Lord: I have a skill talent tree

The creature standing in front of him was a human with a locust head, less than 1.5 meters tall.

He was wearing a dark red leather armor and a black hooded cape.

He was carrying a square leather travel bag on his back, which was also dark red like the leather armor.

On his chest hung a compass like an old alarm clock, which was full of various strange symbols, and it was impossible to understand what was written.

The overall feeling was weird, weak, and wretched.

Ethan looked at [Grace of Locust], smiled helplessly, and then asked about the ability.

After some inquiries, he had a general understanding.

The special talent of [Grace of Locust] is: immortality.

It sounds very perverted!

The fact is indeed very perverted.

As long as there are borers or locusts in this world, even if his body is burned to ashes, he can be reborn in the body of a borer or locust.

There are so many borers or locusts in this world that it is not an exaggeration to say that they are inexhaustible and can never be eradicated!

In this regard, he is immortal and indestructible, and he deserves the title!

His main ability comes from the travel bag on his back.

This bag is called [Hungry Cold].

According to his own introduction, it is an origin treasure.

Inside is a source space, which can not only hold a lot of things, but also can produce borers or locusts without limit, and never damaged, only manifested by his will.

It is with this treasure that it created the great famine fifty years ago.

And the compass on his chest is the command tool for those borers or locusts. Within a range of 200 kilometers, the insect disaster will be hit wherever it is pointed!

In addition to creating disasters, this kid has no other abilities and his combat ability is zero.

A child slightly older than him can beat him to a pulp.

Ethan himself doesn't know what the use of summoning such a thing is.

Or seeing the disdain in Ethan's eyes, Claude quickly knelt on the ground.

"Master, I am useful. My [Hungry Cold] can store food.

In the past few hundred years, I have saved at least 100 million tons of food.

Master, just leave 1% for me to maintain the source, and the rest can be contributed to the master!

And master, the borers in my bag don't just eat food. I can cultivate them into special species.

They can eat various ores, and then refine them into various pure metals and return them.

These metals should be useful to the master!

So master, please let me follow you because I am still somewhat useful!"

After hearing this, Ethan's eyes glowed green. After swallowing his saliva, he carefully helped Claude up like helping his own old man.

"You just said, how much food did you save!"

"One... one hundred million... tons!" Claude was so scared when he saw Ethan's murderous eyes that he couldn't speak clearly.

"Say it again! How much?"

"One... one hundred million tons!" Claude knelt down again: "Master, I really don't want to cause trouble. I was forced by my previous master. In fact, I also want to be a good person!"

"Oh..." Ethan quickly helped Claude up: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding.

I don't mean to blame you. No one is perfect!

It is a great virtue to know one's mistakes and correct them.

In the future, you should follow me and live well. I promise that no one will dare to bully you!

By the way, are you really willing to give me those grains?"

Seeing that Ethan was not blaming him and seemed to appreciate him, Claude immediately showed a sly smile.

"Of course, Master!

All this grain is yours. I can pour it all out for you now.

If you think it is not enough, I will send my men to eat the grains during the autumn harvest.

They eat very little, and most of them will be brought back to me.

I promise you that I will give you as much grain task as you set..."

"No, no, no!" Seeing that Claude was getting more and more outrageous, Ethan quickly interrupted him.

The bad things he did before were none of his business.

But he is his subordinate now, and he can't do this again no matter what.

Besides, he has stored 100 million tons of grain.

What's the concept?

If I remember correctly, the annual grain output of the country in the previous life was about 600 million tons!

This is catching up with one-sixth of the output.

Based on 2,000 calories per person per day, it should be no problem to feed 1.4 billion people for a year!

There are so many, why do you still want to destroy it?

"In the future, you don't have to get food. It's good to have enough food. There's no point in storing too much!

You don't have to pour it out. I have no place to put it. You can keep it first!

When it's useful, I'll ask you for it again."

"Yes! Master! Master, I'll do whatever you say!"

"Very good!" Ethan nodded, thinking of getting so much food for free, his mouth was almost crooked with smile.

"I remember you just said that you can cultivate alien species and refine ore, right!"

"Yes! Master!" Claude nodded.

Without the psychological burden, he spoke much more fluently.

"But to cultivate alien species, you need a constant supply of magic power, which consumes a lot of magic stones."

"A constant supply of magic power?"

Ethan immediately pinched his chin, thought for a while, and asked: "Will the magic node work?"

"Yes! But, there is no magic node that just fits my frequency!"

Ethan laughed in his heart.

There is indeed no magic node that naturally fits your frequency.

But your master is a legendary engraver, so why not give you a magic conversion treasure?

And it just so happens that your master has some research in this area.

Thinking of this, Ethan suddenly found that Claude seemed unable to directly feel his thoughts like Volibear and the others.

However, it makes sense when you think about it!

Volibear and the others marked trustworthy partners.

And Claude marked servants who were not trustworthy.

It is probably because of this reason that he could not hear his own voice.

Thinking of this, Ethan also calmed down from the excitement of hearing 100 million tons of food.

Because the other party might rebel, and those things were obviously his own.

Even if they didn't rebel, there was actually nothing to be excited about.

Let alone 100 million tons of food, even 10 billion or 10 billion would not be of much use.

The same is true for the metal refining function.

These things can basically be bought in peacetime, and the only use is to sell them for money.

But I am not short of money now.

Even if they are short of money, they won't sell grain. If 100 million tons of grain enter the market, it will only suppress the entire grain price, which will not benefit anyone.

The same is true if they sell to the North.

When I was in the North before, I really felt sorry for the people in the North.

But if they are really fed, the entire Aslan Empire will be in danger.

Maro City is no exception.

The only use of this Claude now is the [Hungry Cold] on his back.

From the perspective of storage, he is really good, just like a mobile grain depot.

If there is a war in the future, I dare not say anything else, but with Claude, at least I won't starve.

"Sir Ethan, the carriage has left the city. Are we going to your territory?" Just when Ethan wanted to enter Feifei, the coachman assigned by the Duke's Mansion asked outside.

"No! Find a remote place! Go south and keep going along the main road!"

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