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Chapter 277 Dragon Fruit

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    This is the second farm boundary that Ange has seen. It is about the same size and has almost the same plan. It makes him feel like he is back home, and he can't help but want to grow things.

    He felt very sad when he saw that the tauren had ruined the farmland like this. The crops were sparse and malnourished.

    After years of cultivation, soil nutrients are lost, compacted and degraded, and crop yields will only become lower and lower.

    The tauren aunt gnawed on a beet. When she was full of energy, she couldn't help complaining: "We have no choice. This is a closed world. There are stones everywhere and nothing else. How can we survive?"  It will be good to come down, thanks to the occasional fish swimming in the well, otherwise we would have starved to death."

    Negris checked the condition of the minotaurs and couldn't help but said sympathetically: "Yes, the conditions are too difficult, it will not be easy for you to survive."

    Not only can they come back alive, but they can also maintain the number of the tribe. There were originally more than 200 tauren. After a thousand years, there are still more than 100 tauren left. This is definitely a miracle.

    "It's so hard. If I hadn't gone out to cheat and get food and fertilizer for them, they would have starved to death." The Lord of Terror, who was tightly tied with a life-saving rope, shouted unconvincingly.

    The shout of the Lord of Terror made Nigris suddenly remember something: "Yes, when you collected the reward, in addition to the soul crystals, you also collected ten bags of grain. Is that grain just for them? Do you have  So kind? What can ten bags of grain be enough for?"

    The Lord of Terror said angrily: "Did I think so? Have you ever seen a bunch of cows howling around your monument every day, howling every day, taking turns to howl? They won't stop if you don't give them food.  , this place is closed and empty, and when they howl, the whole world can hear it, and they also threaten me, saying that if I don¡¯t give me food, they will poof on my stone monument.¡±

    It is estimated that no demon king has ever had such a frustrating experience as the Lord of Terror. After the lava in the space was released, the heat of the entire space dropped. It lost the ability to use the earth's veins to regenerate, and could only nest in the earth monument.  If the tauren really wants to poop on its monument, it has no choice at all.

    A hungry tauren can do anything, but a tauren that has lost its strength cannot defeat two hundred tauren. What can it do?  You can only pay the grain to buy Qingjingluo.

    "Ten bags of grain are not enough to do anything, but you can't give too much. If you give too much, they will get worse and have to wait for me to raise them. If you catch more fish and work hard to grow something, you won't starve to death. So every once in a while I  Just give them ten bags of food as long as they want, so that they can not starve to death but don¡¯t have the energy to mess around, that¡¯s enough.¡±

    The Lord of Terror said in a gloomy tone, his words full of a thorough understanding of cow nature, and he was worthy of being a demon playing with souls.

    "Originally, I planned to find out how to make insect ash and let them fertilize and grow their own food. I could be relieved, but I found that raising bugs was more expensive than raising cattle, so I gave up." The Lord of Terror sighed helplessly.

    Nigris suddenly realized that it was because of this that he got together with those exterminators.

    No matter what, this sacred cow clan that was abandoned here was lucky enough to meet Ange before the whole clan died. They raised one or two hundred more tauren, which put no pressure on Ange at all.

    What¡¯s more, the planting technology of the Shenniu Tribe is not bad. In this closed environment, it is already very good that things can still grow in the soil after a thousand years.

    Ange did not plant things immediately, but started to plow the land. He first went to bring back some solidified lava. The little angel picked up the Holy Earth Hammer and smashed them one by one, spreading them evenly on the ground.

    They also brought over the leftover fish bones that the tauren had eaten and smashed them into pieces.  The fish bones were obviously left behind intentionally by the tauren, probably to fertilize the soil.

    There was no plant ash, so Ange sprinkled some insect ash on it, and then sprinkled bird droppings on it. Then the little zombie quickly turned over the ground and mixed the proportionally adjusted fertilizer into the soil.

    Farming is a broad and profound knowledge. For this knowledge, intelligent life has developed systems such as druids, harvest goddesses, and the sacred cow clan.

    How much fertilizer to apply, when to apply fertilizer, and when to top-dress fertilizer are all knowledge. Different crops have different demands for fertilizer and need to be adjusted accordingly. Everything is for the purpose of producing more food faster and better.

    Although the tauren are a clan of sacred cows, they are trapped in such a closed place and naturally do not have the resources and conditions to study knowledge. As time goes by, the knowledge imparted by their ancestors has gradually been lost, and some of it has long been out of date.

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    They can still understand when plowing and burying fertilizers.?Look, the three hundred soul crystals I exchanged from you were all consumed here. They have been used for thousands of years and are almost rotten. Fortunately, they are Duroken's creations and can be repaired through soul energy.  "

    "You know Duroken?" Nigris asked in surprise.

    "Of course, who doesn't know Duroken? I also know the God of Knowledge and Bone Rock." The Lord of Terror said.

    Negris said: "No, you just kept talking about the Purple Gold Skeleton and the Purple Gold Skeleton. If you know Rock Bone, wouldn't you recognize that Purple Gold Skeleton?"

    The Lord of Terror was stunned for a moment and said: "That Purple Gold Skeleton is not Bone Rock."

    Boom!  Nigris' soul is about to explode. Isn't the purple-gold skeleton following the king a bone-hard Locke?  So who is it?  There are three purple and gold skeletons?

    Harvey was upgraded after the king disappeared. In other words, in addition to Bone Lock, there was another mourning skeleton who was with the king back then?

    "Ramo Ramo! Come here quickly." Nigris quickly called Ramo and other night watchmen. They are all souls who survived the king's era, and they will definitely remember what happened back then.

    But no matter who it is, no one remembers the existence of a second Lord of Mourning. There is only one Lord of Mourning under the throne of the King.

    Nigris¡¯ memory was modified, but have everyone¡¯s memories been modified?  It's impossible. How can a king have such free time?

    And the existence of the second Mourning Lord is not something that needs to be concealed. The only possibility is: "You are wrong."

    "Did I remember it wrong?" Seeing all the night watchmen unanimously denying the existence of the second purple-gold skeleton, the Lord of Terror couldn't help but hesitate. Could it be that he had really seen it wrong?

    At this moment, powerful soul fluctuations came from the direction of Ange.

    Everyone turned around and saw Ange pressing his hands on the boundary monument, his body burning with soul flames, wrapping him like a burning man, and the strong soul energy poured into the boundary monument continuously.

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    "What's going on? Ange, did you break it? Stop first." Nigris said quickly.

    The farm boundary has been in disrepair for thousands of years. With so much movement, it is likely to be broken.

    Ange responded: "No, let's try it."

    When Ange said this, it understood that there must be more than two to compare. In addition to this, there is also a farm boundary in the Palace of Rest.

    Ange was definitely not willing to test the one in the Palace of Rest, so he tried it with this one first and compared the results. If it couldn't be broken, he would definitely do something with the one inside.

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    With the continuous influx of soul energy, the originally dilapidated boundary monument slowly 'grew'. Not only did it return to its original shape, it became brand new, but it also grew a little taller.

    "Hey, has the farm expanded?" Nigris suddenly said after discovering something.

    Everyone followed its gaze and looked into the distance, and indeed found that the scope of the farm was expanding.

    Ange stopped the energy input, walked around the farm, and then said: "Thirty-six hundred acres."

    He has a ring of scales, and the calculated figures are absolutely accurate. In other words, after the infusion of energy, the farm has expanded by a full six hundred acres, an increase of 20%.

    "Can the barrier be expanded? How much can it be expanded at most? If it can be expanded infinitely, doesn't it mean that you don't have to look for farmland everywhere, and the space inside alone is enough for you to plant?" Nigris was shocked.

    Ange shook his head and was about to say something. Suddenly, there was a bang, like something broke, and a whistling sound sounded.

    Looking up, I saw a fist-sized hole in the center of the majestic door in the distance, and fierce wind was pouring in violently.

    The tauren shouted: "It's dark, the wind is blowing, hurry up and put on your clothes." Then they dispersed.

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