Chapter 125 125. A bird comes, a gold mine under the sea
“Crow?”
“You didn’t disappear with that island.”
Kloya looked After seeing what was in the sky, he was a little surprised. He thought that as the strange cloud island dissipated, these crows also disappeared.
As a result, he actually appeared now, and he actually dared to approach his island?
I’m really not afraid of being beaten again.
To be fair, the first time they tried to eat Cloya's sunflowers, they were beaten up by the sunflowers.
The second time, Croya took away their artificial magic tree without mercy.
It can be said that they are really unlucky.
The nature of Warcraft is like this. When you see something that is good for you, you will eat it without risking your life.
It's nature's nature, so there's nothing to say about it.
“Are you here to keep warm?”
He didn’t stop them or anything. He even hid his magic aura and quietly watched the crows flying over. .
They seemed to have been flying in the wind and snow for too long, and their feathers were covered with ice particles, making them look pitiful.
After feeling the warm breath of fire here, I flew over almost impatiently.
Finally, it landed on the branch of the red flame pine and began to preen its feathers and play around.
The cry of "Quack" is full of joy.
To be honest, even though it is a dark crow, it looks quite cute while jumping around.
Originally there were no magical beasts in this field, but now some crows suddenly came, like the silent forest suddenly came alive.
Adds a touch of color.
They came here obviously to escape the wind and snow - there were more than a thousand fire-type magic plants planted in one acre of land, plus the light of Luminous Grass and the power of the magic field grapevines.
Now this can be said to be the holy land of all Warcraft.
Able to escape wind, snow and cold.
"Forget it, let's stay here since we're here." Croya didn't drive them away. It was actually a good thing to attract more monsters.
This is how ecology circulates.
With only magic plants and no monsters, I still don’t feel very healthy.
“Can we have some more?”
He looked at the sky expectantly.
After a while, some small swallows with blue and white feathers flew over.
Chirping, he also fell into the woods.
They are more lively and cheerful than crows, and even go to peck pine cones and cherries, looking like naughty children.
"Blue and white petrels?"
The arrival of the second bird gave him some premonitions.
Maybe more than two?
Can I have a big one?
About ten minutes after these blue and white petrels landed, some birds with long tail feathers, golden white feathers, and looking a bit like phoenixes flew from the sky.
Even when flying in wind and snow, they remain elegant and stable, and the snowstorm does not affect them at all.
The long tail feathers shone in the wind and snow, looking really graceful and luxurious.
They circled in the sky, making a clear chirping sound like a phoenix.
“锵~~~”
The sound carried far away in the wind and snow.
The originally playful crows and blue-and-white petrels seemed to have been restrained by a restraining spell, and did not dare to move.
"Level suppression."
Cloya judged through these calls and their magic power fluctuations: "It is a third-level magical beast."
A third-level magical bird Ah, this is really rare.
“But they don’t seem to be for keeping warm, so what are they doing?” Croya continued to observe.
After chirping a few times, they seemed to have discovered something, and flew straight to the area where the flame tree stumps grew, and their slender claws fell directly into the sticky resin.
Flapping its wings as if dancing.
Then he raised his head and made a more pleasant chirp.
“???”
Croya stared at the three particularly gorgeous-looking birds in confusion, not understanding why they were so happy inside the resin.
Also, you are really not afraid of being burned to death.
It turns out that they are really not afraid of flames - when the flames burning on the resin pockets come into contact with their feathers, an extremely inconspicuous white magic shield will appear.
It is these shields that resist the flames approaching their feathers.
They just rolled around in the mud-like resin pile, making sweet chirping sounds as they rolled.
It's like a child having fun playing in a mud puddle.
It really doesn’t fit in with their noble and gorgeous appearance.
Kloya couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth as he watched:
"The wind-feathered bird of paradise."
He really wondered why these birds did this. I simply found a place and asked for information about this bird through the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce. The "Basic Introduction to the Birds of Paradise" sold by the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce introduces that this kind of bird likes the smell of fragrance very much, and will fall into a crazy state once it encounters the fragrance it likes.
Even if you kill it at this time, it will not resist.
The only problem is that each of them likes a different scent. It is basically impossible to make a universal perfume that can attract all the birds of paradise.
The book also briefly introduces their value at the end.
The first is their gorgeous tail feathers, which are like phoenixes. Each one is the best spice. It only needs to be ground and burned to create the "scent of forgetfulness".
It is said that in this fragrance one can forget all worries and be completely immersed in the blissful enjoyment of heaven.
The second is their blood. The blood of this kind of bird is very pure and is an excellent magic solution that can contain most of the magic power.
Finally there are their eggs.
This third-level bird will lay hundreds of eggs in each gestation cycle, only one of which can hatch into a brand new paradise bird.
The rest of the eggs are all dead eggs, but the egg liquid of these dead eggs is the raw material for making "Paradise Perfume". It is said that it can reproduce one percent of the aroma of their tail feathers after grinding and burning.
At the end of this booklet, the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce even stated its egg purchase price - one first-level magic crystal.
If the whole bird is sold, it will be re-appraised based on the magic power and age of the Paradise Wind Feather Bird, and a completely appropriate price will definitely be given.
"Well, I really never forget to advertise."
He put the brochure away and planned to put it on the bookshelf in his laboratory.
“Don’t leave once you’re here.”
Cloya was eager to get started, but he didn’t go forward to catch them directly. Since they liked the aroma of resin emitted by the flame tree stump, they should You wouldn't just leave casually.
It is most reasonable to let them voluntarily build nests here.
......
After telling the farm servants not to disturb these birds, Croya left.
He went directly to the bottom of the sea through the magic circle.
Compared with the freezing land, the seabed is obviously warmer and calmer.
Cloya has already drawn the thermal energy array here in advance, and the heat emitted permeates the air, enough for them to take a leisurely walk.
Seeing his arrival, the fish-tailed sea ducks were the first to come up to greet him.
Those of them hatched under his care, and the immature ducks quacked around his trouser legs, and even wanted to touch his legs very affectionately.
Obviously more lively than those big ducks.
The Fish-tailed Sea Duck King paces slowly. He is obviously a duck, but he has a calm and steady aura.
When it came to Croya's side, it didn't arch it superficially, but gave a faint "ga" to express its welcome.
But no matter how you look at it, Croya feels that it actually doesn’t want to show its unstable side in front of the ducks. This guy’s IQ is really getting higher and higher.
Cloya looked at it, simply picked it up, and then ran his fingers through its soft and comfortable feathers.
As a monster, the fish-tailed sea duck will clean its own feathers, so it is very clean and does not even have the odor that a duck would have.
Sea Duck King: "!!!"
It's eyes clearly showed shock, and it struggled to get down, but it looked like it was just pretending, and it didn't struggle at all.
Let Croa fumble around in its feathers.
“It feels really good. I remember that down jackets are made of duck down. With so many ducks, can I try making one.”
After picking up a handful of ducks, Croya Put it down contentedly.
The Sea Duck King landed on the ground and "quacked" majestically to his fellow creatures around him. Immediately, several slender female ducks came up and helped him tidy up his messed up feathers with their beaks.
It just enjoyed the care of the female ducks and even quacked happily.
Chloë: "..."
I don't know what happened, but he suddenly felt a little unhappy.
Glancing at the Duck King fiercely, he touched the blue sheep that came up. These sheep were quite mild-tempered, but their fur felt a bit hard to the touch.
After touching the blue sheep, he looked at the two marmots.
The thieves yelled "chichijiji" at him anxiously several times and pulled at his trouser legs with their paws.
This seems to mean...
"What? Did you say that a mineral vein was found down here?"
He blinked, a little surprised.
Here, the ore-seeking ants were brought in just a few days ago, and they actually found the veins. This efficiency is a little too fast.
What kind of mineral vein could it be?
“Lead the way, lead the way!” Without saying a word, he headed to the place where the ore-seeking ants discovered the veins.
The location where the veins were found was a bit unexpected.
The Burglary Rat took him all the way south, and finally came to the flat seabed where the air coral base first took root.
They stood on top of a huge ant nest, pointed at the ant nest with their claws, and chirped a few times, as if to say that this is where it is.
"What kind of mine will there be here?"
Kloya bent down and took a look, and found that a gray magic ant had crawled out, holding a small piece of metal in its mouth.
Those are... golden fragments.
Even under the dim light of the seabed, there is a heart-pounding light refracted.
(End of this chapter)