Chapter 77 77. Four-leaf clover: I sacrifice myself for potatoes! (First order requested)
Two days later.
Chloë is staying in his laboratory.
He has buried the thick potatoes into the soil, and has provided sufficient fertilizer and water, but the supply of magic power has been decreasing.
Lower every hour.
Well, anyway, there is Mu Yao Qu Teng Wang, an experimental assistant who does not need to sleep at all, here to help, and he can also record the magic situation and variables.
The trouble is not his trouble at all.
The high yield of the thick soil potato was originally based on the supply of magic power. Now that the magic power is gone, the fruits hanging from its roots have become shriveled.
After Croya observed this, he began to frequently influence it with consciousness, hinting it to give up these extra fruits and just worry about the remaining fruits.
But the effect is not very good.
Its leaves began to wither, supplying all the magic power of its own growth to the fruits at its roots, just like a mother who was already withered but still had to feed her children.
But this is completely a vicious cycle. It doesn't even have enough light and nutrients to grow on its own, so how can it take care of so many fruits?
In half a day, it started to fester.
The leaves are dull and there are foul-smelling ulcers on the vines.
He was about to die.
After it dies, those fruits will definitely not survive. They have not yet completed their development and cannot see the light. They can only be buried in the soil and gradually rot.
Cloya was silent when he saw this scene.
He knew that his experiment in the past two days had failed, so he sighed lightly and did not continue to toss the thick potato.
"Plug in the magic power supply."
After giving the instructions to King Mu Yaoqu Vine, he planned to keep this thick potato in the laboratory.
For some reason, he still has a good impression of this kind of magic plant.
I just don’t know, are all thick potatoes like this, or is this just an exception?
If this is really the case, my plan to cultivate seeds in this way may really come to nothing.
He sat on the chair, considering whether to order Jamie to bring more thick potatoes for experiments.
The apprentice has now obtained the qualification to enter his laboratory and will tell him to do anything.
Even Croya has passed on part of the meditation method of the Mages Association to him - at that time, the original owner had sworn an oath and was bound not to spread it outside.
But now that he has changed his meditation method, he is not restricted by it, so he can naturally give it to whomever he wants.
“Follow your orders.”
King Yaoqu Vine has no emotion at all about Croa tossing the magic plant like this. In its opinion, there is no magic plant that has self-consciousness or even a self-consciousness. Warcraft is not considered life.
At the time, its old owner, the legendary mage Eliste, was even more exaggerated than Croya, and used the elemental plane as a planting ground for experiments.
Its vines flexibly connected the pipes of the magic circle, and immediately azure blue mixed with golden magic mist poured into the thick potato incubator like water.
These are made by purifying the spring water that has been filtered by the magic spring jellyfish and adding the sun's magic power from sunflowers.
Water and sunlight are the two nutrients that magic plants need most.
It is possible to live without soil, but without water and sunlight, most magic plants cannot survive.
"Wow~"
As the mist flowed in, Hou Tutu immediately impatiently absorbed the pure magic power, and it was almost visible to the naked eye that it went from wilting to branching out.
The withered and yellow leaves have recovered, and the vines with ulcerated wounds have also returned to normal.
“It’s pretty fast.”
At this time... it suddenly conveyed a consciousness, which was captured by Croya——
“I …”
"I can't take care of them."
"Child, roots..."
This realization made Croya look sideways, and he suddenly looked at the astral crystal placed aside In the bottle, the divine power of the originally peaceful Mother Earth suddenly began to tremble.
It bumped against the bottle, seeming to want to leave in a hurry.
"Huh?"
These divine powers from the Mother Goddess of the Earth have always been very stable. They did not even emit any strange fluctuations, and were as quiet as dead things.
That’s why Croya left them here so confidently and put them into the astral crystal bottle as decorations and materials for future research.
As a result, it suddenly started to move.
And he moved after the consciousness came to him.
The situation was so coincidental that he couldn't help but think more about it.
"Could it be that its desire was responded to by the Mother Goddess of the Earth?"
How is this...possible?
If those gods were really responsive to requests, then the church would not have to spend so much effort on publicity and preaching.
If people truly see the benefits of belief in gods, their belief will definitely be extremely firm.
“Weird.”
Cloya walked to the bottle, looked at the beating divine power inside, frowned, and then reached out to open the bottle.
He really wanted to see what these divine powers were going to do, and whether it was what he thought - to bless this thick potato.
“Click.”
As soon as the bottle was opened, the golden divine power inside immediately rushed towards the thick potato, watering the vines and the thick potato like light rain. above the leaves.
It has already absorbed enough magic power, and now it is irrigated by these divine powers, and it is growing crazily like time is fast forwarding.
In less than half a minute, it completely filled the entire incubator. Its vines and leaves were extremely luxuriant, and its surface had an earthy yellow halo.
Those halos are attracting the magic around them.
At the same time, it also comes with an indescribable, huge and strange power fluctuation.
It is completely different from magic.
There is no doubt -
"Divinity? Does this really bless it?"
Cloya was simply shocked.
Can it really bless you? Is it just such a simple blessing?
What surprised him even more was that the prompt of the Celestial Spirit Body Imprinting Technique suddenly came out——
[Thick Tushu (Membrane of the Earth, Movement)]
[Because this demonic plant is extremely eager to take care of its own fruits, with the increase in the power of Kong Yao, it activates the divine power of the earth. 】
【When the Earth Membrane exists, it will actively attract and absorb the magic power emanating from the surroundings. 】
【Its fruit will become more powerful. 】
After reading this sudden explanation, Kroya's first reaction was to look at the Holy Light Clover planted in the flowerpot next to the window sill.
The power of Kong Yao, that must be it!
Sure enough. " I wish..."
"The Gift of the Gospel"
One of the four-leaf clovers of light began to wilt. It was originally planted well in the flower pot, but now it is half dead.
It becomes more ethereal, almost looming. But it still managed to maintain its original posture, and there was no situation where it collapsed on the spot and then the dark clouds inside came out.
This made Croya breathe a sigh of relief.
If the dark clouds inside come out and it rains heavily outside, and it finally clears up, then it rains again, it will be really troublesome.
However.
You are really sacrificing yourself for yourself.
People just longed for it, and you really expended your own strength to respond. Then shouldn’t the plants in the Ark all have this sense of dedication?
Is Ark highlighting this kind of dedication?
He shook his head speechlessly, and then began to think seriously: "The increase in the power of Kong Yao? Can this thing increase the power and make the divine power feel?
Is it unique to the Mother Goddess of the Earth? Does the divine power work, or is it okay?”
If it is possible, then it is simply a cheating device.
Wouldn’t it mean that whoever you want to bless should be blessed?
And what does the "operation" behind this earth membrane mean? Why is the astral body engraving technique suddenly activated again?
He had also discovered this special suffix before, but it only appeared in Shui Yao Magic. He originally thought it was the collective name of a certain magic school.
It’s like [Song of Red·First Three Chapters].
Now I am a little hesitant.
Can’t divine power also be a type of obsidian magic?
That would be too bizarre.
Confused, he thought for a while and simply asked Mu Yaoqu Vine King on the side: "Do you know what rotation is? Do you have any impression?"
Mu Yaoqu Vine King is A special creation made by combining the power of earth and water. Maybe it will know what "operation" means.
"Ah?" Mu Yaoqu Vine King asked in confusion: "What is that?"
The emotional fluctuations transmitted by the contract and what was seen by the astral body engraving technique are indeed real doubts. Rather than pretending.
It turns out that apparently it doesn't know.
Kloya could only shake his head: "It's nothing."
After suppressing his doubts in his heart, he continued to use the astral body engraving technique to observe Hou Tushu's astral body. constitute.
It is now imprinted with this blessing.
So, can I see it myself?
It doesn’t matter whether you can learn it or not. If you can see it, as long as you can imitate the composition of the magic patterns inside, that will be enough.
When the khaki-colored Hoututu star spirit body came into view, Croya suddenly saw that there was a very peculiar khaki and gold intertwined pattern flashing on the Hoututu.
Just after taking a glance, Croya felt that his mental power was shaky, like a liquid that evaporated quickly when exposed to fire.
Most of it disappeared in an instant.
"Sure enough, it was too forced." He immediately withdrew his gaze and tried to mentally recall the full pattern of the lines he had just seen, but he fell into a trance again.
The lines in the memory gradually became blurred, and then... disappeared completely, as if they had never existed.
This is the first time I have encountered this situation.
Even when I looked directly at the moon inside the Fruit of the Virtual Moon and the rings inside the mushroom, I never forgot them after reading them.
Far from being disappointed by this, Croya became even more curious.
Magicians just need to be curious.
Since it doesn’t work in this world, what if it’s in the sea with the tree that “calms the trembling of the sea”?
With its blessing, is it feasible?
He planned to go in and have a look at night. Since his mental strength recovered, he has only gone in once.
Don't tell me, I still think about it.
Picked up the cooked duck eggs next to him and broke open the bread. He planned to treat himself to a sea duck egg to try.
The fish-tailed sea ducks lay a lot of unfertilized eggs. He has already ordered his men to pickle the salted duck eggs. The thought of the oily salted duck eggs sandwiched between the steamed buns and then taking a bite...< br>
He was drooling a little.
He was really a little uncomfortable eating seafood and bread here every day.
While gnawing on the bread, I sighed vaguely: "Oh, I'm still not used to it."
I thought there was nothing more to do today, but I haven't finished eating the bread yet. King Mu Yao Qu Teng reminded: "Master, the carriage of Baron Kemoyer is here, and he is communicating with the housekeeper Rob."
"Huh?"
Kloya gnawed Bread looked at the location of the monitoring circle.
Calculating the time, it is indeed time for him to come.
The new batch of holy white iron has been refined long ago and is waiting for him to take it away.
Of course, the magic plants and magic beasts he promised to Croya should also be delivered.
“Huh?” Croya was suddenly stunned when he saw what was happening in the screen, and he almost dropped the bread in his mouth.
In the picture...
Baron Kemoyer's iconic carriage has turned into a "thorn carriage" wrapped in white thorns, with a white halo transmitting throughout.
That white color is very strange.
It looks like it cannot accommodate other colors.
It was so pure that it made his eyes hurt when he looked at it. Even the magic power of the monitoring circle showed strange fluctuations like a snowflake screen.
"..."
He silently finished the bread in three bites, resisting the urge to tell Sunflower to shoot it a red ray directly.
"You're really good at causing trouble. You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
Cloa's expression was obviously not happy.
This kind of weird magic plant doesn't look like a normal thing. It might be something evil.
If it affects his territory, he will really be murderous.
Having advanced to the third level of mage and learned a new chapter, he can turn the baron's territory into a scorched earth by himself if he wants to.
The status of the two sides was no longer equal when the third-level mage was born.
That is to say, the baron cooperated well with him, otherwise he would have directly asked Sunflower to fire red rays and destroy the carriage.
As he walked towards the entrance of the castle, he was thinking about whether to set up a reception desk at the pier on Hanjiao Island. Otherwise, it would be a bit unsafe for anyone to get close to his castle.
Soon, he came to the gate of the castle.
When Rob saw him coming, he trotted over quickly and said: "Master, I have seen this kind of thorns..."
The butler's expression seemed vaguely excited.
Kloya's heart moved and asked: "What is it?"
Rob lowered his voice: "You should know the order. Legend has it that before He has entered the world's consciousness, he once There is a sect that truly believes in Him.”
“Unlike the current sect, they cultivated a sacred plant with the help of the power of order.”
When he said this, Ke. Loya already understood what he meant - these thorns were existences related to order.
The astral body engraving technique also confirms this.
Those white thorns are called——
The thorns of justice.
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