Chapter 146 Great Harvest

Chapter 146 "Great Harvest"

The cultivation of magic crops requires suitable soil, so what could be more suitable than this dragon's blood fertile soil, which can support fifth-level crops, which means that the soil level is at least fourth level. Placed in the Endless Sea, a piece of magic soil like this is worth tens of thousands. gold.

Qiao Yang discovered more than one area of ​​dragon-blood fertile soil, and its combined value was a terrifying figure. How many captains wasted half their lives might not be able to reap as much as he did from an ordinary adventure.

With Sisonia's deterrence, all the monsters occupying Libos Port surrendered. These monsters are being harvested and transported at the moment. They are very good coolies with dragon veins. They have sufficient endurance and are quite capable of surviving, at least if they can't get it. Until Qiao Yang's bloodline evolution plus officially joins the fleet, these are all good coolies.

In fact, there are prerequisites for being able to subdue these cruel monsters so easily. First, Qiao Yang's leadership ability is strong enough, and in addition, he has overwhelming strength. Wild monsters that live on the edge of life and death all year round will not show favor to the weak. These Guys only follow one principle, and that is the law of the jungle.

But these two points are not difficult for Qiao Yang. It's just a group of monsters that are not very civilized. It doesn't take much effort.

After all, the average strength of these monsters is only level 1, and even the leader is only level 2. The only old dragonborn guy of level 3 was annihilated into ashes by Sisonia with a spear. The challenge mission is useless no matter what. For a newcomer in Fuze, it was difficult, but for Qiao Yang, it was no different from getting it for free.

Qiao Yang went around and finished cutting down the other three thousand-year-old dragon blood trees by himself, exploding materials all over the ground. The most surprising thing was that when he cut down the third tree, a dragon tree actually fell out. Bloodwood seedlings are full of vitality. As long as the soil quality is suitable, they can survive after being transplanted.

"No matter how lucky you are, you can't stop me. It's time for me to make someone rich today!"

The old crew members transported these precious woods back in batches, especially the dragon blood tree seedlings and dragon vein fruit trees. These are good treasures that can increase the heritage, so be careful.

The speed of collecting resources was much faster than expected. The huge wheat field was harvested in less than half an hour. The large layer of dragon blood fertile soil below was also scraped away, exposing the moist brown soil below. The strong magical aura basically disappeared.

This also confirms that there is a large amount of energy in these special soils, and this energy basically does not leak out. This is undoubtedly good news, but I don’t know how to replenish it for the loss of crop growth. Maybe Oriath knows the relevant knowledge.

Without hesitation, he turned around and expressed his doubts directly.

Oriya, who was following Qiao Yang, nodded and chuckled:

"My captain, you underestimate the power of magic soil. Take this piece of dragon blood soil as an example. As long as you plan the planting time, even if you don't care about anything, you can naturally absorb the free energy between the heaven and the earth for slow growth. Restoration, if not for this, how could those big forces spend so much money to collect them."

Oriath is still the reliable encyclopedia who knows everything. She can only be said to be a spell caster. Even if she is a warlock, her accumulation of knowledge after living for hundreds of years will not be worse than that of a traditional mage.

"In addition, if you urgently need to restore the energy of the soil, just smash the energy-containing things into powder and sprinkle them on it. The soil will actively absorb it. To be honest, if it is not certain that the soil is dead and has no soul, I probably won't. Some people think this kind of thing should exist, it is a treasure from nature."

Her words made Qiao Yang's eyes light up. He didn't hear the other words very clearly, but the sentence about "you can recover on your own" really fell into his ears. It turns out that there really is such a thing in the world that does not require nutrients and can be recovered even with losses. It's something you replenish yourself. People have to eat to replenish energy when they're hungry, but dragon blood soil doesn't need it. This is really... so cool!

"I understand. In other words, it basically doesn't need maintenance, right?"

"You can understand that perhaps only the vast and endless power of nature can create such a perfect creation."

Oriath sighed with emotion. No matter before or now, she felt that the existence of magic soil was quite special.

"Very good, you keep watching here, I'll go check out the ogre's side. There's a nice young man with good potential."

After confessing with a smile, Qiao Yang turned around and headed to the area where the dragon-blooded ogres gathered. After being subdued, most of these unintelligent guys were easy to handle. Except for the stomachs that were always hungry, the simple-minded ogres were also not satisfied. They will suddenly have thoughts of betrayal. If you look at the crew panel, you will find that their average loyalty is over 85, which is a quite qualified number.

Looking at the many ogres working at Hengchi Hengchi, he found Durut who was also carrying out transportation work. The sound of clapping his hands attracted its attention and he said:

"It seems that you have successfully completed the task I gave you. What are the losses?"

Dulute noticed Qiao Yang's figure, immediately put down the bucket filled with dragon blood soil, patted his brother's head to make him stop, then knelt down on one knee and replied respectfully:

"I did not disappoint you. The Dragon Blood Tribe did not abandon a single warrior, and all of them surrendered!"

Its voice was a little louder, attracting the attention of the passing monsters, but they just took a glance and returned to their work, because the "Devil King" was also there. This is a real psychological shadow, which is reflected in many Volcano Clan legacies. In his eyes, he is the source of all this.

Although all the monsters still alive now have chosen to surrender, those former companions who did not surrender were mercilessly killed without any resistance.

Countless races that have never been seen before used extremely cruel methods to torture these stubborn guys to death, and even the souls did not escape. The miserable wailing should be their nightmare that will not dissipate for a long time in the future.

"Sure enough, I read it right. Durut, I declare that from now on, you will be an official crew member of the Black Candle Fleet. You can enjoy all the treatment you deserve. If you have any questions, you can ask our first mate. Marquez or second officer Yasir, they are very willing to answer questions for newcomers.”

"Subordinate Durut Gortan, thank you for your gift. I swear by the glory of the name of the volcano that we brothers will always be loyal to you until death!"

Its loyalty suddenly reached one hundred points, and with a blur, the word "die loyal" replaced the number. Another inexplicable spiritual link flickered for a moment, and finally disappeared completely, and could no longer be traced.

If it were normal, Qiao Yang would probably ignore this thing that was no different from an illusion, but after learning more secret information, he trusted his intuition and perception more and more, especially after the body and soul reached a perfect balance.

"Faith? Not really, but if I could become a god, my loyal subordinates would turn into fanatical believers in an instant."

An inexplicable thought emerged in my mind, but was then replaced by another question.

"What is faith, and why can the pure power of faith be transformed into divinity?"

Dulute noticed that Qiao Yang seemed to be thinking about something, and without disturbing him, he just knelt down on the ground, his brows and eyes filled with admiration.

Shaking his head, Qiao Yang couldn't figure out what the essential connection was between the two. This feeling was the same as the last time he had a sudden thought about the Yanling Clan. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it. This problem can be temporarily ignored. It’s not too late to put it down and pick it up again later when you have the opportunity.

"Get up and remember to call me captain from now on."

"Yes, Captain!"

Dulute was very tall, standing upright at three and a half meters tall. He looked much scarier than Qiao Yang.

But even such a tall giant, like a child, is following behind step by step, with excitement in his expression that is difficult to conceal.

Unknowingly, Qiao Yang's charm has undergone some transformations that are difficult to distinguish under the blessing of many auras. It can be said that he is a superior person, and he can be said to be a noble person.

Even he himself could not feel this change, but to those outside the Black Candle Fleet, Qiao Yang seemed to be no different from those aloof gods.

At this moment, the pseudo-dragon, which had been silent all this time, flapped its wings and flew over, and then fell into Qiao Yang's hands. It looked cute despite its small size, but at this time, there was a bit of fierceness in its small eyes. .

"The comfortable life destroyed my fighting spirit, but it will not always haunt me. I will prove to you that even without your help, I can become stronger, at least stronger than the upper limit of my race!"

Its voice was still transmitted directly to Qiao Yang's mind telepathically, but what was different from before was that the little guy was full of determination at this time. It wanted to become stronger and was shaping its own unique world at this moment. The heart of a strong person is particularly valuable.

After all, there is no shortage of talented people here in Qiao Yang. As long as he has a strong heart, he can become stronger at a speed that even scares him.

"Do you really think so?"

"You are the greatest captain I have ever known. I also want to call you captain, not master!"

The pseudo-dragon's tone was a little trembling. It didn't know if its words would offend Qiao Yang, but it still said it because it saw a different future from the man in front of it. At least, if it could keep up, , the future will definitely be different.

Pseudodragons are also intelligent creatures. Apart from being unable to speak, their IQ is no worse than anyone else.

"You really dare to say it. Okay, stop talking big words from now on, just stay with me as a pet now. If you want to go into battle to kill the enemy, you are not qualified."

Qiao Yang grabbed the pseudo-dragon's head and threw it out. He was talking about one thing, but he was thinking about another thing. At least judging from the slightly raised corners of his mouth, his mood was true. good.

You can't blame him for getting carried away. This happens to everyone in this wave. Who would have thought that an ordinary landing on the island for a rest can actually yield so much. The most important thing is that the process is not laborious.

And among so many monsters, Durut and the Pseudo-Dragon have now been discovered as two very promising beings, so it is worth looking forward to whether there are other surprises for him.

"Yes, Captain!"

The pseudo-dragon flapped its wings and flew up and down happily, performing acrobatics for Qiao Yang from time to time, which showed that it was really happy.

"Do you have the dragon's true name?"

"No, low-level creatures like us can't have such advanced things."

"Then if you have one from now on, you'll call it Douding."

"With your order, Captain!"