Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Ange went around to take a look, and saw Old John being kicked out of a simple house. A plump young woman chased him out, kicked Old John again, and shouted "Go, go, go!" , very fierce.

Old John stumbled and ran far away, then turned around and shouted: "I'm taking you to get some benefits, but I don't know good people's hearts. You don't want even a bag of grain. I'll starve you to death."

The young woman picked up a stone from the ground and was about to throw it away. Old John was so frightened that he ran away like a snake.

The young woman threw the stone away and said angrily: "Bah, you old widower, what's your plan? I don't know about it and you think you deserve it? I'll beat you up if you come back."

While talking, he looked around and soon saw Ange in the distance. Seeing Ange's outfit from a distance, the young woman immediately rolled up her sleeves and walked towards Ange menacingly.

"Are you the God of Commerce? How can you do this to bribe believers with food? That's so abominable. This is the place where the goddess of dawn protects you... Hey, (whispering) He's a bit handsome." The young woman walked away. Shouting, when she saw Ange's appearance clearly, she couldn't help but blush and her voice became quieter.

Ange is transforming into the ascetic monk Ange at this moment. What is handsome? Ange has no idea, but the priests of the God of Beauty have it, and so does Anthony.

Therefore, the appearance of the ascetic monk An has a kind of divine handsomeness, uprightness, peace, solemnity and solemnity. When believers see his face, they will have a kind of trust and relaxation from the heart.

The young woman also felt relaxed immediately. The aura she had just now disappeared and was replaced by a hint of trepidation:

"I am the priest of the goddess of dawn, Ferrati, hello, what should I call you? I just thought you and that John were in the same group, and I was a little angry. Normally I am not like this."

Ange tilted his head. This Ferrati was very strange. There was an origin power that Ange didn't recognize. Human beings in this world all possess the power of chaos, and the Grand Chancellor and the undead creatures under his command all possess chaos. Ange has seen people with the power of darkness before.

But no matter what kind of original power, Ange knew it, but this Ferretti actually possessed an original power that Ange didn't recognize.

Ange just tilted his head but didn't speak, which made Ferretti a little embarrassed: "Why don't you speak? Are you thirsty? Come to my place for a drink of water? Is your God of Commerce giving out food? Why?..."

Only handsome people know how proactive and enthusiastic others can be. Ange didn't say anything, so he was pulled towards the house by Ferretti, who insisted on asking him to drink water.

Ange touched her arm and took away a little unknown source of power, but Ferrati seemed to have misunderstood something, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Ferretti's house was built at the angle between the sloping crystal pillars and the ground. It was very simple, just a rammed earth house with only doors and no windows.

Because one wall is covered with crystal pillars, it is equivalent to a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling crystal windows, and it is very bright without opening the windows.

This plane is too small and it won't rain, but because of the crystal pillars, the water vapor will condense into water droplets and slide down on the crystal pillars after rising, completing a cycle, so the area near the crystal pillars is the wettest area.

There are waterproof and guide grooves where the roof meets the crystal column. The condensed water from the crystal column falls along the guide groove into the water tank below, saving even the need to fetch water.

Entering the room, Ferretti enthusiastically pulled up a stool for Ange to sit down, and then quickly went to boil water. She placed a kettle next to the crystal wall, moved a slate away, and exposed a small area behind the slate that had been polished. passed area.

This area is as big as a palm and is polished smooth and translucent. The unpolished crystal has a frosted surface and is not transparent at all.

A beam of strong light was emitted from this area, reflected by the mirror, and shone on the bottom of the kettle, causing the temperature of the kettle to slowly increase.

After setting up the kettle, Ferretti also sat over and said enthusiastically: "You haven't said your name yet, what is your name?"

"Ange." Ange responded.

"Oh, you can speak. That's great. Where are you from?" Ferrati's eyes lit up.

"The Speaker." Ange said.

"Oh, you're from the Grand Chancellor's Death Star. What are you doing here? Preaching? I heard Old John say that you also distribute food and seeds. Is that true? Can anyone receive it? The crops grown will be returned to you. Buy?" Ferretti asked curiously.

Ange nodded.

"Do you think I can get it? Do I need to convert? What is the purpose of your God of Commerce? Do you want to sell your soul? It's not impossible... Uh, no, no, no, I mean that the God of Commerce is in line with what I believe. You know, it’s not impossible to change your faith,” Ferrati said with a smile.

Ange scratched his head and shouted decisively in his heart: "Help."

Near the airship in the distance, Anthony and Nigris were startled at the same time and looked at each other in disbelief: "I...I seem to hear the adults calling for help?"

"I heard it too, I'll go..." Before Nigris could finish speaking, his body fell to the ground, but his consciousness had already been projected onto Ange.

As soon as the image was projected on Ange, he immediately saw a young woman holding her jaw with one hand. She looked at Ange with a smile and asked: "Are you married? What type of wife do you like? Do you like men or women? Or not?" Like people?"

"Pfft - what is this? Why are you calling for help? Blind date? Are you here to go on a blind date?" Nigris' eyes were shocked.

Ange rarely shouted for help. He thought he had encountered the source of the void, but he didn't expect it to be a woman? Is there any hidden strength in this woman that I haven't noticed yet?

Ange said in his heart: "You answer."

"Uh, did you call for help because you were too lazy to speak?" Nigris asked in shock.

Ange nodded.

Ange nodded in response to Negris, but Ferretti couldn't see Negris, so he misunderstood. His expression immediately dimmed, and he said in despair: "So you don't like people..."

Nigris couldn't help shouting in his heart: "Anthony, please help."

Anthony arrived quickly and shouted loudly outside the house: "Sir, where are you?"

Ange rushed out quickly and opened the door.

Anthony had already gotten a general idea from Negris, and his eyes fell on Ferretti past Ange, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Sir, you are here, hey, why is there a beautiful lady with elegant temperament here? ?”

Ferrati's face burst into laughter: "Elegant temperament? Oh, you are so good at talking. Hello, my name is Ferrati. Please come in for tea."

"Oh, you are so kind. Your enthusiasm is as impressive as your beauty. Nice to meet you." Anthony said with a smile.

The thousand-year-old magician's sweet words coaxed Ferrati into smiling like a flower in just two or three strokes, and he forgot about Ange.

"What's going on?" Nigris asked in his spare time.

Ange was actually stopped by a woman. This was obviously impossible. Even the source of the void might not be able to stop Ange. It was probably due to other reasons.

Ange reached out his hand and held a ball of colorful light between his index and thumb fingers. It was the unknown source of power that had been taken away from Ferrati.

"What is this?" asked Nigris.

"The new origin is weird." Ange said.