Farming Tree Spirit

Crescent City.

Outside the city wall.

Brent, who had rushed back from the depths of the black soil, was holding the lantern seeds he had brought back. Surrounded by a group of figures, he carefully came to the edge of the barrier.

"Just bury it in the black soil, right?"

Brent looked back at the old wizard beside him, his expression a little solemn.

This plant is very important to them.

If it can be planted successfully, it will definitely greatly enhance the defense of Crescent City, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

"Yes."

The old wizard nodded: "Since this plant can absorb the power of the black soil, it is very likely to be planted on the black soil."

"Okay."

Brent didn't say much.

He took a deep breath, and under the gaze of everyone, he buried the seeds in the newly dug pit, and then stepped aside and waited silently.

One minute...

Five minutes...

Ten minutes...

Nearly half an hour passed, and there was no response.

This silent scene immediately made the scout confused.

"How could this happen? I clearly saw those seeds grow up in an instant, and it's been so long."

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

Brent looked at him.

"Sure!"

The scout nodded quickly: "Not only that, I also saw with my own eyes that the newly grown lantern tree immediately attacked other black beasts."

"This..."

Everyone looked at each other in surprise.

They were shocked by the horror of this plant, and wondered why the seeds they brought back had no reaction.

Could this seed be bad?

Think about it.

Brent made another move.

Planted the remaining second seed, and at the same time changed the planting method for the first seed.

The result was no exception, no reaction at all.

"Sir Sean, I think you must have seen it wrong, right? How could plants grow on black soil?"

At this time, an orc leader came from a distance.

Originally, he was a little excited when he first received the news, and couldn't wait to rush over from the city.

After all, if this plant really exists, it will definitely greatly reduce the casualties of the tribesmen during the Black Moon, which is what they dream of.

But when he arrived at the scene, he was disappointed.

Planting plants on black soil is simply a fool's dream.

"Indeed, as you can see, we failed."

Brent glanced at him and sighed.

He knew the current situation of Crescent City.

Not only is there a serious shortage of food, but also there is a loss of personnel every month. It is extremely difficult to persist until now. If we don't find a new way out, we may not be able to support it for long.

It seems that the only way.

is to take a risk and go deep into the Death Forest to see what the vision at that time was. Only in this way can we find a way out of the predicament.

"Let's go, go back first and see how the wounded are recovering."

After that, Brent turned and left, his back looked a little heavy.

The others opened their mouths, but could only follow his pace silently.

Soon.

They passed through the city wall.

Entered the gathering place in the canyon.

The entire gathering place is divided into six areas.

In addition to the activity area of ​​the center, the rest are the living areas of several major races.

Some dig caves on the mountain wall to live in, while others set up shabby tents as temporary residences.

Wherever you look.

All are thin figures.

Walking on the road like zombies, or simply lying on the ground to reduce consumption.

Ironically.

The most energetic in the entire gathering place are the undead skeletons controlled by the lich.

"Sir Sean, there is an outsider who wants to see you."

At this time, a human guard ran from a distance and stopped in front of Brent.

"Outsider?"

Brent's eyes condensed.

If he remembered correctly, there had been no outsiders in Crescent City for a long time. Could it be a survivor from other places?

"Take me to see."

After that, he followed the guard to the outside of the city again.

As soon as he passed through the city gate, he saw a hunched figure made of stone, flapping its wings and flying in the air.

Several guards held spears, looking as if they were facing a great enemy.

Gargoyle?

Brent narrowed his eyes and recognized the person at a glance.

According to the information he learned, there is indeed a group of demons living nearby. The specific location is unknown, but they often appear in the black soil.

He didn't expect that the other party would suddenly come here.

And he asked to see him by name.

"You are the leader of the human race, right?"

The gargoyle landed on the ground and made a hoarse and unpleasant sound, just like a despicable goblin who likes to hide in the dark, which makes people feel disgusted.

"It's me, you are looking for me?"

Feeling the breath of the other party, Brent was a little surprised, and didn't understand why the demon race suddenly sent such a low-level demon to find him.

He remembered that he should have no intersection with the other party.

If there is.

It should be that many people were seduced by succubus and lost their lives after being sucked dry of blood.

So his attitude was very cold.

"It's not me who wants to find you, but my master, the great Princess Aina, who wants to find you."

The gargoyle laughed twice: "My master said that we have some food and want to trade with you."

"Food?"

Brent frowned and looked at the gargoyle with scrutiny.

Food is the most important material on the black soil. Even if the demons have it, will they be willing to trade it with them?

But thinking of his fellow countrymen who were about to starve to death, he still asked: "What do you want to trade? If it's blood, please go back."

"No, no, no, we don't need blood."

The gargoyle grinned, revealing its creepy fangs: "We need Luna Stone, the more the better."

It didn't forget what Aina told it before leaving. As long as it got Luna Stone, it could exchange for more food, so its purpose was very clear.

"Luna Stone? This is impossible!"

A team leader on the side said loudly.

You know.

The Luna Stone is an important thing to maintain the barrier, and it is also the source of power for magicians to cast magic.

If it is used to exchange for food, then they will not be able to survive the next black moon.

They can still distinguish between starving a few people to death and the destruction of the entire gathering place.

"Hehehe~"

"I'm just here to convey the master's message. You can send someone to find us whenever you need us."

The gargoyle was not worried that the other party would not be able to find him. After all, their demons often have members going out.

After a burst of shrill laughter, he flapped his wings and flew high into the sky again, disappearing into the black soil in a blink of an eye.

Everyone outside the city looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a while.

The leader Brent said, "Go and inform the other four leaders, and tell them that I have something important to discuss!"

...

"Discuss? What to discuss?"

On the Moon Goddess Altar.

Rod looked at Augura in front of him in confusion.

He was cultivating plants well, and this guy suddenly ran over with a shy face, saying that he had something to discuss with him.

"That's it...that's it..."

Ogula hesitated, looking at the crystal tree and the small stone in the distance: "The elder said that the mountain giant tribe on the edge of our forest sea has been sleeping for a long time. We want to ask Lord Rhodes for help. After all, they are also the people of the Moon God."

"So that's it."

Rhodes suddenly realized after hearing this. He thought it was a big deal, and immediately laughed: "Since they are the people of the Moon God, they must not be left alone. Just tell me what you need."

"Really?"

Ogula was delighted and said quickly: "Just a branch of the crystal tree will do. The souls of the mountain giants recover very slowly. The elders said that the source of power of their ancestors should be buried underground to restore the earth to vitality, so that they can wake up."

"Okay, follow me."

Rhodes said and went directly to the side of the crystal tree and looked up and down.

After this period of cultivation and growth, the crystal tree has grown to a height of two meters, and several crystal buds have appeared on the branches, which seems to be nurturing new mountain babies.

He looked at it for a while, then cut off a piece of crystal branch without flower buds from the side and handed it to Augla.

"Take it back to your elder. Since he knows about this kind of thing, he should know how to use it."

"Okay! Thank you, Lord Rhodes! Then I'll go back first."

Augla took the yellow crystal branch and ran back to the altar happily.

When passing by the place where the black dragon baby was playing, he did not forget to stop in front of the flame dragon Alpha with a bad face.

"I'm going to leave for a while, and the task of protecting the forest will be handed over to you. If there is any problem with the forest, I will be the first to settle accounts with you!"

"Don't worry, I'm not like some simple-minded tree spirit. If there is any mistake between the forest and Lord Rhodes, I will commit suicide on the spot. I swear by the dignity of my flame dragon clan!"

Alpha's face was calm, but he said the most cruel words.

Augla was stunned when he heard it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, don't forget what you said."

In fact, he still trusted the temperament of the dragons, and he felt more at ease if they stayed to protect the forest.

It was just that this guy looked too much like he deserved a beating, and his arrogant and cold appearance made him very unhappy.

He suddenly followed Lord Rhodes back, obviously to steal his credit.

No.

I have to come back early.

Can't let this salamander succeed!

After thinking about it, Augla moved faster and disappeared on the altar.

Alpha just glanced at the place where he disappeared, then retracted his gaze, continued to guard Kaba, and sat on the ground silently recovering his damaged soul.

As for Rhodes.

Of course, he was busy in several plantations.

Planting seedlings, cultivating harvests to gain experience, checking the growth of plants...

Where he went, a group of little guys followed him, helping from time to time, as if planting was a very interesting thing.

The entire altar also ushered in a rare peaceful and leisurely day.

"Hey, what is this?"

Suddenly.

Rhodes noticed a piece of moss that had grown at some point by the canal.

He remembered that there were no plants like moss in the forest. Could it be brought from the Blackwater Lake?

"Eh?"

"Ga~"

The little creature and the soul raven came over and curiously touched the moss with their hands and beaks.

The next second.

White light spots flew out, like a gathering of starlight.

"Is this... Starlight Moss?"

Okay.

Rhodes picked this name randomly.

He squatted down, pulled off a small piece of moss, and looked around.

This moss was able to survive in the black water and regrow after purifying the water source. It was unusual at first glance.

After a careful feeling, it is indeed true.

There is actually a faint spiritual breath in it.

When holding it in your hand or getting close to it, you can clearly feel that the consumed mental power is slowly recovering, and the fatigue is swept away.

This is a kind of.

Plant that can restore the spirit!

"Good stuff!"

Rhodes was overjoyed.

He has been distressed for some time. Every time he casts a spell to cultivate plants, his mental power consumption is very large, and he often has to stop to rest and recover.

Now with this moss, it is different.

When resting, run directly to the canal to take root, the efficiency will definitely be greatly improved, and you can also replenish water by the way.

"I wonder if I can make a potion to take out."

While muttering, Rhodes picked some starlight moss, then returned to the altar and began to grind it, trying to mix it with the clean water in the canal.

After a while.

A bottle of green liquid emitting a faint fluorescent light appeared in his hand.

And in order to uphold the spirit of planting research, he also made mixed nights of different concentrations and put them in different containers.

"Try it?"

Looking at the lowest concentration of starlight moss in his hand.

Rhode hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

Hmm...

It tasted a bit salty.

Like seaweed.

After feeling it silently for a moment, Rhode immediately came to a conclusion.

However, he was not satisfied with the effect, which seemed to be no different from putting it in his hand.

Finally.

He hardened his heart.

He drank the most concentrated mixture in one gulp.

Boom!

The tremendous energy exploded in his body.

The mental power that had been exhausted was instantly restored by 30%, and became much stronger than usual.

There was even a mental amplification effect!

Rhode's eyes condensed, and he raised his hand to summon the Thorn Guardian with the blessing of harvest.

After a series of loud noises, five Thorn Guardians appeared at the same time, twisting their bodies, and there was one more than before!