the scope of the formation.

    There is definitely no Holy Earth Hammer in the magic circle. No one has ever used the Holy Earth Hammer as a stone crushing tool, except for him and the first Duke of Montenegro.

    It cannot be crushed, plowing is the fastest way, and Ange chose to plow.

    The soil condition is not bad, no plowing is needed, just apply base fertilizer directly.

    Ange checked the crops available for planting and found many crops, including primitive magic rice, breadfruit trees, and the vine breadfruit that the other party had planted just now.

    Ange chose the vine breadfruit without any hesitation, because he had grown the other two types, but not this one, so he wanted to play with this one first.

    Having decided on the planting target, Ange naturally opened its information and studied its habits.

    When the image of Vine Breadfruit appeared, it immediately caused an uproar.

    Among Du Binqi's students, the leader shouted angrily: "Friend, are you doing this on purpose? This bread vine is the latest new crop cultivated by our teacher. It has the advantages of various crops, but also abandons  In spite of their shortcomings, they are likely to become the dominant grain species of the next generation. Do you want to plant them without even seeing them? Are you looking down on us?"

    From a spectator's perspective, Ange's behavior is indeed very provocative. The students of Spring Breeze lost to this kind of crop in the last game, but Ange directly chooses it now. Could it be that he wants to defeat Du with the same crop?  Binky's student?

    By choosing this kind of crop, Dubinqi¡¯s side can only win, and it requires a big advantage to win. Otherwise, even if it is a tie, or the winning advantage is not obvious, it will be considered a loss.

    &nbsp?The impact caused the output to be lower than the previous one.

    And Ange¡¯s display showed a yield of one thousand three hundred and twenty kilograms per mu. This number shocked the eyes of everyone in the Demon Farm.

    "How is it possible? How can magic rice be so productive?" Both Du Binqi and Chunfeng had an unbelievable feeling in their hearts. Even the students of Springfeng Druid felt even more so. The magic rice was ripe for them.  .

    Magic rice was cultivated by the Great Druid of Spring Wind. They have been growing it for many years, and they think they know its habits very well. The usual yield is not low, about 700 to 800 kilograms. They feel that the limit of magic rice is about this.  .

    But how much does Ange produce per mu now?  One thousand three hundred kilograms, which is five hundred kilograms more than their peak production, almost double.

    ¡°And this was grown in a simulated magic circle. The most detailed data of magic rice is recorded in the magic circle. If it can be grown here, there is a high chance that it can achieve this yield per mu if it is placed outside.

    God, who is this?  Even before Chunfeng Dade disappeared, he had not reached the yield of one thousand catties per mu. Why could this person produce such a high yield?

    Of course, no one will dare to say that Ange is messing around now. If messing around can produce this kind of output, what else does Druid do?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? everyone gathered around and started asking Ange.

    Seeing that the situation was not good, Nigris quickly asked Ange to run away. Because he was wearing a Death Star pass, everyone was a little reluctant, but they did not forcibly stop him and could only watch Ange leave.

    The next day, Aubengli came to the door and asked: "The magic rice yields 1,300 per mu, how did you do it?"

    Nigris knew that Obanli would come to her door. Some students would definitely report the situation at that time, and they would definitely find her because of the pass.

    So Negris was well prepared. He took out a skeleton, a planting manual, a druid secret, a robe, some odds and ends, and a child slipped out.

    "That's what happened. We found a skeleton in the Falling Dragon Canyon. Based on these relics, we guess that the skeleton belongs to the Great Druid of Chunfeng. This is a child he adopted, named Yiyi. After Chunfeng died, this child was left alone.  I lived in the Fallen Dragon Canyon, making a living by eating soul moss, and was contaminated with a lot of dragon power, and now I am a dragon servant."

    Aubenli glanced at Nigris dubiously, then looked at the skeleton carefully, and soon sensed the residual knowledge attached to the skeleton.

    "It's really Chunfeng, he's dead?" Aubenli was shocked and didn't want to believe it.

    "Yes, judging from his planting manual, he should have come to Zhuilong Lake to find saltwater plants and cultivate saltwater magic rice. Well, this is the saltwater magic rice we cultivated, with a yield of seven hundred kilograms per mu." Nai  Gris took out another bag of saltwater magic rice seeds.

    Aubenli looked at the salty rice seeds blankly. She didn't know how to react for a while. She was at a loss. Before she could digest the news of Chunfeng's death, she turned around and heard that Chunfeng's last wish had been fulfilled?

    "Did you cultivate it?" Aubengli asked dubiously. Chunfeng's creation of saltwater magic rice was no secret. He had told her about it a long time ago, but Chunfeng himself had said that it was very difficult and there were no attempts of dozens or hundreds of years.  , it is difficult to succeed.

    "Of course." Nigris put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "I watched Ange cultivate it with my own eyes."

    Aubengli pondered for a while, then raised his head and said: "I want to go back and inform everyone of the news."

    "Go ahead, but the saltwater magic rice seeds in your hand are combined with elven technology and require the blessing of the God of Life to germinate. We can help you find the God of Life to germinate for free, but you have to sell me a few illusion simulations.  The magic circle.¡±

    "We'll talk about it later." Aubenli said and walked out of the door quickly.

    But not long after she walked out of the door, a strong energy reaction erupted in the room, which shocked her and hurried back to take a look.

    I saw Ange's body exuding strong energy fluctuations. A big hole was squeezed out of the space in front of him, and powerful energy poured into the hole continuously. When Obanli returned, he only caught a ball of light and shadow and threw it into the hole.  In the big hole.

    Aubengli took a deep breath and shouted, "Arrival?"

    This intensity of energy projection can be regarded as advent. God gives power to his saints and calls it advent.

    Is this humble human next to the God of Knowledge so powerful?

    Ange had no time to pay attention to Obanli's shock. All his attention was directed towards the point in his soul that belonged to Anthony, and even his soul was sent there first.

    Because he heard Anthony¡¯s unprecedented urgent call: ¡°Sir, help!¡±

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