Chapter 82 82. The "Mutation" of Grapes
As for how to take out the dark cloud inside the Holy Light Clover, Croya actually has some ideas - this kind of characteristic of being able to respond to requests, directly asking for the truth. Isn’t that okay?
This was the thought that came to him after the incident just now - since it can respond to the magic plant, it should also be able to respond to himself, right?
Through the ability of the Astral Body Imprinting Technique and the Poetry of Rainbow Colors, his mental power can clearly convey his consciousness to the Holy Light Clover.
Is it possible to accurately obtain a sufficient number of dark clouds?
He thought so, so he experimented like this himself - he brought the Phantom Cloud Snake to the castle and entered the laboratory.
At this time, the Holy Light Clover is still half-dead. The power of the Mother Earth that just affected the evolution of Hou Tutu has obviously greatly overdrawn its power.
So Croya did not "make a wish" on the shaky four-leaf clover, but chose to make a wish on the four-leaf clover that was in good condition -
"Give it to me Dark clouds, give me dark clouds..."
"Give me dark clouds three meters long, dark clouds three meters long..."
"Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds..."
Just like praying for rain, his mental power directly transmitted his thoughts to the star spirit of the Holy Light Clover.
This is not just whispering in your ears, it is equivalent to nagging directly in the deepest part of your soul.
It is estimated that no conscious being can ignore such a voice.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The Holy Light Clover, which had been motionless, suddenly trembled, and traces of dark clouds began to seep out of its surface. Like black chocolate brushed.
The speed is neither very slow nor very fast. These dark clouds soon left the laboratory along the window and floated over the castle.
Chloë squinted his eyes.
“Tsk.”
The size of the dark cloud... is actually exactly three meters.
Nothing more, nothing less.
The astral body of the Holy Light Clover also conveyed almost the same consciousness as when it helped the thick potato before -
"The wish comes true..."
"Gospel gifts."
Two weak voices, like those from the church praying for blessings.
But unlike before, its power has not weakened at all this time, and it seems to be a little more energetic than before.
Obviously after getting rid of the dark clouds, things are getting better.
This is really good. After gradually taking out the dark clouds, it can recover and then continue to pretend to be dark clouds. It is simply a virtuous circle!
Then...
"Go and catch these dark clouds."
Croya pointed outside: "I'll wait for you below."
The Phantom Cloud Snake nodded and flew out of the window to catch Dark Cloud. Croya went under the castle and waited, thinking about how to use the dark clouds.
After a while, the cloud snake flew down dragging a dark cloud. Its movements seemed a bit slow, and the speed of dragging the dark cloud was also very slow.
It's like a horse pulling a carriage that can accommodate seven or eight people. The effort is visible to the naked eye.
But it was pulled down anyway.
It said to Croya: "Master Mage, the water magic inside is very violent. There are about a thousand kilograms of water in this cloud."
Three-meter cloud One thousand kilograms of water?
The water content and density are indeed huge.
"Can you cut it open? Then, how to fix it in a certain position?" Croya threw it a small magic ball, which was just taken out of the magic pool. magic.
"I will divide it for you now. What size do you need?"
"Let's divide it into one hundred kilograms."
"Okay."
The Magic Feather Cloud Snake swallowed the magic ball in one gulp, and then began to divide the clouds - I saw it Cutting from his own tail, when the tail cuts across the clouds, there will be special magic fluctuations.
After a while, the clouds scratched by its tail were like butter cut by a hot knife, splitting apart directly.
It moved very quickly, dividing the clouds into ten parts evenly, and then without Croya's words, he plucked a feather from himself and inserted it into one of the clouds.
The clouds that had been shaken by the wind immediately stopped.
Then...
"Crash!"
As if a magical switch was turned on, the cloud immediately started to rain. The rain was filled with violent magic. Although it was such a small piece, it really felt like it was raining heavily.
Somewhat magical.
Croya was very curious about what kind of structure this feather had, which could actually keep the clouds in place while also allowing the water inside to turn into rain and fall.
Is it the innate magic of this phantom feather cloud snake or the unique magic pattern formed naturally?
He walked forward and stared at the feather inserted into the cloud. He found nothing at all. The feather was just a very ordinary feather.
At most, there is special magic power inside.
It is estimated that these magical powers are the reason why it can make the clouds form such a strange state.
In this case, Croya didn’t look any further.
He praised with great satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."
Huan Ling Yun Snake quickly asked cautiously: "Then you..."
It couldn't wait. Learn the inspiration-seeking technique, and then go find your own tribe. Croya waved his hand: "Don't be anxious, help me work for a while, and when all the dark clouds in these two four-leaf clovers are used up, I will teach you and then let you leave."
This answer was probably within Huan Ling Yun Snake's expectation.
As long as Croya is willing to teach it, it doesn’t matter if it works for a while longer, as it can avoid being hunted outside.
It didn’t think that the other party would teach it such a magical magic for such a small cloud.
It nodded: "Mr. Master, excuse me."
Years of circus life have made it good at observing words and expressions, and it also makes people feel comfortable when talking. It only listens to the voice. I thought it was a polite nobleman speaking.
Neither one nor the snake mentioned the contract.
Kloya felt that it didn't matter, he would abide by the agreement anyway; of course, the Phantom Cloud Snake did not dare to mention signing the contract.
In this way, the Phantom Cloud Snake settled down on Hanjiao Island.
It has no requirements for its place of residence. It just picked a white cloud from the sky, then piled it up in a corner and got in.
This soft and magical white cloud is its favorite nest, and this is how its tribe lives on the boundless clouds.
They will transform the clouds in the sky that are pleasing to the eye, and form a small group of dozens or hundreds of them, occupying a white cloud, hiding in it and living in it while allowing the white cloud to wander around without a fixed place.
Although doing this can avoid being caught by people or natural enemies to the greatest extent, when there are so many clouds floating in the sky, even they themselves may not be able to recognize which one their nest is.
So it can't find its own group. A single snake looking for it in the sky is no different from a living target.
Honestly, when Croya saw it living inside like this, he was even a little bit cautious - it was living in the clouds. Who didn't expect such a small but safe secret when they were young? What about the base?
......
The cloud, which had been cut by the Magic Feather Cloud Snake, was sent to the Magic Crystal Grape Vine the next day.
Ten clouds were evenly distributed throughout the field.
They drop tiny raindrops, spreading gently, like mist, falling on the grapevines, filtered by them, and then dripping into the fields below.
The violent magic power is naturally absorbed and transformed by the vines, while the excess water falls under the roots and will be absorbed at the right time.
If someone dug up the soil at this time, they should be able to find that a stream is almost forming under the crystal blue roots of the Magic Field Grapevine.
The amount of water is neither too much nor too little, and it flows slowly.
Just enough to allow the calming lily of the valley, thick soil potato, and newly arrived magic plants such as crystal apple trees and black lavender to absorb the water inside without directly submerging their roots.
The already shriveled Magic Field grapes are slowly recovering under the infusion of these magic powers, but the dripping speed has slowed down.
It used to be one drop every few seconds, but now it is very slow.
Maybe not even a drop will come down for a minute.
Elena, who had been taking care of the land and was almost about to live in the magic field, discovered this and immediately became anxious.
She hurried to the castle to ask to see Croix.
Poor, she had never seen this kind of magic plant before, and thought there was something wrong with her care. She was so frightened that she could hardly stand.
After Robert’s notification, she quickly arrived at the terrace garden of the castle.
Chloe was lying on the lounge chair at the moment, holding an emerald green branch in his hand to observe.
On the top of his head is a crown made of olive branches, and his body is covered with red algae.
It looks leisurely and leisurely.
Elena didn’t dare to look up at him at all, and came to Croya with her head lowered.
"Huh? What happened?"
Chloë's tone was light: "Is there something wrong with the Magic Field?"
"That's it. ..." Elena quickly told Croya what she had just observed. After hearing this, Croya's expression did not change much, and he even smiled a little.
He sounded a little softer and said: "This is normal. If the magic field grapevine has enough magic power, it will hoard it.
It is also a grape after all, and of course the fruit can be Edible.
When you see the grapes turn from translucent blue to deep purple, they are ripe. You can pick one and taste it. ”
Ai. Lian Na has been doing quite well and attentively in her work recently.
She planted the new magic plants like the Crystal Apple Tree one by one. As a child of Harvest, the magic plants she planted seemed to grow a little faster.
When Croya was studying olive branches in the castle, he saw her taking care of the magic plant late at night through the monitoring of the Obsidian King.
That hard-working and careful look made even a mage like Croya look askance at him.
For her subordinate who works so hard and loves farming, he is naturally willing to give her some small benefits, such as grapes from the Magic Field Grape Vine.
Not to mention the benefits that the magical fruit of the Magic Field Grape can bring to the body, this is a privilege in itself.
At least on the island of Hanjiao Island, with this kind of honor, one is definitely considered to be superior to others.
When Elena heard Croya's answer, she immediately panicked and wanted to kneel down and salute: "Master Mage... I didn't read the books you gave me carefully."
"Then just read it carefully."
Kloya waved his hand nonchalantly: "As the number of magic plants you take care of increases in the future, there will be more and more things you need to know.
Let's do this. I'll send someone to give you a book later. You can read more
As a son of the harvest, you already have special power in your body. I very much hope that you can control this power. If you can control this power...
How many impossible things can you do? ”
He did intend to cultivate this son of the harvest, who could shed so many special tears just by shedding tears unintentionally. What if she could control her own power?
Then Is it easy to create more miracles?
Of course, the more powerful subordinates, the better, so that he can not worry about basic resources and concentrate on studying more advanced magic and more magic plants. Warcraft.
(End of this chapter)